Martial Arts Master

"Song big!"

The cry is like a wave, whistling, almost overturning the roof of the martial arts venue. Walking in the last floor, I saw the appearance of Chen Changhua, Li Wei and Guo Qing and so on. The lack of calm and calm forests has slowed down.

This situation, how can it not make people boil?

The referee has already stood in the middle of Fujian and Taiwan. He is a wide-faced man in his forties. According to the "Buddhist Alliance", in the regular competition, the referee and the supervisor must at least be two products higher than the player to prevent accidental death and serious injury. However, when the upper three masters of the upper three masters confronted each other, the role of refereeing and supervision was weakened to almost no, and there is no requirement for quality. Fortunately, the strongest in this realm is defeated and easily re-created. Who is not? The means of pressing the bottom of the box.

The professional seven-product Mr. looked at the seat of the Songda Budo Agency and the Guannan College Buddhism Society. He gave a sigh of relief and shouted:

"The first game of Songdo University Budosha and Guannan College Budosha."

"Lin is missing on Gu Yue!"

He didn't have the kind of skill of Liang Yifan, he could only rely on the loudspeaker to let the sound sound all over the field, pressing the waves and waves.

With a bang, the atmosphere was pushed to the highest level if there was a sonic boom inside the venue.

Was it the duel of the Lord in the beginning?

Gu Yue shook his body and fell off his clothes, dressed in azure martial arts, and opened his long legs, and came to the stone steps in front of him.

“Gu Yue is cheering!” The Guannan College cheering group came with a loud cry.

Their voices were instantly suppressed, and every place in the martial arts venue seemed to be lit by fire:

"The forest is short of fuel!"

"The forest is short of fuel!"

Gu Yue boarded the platform and saw a black-and-white figure on the opposite side. Lin lacked the school badge pattern that touched the chest and “listed the small mountains”. His expression was slightly fluctuating, and he immediately calmed down and arched his hand.

"I don't understand why you are such an idiot. I chose Songda. Don't you know that the martial arts club here is synonymous with the garbage dump? If you came to Guannan, you hope to hit the national finals this year!" According to the usual practice, the referee will announce that there will be three minutes of dialogue time before the start of the game. It can be a slap in the face, or a speech, a soul war, and Gu Yue is not wasted.

Of course, there is this rule before the start of the first game. The second and third games do not give time to recover.

Lin missed his face and looked at him without expression.

"Why don't you talk, afraid to reveal your inner anger or regret when you open your mouth?" Guyue stabbed the forest with a spam sentence, hoping to strip off the other party's annoying "cool mask" before the official opening.

......

Three minutes to see, the forest will not see a slight change in the face, which makes Gu Yue gave a little frustration, blurted out: "Do you have autism? Or hoarse?"

He didn't expect to answer, but Lin suddenly broke up, his tone was cold, and he didn't see a little bit of waves:

"There is nothing to say to the weak."

Is there anything to say to the weak? Weak? Take a moment, Gu Yue angered the brain, burned the sight of blood red.

At this time, the referee extended his hand and pressed to the next:

"Game start!"

Gu Yue leaned forward and leaned forward, and he was forced to pull the forest into a close-knit range with a tough attitude.

Lin lacked a step, flashed to the side, twisted and punched, double-peaked ears, with the sound of the golden drums, straight to the left and right temples of ancient Yue.

Gu Yue is not flustered, has a root under his feet, his body is heavy, his hands are one, blocking the attack, and then grabbing it, trying to lock the forest with his hand.

Another step is, Lin lacks the orientation, avoids picking up, the body is twisted, the waist is back, the low kick kicks the opponent's calf to face the bone, just blocked, it changes position again, the most standard is the most obvious The fighting posture.

"Swim... According to the information collected, his endurance is obviously not as good as mine. The fighting is more physically exhausting than my stability. Is this the shortcoming of me? Is there any trap?" A flash, hands like two iron plates, with the kicking skills from time to time with the feet, keep a pass.

Lin lacked to the left, and Gu Yue changed his stance and center of gravity accordingly. At this moment, he saw Lin lacking his back and a spine. Like a python crawling, he regained his weight and returned to his original position. One palm smashed to the side of his own flaws.

This! Gu Yue was a little busy, but his thoughts were not complicated. The decision was decisive. The back was heavy and his legs were bent. He avoided this palm and adjusted his weight. He raised his hands and held the forest. Subsequent attacks.

Snapped!

Lin lacked the opportunity, moved away again, continued to swim, and occasionally raided one or two times.

"It was just dangerous, Lin lacked the control and adjustment of the center of gravity. It is no wonder that choosing a fight is to give me a cold note." Gu Yue kept steady and kept thinking, "only thousand The Japanese thief does not have the truth of a thousand days to prevent thieves. I have to create an opportunity to pull him close, and I can no longer let him change like this, maybe there will be more moths next time!"

When the thoughts were turned, Gu Yue pretended to be arrogant, and in another raid in the forest, he tried to catch up with the counterattack and slightly chaos the footwork.

Snapped! Lin lacked the opportunity to waste this step, and walked to the front, and a knife smashed Gu Yue "unprepared", beaten at the junction of his right shoulder and right arm.

"Good!" A burst of shouts broke out in the audience.

