Hwarang did not sit idle because of Kong Liang's angry glare. He kept waving to the young girls in the audience, causing some frivolous girls to scream loudly. Wynn also began to hate him.
If a man has a good rapport with a woman, he will often not have a rapport with a man. This is a wise saying.
As soon as Si Chi started talking, Kong Liang rushed forward impatiently!
I could see his flower stand punch hitting the face and joints with smooth movements, both virtual and solid. The big lover Hwarang seemed to have not gotten over the flirting with the girls, and his evasive movements were extremely clumsy.
But the strange thing is that no matter how embarrassed and hasty he is, Kong Liang's airtight Huajia Fist can never touch a piece of his clothes. Even as he is swaying, he still seems to be thinking about the young woman in the audience.
Kong Liang became even more angry and did not leave any room. He used the "catching wind and shadow" move to press Hwarang's pace, forcing him to the edge of the ring.
At this moment, Hwarang glanced at Suqin who was sitting in the audience watching the battle. He suddenly turned over and floated in front of Suqin. He bowed deeply and handed a delicate flower picked at an unknown time to Suqin.
The piano player~~~
"Hwarang came out of the ring once! Please return to the ring quickly! One more time and he will be eliminated!" Si Ji had never seen such a shameless person and wished he could be kicked out immediately.
In the distance, Nangong Feihong's eyes widened and he clenched his fists. He said to himself: If he dares to touch Miss Suqin, I will go up and beat him just a little bit!
Suqin was a person who had seen the world, so she accepted the flowers without saying a word and handed them directly to her maid.
"Hey~~Falling flowers have meaning, flowing water has love~~~I originally put my heart towards the bright moon~~But the bright moon shines on the ditch~~~Hey~~" Hwarang was filled with regret when he saw this, and slowly returned to the ring.
"Kong Liang, what are you doing? You can't even defeat such an opponent? Hurry up and crush him!" Nangong Feihong said fiercely to Kong Liang.
Kong Liang looked embarrassed: It wasn't that he didn't want to hit, but that he couldn't hit him. He had used all his strength, but his opponent seemed to be very lucky, and his many killing moves failed to hit him at all. Kong Liang pushed his hand to
I spat at him, okay, I had no choice but to do a trick.
The essence of Huajia Quan is to use force without being real. When fighting with the enemy, you use virtual and real moves to make the enemy confused. However, Huajia Quan is not a set of boxing techniques that only rely on changes in moves to win. Kong Liang is not like an ordinary Kongtong disciple.
He practiced all the time, but in the end he was not good at anything, and could not cultivate the ultimate secret of anything. His more than ten years of hard training made him perfect in Huajia Quan, and he had a thorough understanding of the changes in moves and the extension of moves.
I saw him slowly approaching Hwarang, and when he approached the opponent, his body suddenly sank! His palms were floating upwards and he struck upwards. His moves were very fast and at an awkward angle, and he changed the moves in the middle of the move with complicated and powerful force.
Hwarang seemed to be depressed after being rejected by Miss Suqin. He didn't realize that this seemingly ordinary move was actually his opponent's killing move. He didn't realize it until Kong Liang's flying palms almost hit his face.
He leaned forward and actually caught the weight of Qianjun's blow with his hands!
Kong Liang felt as if his hands were hitting an extremely thick iron plate. What he felt was not only a sharp crack in the tiger's mouth, but also a fracture of the last little finger bone. The pain immediately made him sweat profusely, while Hwarang seemed to be unable to do anything.
As if nothing happened, he walked up to Kong Liang openly.
"Now it's time for you to go down and get some air~~There are too many people here~~Don't you think so?" The kind smile on Hwarang's handsome face looked like a fierce god to Kong Liang!
Kong Liang really wanted to punch his charming chin so hard that he wouldn't be able to say anything mean! But he couldn't even hold his fist. The opponent's faint aura of intimidation made him unable to say anything mean!
The courage evaporated.
Hwarang was waiting patiently.
After a while, Kong Liang put down his fists that could no longer be clenched and lowered his head.
"The Hwarang of the Beggar Clan wins!" the Secretary read out reluctantly in a low voice.
Amidst the noise of the spectators in the audience, the third round of competition ended. As expected, there was one more topic of discussion, and that was the sudden appearance of the Hwarang of the Beggar Clan.
Although Wynn and Red Crow don't like this new Hualang, they know very well: this person is definitely not a thing in the pond!
Since then, the Kongtong sect has been completely wiped out. Nangong Feihong went to visit, but found that the building was empty.
After a few days, the Red Crow organized several rounds of symbolic competitions, with the purpose of eliminating everyone except those on the list. The competition progressed as calmly as the scenery of the West Lake, and finally it was almost
There are only nine contestants left on their list plus one Hwarang who broke out halfway. The candidates for the top ten have been finalized, and the conference has given the players a week to rest; the top ten competition will be held a week later.
Wynn and Red Crow were discussing the next step of the martial arts tournament. Suddenly Qiqige came in angrily and shouted at the two of them: "You are too bullying? Why do you do this to me? What did I do wrong?
After saying that, she slammed the table with her small fist very fiercely, causing the cup on the seat to tremble violently! The tea in Wynn's tea set danced and splashed all over them.
Wynn was already dissatisfied with her bad temper. He pointed at her nose and said, "If you are unhappy following us, please leave! Don't treat this place as your own backyard. You can be as wild as you want!"
Qiqige has never been so angry since she was born. She has always been strong and her eyes are filled with tears! It looks like a flash flood is about to break out!
"Okay, okay! Stop making trouble! Let's talk about what's going on first!" Wynn was most afraid of the woman's move and his tone couldn't help but soften a bit.
"You all have something to do, but I don't! What do you think of me? I'm not a waste who only eats and spends money! You~~you~ look down on me!" Qiqige really started crying, which made Wynn feel
Very surprised: So she can cry? The scene of Qiqige calmly stabbing Naren to death seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, and he couldn't help but shudder!
But what I mean is that Wynn and Red Crow are busy with martial arts competitions all day long, Yu Dayong is busy with protection and military camp matters; Miss Liu is responsible for communicating and coordinating with various martial arts people and waiting for opportunities to recruit. And Qiqige
What are you doing?~~There is really nothing for her to do. In the beginning, she was enjoying herself and leisurely traveling around, but as time goes by, she will get tired of playing. Especially when she sees other people busy and busy.
When you act like a superfluous person, you will definitely not feel good.
Wynn was thinking hard about what he should let her do: go to the military camp? Forget it because of her undisciplined spirit, let's not make trouble. Go help Miss Liu? Forget it, that job is very technical, and her speaking skills are probably good.
Turn me into a public enemy in martial arts. Come and help us plan a martial arts competition? Forget it~~~~~~Forget it~~~
Suddenly he had an idea: "Qiqige, I want to give you a very important task."
Qiqige immediately regained her vitality upon hearing this: "Really? What kind of mission is it? Tell me quickly!"
"Well~~ Wynn pretended to be serious and said: "I want you to find out the background of that beggar huarong! Find out who he is? Who is his master? What is his temperament? You just need to put these few things together.
Once you figure it out, that’s the first thing you can do!”
"Hmph! What do I think is a difficult task? Isn't it just to check a person's background? Look at me! In less than three days, I will know all about eight generations of his ancestors!" After that, Qiqige slipped away.