Ling Ang swung his body and dodged it, then turned it back and slashed towards Lan Yuchi's shoulder.
Before Lan Yuchi's legs could be withdrawn, he felt a strong wind pressing against his shoulders. He hurriedly bent his body backwards, and Ling Ang's legs swept over his head.
He was about to straighten his waist when Ling Ang swung his legs and kicked him over with another move.
Ling Ang's two movements were completed in one go, without any pause in between. Lan Yuchi avoided the first one, but time did not allow him to avoid the second one.
Ling Ang kicked his waist hard, and he retreated several meters before he stood firm.
Ling Ang took advantage of the victory and took great strides towards him, preparing to have a series of multiple kicks.
Lan Yuchi narrowed his eyes and pretended to retreat, but a backflip hook came in the middle. During the process of turning back, he kicked Ling Ang's chest directly.
Ling Ang realized that it was too late to hit the clock. He kicked his chest and shook his body a few times, almost falling down.
Lan Yuchi made another move and continued to attack Ling Ang. Ling Ang quickly flashed to the side, then reached out to wrap his hand around his waist, and threw Lan Yuchi to the ground.
He was about to step forward and hold Lan Yuchi down, but he knew that Lan Yuchi was extremely sensitive to react. He took advantage of the situation and swept his legs towards Ling Ang’s feet. Ling Ang was immediately swept to the ground.
Both of them fell to the ground and stared at each other tightly.
After a few rounds, both of them were attacked by each other twice, and they could only adjust their breath deeply and wait for the battle.
The two looked at each other for a while and started a new round of attacks.
Along the way, various side empty spaces, various somersaults, various swing legs, and various hook kicks were exquisitely displayed on the two of them.
Both of them were attacked by each other.
Because the two of them are of the same size and are very familiar with various tackles of Taekwondo, they still struggled hard to solve and sweat wet their bodies after half an hour.
Not only were the two injured on many sides, but they had colorful colors on their faces and foreheads, one green and one red.
Zheng Yan and Xu You watched from the side, anxious.
Both of them have no difference in their skills. If they continue to fight like this, they will be afraid something will happen.
They looked at each other and hurriedly ran over and pulled the two of them away.
"Go away." Ling Ang and Lan Yuchi drank at the same time.
But neither Xu You nor Zheng Yan paid attention to their orders and tried their best to separate them.
But the two of them broke free violently, as if they wanted to fight each other to the death.
Xu You advised: "Mr. Lan, you and Ling Ang are both the flesh on the old lady's heart. If both of them are injured in the defeat, the old lady will vomit blood."
Zheng Yan's face was also filled with worry, "Ang, you were injured last time and your body has not fully recovered. If this continues, there will be problems again."
Ling Ang stared at Lan Yuchi unwillingly, "But if I don't beat him, he won't tell me where Aoshuang is."
Lan Yuchi couldn't help but feel suspicious when he heard Ling Ang repeatedly saying that he was hiding Wang Aoshuang.
And judging by Ling Ang’s reaction during the fight just now, his thinking was clearer than anyone else’s.
Could it be that Wang Aoshuang is really not dead?
He asked quickly: "What the hell is this?"
Ling Ang angrily scolded, "Lan Yuchi, if you promise me to win, tell me, are you still pretending?"
Lan Yuchi's face changed slightly, "Actually, I don't know what happened at all. The reason I promised you was because Aoshuang chose you during her lifetime.