Chapter 504: Dinghaizhen

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star dragon, we ca n’t think that we actually reached the final moment in this martial arts conference, although our Fighting is related to the ranking of the world's top ten masters, but it does not need to be divided into births and deaths. Frankly speaking, I can stick to this, my heart is already calm. I have a suggestion, I don't know what you mean? "
Just when Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun faced each other, Liu Jiajun suddenly spoke.
"Ok?"
Hearing these words, Zhao Xinglong felt the breath of Liu Jiajun, and he didn't have a bit of fighting fiercely. Like his words, he had no intention of killing and fighting hard. It was indeed calm.
So Zhao Xinglong said happily: "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Old rules, join hands."
Liu Jiajun smiled gently.
As soon as he said this, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Many people did not expect that at the most fierce moment of the martial arts conference, in the final life-and-death fight, Liu Jiajun actually proposed such a gentle duel method.
Joining hands to try, it was originally that the older generation of masters of martial arts had good communication with each other in the Republic of China, which can not only try the depth of the kung fu, but also avoid the casualties caused by life and death.
However, this kind of hand-in-hand can't try out the actual combat skills. In actual combat, the kaleidoscope is ever-changing, and life and death are not instantaneous.
Now Liu Jiajun proposes such a gentle confrontation, which is too incompatible with the atmosphere of fierce fighting in the martial arts conference. It was as if a romantic detail was suddenly injected into the horror film, which greatly diluted the blood of the extremely nervous.
"Well, we are both Chinese. We are all in the same room. Why do we have to worry about each other? Let's try our best, and it's exactly what I want."
Zhao Xinglong laughed, and felt very comfortable.
The two smiled at each other and seemed to have completely forgotten the scramble for the top ten martial arts conferences. They forgot the merits and demerits. The two young masters communicated easily.
Stand relatively. Putting four hands together is like pushing a hand in Tai Chi.
As soon as the bell rang, the two moved at the same time, Zhao Xinglong held his breath and bulged his hands. Sending upwards, elbows used force, and used the "jerking gun" in the eight pole fist, but the strength was not.
Liu Jiajun stepped back and pulled back with his hand, using a "slow turn mill" to hold Zhao Xinglong's momentum and wait for the other party's potential to be exhausted. Reverse the past.
Zhao Xinglong turned slightly. A stomach lifted, and my feet went back. Both hands collapsed and lifted sharply. He wanted to make Liu Jiajun collapse
Liu Jiajun raised his eyebrows and planted his feet on his feet. Depressed, suddenly turned under his feet, turned out to be a "five-star renju" peerless.
Zhao Xinglong, the next inattentive, was actually taken to lose his balance a little, and the center of gravity shifted backwards.
"Okay!" Liu Jiajun's eyes lit up, and he turned around, followed by an eight-maximum beam, and he was about to fly Zhao Xinglong.
However, in this vital can, Zhao Xinglong's body swayed from side to side, and suddenly it sank like the ground, like a reef washed by thousands of years of seawater. No matter how Liu Jiajun picked it, he remained motionless.
Just after Liu Jiajun did not stir up, Zhao Xinglong immediately fought back, his hands were still sticking, and he pressed down. With one press, Liu Jiajun felt a strong rush, and the body could not help the Lord for several consecutive steps to withdraw his effort, and Both hands left Zhao Xinglong's hand.
The hands of the two didn't fit together anymore.
"Huh? Xinglong, what kind of kung fu did you just do?" Liu Jiajun asked in surprise after he separated.
"This is my practice on the seabed for three years. I have fixed my body according to the undercurrent and created a style of body called Dinghaizhen."
Zhao Xinglong smiled.
"It's a good idea to set the needle in the sea. Sure enough, I lost the hand. Today's contest, I have benefited a lot, and I will grow in the future!" Liu Jiajun smiled and walked out of the venue gently.
Although Liu Jiajun conceded defeat, in the hearts of many masters present, he felt that this young man had a unique charm.
At the same time, Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun played this match, which can be said to be the most peaceful match in the martial arts conference.
But the master can see that the skill of the two players is not easier than the duel of life and death, and the gold content is also very high.
At this moment, Wang Chao, GOD, Ba Liming, Yan Yuanyi, style, Yue Peng, Huo Linger, Luo Xiaomeng, Tan Wendong, Bai Quanyi, Zhu Hongzhi were still left in the venue.
The last twelve people of the Budo Assembly, that is to say, there are two venues to fight, and two people will be eliminated, and the top ten places will be truly settled.
All locals began to look up, and finally determined the ranking of the two games.
The large screen of the computer, endless flashing, fixed on the two names.
Huo Ling'er.
Luo Xiaomeng.
"Giggle, giggling." Seeing his name, Luo Xiaomeng played, and his eyes were on Huo Ling'er who was coming down: "Aren't we here to join hands like Xinglong and Jiajun?"
Huo Ling'er raised his hand: "I heard that you learned a lot of kung fu with Chang Mei, and you have learned all of his boxing skills. You can also be regarded as his successor. I played with you today, and it was also me. A confrontation between the master and your master, let's go. "
"Good!" Luo Xiaomeng looked at Huo Ling'er's eyes, and his heart was tight, he didn't speak anymore, but he kept guarding his own spirit, didn't relax, and quickly accumulated strength.
