Wan Lin and Mu Hong walked to the stage, and Wan Lin first saluted Mu Hong with clasped fists. Seeing that Wan Lin was so knowledgeable and sensible, Mu Hong nodded secretly and said, "Not bad, come on, young man." Wan Lin knew that Mu Hong
Hong relied on his status and would not make the first move, so he waved his hand and symbolically hit Mu Hong. When Mu Hong saw that Wan Lin was unwilling to take advantage of him, he unceremoniously started to chop and punch, and then burst into blows.
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Wan Lin and Zhang Wa's strategy was just to dodge left and right. The two moved quickly on the field. Mu Hong attacked for a long time without even touching Wan Lin's clothes. Mu Hong's face was a bit ugly, and he slowly slowed down his attack.
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The referee sitting next to Dean Wan, Lu Ji, the president of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, looked at it for a while, and his face changed a little, "Why are you recruiting this Xingyiquan master? This person is one of the few internal masters I have seen.
, you should be careful."
When Dean Wan heard what the expert said, he looked a little nervous, "What, what did you find?" Lu Ji looked at the field and said, "Look at Mu Hong's attack. At the beginning, he moved very fast, and his fists and feet made a sound, but now he moves
Slowing down, punching, and raising his feet without a trace of wind, he controlled his strength with his breath. This internal skill will suddenly increase in strength after it comes into contact with the target, and it is extremely destructive.
This kind of strength will gradually control the opponent's movement."
When Xiaoya and others around the dean heard Lu Ji's explanation, their faces changed drastically and they looked at Wan Lin nervously.
As the experts said, Wan Lin on the field had already felt Mu Hong's aura, and he felt stagnant when he moved.
He took a deep breath, suddenly clapped his hands hard, and with a "pop" sound, he slowly spread his hands outward. Mu Hong suddenly felt a breath of air coming towards him with Wan Lin's extended hands. He
He was shocked in his heart. He had never seen anyone with such a strong aura. He took a deep breath, strengthened his aura and pressed towards Wan Lin, and slowly hit Wan Lin's chest with his hand.
The fight between the two men on the court became slower and slower. Mu Hong's face became redder and redder, while Wan Lin's face gradually turned pale. The two formed a sharp contrast. Everyone in the audience stood up nervously.
Mu Hong's senior brother Liu Haibo watched for a long time, then suddenly stood up and walked to Dean Wan and asked, "Dean, can I ask about the origin of this young man?"
Dean Wan turned to look at him without answering. Liu Haibo knew the dean's question and quickly said, "I don't mean anything else. This young man's kung fu is the only martial arts wizard in the country. I have already seen it. The young man has always been on the court."
To save face for my junior brother. I sincerely want to meet this child’s teacher and ask for advice on martial arts. Through the martial arts shown by this child on the court, I know it must be my nephew’s fault. A person with good martial arts ethics
You will not hurt anyone casually. I am here to apologize to the college and you on behalf of the sect." After saying this, he bowed deeply to Dean Xiangwan.
Dean Wan quickly stood up and raised his hands to the other party, "Don't take it seriously. If Junior Brother Ling was like you, this competition would not have happened." He did not answer Wan Lin's teacher, but just looked towards the field.
, I saw Wan Lin slowly moving around Mu Hong less than 2 meters away, with the palms of his hands always facing Mu Hong.
The movements of the two became slower and slower, and the air under the field became more and more tense. There was no sound in the entire gymnasium. Chengru, Xiaoya and others stood together nervously. Xiaoya held Rongrong's and Lingling's hands respectively.
, the palms of his hands were full of sweat, and his face was frowning.
Mu Hong's movements on the field were getting slower and slower. Every movement seemed to be moving in sticky glue. He was getting more and more frightened. He had used all his strength, but he could not break through the opponent.
The aura spread around.
Liu Haibo saw the fighting situation on the field, clasped his fists to Dean Wan and said, "I admit defeat for my junior brother!" Then he turned around and jumped into the field. He first saluted Wan Lin with clasped fists, then turned his back to Wan Lin, took a deep breath and walked slowly.
He walked towards the fighting circle. He was afraid that Wan Lin would misunderstand that he was coming to help, so he exposed his back to Wan Lin to show that he had no ill intentions.
Seeing Liu Haibo suddenly leaping onto the court, Chengru, Zhang Wa and Dali stood up and were about to leap onto the court. President Wan quickly stopped them. Referee Lu Ji stood up suddenly when he saw Liu Haibo suddenly leaping up. When he saw Liu Haibo's
Knowing that he wanted to separate the two of them, he also waved his hand to Zhang Wa and others to signal them not to move.
When Liu Haibo walked within 2 meters of the two of them, he immediately felt a great resistance. He used his full strength to slowly insert himself between the two. When he got close to about 15 meters, no matter how hard he used his strength, nothing happened.
He couldn't insert it anymore. At this time, Mu Hong's face turned from red to purple.
Seeing Liu Haibo standing nearby, showing his back to him, Wan Lin understood what he meant, slowly retracted his strength, slowly took two steps back, and raised his hand to return a fist to Liu Haibo.
Liu Haibo hugged his fist again gratefully, and took a step forward to support Mu Hong, who was slowly slumping to the ground. He knew that if he didn't come up, Mu Hong would be burned to death by his opponent's internal strength.
This was also the first time for Wan Lin to face off against a master from the inner family. He had just seen Mu Hong keep counterattacking with luck, and he didn't know that he could kill his opponent if he continued to increase his power.
In fact, Mu Hong just had no choice but to fight back with all his strength. He was afraid that once he withdrew his power and his opponent's power rushed over without any hindrance, he would be seriously injured or die on the spot, so he could not fight back with all his strength.
At this time, seeing that Mu Hong was like a puddle of mud and couldn't even stand, Wan Lin couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He quickly ran over and signaled Liu Haibo to put Mu Hong on the ground. He sat cross-legged behind Mu Hong and put his hand on Mu Hong's head.
A hand was placed on the back of his heart. Liu Haibo quickly clasped his fists and took two steps back. He knew that Wan Lin was replenishing his junior brother's energy. The junior brother was already facing a situation of exhausted energy. If he did not have an internal martial arts master who was far superior to him to replenish his energy, the junior brother would not be able to replenish his energy.
This skill is basically useless, and I'm afraid my life is still in danger.
At this time, Lu Ji, the president of the Wushu Association, walked up to Dean Wan and said with gleaming eyes, "Wonderful, so wonderful! I didn't expect to see such a wonderful confrontation between internal masters in my lifetime. You have to take good care of it."
"Introduce these young men to me," he said, reaching out to grab the hand of Chengru who was standing next to the dean, and kept calm to test Chengru's skills.
When Dean Wan saw Lu Ji grabbing Chengru's right hand, he immediately knew that he wanted to test the internal strength of these young men. He took a step back with a smile and carefully observed Chengru's changes.
Chengru, whose right hand was grabbed, suddenly felt that the strength in the old man's hand was getting stronger and stronger. He quickly used the Wanjia Qigong taught by Wan Lin, and a wave of strength rushed to his right hand.