"Don't this young master Han Yu know that facing a martial artist who is good at capturing martial arts, the most taboo thing is to show his limbs and joints?"
Then he admired: "Wu Liancheng has fully obtained the requirements of'Lixiong', so be it!"
"Sister Qiuyan, what does Lixiong mean?" Li Yarou seemed to hear this word for the first time.
"Lixiong said that the white spot means strong body and strength, which is a prerequisite for learning and using grappling.
As the saying goes: ‘We must be poisonous, we must be cruel, strength is the foundation. Baiqiao Baineng, powerless and unrealistic. ’
Wu Liancheng was able to reach "Lixiong" at the age of twenty, and his innate aptitude and acquired hard work are indispensable. In fact, in Wu Liancheng's current state, he can only wait to seal his throat and break his arms and break his bones. "
Following the explanation of Qiuyan, a senior martial artist, Wu Liancheng's hands in the field have been connected to Han Yu Xiaotian's arm joints.
After that, Wu Liancheng screamed, his inner strength revolved, his hands twisted together, a huge force enough to twist the tendons of the beef tendons instantly fell on the joint of Hanyu Xiaotian's left arm...
The outcome is clear!
Yixue, Qiuyan and others saw that the long-awaited competition ended so ignorantly, and suddenly felt a little disheartened and dull.
Wu Liancheng also said silently in his heart: "It's over."
He couldn't be more clear about the consequences of his own capture. It had already been tested by hundreds of actual combat competitions, and no one could continue to fight even after being split by himself.
"Is this the person who was praised as strong by Han Yu?" Wu Liancheng was not only hesitant in his heart?
"Huh? No!"
Wu Liancheng suddenly felt something was wrong. In previous competitions, every time he separated his opponent's muscles and twisted his opponent's joints, the subtle feeling would be faithfully fed back to his perception.
However, this time the familiar feeling did not appear!
Wu Liancheng's gaze suddenly looked towards his opponent, but he saw the Hanyu smiling sky with a calm face all the time, and the deep eyes that looked like a secluded pool...
The other side's arm joints that should have been split by himself are intact!
"how is this possible?"
Wu Liancheng had an expression of seeing a ghost, then he gritted his teeth in disbelief, once again used his strength, and used the thirty-six-style big grabs he relied on one by one...
"Golden wire wrapped around the wrist", "reversed grasping the plow handle", "wind-wound leaves"...
Han Yu Xiaotian's body joints were almost taken care of by Wu Liancheng, but what disappointed Wu Liancheng was that the result was the same as before, and the other party remained motionless.
In the past, he had twisted and broken numerous joints of the human body that he couldn't be more familiar with, and it seemed that Hanyu Xiaotian was no longer a weakness.
Wu Liancheng had an illusion, it seemed that what he was trying to twist now was not a human joint, but an unshakable steel body that had been forged numerous times.
And he also found some clues: through the subtle perception of his own hands, Wu Liancheng found that the strength of the opponent's bones was shocking, and the flexibility and strength of the muscles and veins at the joints far exceeded his imagination!
Even the muscle tissue and skin that should have been weak were not damaged in the slightest under his hands that were enough to crush the hardwood.
"What kind of body is this?
Steel and iron bones?
No, his body strength should far exceed that of steel bars!
It's not that Wu Liancheng has never encountered warriors who practice hard skills like iron cloth shirts and steel iron bones, but their physical strength is still far from comparable to the seemingly weak and quiet young man in front of him.
I didn't expect that after I tried my best, I still returned without success, and I didn't even find out where the opponent's bottom line was!
What made Wu Liancheng unacceptable most was that the opponent did not make any moves from beginning to end!
This is the first time Wu Liancheng has encountered such an opponent in so many years.
He let go of the hands that were still holding Hanyu Xiaotian's wrist and elbow joints and got up to stand up straight, looking pale at this teenager who was a few years younger than himself.
"I lost!"
