As the saying goes, fighting is like climbing a mountain, one step at a time. There are no rules to follow when fighting with others. It boils down to a process of seeing one's tricks and taking advantage of the situation.
Lu Yu had experienced countless fierce battles in his life, and he had rarely fought so strenuously along the way. It seemed that he really encountered a tough opponent this time! The old man in front of him had tricky and intensive boxing skills and flexible body movements. In his wave,
The staggering footwork of the surge also hides a variety of obscure leg skills, which are difficult to resist when using both hands and feet.
Seeing dozens of rounds pass, the moves were neat and without any flaws.
In such an intense exercise, Xiao Lu, who had just recovered from his injury, was obviously a little overwhelmed, but the drunkard who was in his fifties was getting braver with each fight. In the end, Lu Yu's body skills still depended on his muscles, no matter how good he was.
Controlling the strength, each attack consumes a certain amount of physical strength, but Brother Sanpao's Drunken Fist is extremely good at using gravity and inertia. He gains strength as soon as his body turns. After a fierce battle, this guy is actually not blushing or angry.
Panting, the more you fight, the more energetic you will be!
No, we have to lose at this rate! Lu Yu was anxious and thought hard about how to defeat the enemy. Once he had it, Lu Yu suddenly remembered that there was another trick in his "Mountain-piercing Sun-Moon Foot", which he had never used since his debut.
However, it is rare to meet such a master, why not give it a try!
Thinking that he could do it, Lu Yu deliberately showed a flaw. "Ah!" Facing the blow from Drunken Man, Lu Yu lowered his head and shrank his shoulders, and dodged with a "monkey turn", but there was a gap between these two steps.
In the middle, his right foot tripped on his left heel. With a plop, Lu Yu, who was moving back and forth like a swimming dragon, fell down!
What a great opportunity! How could the battle-hardened Su Sanpao let go of such a good opportunity? He turned over in mid-air and used his whirlwind kick. His right leg opened a gorgeous long arc and covered it! "Ha!" This person fell in the air.
The force was so amazing that the Bagua stage roared!
Then Lu Yu rolled backwards with all his strength. The Drunken Man refused to let go, so he turned into a "withered tree" again. His body spiraled on the ground, and he swept his legs back to grab Lu Yu's calf![
"Hey——" Lu Yu hurriedly used "Plucking Onions on Dry Land", and his body seemed to jump up, barely avoiding it.
"Haha, you lose!" I heard the drunkard shout violently, and a "double peak piercing ear" clamped on Lu Yu's head! What a tricky attack! Lu Yu was in mid-air, unable to avoid it, and his waist
He used so much force that he did a backflip and dodged again!
"What the hell!" The eyes of the veterans sitting in the hall were about to fall off. Are these people human?! It can be said that Brother Sanpao's move is impeccable. Among the people present,
, no one else would have been able to escape. But Lu Yu hid away. What is this kid’s background?
Before he could rejoice for Lu Yu, Brother San Pao caught up with him. His offensive was like the endless flow of the Yangtze River, with a double peak piercing his ears and a backhand. Lu Yu had just landed when the opponent swung forward and hit him with a pair of wrist strikes.
Lu’s chest!——Zhongli hugged Chengwo’s heart.
"Bang——" With a muffled sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Lu Yu's mouth.
"Brother Yu!" Xiao Qi's roar echoed in the hall. Qin Lan was so scared that she covered her mouth. Time moved extremely slowly at that moment. Yes, Lu Yu vomited blood. He really vomited blood. He had a mouthful of blood.
It accumulated in the body a few months ago and was vomited out due to the resonance of the chest.
Is it over? Not yet.
I saw the blood mist from Xiao Lu's mouth going straight to the other side's door, no, directly into Brother Sanpao's eyes! Damn! Su Sanpao quickly blocked the door with his left hand, and put his right hand around Lu Yu's neck. According to his
Experience, at this time, Lu Yu has no strength left to resist. As long as he circles Lu Yu's neck, the next move "Immortal Toast Throat Lock" will be successful. No matter who it is, as long as he is touched by the two fingers of his cup hand
If you clamp your throat, you will be suspicious.
