Martial Arts Master - Chapter 334

[Chapter 90 3 consecutive kicks]

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Lou Cheng suddenly realized, looked at Cai Zongming and said:

“It’s not a feeling, it’s a fact…”

Damn, I was actually mocked by my uncle!

In vain I think he is a cold and serious person!

Cai Zongming let out a low laugh, turned his back to Lin Que, raised his eyebrows and said, “Chengzi, come on! Beat him!”

He knew that at this distance, no matter how low his volume was, he wouldn’t be able to hide from Lin Que’s ears. It was purely funny to liven up the atmosphere.

“It’s like letting a dog bite a man.” Lou Cheng gave him a contemptuous look, “Why don’t you get on it yourself?”

“I’ll go on my own? Then should I beat him? Or should I go and beat him?” Cai Zongming spread his hands.

“Haha, I thought of that joke, a hunter went to beat a bear…” Lou Cheng pursed his lips, suppressed his smile, and did not continue.

Cai Zongming knew a lot about similar jokes, and he understood it without having to listen to it, and his body trembled, almost laughing, and secretly scolded a “slut”.

At this time, Jilan finished walking the stone steps, boarded the ring, and stood opposite Yan Zheke.

Seeing her, Yan Zheke suddenly came up with an idea, thinking about whether he should retire now and give Brother Li Mao the chance to fight Jilan to help him break his mind and complete a reincarnation.

In December last year, it was because Li Mao was too nervous and lost to Ji Lan in a good situation that the Songda Martial Arts Club’s hope of qualifying was in vain.

While thinking about it, the girl denied the idea again, feeling that the sense of ritual was too strong, it would not respect Jilan on the opposite side, and it would also add pressure to Senior Brother Li Mao, which might be self-defeating.

Let’s just go with the flow… Yan Zheke sighed silently, seized the last bit of time, and continued to recover his physical condition.

Although the battle just now did not last long, the high-intensity duel with the senior professional 9th still cost her a lot, especially in the process of deliberately creating opportunities, her spirit was highly tense, and once it was over, it was inevitable that she would be exhausted.

She had just let out a sigh of relief when the referee raised her right hand and announced:

“The second round begins!”

When Jilan first collected the information of Songda Martial Arts Club, she found that Yan Zheke did not participate in the amateur finals competition in September, so she suspected that she might have surpassed the level of industry one, and she was going to hit the professional nine in late October. She didn’t sign up, which made her feel uncertain about her guesses, thinking that she was thinking too much. Who knows, she really has the strength of Jiu Jiu, and even defeated the captain Gu Yue in a head-to-head contest!

Songda Martial Arts Club’s gang members are all monsters!

After thinking about it, Jilan chose the best fighting game, and swiftly walked around to Yan Zheke’s side, slid closer, and gave a low kick, causing the clothes to make a crisp sound.

Yan Zheke swayed his right shoulder back, pulled his body to face Jilan, took advantage of the situation and pulled out his whip leg, tore the airflow, and made a sharp sound on the ring.

boom!

With two blows, Yan Zheke quickly swung his right leg back, borrowing his strength, his fist collapsed from his waist, and went straight to Jilan’s abdomen.

Jilan knew the horror of “Twenty-Four Blizzard Strikes”. Once it collided, she immediately stepped back, her footwork was light and coordinated, and she didn’t give the opponent a chance to connect down and hit harder and harder.

Seeing this situation, Yan Zheke bowed his feet, dashed forward silently, and quickly chased after them. One of them retreated and the other entered. The distance quickly narrowed, as if they were dancing gracefully.

During this process, Jilan changed direction several times, but how could it compare to Yan Zheke’s flexibility, who could initially control the center of gravity.

At this moment, she stopped suddenly, letting Yan Zheke “brake” before she could, and took a step forward, so that the distance between the two sides was less than an arm!

With a snap, Jilan’s right foot was raised high, as fast as lightning, and stomped on the opponent’s chin.

This movement of hers is like lifting her legs and sticking them to her shoulders in dancing to stretch the ligaments, but such a fierce and rapid force is not because the ligaments, fascia and muscles have been trained to a certain extent, and she will inevitably hurt herself. , standing unsteady.

This leg came suddenly and without warning,

Like an assassin’s attack, the situation suddenly became dangerous, causing Yan Zheke to sweat coldly from his vest, realizing that he was being careless.

In the blink of an eye, she used her waist as a fulcrum and leaned back sharply, trying to avoid this dangerous kick.

At the same time, according to her usual practice, she raised her hands to resolve the follow-up ultimate move.

Snapped!

The shadow of her leg almost slid past Yan Zheke’s eyes, and the stirring wind rushed to her face.

When the kick failed, Ji Lan exerted force on her back, pulling the raised right leg, and made a menacing “Battle Axe Cleave”, swiping it between her opponent’s chest and abdomen.

Chain kicks!

Yan Zheke’s body was half-upward, and her raised hands arrived in time. One raised her arm and pressed it against the enemy’s Achilles tendon, while the other held her palm empty and pushed it to the side.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, her raised arm went down to unload the force, and the push block next to her barely blocked the tomahawk kick.

Just when the classmates in the stands were relieved, Ji Lan took advantage of Yan Zheke’s fight, her body vacated, her left foot flew out, and kicked her opponent’s body.

Three in a row!

Seeing that Yan Zheke couldn’t get her hands up and couldn’t get up her legs to block her, she was in jeopardy, she flicked her waist and straightened her body with full force.

