In the second match, Zhang Jin was very depressed when he lost.
He was trying to find something to save his face, but when someone patted his shoulder, he was pulled aside.
Miao Chengyun pulled Zhang Jin aside, walked onto the ring by himself, and said, "Lao He is good, it's interesting."
He Yongchang smiled and said nothing. Seeing that Miao Chengyun came to the stage empty-handed, he raised his hand and threw the eyebrow stick to his son.
As soon as he took the stick, he regretted it.
Because he remembered that when his son carried the stick up, it was very difficult, and he also cooperated with his son, and the father and son performed a scene where the stick was very heavy.
Now I throw it casually, will my son pick it up or not
If you don't pick it up, it will fall to the ground. It doesn't have much weight. Anyone can see it when it hits the ground.
I took it, it was so hard to carry it up just now, but now I caught it, isn't this also wearing a bag
As a result, when He Yongchang was upset, Miao Chengyun shouted beside him: "Look at my power of Xunfeng!"
I saw Mr. Miao raised a handprint, and then winked at He Yongchang.
He Yongchang reacted quickly, and quickly reminded: "Son, take over!"
He Yunchang is a top student, with a quick mind, he quickly caught the stick thrown by his father, and then cupped his fists at Miao Chengyun on the stage: "Thank you, Uncle Miao, for your help."
Miao Chengyun looked very pleased and nodded: "You can teach a child."
After Mr. Miao praised the son of the He family, he looked at the father of the He family again, with a look of disgust on his face, and said softly: "You are too good, you might as well play as your son."
He Yongchang rolled his eyes, feeling miserable.
Lin Shuo watched this scene from the audience, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
It's embarrassing for these three actors to act so exaggeratedly.
Diao Lingyan beside him seemed to have no intention of letting him go, and said with a smile: "Boss Lin, I finally know now that Liemen is a cultural organization. Does your Kunlun Academy have an acting major?"
"Boss Diao, don't be so bad-mouthed." Qin Gaoyuan persuaded first, and then made up for it again, "Hiemen has this craft since ancient times, both speaking and acting are top-notch, not the latest thing."
"Do you two don't want to stay anymore?" Lin Shuo said dissatisfied, "If you do this again, I'll really see off guests."
"Uncle Lin." Qin Gaoyuan smiled, "There are only two games left, why don't you let us watch them all."
"That's right, stingy." Diao Lingyan also laughed.
"Watch the battle in a civilized manner, understand?" Lin Shuo pointed at each one, "Shut your mouth."
After calming down the two noisy guys around him, Lin Shuo himself calmed down and looked at the two people on the stage.
One is a real brother and the other is a dry brother. It doesn't really matter who wins and who loses. Lin Shuo has no bias in his heart, he just wants to see how he can fight.
Looking at it like this, the two of them are going to learn about karate martial arts.
And their boxing ability, although the principles are quite different, can be expressed in similar forms.
One is mainly driven by the yin and gossip. It pays attention to the instant burst after the potential is stimulated.
The other is Arhat Thirteen Explosions, which also pays attention to instant explosive power. He Yongchang can also shrink his bones, and can retract his fists and feet before striking out.
These are the top two sets of close combat inheritances in Hunting Gate today.
If it were left in the past, the close combat between these two people would basically be decided by one move, life and death would be judged, because the power of the attacks was too great to be overwhelmed.
Now that they have the power of Nine Dragons, their bodies have been greatly strengthened, and their attack methods are limited to the level of Nine Realms.
This increases each other's fault tolerance, and they can't die after a hit, and they may not even lose their combat effectiveness.
With this change, the entire battle logic will be turned upside down.
It was originally a pre-war game between the two sides, seeking to kill the enemy with one move. Now that they know that one move cannot kill the enemy, they have to gain the upper hand with one punch and one kick, and then turn the advantage into a victory.
Of course, even so, the game before the war still needs to be done.
Miao Chengyun seized the opportunity just now to show what an old performing artist is, and by the way, hit He Yongchang's mentality.
Then Miao Chengyun faced so many spectators in this arena, his popularity is not bad.
Two years ago, he was transferred from Borneo to the Kunlun Park as the vice president of the college, so Cao Yusheng retreated behind the scenes, and Miao Chengyun was actually doing the job of the president.
He went to work during the day and came to Lin Shuo's house at night to be beaten by his wife, and that was all for the past two years.
But he is really good as the dean, at least the students like him very much.
