The two young masters who have experienced the great baptism of the martial arts confrontation between the Chinese and the Japanese two nationalities finally began to confront each other head-on.
At the same time as the bell for the start of the martial arts tournament rang.
Wang Hongji, Tan Wendong, the fists of these two young masters collided together, making a huge sound of muscular fighting, and then separated, each took three steps back, and looked at each other.
Wang Hongji has already used the scorpion-shaped fist in the Wudang Five Poisons. His left wrist hooks inward, which is really like a scorpion barb, while his right hand is pinched into a snake shape, but it is different from the snake-shaped fist in Xingyi. , but swayed slightly in a mysterious posture.
Snake on the right and scorpion on the left, snakes and scorpions intertwined, this was originally a very sinister boxing technique. However, under the urging of Wang Hongji's boyhood power, he appeared extremely upright, with a kind of upright artistic conception.
And Tan Wendong still has the lazy appearance of a sunny boy, with his hands down, posing in Tangmen Baguazhang, standing on a pillar, not wandering, and staring at his opponent with interest.
Wang Hongji's gaze was sharp, while Tan Wendong's gaze was lazy.
The two young masters showed completely different spiritual temperament and their respective realms of boxing comprehension.
All have their own things.
Suddenly, Wang Hongji struck again, one hand came out of the hole like a snake, and it pierced in front of Tan Wendong's eyes in the blink of an eye, his two fingers were like hooks, and he tried to goug someone's eyes with a fierce force.
When Tan Wendong blocked it with his hand, Wang Hongji made a silent backhand hook with his other hand, which happened to hook Tan Wendong's waist.
This scorpion hook seemed weak, but everyone present looked at it, but there was a kind of needle-pricking edge, which made people feel that when the hook stabbed someone's body, venom would be injected from the hand.
This kind of viciousness, this kind of fierceness, the non-poisonous hands, and the poisonous fist, Wang Hongji can be said to have practiced Wudang's five poisonous hands to the point of perfection.
Facing this move, Tan Wendong calmed down his lazy expression, his eyes were solemn, he suddenly turned around and lifted the scorpion hook with the gossip piercing the waist, and at the same time, he entered the body with a fierce palm "Piercing Clouds and Chasing Electricity" with a straight palm Throat poked hard.
These two moves by Tan Wendong can be described as elegant and elegant, with an elegant and calm demeanor between the provocations, without the slightest fireworks, and even, even, these two moves do not have the mellow taste of Baguazhang.
This kind of Baguazhang can almost become a school of its own.
"Huh?"
It was Wang Hongji who got rid of all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and faced Tan Wendong's two moves of Baguazhang with completely different moods. He was also taken aback in his heart, he shook his head in his busy schedule, and cut his hands like scissors in front of his throat, using a "scissors hand" to collapse the opponent's straight palm, and then pushed forward at the same time, Take a kick.
Tan Wendong hastily fought back and also kicked. After the two fought each other, they each backed away, looking at each other, refusing to give in to each other.
"so close!"
Wang Hongji cried out in his heart, if it wasn't for his solid foundation just now, Tan Wendong would have taken the upper hand, and then he would definitely be attacked endlessly by the opponent, and finally lost.
The two are evenly matched, and once they fall behind, it will be difficult to win back.
"Wang Hongji, be careful." Tan Wendong said six words lightly between the eyes, and suddenly the mosuo left and right under his feet, like a weaving shuttle moving, his body was extremely fast, flickering, making Wang Hongji unpredictable to a specific location.
This is the palm-turning shuttle step in Baguazhang. When used by Tan Wendong, it can confuse the vision of the master, and even feel, so that the opponent cannot find the direction of his attack.
After flickering left and right, suddenly, Tan Wendong's heel turned for some reason, and he got behind Wang Hongji, and struck out with another palm violently!
This time it was not the elegant blow just now, but an overwhelming force, as violent as a huge wave. Before the palm arrived, the air exploded with a series of explosions, and at the same time, it was mixed with piercing screams, just the sound of this palm. , seems to be able to pierce the human body! smash!
No one thought that Tan Wendong, who looked like a sunny boy, could perform such fierce palm skills.
Wang Hongji also felt a chill behind his back, but he didn't panic, he rushed forward two steps, hugged with his backhand, and even hugged Tan Wendong's palm at once. At the same time, he entered, another chain Hugging, straight into the opponent's waist, even wanting to hug the opponent's entire body.
"A full moon in your arms?"
At this time, Tan Wendong's eyes also moved slightly, feeling that Wang Hongji's hug had sealed all his changes, and when he folded his hands together, his hands were also blocked, so he couldn't exert any force.
Faced with this move, he had no choice but to retreat.
Fortunately, his footwork is very fast, and when he retreats, he is flying like the wind, and he is five or six meters in an instant.
However, Wang Hongji's footwork was faster, and he followed him like a shadow, not giving Tan Wendong any chance to breathe.
With one hug and one retreat, it was thirty or forty meters in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this situation continues, Tan Wendong is in danger.