The bell rings!
Luo Xiaomeng's feet flashed like a burst of fire, approaching Huo Ling'er with an indescribable speed, and punched.
Huo Ling'er turned around and stepped back, stepping like a lotus, stepping his hands backwards, and hitting him with a "Drunken Concubine Drunk", thrashing violently, and struck Luo Xiaomeng's head. Luo Xiaomeng raised his hand and separated, wrapped around his backhand, strangling with the twisting of his backhand, and pierced the other with a hole, Tieqi protruded his sword and shot! Stick to Huo Ling'er's throat bone.
Between the two. It's just a trick. It seems that it is a common enemy, and it is in stark contrast with Zhao Xinglong and Liu Jiajun's confrontation in the front, which makes the presence on the scene feel like a world away.
Huo Ling'er wouldn't let Luo Xiaomeng hit his throat, and lifted his palm, his slender five fingers shone with a touching luster, as if it contained all the magic in this world, giving people a grasp feel.
Her five fingers crossed her throat. With a light grasp, he pinched Luo Xiaomeng's wrist. At the same time, the "Old Ape Pulling" technique was repeatedly used to break Luo Xiaomeng's bones.
But Luo Xiaomeng's bones seemed to be so soft as cotton, and his skin seemed to slip like loach, slipping. It slipped out of Huo Ling'er's five fingers.
This is actually the skill of "slipping the palm" among the gossip palms.
After "slipping" out, Luo Xiaomeng's eyes closed, his left foot lifted up casually, he flicked out sideways, kicked into the inner leg of Huo Ling'er's calf.
Huo Ling'er leaned down, one-handed like a sickle, and slashed toward his leg, which was exactly what he wanted. Hook to Luo Xiaomeng's legs.
Where to know. Luo Xiaomeng's leg was a false move. After kicking out, he turned around again. After a cut, his hands burst out. With the momentum of the storm, he hit Huo Ling'er's back.
Thunderstorm!
Huo Ling'er suddenly had a big fishing waist. The whole waist seemed to rotate around the human body in a twisted manner. After only one turn, he escaped Luo Xiaomeng's thrashing.
"Ok?"
Luo Xiaomeng didn't expect that Huo Ling'er actually hid like this, and between the other party's rotation, it was obvious that the fingertip of the other's right hand was sharply hot, obviously it was gathering strength, and it was about to hit .
"Did I have no defense?" Luo Xiaomeng sensed this, moved his heart, stepped back two steps, and suddenly moved three more steps, punching out diagonally, expecting the enemy to take the lead and hit Huo Linger's strength Fingers gathered.
Where do you know that the temperature change of Huo Ling'er's fingers suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never condensed his strength? At the same time, in the induction of Luo Xiaomeng, the other party's left foot was full of blood Explode a leg at any time.
"not good!"
Luo Xiaomeng only knew then that Huo Ling'er was changing the qi and blood in his body at this moment, to confuse his sensitive sense, thus causing an illusion.
"Her blood is so fascinating! Do whatever you want!"
Judgment mistakes, fall off.
Luo Xiaomeng showed a slight flaw in his mind, calmed down quickly, took a step back, and put on a defensive position.
Huo Ling'er smiled coldly, his hands and feet were shot repeatedly, and he showed his fencing momentum, attacking both hands in a row, "Silver Python" "Golden Scale", two types of fast attack with hands instead of swords, all directions Attacked every loophole of Luo Xiaomeng.
"Silver Python" and "Golden Scale" are the most rapid attacks in ancient swordsmanship, and they are the most suitable for a quick break in one go. Now they are on display at this critical juncture. com ~ Luo Xiaomeng was blocked from left to right. Although he was on the defensive, he did not fall down at all. His breath was very long, showing the strength to be completely comparable to Huo Ling'er.
However, after finishing two strokes of fast action, Huo Linger seemed to have raised his attacking momentum to the peak. Suddenly, he shook his feet, raised his hands high, and slammed the whole body. .
Between the seals, the fist and arm were in contact, and Luo Xiaomeng was shocked. After a few steps back, he stabilized his body. His face was flushed, his eyebrows were raised, and he took a deep breath before he was stabilized. Shocked blood.
"Huh? You actually came next to my earth-shattering seal? It's just blood and blood floating! Sure enough!" Huo Ling'er saw Luo Xiaomeng and didn't start, but stopped, and there was a trace of surprise on his face.
"What a fierce punching power." Luo Xiaomeng took a few deep breaths and lifted his hand. "You have taken the blood from your body into a fascinating state. It only takes a few months to recuperate into the realm of Dandao. One step, at this juncture, victory or defeat has no meaning anymore. This martial arts conference, I have all the things I want. I have seen, experienced, felt, this wealth is more than the top ten The name is much more important, and I do n’t want to fight. "
After talking, Luo Xiaomeng rubbed his hand, not to say he lost, but went straight out.
However, her behavior is equivalent to exit. If you do not admit defeat, you lose.
Luo Xiaomeng's retreat, martial arts meeting, there are only eleven people left!
In the last game, the top ten were eliminated.
All people, including countless people watching in front of the broadcast, held their breath.
On the big screen of the computer, the names of the two people jumped out for a long time.
Yue Peng.
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