Whenever he held a class occasionally, there was no room for people in the classroom, and people were standing outside the corridor.
Lin Shuo went to listen to a class, not to mention, this person's talent in teaching is really better than his own, and the class was wonderful.
The children all like this dean, and since their children are all studying in the college, they will naturally talk about it when they go home, and the adults naturally also like this dean.
So when Miao Chengyun took the stage, the audience in these parks in the stands cheered and applauded endlessly, which showed the gap in popularity.
He Yongchang has been mainly in Dadongzhou for the past two years. One is to practice, and the other is to deal with the follow-up of the previous transaction. No one in the Kunlun Park is familiar with him.
So Lao He looked at Miao Chengyun waving his hands in all directions to the west at the moment, and he was angry and funny in his heart.
Back then in the Red Desert, when the two met for the first time, they were not the same. Now ten years have passed, both sides have made great progress, and they are still about the same.
Now that he is in the arena, even if this Miao Chengyun is the dean of his son, he can't show any affection.
Thinking of this, He Yongchang couldn't help but glance at his son at the edge of the ring.
As a result, He Yunchang stood up, waved his fists and shouted:
"The dean will win!"
He Yunchang is a man of the hour in the University Department of Kunlun University, and also serves as the chairman of the student union.
When he took the lead, his voice was like a bell, so the slogans of the whole stand were all at once.
"The dean will win!"
Good guy, it's like a tsunami.
He Yongchang was on the ring, looking at his son who was cheering for his opponent, his expression was complicated, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He suddenly felt that what Zhang Jin said made sense, and he really couldn't do another string, and then asked for another one.
"Hey!" Miao Chengyun on the opposite side said, "This is about to start, He Yongchang, where are you looking?"
He Yongchang is a man with a steady mind, but this son is the treasure in his heart.
As a result, now that his son is cheering for Miao Chengyun, he couldn't help but stare, "What do you care about me?"
"Hey, I don't know what's good!" Miao Chengyun shook his fingers, "I originally planned to save you some face because your son is here. I won't be impolite if you do this. But don't worry, you will be punished by me if you turn around." No matter how bad the beating is, I will help you heal."
He Yongchang sneered again and again, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, come on."
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Before the two on the stage started, Diao Lingyan, who was beside Lin Shuo, saw something strange and said, "This Miao Chengyun is really a character."
How old is Qin Gaoyuan's younger? I don't know, so: "Mr. Diao, why do you know?"
"In a battle like this where the level is extremely close and the difference between victory and defeat is a hair's breadth, any factor should not be underestimated." Diao Lingyan said, "especially the psychological factors of the two sides will directly affect the final outcome.
This Miao Chengyun seemed to have been eyeing He Yongchang's son from the very beginning, and made a fuss about He Yunchang in order to disturb He Yongchang's mood and affect his state of battle.
I think He Yongchang has already figured out the way, and there is not much suspense in this competition.
Isn't that right, Mr. Lin? "
Lin Shuo smiled: "Seeing that your analysis is so logical, I thought you were sure, why are you asking me?"
"After all, you know them better." Diao Lingyan laughed.
Lin Shuo shook his head and said softly, "This interpretation is superficial."
"Oh?" Diao Lingyan asked, "Please advise."
Lin Shuo ignored her, but said something to his nephew Qin Gaoyuan: "The so-called external tricks are to make situations.
To make the situation so that the opponent has no choice but to take a certain path, and this path is what you want the opponent to take.
In this way, the outside move is successful.
If, like Miao Chengyun, he only teases the opponent's emotions without taking away the opponent's choice, then it is actually useless. It may even be counterproductive and stimulate the opponent's fighting spirit.
Of course, Miao Chengyun also knew this.
Because he did this not to suppress He Yongchang with outside moves, but to hope that Lao He would get serious and fight him well. "
Qin Gaoyuan wondered: "Is Chief He so lacking in fighting spirit? I think Chief Zhang was also irritating him just now."
"Hey, don't mention it." Lin Shuo looked helpless, "He is an expert in releasing water from Liemen. He usually competes in martial arts, so he has never taken it seriously."
"Oh I got it."
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After a few words from Lin Shuo, the two people on the stage started to fight.
This fight was obviously more intense than the one between He Yongchang and Zhang Jin.
Because it was a fight just now.
In ordinary people's battles, weapons are the strength and the body is the weakness, but it can be placed on He Yongchang and Zhang Jin, the situation is the opposite.