"Three shots!" Following Li Zhao's roar, Su Daxia held his right hand back tightly.
Where is the person? Before he could remove the blood-covered palm, Su Sanpao felt a shock on his forehead, and there was a loud buzzing sound in his ears. At that moment, the drunk hero Su Sanpao immediately fell down, and in the end
None of them understood what all this was about.
It turned out that Lu Yu's blood spurted out, and the Drunken Man used his hands to block it. He hugged Lu Yu based on his intuition, but he didn't expect Lu Yu to use a special skill. This move was called "Kicking the Purple Golden Crown". When he saw the opponent
Lu Yu's big hands reached out, and Lu Yu, who had been hit hard, quickly lowered his body, and patted Lu Yu's hair with his hands. Almost at the same time, Lu Yu's right leg lifted up, swinging to the left, and at the same time, he lifted it up and curled up.
The whole leg that was at right angles was like a sickle poking at the opponent's temple!
Brother San Pao should not have died. Lu Yu, who was seriously injured, missed his aim and missed the vital point with his kick but scraped Brother San Pao's forehead. If not for this, the famous hero of this generation would have been killed on the spot.
"Three shots!" The Hongmen man immediately jumped onto the ring to rescue.
"Get out of the way!" Uncle Feng, who was Gou Chen, pushed everyone away and stepped forward. Everyone knew that Uncle Feng had superb medical skills and quickly made room for them. They saw Uncle Feng beating his chest and pinching people.
After a long time, Brother Sanpao woke up leisurely. Looking at his forehead, it was already swollen, and his originally symmetrical forehead suddenly became distorted. "I'm fine." The old man groaned, shook his head, and bit
Gritting one's teeth is still trying to save face.
"Stop talking, you take a rest." Li Zhao squeezed the old brother's hand with a look of guilt on his face, while Xue Fusheng was even more excited, "Uncle Shi! It's all me" [
"Fu Sheng, I'm fine." Su Sanpao smiled bitterly and looked at Li Zhao and Uncle Feng again, "Brother Zhao, Brother Feng, I'm sorry, I've embarrassed you this time."
Shameful? Where are the words?
Among the people present, no one thought that Su Sanpao was embarrassed. He did lose this battle, but his defeat was not a matter of strength. Lu Yu could win by chance. If not for this blood, otherwise
Su Sanpao stretched out his hand to block it. If it weren't for the strange kicking method of kicking Zijinguan backwards, from the surface, there were too many coincidences hidden in Lu Yu's success, but who can say that Lu Yu's victory was not beautiful enough.
"Are you okay?" On the other side of the ring, Qin Lan was the first to rush to the ring and help Lu Yu up. She ran faster than Xiao Qi. With her help, she placed Lu Yu directly on her soft thighs.
Lu Yu's proud breasts and thick body fragrance enveloped him. After he had just finished spitting, something was ready to move in his nose.
"Send me away, send me away, send me away." Lu Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be pitiful. This time he returned Shang Kun's favor. Su Sanpao is really a tough guy. This ending couldn't be better. I won.
He managed to escape, just by doing this, Lu Yu was in a good mood, and the mouthful of blood was worth it!
"Brother, are you okay?" Seeing Lu Yu's victory, Shang Kun hurried over.
No, Xiao Lu, who must have known that something was wrong, quickly pretended to be dead, and touched the dental hall with his tongue, and activated his internal energy. When Shang Kun came over to touch Lu Yu's pulse gate, Xiao Lu's face was ashen, and he was as angry as a hairpin!
Damn it, this is a sign that your life is in danger! Shang Kun felt sweat on his forehead, "Brother, you can't die!"
"Brother Shang, I cough." Lu Yu's ability to pretend to be dead is really extraordinary, not to mention pitiful. His little look that only appears when parting between life and death has frightened even a veteran like Shang Kun.
"Send him to the hospital." With his crutches touching the edge of the ring, Mr. Qiao took off his hat and said.