About half an hour later, the arena where the group was standing finally welcomed a new group of challengers.
The one here is Seven Star Mantis Boxing. According to part-time tour guide Hu Yifei, this is a northern style boxing method that combines the essence of eighteen martial arts schools in the north with complex and diverse techniques and is quite entertaining.
There are no less than dozens of single boxing routines, known to the outside world as the Thirty-two Mantis Hands...
Yan Weiwei cared about the audience's feelings and spent two minutes to let them complete a set of punches.
Then, they rushed towards the next arena...
The higher up the mountain, the stronger the opponent became. Halfway up the mountain, Yan Weiwei was forced to kick out her legs for the first time, kicking a Shaolin boxing disciple who was steady in punching and losing his fighting ability.
"This girl has been out in the wild for several years. I thought her strength would have declined, but now it seems... she is not lazy." Mr. Yan said happily, stroking his beard.
Meng Lang couldn't help but be curious.
"Isn't that why she's not lazy? Apart from taking out food and watching the drama "Ge Youpara" at home, what else has she done for this salted fish?"
"Well... does it count to practice dancing every weekend?" Xiao Yu recalled.
"Sister Weiwei is so good at dancing on the mat. Her speed is so dizzying that I can't even keep up."
"Well……"
Is this possible?
Well, the dance mat is indeed a test of nerve response and body coordination...
Could this be the legendary practice of walking, sitting and lying down?
…
The sun rises slowly until it shines brightly.
As time goes by, the competition in various arenas hidden among the mountains and rivers becomes more and more intense, and the temperature seems to feel the warm atmosphere gradually rising...
"Bang!" A big man fell heavily to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
The big man was about to get up, but the next moment, a toe was already touching his throat, and his face suddenly froze.
Yan Weiwei retracted her long legs and said "accept"!
"I declare that Twelve Road Tan Leg wins this competition!"
"Yeah!" The crowd cheered.
Even Yan Feng, who had always pretended to be calm and calm, finally couldn't help but smile.
Just because there is a small flag fluttering in the wind next to the arena, with a number written on it... 10!
This means that they have successfully reached the top ten.
It’s only nine steps away from reaching the top!
"Master Yan, would you like to 'defend the mountain' or continue to 'climb the mountain'?"
"We...choose Moriyama!"
To everyone's expectation, Yan Feng actually chose to guard the mountain at this time.
"Huh?" Yan Weiwei frowned. "Why? You don't plan to be satisfied with just finishing in the top ten, right? This is different from what we agreed!"
The agreement is that Yan Weiwei will win only when she reaches the top. What do you mean by asking me to defend the ring when she reaches tenth?
"Don't worry, I didn't say not to continue going up, it's just a strategic rest."
Yan Feng looked at Yan Weiwei who was a little helpless.
"First, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is at its strongest and the temperature is at its highest. Competing at this time will put a greater strain on your physical strength.
Second, those who can reach the top ten are already strong opponents. We must deal with each one with all our strength. You need to return to your best condition.
Third, the so-called snipe and clam fight, the fisherman wins..."
He didn't continue, but everyone understood what he meant.
Along the way, although that Li Lei didn't defeat all the powerful enemies for them, he definitely helped a lot, making their climb to the summit much smoother.
There is an overtaking technique in racing called "wake overtaking".
What it means is that there will be a vacuum and low-pressure area behind the wake of a fast racing car. As long as you can follow it, you can reduce the wind resistance and finally wait for an opportunity to overtake.
It's the same situation now. Li Lei's goal must be to reach the top, so as long as he follows him, he can help him deal with some of his powerful enemies.
Slow down your own climbing speed and wait until the strong enemy in front is exhausted, and their chances of reaching the top will naturally increase.
Everyone nodded in agreement, and even Meng Lang couldn't help but give Yan Feng a thumbs up.
If nothing else, if you go further, you will meet that Li Lei...
If we stay out of the way for now, let alone other things, we may easily move up a few places in the ranking.
However, Yan Feng's wishful thinking did not succeed.
Because soon, they met losers coming down from the mountain, and there were three of them at once!
It seems that it still retains its complete combat effectiveness.
Yan Weiwei could only play one game against the former "No.9" of this team.
It has to be said that there are not many mediocre players who can make it into the top ten. It took her a full quarter of an hour to defeat these three "poking feet" disciples who took turns to play.
The Yuhuan Steps and Yuanyang Kicks performed by the opponent are both styles based on legs and feet. It is said that they were the techniques used by Wu Songzui to defeat Jiang Menshen.
In the intense moments, the shadows of legs flying on the field were dizzying.
During this period, Fan Shigang also wanted to come on for a substitute match, but was knocked out in one minute without any suspense.
This fully illustrates how unreliable Yan Feng is as a disciple of Tanji...
To make matters worse, just after the game ended, another challenger from the bottom of the mountain came up to challenge him.
"Can't wait any longer!"
Yan Weiwei, who had played another round, wiped her sweat and looked at the setting sun.
Now she not only needs to compete with her opponents, but also has to race against time...
Yan Feng also sighed helplessly.
The position of tenth place is not a pure land. The climbers at the bottom of the mountain are probably full of energy and ready to rush up.
However, after delaying for so long, I think Li Lei, who poses the greatest threat, must have rushed to the front...
So, after a brief rest of more than ten minutes, they came to the ninth round.
Then... I saw the man sitting on the bluestone with his eyes closed and meditating...
Li Lei!
Everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"According to the opponent's previous speed, after so long, he shouldn't still be in the ninth round! Unless..."
Yan Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.
Obviously, the other party has exactly the same idea as him!
Everyone wanted to accumulate strength before sprinting to the finish line, but unfortunately, their plans failed, but they happened to face the opponent who was waiting for work...
The first time he saw Li Lei, Meng Lang sighed inwardly.
The inertia of history still allows what should have happened to continue to happen...
He calmly took a few steps back, walked to the end of the line as if nothing had happened, and then took out a book in his arms very naturally and opened the first page.
Xiao Yu noticed his little movements and asked strangely, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
"Shh! Look at the guide!"
Xiaoyu: “???”
…
"Ahem! It turns out to be Master Yan from Twelve Road Tanji. Long time no see!"
When Master Li of Bajiquan saw a group of people going up the mountain, he covered his mouth and nose and coughed, then smiled and crossed hands with Yan Feng.
"Yes, I heard that Master Li has accepted a good apprentice. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."
To be continued...