The body is the strong point, but the weapon is the weak point. No matter the white wax rod or the Tang knife, compared to their bodies, they are all fragile.
On the contrary, weapons are their limitation. They must hold back their skills and don't break their ancestral weapons.
Therefore, the speed and power of the attack were suppressed to the level of the Ninth Realm.
Even so, He Yongchang only dared to touch the back of Zhang Jin's sword with a white wax stick, which would do relatively little damage to the stick.
But this time, the restrictions on weapons are gone. Miao Chengyun and He Yongchang are fighting the enemy empty-handed, so they can do whatever they want, and their speed and strength have been raised to the level of Jiulong.
At this time, the two figures on the field were entangled together, advancing and retreating from time to time, their voices were like thunder, and it was difficult to distinguish who was superior.
What's going on on the field right now, even Lin Shuo can't keep up with the naked eye.
He can only rely on the perception of the Yun family's refining gods to feel the situation on the field, which is more intuitive.
He found that in such a fight, neither side could actually defend against the other's attack.
Miao Chengyun poked He Yongchang's finger, and He Yongchang punched Miao Chengyun.
In just three or four seconds, the two sides fought each other for more than three hundred moves, and Miao Chengyun opened up the situation.
In terms of experience in being beaten, he is still much richer than He Yongchang.
As the heir of the Miao family's medicine, he knew exactly which parts of the body were to be beaten.
Then he was beaten by the old man for more than 20 years, then by his wife for ten years, and finally by his mother for two years. He has rich practical experience.
Therefore, He Yongchang was fooled by this kind of injury-for-injury play.
After three hundred moves, Miao Chengyun's fighting strength did not decrease at all, but became more and more courageous, while He Yongchang's fists began to slow down.
Cunguang's finger force, mixed with the changes in the nature of various natural forces, poked He Yongchang's body, it was painful, sore, numb, and disobedient for a while.
It's like screwing down a machine. If three hundred screws are pulled out, the machine, no matter how good it is, won't be able to run.
So after the three hundred moves, Miao Chengyun backed up abruptly, and yelled, "Fall!"
Just as He Yongchang was about to pursue him, he felt his feet go limp, and suddenly fell to the ground on one knee.
The Patriarch of the He family looked up at Miao Chengyun, and found that he had been beaten into a pig's head by him, but if he wanted to go there and continue, he would not be able to lift himself up.
Dean Miao put on a pig's head, very proud, spread his hands together: "Come on, keep beating me!"
Firstly, He Yongchang was unable to move his whole body for the time being, and secondly, he also felt that he had achieved his goal, so he said, "Okay, you win."
"It's good to know that you have to admit defeat, otherwise you will suffer." Miao Chengyun came over and helped He Yongchang up, "Come, come, let me help you."
"I'm fine, you'd better treat yourself first." He Yongchang rolled his eyes.
Although the outcome has been decided, but the last appearance of the two is that He Yongchang is much better.
Although Miao Chengyun won this fight, he didn't take advantage of it.
He Yunchang rushed up to the ring in a stride, and helped his father down.
Soon, Miao Chengyun stood on the stage alone, raising his head and enjoying the cheers of the winner.
It's a pity that the cheers in the stands were not pure, most people were holding back their laughter, including Lin Shuo.
Lao He's fists and kicks on Miao Chengyun's face just now did not hurt much, but they were extremely insulting.
The effect of typing is exactly the same as that of a pig's head.
Only the ears are almost meaningless, the rest of the place is lifelike, especially the nose, which is absolutely perfect.
The taste of this is worth pondering.
Lin Shuo knew in his heart that there was actually no loser in this match.
One really wanted to win, the other mainly wanted to vent their anger, and they both achieved their goals in the end.
Even relatively speaking, Lao He's hand is a bit more difficult.
The hundreds of punches he had just now were obviously fake and real, hitting the body was fake, but punching the face was real.
If Lin Shuo had come by himself, he would have beaten the head so that it looked like a pig's head. This was the stylist's intention, and he couldn't do it.
Because the leader of Liemen makes a move, his subordinates never have a three-in-one general, and they often end with one move, so there is no chance for him to practice this skill.
At this moment in the arena, Miao Chengyun also noticed that something was wrong in the stands, but he didn't know the reason.
After all, he couldn't see how his face was swollen.
He felt that it might be that he was not good enough to win, or that he was not good enough to win the opponent.
So Mr. Miao shouted to Lin Shuo: "Come on, Mr. Lin, let's see each other!"
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