Vol 3 Chapter 1744: -Return

When facing Ah Zheng, Liche had no bottom.
After all, this is forty-seven. No, forty-eight consecutive victories, a fierce man who has never used a chance to resurrect.
The two stood here, Ah Zheng raised both hands, one in front, the other slightly back, his legs slightly arched, just like the Hunyuan piles of later generations. From this look, he knew he was a master.
In contrast, Rickshaw looks a little out of class.
The force body shape squat is the most common attack position, and it is not regular.
The referee looked at the two anxiously, and from time to time he took his eyes to peep on the stands, saying that you don't want to watch them here, hurry up, the king is watching from above.
Ke Li Che was photographed by Ah Zhengwei, who did not dare to take the initiative to attack. Ah Zheng also looked at Li Che, thinking about his own offensive countermeasures. The two of them were spinning here like a two-person turn, causing the surrounding people to complain. Be patient.
Finally, Rickshaw couldn't bear the pressure, so he roared and charged up.
In the morning, he watched the battle between Ah Zheng and the White Wolf, so he didn't punch over and test like a white wolf, but rushed like a crazy bull.
Ah Zheng was also slightly astonished. The expression on his face seemed to be saying how could a rally car use this attack method?
However, it was just a second before and after, Ah Zheng reacted, and slightly avoided the impact of the rider on one side, followed closely, jumped back and dodged, and stretched out his foot to trip the rider.
Seeing Ah's positive movements, Li Che was a little surprised, what do you mean? When you are a child, will you be fooled?
That's okay, the rickshaw didn't stop, and exhausted all my strength to kick A Zheng and trip his own leg.
It seems that Rickshaw would do this for a long time. Ah Zheng turned sharply and slammed forward. Because Rickshaw hit the ground with one foot, his foot was unstable, and he was struck by the back of Ah Zheng, staggering and staggering.
Look at Ah Zheng again, that can be done, seized the opportunity to jump forward, cooperated with his hands and feet, and threw the bike on the ground with his legs.
When Bijili stood up, he was thrown back and kicked by Ah Zheng. Various types of crashes emerged one after another.
The rickshaw that missed the first opportunity was stymied everywhere, and in anger, he left Ah Zheng's attack range on the spot. After jumping up, he became very angry, and the frizzy veins on the eyebrows and eyes were exposed.
Ah Zheng didn't talk about chasing, so he stood there and looked at the rally car.
All of a sudden, when I went to see the people around him, the cheers continued, all for Ah Zheng.
Firstly, it was Ah Zheng's outstanding record that conquered the tribesmen. Secondly, it was Ah Zheng's fighting style, which was really pleasing to the eye.
Azheng, who is short and short compared to the power car, can do his job with ease, playing with the power car in applause.
This calmness, whoever replaces it, will praise it madly.
Even in the stands, the Ji thief, who had experienced many battles and did not know how many times he had gone through, couldn't help but admire Ah Zheng's fighting style.
Let's put it this way, Azheng's battle is full of artistic appreciation, which is different from other competitions.
Watching Ah Zheng's battle is so pleasing to the eye.
Ji Zei could expect that after the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Association is over, there will be a wave of wrestling skills in the 27 territories in the north and south.
Let's just put it this way, Ah Zheng is the number one wrestler!
Throw your whole body into battle, and every part of your body can be used as a weapon.
Except for the occasional unfamiliarity in the hands-on, it did not affect Ah Zheng's performance on the stage.
"This is a talent." Ji Zei pointed at Ah Zheng and said.
At the same time, he was also a little curious, curious how exactly did he learn this skill? Who taught him.
You know, as soon as the war started, I only knew the primitive social environment of rushing to choke my neck and biting my arms.
It was Ahuang, the of war Lihuo, and the fight was also crushed by brute force.
The Lihuo tribe is famous for its highly skilled hunters, and when fighting, they are not so beautiful.
Only Ah Zheng.
No wonder Ji Thief would look at Ah Zheng differently.
The battle was still going on, and after being smashed by Ah Zheng for several times, Li Che was a little embarrassed.
What happened? I didn't meet Ah Zheng for a while, and he was thrown into a bad mood by Ah Zheng.
