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Chapter 1609 First defeat!

Huaiyuan's move doesn't seem to be fast, but that's just an illusion.

His sweeps forward with great force and he is strong. With great force, his speed naturally doesn't seem that fast.

But if anyone really thinks that the speed is slow, he will suffer a great loss.

Fortunately, Dongfang Jing is a woman who enjoys fighting all day long and is not so lacking in experience.

In the past, Dongfang Jing would fight all day long and learn from his experiences.

After she arrived in Qinhe City, all the women Fang Qin could fight were pulled and discussed by her.

If Fang Qin hadn't had time, she would have pulled Fang Qin to fight all day long.

So in comparison, Huaiyuan's combat experience may not be as rich as Dongfang Jing.

Faced with Huaiyuan's move, Dongfang Jing immediately turned his fist into a palm and slapped Huaiyuan's elbow joint bones.

The Long Family Fist's palm power is strong, and it is a slap at such a close distance. If Dongfang Jing's palm and Huaiyuan's sweep collision would definitely be a result of both losses.

Just by competing with martial arts, Huaiyuan didn't have to fight with Dongfang Jing, so he temporarily shrank his hand, and at the same time he retreated back and slapped out with his palm.

Huaiyuan's few strokes were completed in one go, which was very smooth, which made the people watching the game admire him.

Without years of immersion in Shaolin boxing skills, there was no way to beat a set of boxing techniques so smoothly.

Bang!

Dongfang Jing and Huaiyuan touched their palms, and everyone thought they would be shaken away immediately. But what they didn't expect was that after the palms just touched each other, Dongfang Jing, who had retreated back, kicked his back foot, and moved forward and continued to slap his palm.

Huaiyuan had just stood firm, and Dongfang Jing had already slapped her in front of her with a palm.

Huaiyuan came to meet him with an instinctive palm, bang!

Just as he took the palm, Dongfang Jing slapped out another palm!

Everyone around Fang Qin couldn't help but say in surprise: "This chain hand move is so familiar, why do you seem to have seen it somewhere?"

"Damn! This female Tyrannosaurus learned my move!" Fang Qin rolled her eyes. Isn't this move his way to deal with Cheng Bolong at the China National Martial Arts Conference?

Cheng Bolong smiled slightly: "It's indeed your move."

Fang Qin chuckled awkwardly at Cheng Bolong: "Look at the competition and wait for a discussion later."

Sexy sex...

Dongfang Jing slapped more than a dozen palms with the same force in one breath, and Huaiyuan also took it with force.

The two of them had a whirring sound of their palm wind, and even the air driven by their palm wind made a friction puff sound, which showed how powerful it was!

Logically speaking, Dongfang Jing was able to attack his opponent with his inertia and momentum, but he took over Dongfang Jing's ten consecutive palms, and Huaiyuan's feet did not move in an inch!

The monks in Shaolin Temple also have a lot of heart. This is Huaiyuan. If they were replaced by other Huai generations, they might not be able to completely take over these dozen palms without moving their steps.

One goes up and the other goes down. Dongfang Jing's more than a dozen palms blasted out in one breath made her exhausted a lot of energy. Huaiyuan is defending, which will save some energy.

As soon as Dongfang Jing's momentum was weak, Huaiyuan began to counterattack.

call!

Huaikong called Dongfang Jing's face with a very plain punch. If Dongfang Jing didn't hide, he would have to break the situation.

Of course, Dongfang Jing is not so easy to surrender.

With his head tilted, Dongfang Jing avoided the punch, and swept forward like a cat, turning his claws with one hand and grabbing Huaikong's left shoulder.

After feinting attack for so long, Dongfang Jing was waiting for such an opportunity!

"Success!" Dongfang Jing was happy and grabbed Huaikong's left shoulder with five fingers accurately.

While Dongfang Jing succeeded, Fang Qin closed his eyes helplessly and shook his head.

"How could this happen!" When Dongfang Jing found that his claw had not achieved substantial effect, she knew that she had been fooled and her face changed wildly.

Bang!

Huaiyuan punched Dongfang Jing’s chest under Dongfang Jing’s neck, and flew five or six meters away.

Dongfang Jing tumbling in the air for a while, and after landing, he took three or four steps back, finally gaining a firm foothold.

In the first game, Dongfang Jing lost.

Dongfang Jing was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He was not inferior to Huaiyuan's palm power and was not inferior to his combat skills. If he lost, he lost because of his mistake in his judgment!

But if she loses, she loses. What can she do?

You should know that I am just competing in the martial arts competition. Huaiyuan has shown mercy just now, just knocking her away and not hurting her.

If I really arrived on the battlefield, I would have been seriously injured even if I didn't die.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing regained his calmness and bowed to Huaiyuan: "I lost, thank you for your mercy."

"Fisting is only used to strengthen the body and defend ourselves, not to fight for strength and ruthlessness, Amitabha." Huaiyuan put his hands together and retreated.

Dongfang Jing was angry again. Was Huaiyuan talking about using boxing to fight hard? Hum, Hum!

Even though she was angry, Dongfang Jing still lost, so she had to retreat in shame.

Although Fang Qin and his group didn't say anything about her and comforted her, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.

The monks of Shaolin Temple couldn't help but feel proud: How about it, have you fallen? He just sent a woman to challenge our Huaiyuan, but he almost didn't!

The Buddha said that monks cannot have the will to win, but now the monks in China are different from the past.

Haven’t you seen that China is building magnificent temples everywhere, and the merit box is getting bigger and bigger. The first incense stick of a temple on the first day of the Lunar New Year was auctioned for 110,000 yuan?

In comparison, these monks who practice martial arts are already very good, but they are just a little superior in martial arts.

Of course, they also admitted that if Yuan Ruo had not asked Huaiyuan to deal with Dongfang Jing just now, other slightly weaker people would have lost.

After all, my elders and masters have the eyesight, hehe.

Yuan Ruo smiled slightly and said, "Fang Qin, for fairness, I will send people first in the second game, and you will decide who is of similar strength to be his opponent."

Fang Qin nodded: "Okay, then thank you Master."

The monks did not expect that Yuan Ruo would actually ask Fang Qin to choose someone of similar strength to be the opponent of the contestant on his side, and his brows frowned slightly.

They were not afraid of Fang Qin's move and used people with higher strength to deal with their people, but were doubting whether Fang Qin had this vision.

You know, only Yuan Ruo and three monks of the Shi generation in the entire Shaolin Temple have this ability. Is Fang Qin good?

"Huaisha, come on." Ignoring the suspicion of his disciples, Yuan Ruo shouted, and a monk who was also in his forties walked to the middle of the martial arts training ground.

Fang Qin glanced at the monk and smiled and said, "Juan'er, you go there."

"Okay!" Yang Juan walked to Huaisha, hugged Huaisha and clasped her fists, "Please give me advice!"

Huaisha nodded: "Female donor, please!"

As soon as Huaisha's word "please" was released, Yang Juan had already rushed to Huaisha's eyes, and a series of storm-like fist shadows were covering Huaisha.
Chapter completed!
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