Martial Arts Master - Chapter 335

[Chapter 91 Bullying the weak]

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After the arena was cleaned up, the referee let Li Mao and Fei Sanli get closer, then raised his right hand to announce the start of the game.

It has been several months that Li Mao has successfully entered Jingjing. “Twenty-Four Blizzard Strikes” is no longer just a skin, but he is already fully prepared, so he took the initiative to step forward, tried to attack, and looked for opportunities to develop his moves.

At this moment, his body trembled slightly, and there was still a little nervousness, but this was not a morbid manifestation that could affect his judgment and performance, but a normal mentality of wanting to win and being afraid of losing, so that hormones were secreted and nerves were excited.

For Li Mao’s opening attack, Fei Sanli had long anticipated it, and he didn’t do any fighting or avoid the edge of the “Twenty-Four Blizzard Strikes”. With his head lowered and his muscles bulging, he turned into a bison and rushed to meet him arrogantly.

His bald head reflected the light in the room, creating a bit of a hideous look.

When the two were about to collide, Fei Sanli suddenly turned sideways, raised his left arm, and swung his elbow sharply, blasting the air and slamming the opponent’s chest.

Li Mao took no hassle and imagined the big avalanche. He raised his arms, supported with one hand, and pushed with the other, firmly blocking the enemy’s elbow, and took advantage of the situation to tighten his back, and was about to kick his legs to counterattack. .

But Fei Sanli was not a fuel-efficient lamp either, so he followed closely together. With the help of the collision, he swung his waist violently, driving his arm to swing sharply, causing his right fist to shoot at the opponent’s face, above the bridge of the target’s nose and below the eyebrows!

Li Mao’s spine straightened, and he directed his strength to let his left arm flick, lift it up in front of his face, and hold it firmly.

boom!

The boxing iron bone made a muffled sound, stirring up the scattered wind.

And at this distance, Li Mao’s eyes were affected first, and he subconsciously became unconscious, lest the wind would flow in and stimulate his eyes!

This was the effect Fei Sanli wanted to achieve. Taking advantage of the opportunity that the opponent’s sight was affected, he used his left elbow as a fulcrum to flick out his forearm, spread out his five fingers, and slammed back towards Li Mao’s throat fiercely and quickly.

This move of his body and hammer was originally able to be used at the beginning, but he resisted his temper and waited until the enemy was blown away by the wind before hitting it.

Li Mao couldn’t see clearly for a while, and he lost his confidence in his judgment. It was inevitable that he was a little panicked. He didn’t dare to rely on his senses to stand up.

Fei Sanli got this opportunity, how could he let it go, he missed the shot, hurried his footsteps, bullied his opponent more or less, then his shoulders exploded, his palms turned into knives, and he slashed from both sides.

As soon as Li Mao stood up, he opened his eyes again, and before he had time to dodge, he could only shake his arms, threw them back, and hit the enemy’s palm knife.

At the time of the confrontation, Fei Sanli’s palm knife turned, turned the split into a press, pulled his back, pulled his thigh, pulled out his left foot, and slammed it between the opponent’s legs.

Snapped!

His left leg tensed into a whip, tearing the airflow all the way, causing Li Maohanmao to stand up, turning his waist abruptly, and his lower body slanting towards the enemy.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted his right leg and bent his knee short.

This series of attacks made him a little chaotic and thrilling, but fortunately, he didn’t lose his position, and there was a situation that he couldn’t deal with.

boom!

In the muffled sound, Li Mao borrowed his strength, and when he dropped his right foot, he was about to bend over to punch, and counterattack with a violent storm.

However, when Fei Sanli failed to succeed at first sight, he had already avoided rationally and went around behind him, not giving him a chance to gain momentum.

Seeing this situation, Li Mao restrained his impetuous feeling, lowered his emotions, and adjusted his position.

clap clap clap!

Bang bang bang!

The two sometimes fought close to hand, and sometimes walked separately. Fei Sanli was slick and smooth, firmly keeping the rhythm, and never let Li Mao’s “Twenty-Four Blizzard Strikes” hit more than two times.

They fought fiercely for several minutes, watching the students exhale and feel the joy of punching to the flesh. From time to time, they blew small horns and knocked inflatable hammers, as if they were here for the festival.

Li Mao adhered to the idea that Fei Sanli had played a lot of professional 9 games and recovered less than a week.

There was no rush, and he played fairly well, waiting for the opportunity to come.

When the battle was in full swing, he suddenly saw that the bald villain’s knees softened, and his sliding steps came to a standstill.

Chance!

Li Mao’s spirit was refreshed, he took a big step, his feet exerted force, his right arm swung open, and he threw a cannon fist forward that made the clothes rattle.

Fei Sanli hurriedly lowered his center of gravity, raised his arms, and hurriedly resisted.

boom!

Li Mao’s right fist failed to open the opponent’s shelf and bounced back, but he had already imagined the scene of the wind screaming and blizzard all over the sky in his mind. He slightly changed his posture, adjusted his muscles, and took advantage of his left arm to shake out a big gun. stabbed in the throat of the enemy.

Fei Sanli kept his eyes still, and clenched his fist with his other hand and thumped it, repulsing the blow violently.

As soon as the violent snowstorm unfolded, it did not stop. Li Mao took advantage of the situation to kick his legs and kicked.

But at this moment, his thighs suddenly became sore and weak, and his strength was abrupt, and he almost fell by himself.