Is there anything more aggrieved than this? No.
Isn't it? Rickshaw backed back with some fear.
A Zheng is pressing every step of the way.
The two of them moved forward one by one, and everyone with a discerning eye could see that their fighting spirit was about to disperse.
The herring slapped his head in the stands, feeling embarrassed.
The rickshaw was originally the most capable one in the Qingfeng Mountain competition. He thought that he could win the victory. As a result, in front of so many people, the tall and powerful rickshaw was actually beaten by Ah Zheng. Up.
Where are you going to make sense?
Of course, you can't blame Rikiche. He is a fierce fighter on the battlefield. That's right. However, wrestling has always been the father of close combat.
Take an example.
Li Kui was fierce in the Water Margin, right? Two sharp axes brought Fan Rui and Li Gun Xiang Chong, then Kai Daping pushed them over, it was a small soldier killer.
On the battlefield, that is also the existence of bulldozers.
However, when facing the prodigal Yanqing, the one who was beaten was called Brother Xiaoyi.
Of course, Yan Qing was too strong and Li Kui could not beat him for a reason, but there was another time when Li Kui secretly went down the mountain and met Jiao Ting, who had not yet become a companion. Because of his violent temper, he fell on the ground and said nothing to stand up. , This shows the problem.
Wrestling skills, that is the king of melee combat!
It might not be a problem for Liche to crush Ah Zheng on the real battlefield, but in this close-to-hand match, the Liche was rubbed by Ah Zheng.
This is also the reason why Ah Zheng can play forty-eight consecutive victories all the way.
With the blessing of close father fighting skills like wrestling, can he not be great?
There is a lot of nonsense. Looking at the field, every attack of the Rike is like hitting the cotton and being avoided by Ah Zheng. Moreover, the backhand can seize the opportunity to throw you.
After coming down several times, A Zheng had no loss at all except for some loss of strength.
When you look at the rickshaw, you get a bruise and swollen face, lying on the ground without any physical strength before you stand up.
No, lying on the ground, Rickshaw raised his arm slowly.
Upon seeing this, the referee ran to the front a few steps: "What's the matter?"
Rickshaw struggled: "I, I give up."
When the two words of admit defeat were pronounced by the referee, all the clansmen in the stadium cheered Ah Zheng's name.
On the one hand, they were impressed by Ah Zheng's technology, and on the other hand, they all made a bet on Ah Zheng.
Yes, Azheng’s odds are low, and there is little money to make, but I can say that it is also making money.
When the battle was over, Ji Thief stood up in the stands and looked at Ah Zheng under the stage with a smile: "This man is good."
After speaking, Ji Zei turned and led Xue Zhen, Wei Duo and Li Ya and the others, laughing and leaving.
When the princes and the people in charge saw this, they all stood up and followed.
In the stands, only Ah is welcoming the cheers of the tribe.
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Looking at the familiar mountains ahead, Ado was about to cry. He was holding a golden eagle that was simply treated with a broken wing in his arms. On his feet, his shoes were all trampled on, and he couldn't help tears. He fell back and rushed to Ashun's back. Ah Huang, whose legs have not recovered until now, said: "A Huang, have you seen it? The Tianling Mountain Range ahead is now, we are home!"
These days, Ah Huang is extremely weak.
The wounds on his legs had not been treated well and had begun to pus, faintly, exuding a stench.
Ah Huang also has a strong willpower, otherwise, he would have passed out in pain.
Even so, the constant pain in his legs still made him a little unbearable.
Hearing Addo's words, Ah Huang smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm home."
Ado talked more immediately: "Now, let’s go to the Tianling Mountains. Let the black tiger find someone to treat your wounds and then return to the tribe. Otherwise, I’m worried about the delay, your legs. It's scrapped."
Ah Huang grinned: "No, it's not that easy, my body, I know it myself."
"Once you are done, you will know that your mouth is stiff. After so many days after this trip, I have seen you can't sleep with pain in the middle of the night several times.
Ah Huang was taken aback when he heard the words, and shook his head: "I've let you know."
"Hmph, there is no one who can hide it from me, Ashun, let's go."