In the sound of the waves, Gu Yue showed a sly smile, the left hand seemed to be prepared, rolled up, grabbed the arm of the forest, and stretched his foot, he would stick it to the front of the forest, and give him a fatal!

But at this moment, his ears suddenly sounded fierce, and there were scenes of crazy snowstorms in his mind. His face had a bit of stinging illusion.

Lin lacks and does not evade, his eyes are calm and crazy, and the other hand is clenched into a fist. He screams and screams. The momentum is compelling, the violent and extreme, the speed is beyond imagination!

Do not dare to neglect, Gu Yue slightly weighed, gave up the relying on the mountain, the right hand shakes, the left hand one, once again choose to keep steady.

A fist is out, kicking and reaching, and elbows and knees are coming to the ground. Gu Yue only feels that he is in the ice sheet, facing the overwhelming storm and snow, there is no room for gasping.

At the seat of the martial arts club of Songcheng University, Lou Cheng stood up unconsciously. This is the first eight hits of Blizzard's twenty-four hits!

In his eyes, the forest is getting faster and faster, not only has the tendency to squeeze out its own strength, but also constantly adjusts the focus and muscles. It borrows a little power from the parry of Gu Yue, which is like two sides. There is a spring between them, and each time the retreat will be exchanged for a quicker approach, which will continue to push the madness and fierceness of Blizzard's attack.

Gu Yue is more shocked and feels like a naked person who is exposed in a blizzard. If you are struggling, you will be wasting your precious physical strength, getting weaker, getting colder and cooler!

"This is the true meaning of Blizzard's twenty-four hits. It doesn't stick to one trick..." Lou Cheng looked dazzled and fascinated. Every month, he practiced a little bit of it, and he continued to disassemble it. , hands tickle, want to try.

Blizzard's twenty-four attacks are divided into three groups, each of which is a group of eight hits. The lack of forests reveals the essence of the first group of "storms and snow".

Hey! Hey! The sound of boxing and body collisions continued to spread, making the voice of the entire martial arts venue gradually lower.

boom!

A figure retreated backwards and again, and he was kicked in the chest and rolled down the platform.

After a brief silence, the sound waves broke out again:

"Lin is missing!"

Winner, Lin is missing!

Gu Yue turned up and stood up, gasping for a big mouth, not convinced that he was defeated like this, almost no chance to fight back, the chest is even more painful.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the lack of a forest that was no longer breathing on the stage. He snorted and returned to his seat. He hated to pay for the three: "Don't give him a time to recover, he won't last long!"

Fei Sanli touched his bald head and smiled. He ran to the stone steps and boarded the ring.

No need to be announced by the referee, he stepped on the footwork and directly rushed to the forest.

Lin lacked to choose to avoid, a sideways flashed, pulled closer, the hard bridge hard horse began a melee.

Fei Sanli does not give in, and various moves are emerging.

His **** rubbed the eyelids of the forest, and Lin’s missing fists scraped his abdomen. His right hand grabbed a forest-deficient hair, and Lin’s missing knife smashed his arm... This fight If you really do everything, let the referee who is ready to go next to him feel secret and nervous, for fear of a bad accident, there will be accidental disability.

In the official martial arts competition, the players of both sides accept the birth and death contract by default, but afterwards they will investigate whether the referee intends to create a death or injury, and chose to ignore it when the shot was taken.

After two or three minutes, the two figures were suddenly separated. Lin lacked his eyes, his nose was bleeding, his body trembled, and Fei Sanli’s nose was swollen and his legs were constantly shaking. He seemed to want to smash a bruise on the spot.

The referee glanced and raised his right hand:

"The winner, Fei Sanli!"

The outcome was clear and he prevented the two sides from continuing to fight.

The earth-shattering snoring broke out, scorning Fei Sanli’s hooligans.

Lin lacked a strong breath, turned and stepped down, without delay, in order to reduce the recovery time of Fei Sanli.

Chen Changhua stood up fiercely, shaking his arms muscles, and a few steps went up the stone steps, passing by the forest.

Lou Cheng also greeted him, and supported the forest shortage. He only felt that he was scattered in one breath, his body suddenly softened and he almost fell.

"Thank you..." Lin lacked a whisper.

"It should be." Lou Cheng looked at him, sincerely, "You blizzard hitting it 24 times."

Just like this, the consumption of physical strength is really terrible. After one round, even Lin lacks a point that cannot be supported... Hey, this style of play and my characteristics are seamless!

I have not lost my physical strength!

Master’s choice of this martial art seems to be no loss of no time...

Chen Changhua boarded the platform, and he was struggling with the painful appearance of Fei Sanli.

The picture turned abruptly. He seemed to return to the scene when he first appeared on behalf of Songdo University Budokai. After a long time, it was still vivid.

I also had a good mood...

I was also full of blood...

I have also had a good time here!

At this moment, his ears rang a wave of cheers:

"Chen Changhua is cheering!"

"Chen Changhua is cheering!"

Chen Changhua cheers... Chen Changhua stunned and almost doubted that he was still in a dream.

His eyes were slightly red, and the tiger looked at Fei Sanli and started the snake step.

Grab the tail of youth, I can burn again!

I am the president of Songda Budokan!