Martial Arts Master - Chapter 357

[Chapter 112 Understatement]

In the live broadcast room of the video website, guest commentator Zhang Hezheng was full of praise for Lin Que’s attack just now:

“Looking at these three moves separately, it’s the same thing. The use of force skills is more important than the cleverness of the moves, but the connection between them, hey, this connection is really just right. Without giving Fang Zhirong a chance to get rid of it, Lin Que has obtained some of the essence of Doubu’s combo.”

“In the end, Fang Zhirong couldn’t resist. First, his arm was held, second, his joints were pressed. Third, Lin Que must have penetrated into his body and affected him. Otherwise, how can this combo be called ‘death robbery’?”

“When Lin Que grabbed Fang Zhirong, everyone should pay attention to his fingers. He also showed the expression of ‘Dark Poison’. This should be a unique skill derived from Doubu’s ‘Douzhuanxingyi’. If I am not wrong, it is probably the Ji family’s.’ Yin and Yang turn’, take risks, take risks, in Lin Que’s realm, take risks…”

“Lin Que finally pulled back his strength, so he pressed his opponent and jumped and hit the ground. If he didn’t pull back, with Fang Zhirong’s current physique, he would have to go to a half-life. No matter how bad his luck was, his spine just hit a sharp stone. Mostly paralyzed…”

“Fang Zhirong is also, hey, how to say it, others are successful and incoherent, he succeeded in one move, forgot to be cautious, or too wanted to win, too concerned.”

Listening to Mr. Zhang’s explanation, the barrage floated past:

“Damn it, Lin Que is so handsome when he grabs someone and presses him down!”

“I’m so excited!”

“Fang Zhirong slammed into the ring with his back ‘bang’, I got excited and burned!!”

“This is the game, this is the martial arts.”

“I said earlier that the one who was burning was holding back, so am I! But what I support is Shanbei!”

“Fang Zhirong’s appearance when he slammed into the ground, made me, who is familiar with romance novels, think of a word, a ravaged rag doll…”

“Hey, Fang Zhirong seems to have fallen behind. He has withdrawn from the competition of the world’s best son.”

“Even Lin Que can’t beat him, he’s a waste!”

“Damn, are you fighting fake games… just look at the odds!”

“It’s in vain for me to support him so much, I really can’t support the wall with mud!”

…………

The audience at the scene couldn’t hide their disappointment. “Losing” is something that everyone is not happy to see, but as supporters of the defending champion, they have experienced the test of battle after battle, but they still restrained their emotions and sincerely supported Lin. Que applauded, applauding for his performance just now, for the one that finally made his adrenaline secrete.

They also responded to Mu Jinnian’s excited performance and excited shouting with the greatest degree of tolerance. Yan Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, and actually suspected that there were not many supporters in Qishanbei, and most of the extras were invited.

Uh, the demeanor is still good, you can let yourself go later!

she thought silently.

In the applause, the students in Shanbei subconsciously turned their attention to the seat of the home team, waiting for the “king” here to pick up his “scepter” and ascend his “throne” to ease everyone’s disappointment.

He hasn’t really failed since entering college!

Peng Leyun turned his gaze to the ring, unhurriedly pulled off the chain of his clothes, took off the jacket he was wearing in winter, and revealed the martial arts uniform inside.

Shanbei’s martial arts uniforms were originally pure white, which contrasted with the style of the loose white background and black borders. In this way, it would be difficult for the audience to distinguish who was who during the fight, which was not conducive to broadcasting. Therefore, the defending champion carried forward his demeanor and wore it. Got a spare black.

Peng Leyun’s body is dark and black, which makes his skin look like white jade, and there is a hint of dark light flowing.

On the chest of his martial arts uniform, there are two crowns embroidered, which symbolizes the two national university martial arts championships that Shanbei won—two years ago, there were none!

Under the watchful eyes of all the audience, Peng Leyun flicked his clothes with his backhand, retracted his thoughts, and stood up intently.

Just as he stood up, the audience suddenly boiled, and countless voices merged into a cry:

“champion!”

…………

On the ring, Lin Que let go of Fang Zhirong, took two steps back, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath in thin air. This was not only because of the high consumption, which made him tired, but also because of “dark poison” The residue still affects his body.

——”Dark Poison Strength” has toxic implications, no more than shock and pain, which can be completely resolved and eliminated by “Returning Strength”. There must be later problems, which need to be completely eliminated through the body’s metabolism again and again, and if you encounter this aspect A martial artist with great strength is not physically strong enough, and maybe he needs drug treatment to truly recover.

When Lin Que didn’t need to “return the strength” to deal with Fang Zhirong’s “twisting poles”, he already had the idea of taking risks to resist the “dark poison” and using “yin and yang” to surprise the enemy. The reason for this is that Because he feels that the combination of Anbu and Plague is tricky and poisonous. If he is not careful, he will get caught up and lose the game powerlessly. It is better to take the initiative to create opportunities and hold victory in his own hands, even if he pays a lot of money for it. The price is also at all costs.

It is impossible to defeat an opponent like Fang Zhirong without spending or paying the price!

Although the old man Shi specifically told the word “don’t worry” before going on the court, Lin Que still believed in his own observation and judgment when he played on the spot.

Fang Zhirong struggled to stand up, his eyes were full of anger, angry at the enemy, and even more angry at himself.