But to everyone's surprise, Tan Wendong suddenly stopped his body after retreating tens of meters, and slid down, like a "golden cicada escaping its shell", but his movement was a bit awkward, not the authentic one.
Naturally, Wang Hongji would not let him use the "Golden Cicada Escape Shell" to get rid of his own "moon in the arms". With both hands in the embrace, he pulled down, his fingers spread wide, bent into hooks, and clung to Tan Wendong's body.
However, Tan Wendong's downward momentum stopped abruptly, he changed his posture, took eight steps obliquely, and got out of Wang Hongji's range in one fell swoop.
"Huh?" Wang Hongji didn't expect that Tan Wendong would actually get out. He fixed his eyes on the opponent's figure, and he could see clearly that the opponent's eight-step continuous grab, his legs bounced like a bowstring, and it turned out to be Tan's legs. Ben method.
"Tan Tzu's long-lost secret kick technique to drive away cicadas with eight steps?"
A classic move flashed in Wang Hongji's head, but his body violently followed and continued to attack. Of course, he couldn't let Tan Wendong deal with it calmly.
However, just as he was rushing out of the body, Tan Wendong took another eight steps, and actually snatched back, exhaling violently with a long breath, and came out with both palms, as fast as lightning and thunder, and bombarded out repeatedly.
Wang Hongji only felt a mountain of palm shadows hit, covering the vital parts of his whole body.
"He must have used eight steps to repel the cicada just now, and at the same time, he used the method of the Tangmen dragon and snake attacking the giant python to spit out the alchemy to stimulate the potential. He attacked violently and wanted to knock me down. If I can survive this wave Attack, he must be exhausted."
Wang Hongji instantly understood why Tan Wendong's attack was so fierce.
So he took a deep breath, stretched his muscles and bones all over his body, released his strength, and met his fists. In an instant, the two of them fought hard and slashed hundreds of hands.
It's all down to earth, nothing fancy.
"Why are his fists getting heavier?" Wang Hongji only felt that Tan Wendong's palms were heavier than each other, and each punch was more ferocious than each other. It is hard to hold on.
finally.
Wang Hongji couldn't hold his breath, so he slowed down a bit, and Tan Wendong slapped him down with his palm. He knocked off the defensive hands with two consecutive hands, and punched his shoulder.
Click!
The shoulders were dislocated, and the arms hung limply.
"I lost!"
Clutching his arms, Wang Hongji walked dozens of steps, his face was pale, and he let out a regretful sound.
Whirring whirring.
Tan Wendong didn't answer Wang Hongji's words at all, because he was too busy panting for breath and couldn't answer at all. The sweat all over his body had already soaked his whole body with water everywhere.
Wang Hongji's guess was correct, this round of fierce attack was the limit of his explosion, as long as he endured it forcefully, he would be at the end of his strength, unable to penetrate even silk, and could only be slaughtered. Fortunately, Wang Hongji did not resist this round of onslaught. At the last moment, he was exhausted and discouraged, resulting in defeat.
When Wang Hongji walked out of the arena with his arms in his hands, Tan Wendong took a few breaths before he finally took a step, step by step and walked out with wet marks.
The sweat on his body seemed to be like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, and it was still dripping.
"You still haven't passed this level in the end. It's really a matter of victory or defeat. His physical strength has been exhausted." When Wang Hongji walked up to the stands, Luo Xiaomeng looked at Tan Wendong in the distance, shook his head and sighed deeply.
"Win is up to God, we can't control it, you and Huo Ling'er still have a fight, it depends on your situation." At this time, Wang Hongji's face has returned to normal, but the expression of regret is still hanging on his face.
After this round.
Another round of battle.
Two huge bright red names appeared on the big screen of the computer.
Zhao Xinglong.
Liu Jiajun.
Seeing their names, the two young masters walked to the center of the field and nodded to each other, but they were not like the tense situation before, but seemed polite, as if they were not competing for the top ten masters in the world Instead of brutal battles, private and relaxed exchanges and discussions.
Seeing the demeanor of these two young masters, everyone present couldn't help but secretly nodded in their hearts.
Even those foreigners who kill people like hemp can't help feeling that "the Chinese are worthy of being a nation of etiquette" at this moment.
Among the two young masters, Zhao Xinglong is more rough, of course, this is only in relative terms.
Liu Jiajun is indeed the most handsome among the young masters, the one who stands in the wind, wearing light blue clothes, nodding, cupping fists, and putting down his hands, every posture is full of exquisite demeanor. You can't tell at all that this is a master of Huajin who combines dozens of fierce martial arts such as Taiwan's authentic Baji, Baiyuan Tongbei, split and hang long hammer.
Wherever he stands, there is a word called demeanor that is fully displayed.
Even the gentlemanly old aristocrats in Western countries felt like a barbarian when they saw his demeanor.
"Such a gracious oriental master, it's best to recruit him as a son-in-law."
At this time, the Western nobles who watched this martial arts conference through various channels had such thoughts in their hearts, and at the same time, Liu Jiajun had long become the idol of those wealthy Western girls.