A smile appeared on Fei Sanli’s face, he leaned forward, his right hand stuck out, his fingers snapped open, and pinched Li Mao’s neck.

Hmph, who doesn’t know that “Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes” is a test of “persistence”?

I let you hit so many times before, just to consume your physical strength and bring you closer to the limit step by step.

At the end, you deliberately sold a flaw, forcing you to show “storms and snow” again, and at this time, how many tricks can you make in your state?

Hehe, if you continue to fight steadily, I really have flaws, and it is not known who will kill the deer!

The referee raised his right hand and announced the result:

“Fei San Li wins!”

Hearing this sentence, Fei Sanli withdrew his right hand and looked at Li Mao with a cheerful smile:

“Boy, you are still too young.”

Although everyone is a junior, I have been through a lot of battles.

Li Mao let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little disappointed and sad, but he was more of a review, a reflection, and there was no such painful feeling.

Martial arts competition, how can there be a reason for only winning and not losing?

And Fei Sanli is indeed stronger than himself.

He turned around and walked to the stone steps, and the students in the stands shouted and encouraged:

“Come on Li Mao!”

“You played well!”

They were very sure of the final result, and the brief defeat did not affect their mood at all.

Hearing these voices, Li Mao smiled, raised his hands, applauded and thanked him, without any remorse or pressure.

At the seat of the home team, Lou Cheng looked sideways at Yan Zheke and said with a smile:

“It seems to be bullying the weak.”

Yan Zheke rolled his eyes at him and hummed:

“If the three moves don’t solve it, don’t come back~!”

She reached out and clapped Lou Cheng.

“Three tricks? Are you too tolerant of oranges?” Cai Zongming next to him interjected, “I’ll bet one trick!”

“What are you betting on?” Lou Cheng didn’t rush to the ring, and bumped fists with the players one by one.

Cai Zongming said without hesitation: “Bet on my integrity! Don’t let the water go by yourself!”

“Forget it, what’s the point of betting on something you don’t have?” Lou Cheng straightened his cuffs and walked to the stone steps.

As soon as he appeared, the entire venue immediately roared. Yan Xiaoling who was standing in the aisle, Zhao Qiang, Li Liantong and others all raised their voices and shouted a name:

“Loucheng!”

The sound is overwhelming, as if welcoming their heroes!

Lou Cheng waved his hand and walked along the road to the stone steps, while Mu Jinnian in the stands stomped his feet, secretly complaining that Coach Shi didn’t let Lin Que go up.

Standing opposite Fei Sanli, Lou Cheng looked calm, his eyes were clear, and he said with a smile:

“Don’t worry, I will do my best.”

This is respect for the martial artist.

rest assured?

I’m not worried at all!

Please, stop respecting me!

Fei Sanli took a breath, saw the referee raise his right hand again, and shouted loudly:

“start!”

He didn’t even bother to say which round it was, it was the last round anyway.

Fei Sanli thought to himself that his strength was about to be exhausted, and he was no longer struggling. Anyway, losing to Lou Cheng was not a shameful thing. When he was in his prime, he was eight blocks away from the opponent, not to mention now?

He suddenly took a few steps forward, waved his arms with momentum, and punched vigorously.

Lou Cheng smiled slightly, spread out the five fingers of his right hand, and grasped it with the palm of his hand. As soon as the two came into contact, he suddenly returned qi and blood, which condensed in his lower abdomen.

Fei Sanli suddenly felt that his fist had fallen into nothingness, and it was soft and did not exert any force. Then he saw the arm of the enemy on the opposite side swell, and felt a violent and majestic force rushing wildly, as if he had encountered a real thing that was soaring to the sky. dragon

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com swayed his back in a hurry, and with a flick of his arm, he threw Fei Sanli out and flew high.

Fei Sanli entered the state of flying through the clouds without any resistance. He hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity and tried to stabilize his body, but he was stunned to find that he had not lost his balance at all, he was just flying.

Snapped!

He landed on both feet, stood firm, and saw the edge of the ring, from the outside!

With a flick, he was thrown out of the ring from a position close to the center, flying for an unknown number of meters, and the center of gravity was stable, without staggering!

This weightlifting is simply horrifying!

Looking up in surprise, Fei Sanli looked at Lou Cheng, but the other party had put away the air and stood leisurely.

The referee also announced the final result:

“Lou Chengsheng!”

“Songda Martial Arts Club wins!”

The students were stunned by the scene just now. They felt unscientific. They didn’t come back to their senses until they heard the referee’s voice. They blew the trumpet, creating a warm atmosphere.

When Lou Cheng turned around and stepped down, they all shouted in unison:

“Lou Cheng! Lou Cheng!”

“Lin Que! Lin Que!”

“Loose it! Loose it!”

Enjoying this atmosphere, Lou Cheng returned to his position, smiled and said to Yan Zheke:

“one move!”

Yan Zheke snorted, turned her head with a smile, and then looked at the ring again, looking to both sides, she suddenly thought of the next division and the finals in April next year.

At this time, Shu Rui brought the team over and recorded their daily moments.

“Lin Que, it’s rare to see you playing with your phone.” She glanced at the expressionless man pressing his head down on the screen.

Lin Que glanced at her, did not answer, continued to bury his head, and entered the characters in the search box:

“What is the joke of the hunter and the bear…”～～7k～～

(Sikushu)