If the “Dark Poison Jin” was injected into Lin Que’s body, he was not overjoyed and did not intend to take the opportunity to attack again. Instead, just like Anbu’s normal style of play, he would immediately dodge and pull out the distance to prevent the opponent’s ferocious counterattack and wait for the poisonous attack. Fully exerted, there is no possibility of being hurt by the “Douzhuanxingxiao” derived peculiar knowledge!

In that case, Lin Que not only has to waste one pill realm outbreak to reduce the toxicity, but will also be weakened to a certain extent in the follow-up, and he is almost guaranteed to win!

Regret and pain are like poisonous snakes, biting Fang Zhirong’s heart, making him unable to be polite, turning around and stumbling off the ring, the anger in his body seems to be vented at any time.

He can already imagine what kind of comments will appear on the Internet, and thinking of these, he is even more aggrieved, more regretful, more angry, more painful!

When he met Peng Leyun on the way, Fang Zhirong was completely immersed in his own world, he didn’t notice the other party at all, or didn’t want to notice.

Passing by, the two did not meet, Peng Leyun took a light breath, shook off the small emotions in his heart, smiled and walked to the front of the stone steps, and stepped onto the ring step by step, without any outward momentum, just relying on his own All kinds of auras also made Lin Que hold his breath subconsciously.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, the arrogance of the world has its own intimidating power!

At the seat of the visiting team, Lou Cheng, Yan Zheke and others also focused their expressions, restrained the joy just now, and became serious and silent.

I did “Returning Strength” once before, and then completed the “Three Bursts”. The influence of “Dark Poison Strength” still remains in his body. How much fighting power does Lin Que still have, and how much can he shake this world’s top talent? Minute?

In the feeling of depression, only old man Shi said to himself: “Lin Xiaozi is also not listening, tell him not to worry, tell him not to worry, he has to be in such a hurry, if Fang Zhirong was not provoked by him. After a while, he also became anxious, and wanted to win even more, be rational and sober, and he lost…hey, don’t listen to the old man, hey, hey.”

He didn’t even suffer in front of him!

…………

Peng Leyun and Lin Que stood on both sides of the referee in the crowd of “championship” shouts, each taking their place.

The referee did not delay, and announced loudly:

“Second game, start!”

The sound of “beginning” still reverberated, just when everyone thought that Lin Que would use the tactics of avoiding the real and making the empty, in order to save his physical strength and consume Peng Leyun as much as possible. A contraction, a condensation, followed by a release and expansion.

With a bang, Lin Que felt like a bomb exploded under his feet, and countless fragments flew out in all directions. His entire body turned into a high-speed heavy-duty truck, rushing towards the sound in a posture of chasing the sound. With the opponent, the blink of an eye can fill the distance between each other.

But as soon as he took a step, Peng Leyun seemed to have a premonition, his blood sank and condensed, his waist swayed, like a cloud, it bounced out naturally and harmoniously, facing the difficulty without avoiding the slightest.

With this shot, there seemed to be an afterimage in the air. It seemed that it was only for a split second that Peng Leyun came first and grabbed Lin Que.

Boom!

He stepped on the soles of his feet and shook the arena, causing Lou Cheng, Li Mao, and the others in the visiting team’s seat to feel the power of the galloping horses. After seeing Peng Leyun’s arm, he swayed and threw his fists like thunder.

Leibu, Type 36, “Blitz”!

Lin Que hurriedly stopped his body, converted kinetic energy into strength, his muscles swelled, his arms raised, his fists turned into cannonballs, and electric shots were fired.

He knew that Peng Leyun had a “flash attack”, but he didn’t expect that the other party seemed to have predicted in advance that he would be ruined!

Boom!

The “Meteor” exploded, and the air turned into a wave, drowning Peng Leyun, but the fist of the favored man broke the shock wave and passed through the gust of wind. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com collided with Lin Que’s right fist together.

The muffled sound was covered up by the sound of the explosion. Lin Que’s body leaned back, as if he couldn’t bear it, and was about to go backwards, but he “struggled back hard” again, returned his blood, controlled his center of gravity, stabilized the shelf, and stepped out to the left. Feet, kick and plow.

Almost at the same moment, Peng Leyun held the pill in his abdomen, inflated his right leg, and sent a dark energy down with the sole of his foot.

puff!

There was a muffled sound inside the ring, but the blue bricks were not cracked!

Lin Que’s “earth fissure” was resolved in an understatement!

With the help of the rebound, Peng Leyun straightened his body, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the enemy’s shoulders on both sides.

Lin Que only felt a tingling in his shoulders, so he quickly raised his arms and tried to parry. At this moment, Peng Leyun’s tendons were prominent, like a dragon, showing a full sense of strength, but correspondingly, he swung his back. , The clouds flashed behind the opponent, the position of the grasping with both hands did not change, but the path was dragged into an arc, no longer the same, just avoided the block.

Peng Leyun pressed his hands down and clasped his fingers together. Lin Que’s body was immediately paralyzed, and he was frozen there, almost falling over.

The referee raised his right hand and shouted loudly:

“Second game win!”

Just three moves, Peng Leyun wins!

Lin Que slowed down, turned his head, looked at the calm opponent with complicated eyes, and said in a dull low voice:

“thanks.”

Thank you for not taking it lightly and giving it your all!

Peng Leyun smiled and nodded, not looking like he had just played a game.

At the visiting team’s seat, Lou Cheng sighed and took off his jacket.

The scenes of hard training in the past four months and related discussions with Yan Zheke flashed into his mind in an instant.

Is it finally time to start?

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