Taking this advantage, she held Jilan’s “Battle Axe” arm over and over again, abruptly shook the opponent out, and threw it into the distance, avoiding the fatal kick.

The three consecutive kicks failed to hit, and Jilan immediately returned to the fight, spreading his legs, constantly changing positions, approaching his legs from time to time, and kicking sideways with low kicks.

Yan Zheke also sank in her mind and saw the tricks, but she didn’t give up the previous style of play, she chased after the attack as soon as she found an opportunity, but kept a little more cautious in her mind.

You chase after me, and sometimes during the confrontation, she locked on the enemy again, and gradually narrowed the distance with Jilan by her own flexibility, and made the opponent unable to get rid of it.

Ji Lan bit her teeth, suddenly jumped up, and kicked her legs out in a series, fast, ruthless and fierce!

It’s you who are waiting!

Yan Zheke had seen Jilan’s video of the game, and had previous experience, so she was ready for it.

She pulled her muscles, flicked her back, and abruptly changed her center of gravity, pulled her body back, and dodged to the side, letting Jilan’s volley kicks fly past in front of her.

Seizing the opportunity, she stretched out her hands and pushed it to the side of the enemy, Jilan immediately flew out diagonally, staggering and falling.

The soles of his feet shook, Yan Zheke rushed forward, before the opponent could stand firm, his right foot touched the midline, inserted between the enemy’s legs, and his body followed closely, causing Jilan to completely lose his center of gravity. Lean back.

Yan Zheke grabbed his left hand and pulled the opponent to stand up straight. With a shake of his right arm, he punched his fist and stopped beside Jilan’s temple.

“In the second game, Yan Zheke wins!” the referee shouted loudly.

After retracting her hands in a comfortable and comfortable manner, Yan Zheke gasped for breath, only to feel that she was exhausted and approaching the limit.

In the battle just now, she was very devoted and focused, not thinking about this aspect, just thinking about taking down the opponent before she couldn’t hold it anymore!

Jilan glanced at her, sighed in frustration, shook her head, turned and walked towards the stone steps, Fei Sanli touched her bald head, and stood up helplessly, while Gu Zhen and Gu Yue and his son were equally ugly, because the photos If this posture continues, my martial arts club may not even be able to see the opponent’s main general in Zhenguandi, which would be too embarrassing!

Before Fei Sanli came to the stage, Yan Zheke waved to the audience on both sides with a sweet smile, and left the ring in a wave of applause.

Lou Cheng greeted her, stretched out his fist, collided with her, and praised sincerely:

“Awesome!”

Beforehand, he thought that if Ke Xiaoke could defeat Gu Yue, the merit would be complete, but who knew that she even picked two generals in a row!

Yan Zheke raised her eyebrows and raised her chin, “Worship?”

“Worship, especially worship!” Lou Cheng replied with a smile.

He didn’t care about Shu Rui, who was recording the game nearby. This comrade reporter should have noticed his relationship with Keke long ago. After all, he almost blocked the intimacy between the two of them.

At this time, Li Mao had left his seat and walked beside the two of them.

“Come on!” Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke bumped his fists with him respectively.

Since Li Mao and Fei Sanli were both new players, there was no problem of recovering their physical strength. The referee greeted the staff and asked them to come on stage to clean up the ground.

Li Mao stood in a clean and empty position, looking at the bald-headed warrior not far away, he couldn’t help but think back to the beginning, and felt quite embarrassed for a while.

At that time, I was terribly nervous, and at that time, I was full of self-blame, remorse, and pain. UU reading www.sonicmtl.com really couldn’t predict my current situation.

Nervousness almost doesn’t affect the game!

Even job 9 is promising!

He closed his eyes, and the relief and guidance of Coach Shi appeared in his mind, Lou Cheng’s enlightenment and encouragement appeared again and again, and the understanding and support of the special training team members of the Martial Arts Club emerged.

Thank you, thank you all!

At the seat of the main team, Lou Cheng sat down with Yan Zheke, who was exhausted, and looked up at the ring.

“What is Senior Brother Li Mao thinking?” He saw Li Mao pondering with his eyes closed, and gossips boringly.

Cai Zongming next to him took the initiative to answer: “Probably thank the state for thanking the TV station for thanking Songda and so on.”

“Don’t talk nonsense like that, okay?” Lou Cheng glanced at him.

“You know it’s nonsense too? We are not the roundworms in Brother Li Mao’s stomach. How could we possibly guess what he was thinking? Your question itself is wrong!” Cai Zongming laughed.

Hearing the two talk about a “cross talk”, Yan Zheke leaned to Lou Cheng’s ear and said:

“Do you think Senior Brother Li Mao can win?”

“There is hope. Although Senior Brother Li Mao has only started practicing for more than a month, he is still at the level of one of the strong industry players. Fei Sanli has almost the strength of the first nine. It’s not going to be very good for the competition, let’s go on June 4th, Senior Brother Li Mao, the fourth.” Lou Cheng analyzed.

“Sounds like you want Senior Brother Li Mao to lose?” Yan Zheke opened her eyes and said with a light smile.

“If he loses, I have a chance to play.” Lou Cheng snorted.

Yan Zheke pursed his lips, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, “Is it interesting to you to bully a quasi-rank nine after a hard fight?”

Lou Cheng thought for a while, then covered his face and sighed:

“It’s boring…”～～7k～～

(Sikushu)