Hun Qi was secretly hurt by the carelessness and was ridiculed by Zhang Qilong in public. At this moment, he was also very angry.
No longer the kind of master scene like the past, bomb! It shot up directly!
He launched a more fierce attack on Zhang Qilong.
"Hey! The dog-good guy is just not honest."
"What about three moves that I promised?"
"I just don't admit it after just two tricks?"
"Yes, you guys never admit it anyway!"
Zhang Qilong knew that he was hard-powered and he was no match for Soul Seven at all.
Not to mention winning the Soul Seven, even if you can get a point, it would be considered good.
Only by taking a different approach and finding ways to anger your opponent will you have a chance of winning!
Although he was nagging, his body was not idle.
He kept dodging and moving, avoiding the attack of Soul Seven.
Hun Qi was also surprised when he saw that Zhang Qilong was able to avoid his attack.
I didn't seem to have expected that Zhang Qilong would make such rapid progress in such a short time.
Thinking of this, Soul Qi quickly took a few steps back and separated from Zhang Qilong.
"What's wrong? The Japanese, just these two tricks?"
"It's not enough to tickle your grandpa!"
"If you have any skills, just use them!"
Zhang Qilong said proudly, and the fear and resentment in his heart were uncontrollably released a lot.
"I originally planned to keep some trump cards for Ye Feng. Since that's the case, then I'll collect some interest on you first."
After saying that, the aura on Hun Qi suddenly stood on the side, and his whole body and his rapid speed circled the stage.
At the beginning, Zhang Qilong was able to capture the figure of Soul Seven slightly and barely defend against Soul Seven's attack.
But as the speed of Soul Seven became faster and faster, Zhang Qilong could no longer see the true body of Soul Seven.
Zhang Qilong was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he kept defending and stretched out a punch and tentatively hit it out.
The predictable fleshiness did not appear, but instead made a waste.
"After shadow!"
Zhang Qilong was shocked.
But before he could finish his words, he saw a palm attacking his ribs from the side of Zhang Qilong.
Zhang Qilong turned sideways and barely avoided his palm. He was about to fight back, but the sign of Soul Seven disappeared.
"What should I do, brother? Look at this, senior brother will definitely lose!"
Chu Lingshuang looked at the stage with a worried look on her face, and with one hand anxiously grabbed the clothes out of wrinkles.
"Let's take a look first. Soul Qi's body movement is very strange. If he doesn't work, let him admit defeat. Keep the green mountain and don't worry about losing firewood."
"Oh! It's all my fault, my crow's mouth!"
"If the elder brother really has some things..."
Wang Bin resented himself very much and slapped himself a few times in the face.
Ye Feng looked at the stage coldly. If Soul Qi was really ready to kill Zhang Qilong, he would definitely take action.
No matter what rules or irregular he is, he can no longer bear to lose friends and relatives.
Just as everyone was talking, Soul Qi had already organized another wave of offensives.
Zhang Qilong is originally a strong and powerful route, and is not good at defense.
It is already the limit to be able to defend against Soul Seven's offensive several times. Now it is already difficult to defend against Soul Seven's more fierce attack.
Soon, the body was hit by Soul Seven, and the body was covered with blood.
Even three blood stains were printed on his face, and it seemed that he was scratched by Soul Qi's nails.
At this time, Zhang Qilong covered his chest with one hand, gasping heavily, and looked at Soul Qi not far away with caution.
Seeing Zhang Qilong's embarrassing appearance, Hun Qi did not choose to continue attacking.
"I said, you, no!"
"You'd better go down! A waste!"
"I don't want to kill you!" Hun Qi said in broken Chinese.
It can be said that it is not easy for Zhang Qilong to persevere until now.
Since being injured by the seventh soul that day, Zhang Qilong has doubled his training every day.
Every time I train myself until I can’t lift my arms, it’s over, and it never stops regardless of wind or rain. It is precisely because of seeing Zhang Qilong’s hard work that Ye Feng was also very moved.
Therefore, Zhang Qilong has given many small trainings to guide him in martial arts. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid Zhang Qilong would have been defeated in the first wave of Soul Seven's offensive.
"Pooh!"
Zhang Qilong spit out the blood from his mouth.
"I tell you! We people from Long Country don't have the habit of admitting defeat to the Japanese!"
"Our ancestors can beat you down! I can do it today too!"
After saying that, regardless of his own injuries, Zhang Qilong actually took the initiative to attack Soul Seven.
"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"
Hun Qi said mockingly.
After saying the same trick, he continued to use his ghostly body technique on the stage.
Soon, with a thud, a figure fell heavily on the stage.
Who else could it be if it weren't for Zhang Qilong?
At this time, Zhang Qilong could no longer see the human appearance, and his eyes were swollen and could no longer open.
Blood oozed out of the nose and mouth from time to time.
Soul Qi kicked on Zhang Qilong's back and looked at the crowd in the Chu family martial arts hall arrogantly.
"Call me! Aren't you very arrogant just now?"
"Kneel down, kowtow three times and I will spare you!"
"You little Japanese! You, you dream!"
Zhang Qilong was already in pain and was out of breath.
He knew that even if he kowtowed, Hun Qi would not really let him go based on the grudges between the two sides.
What's more, he is a backbone person!
"Senior Brother, just give up!"
"Yes, senior brother, the hero will not suffer any loss in front of him."
"If you continue like this, you will die!"
Zhang Qilong looked at the worried junior brothers and sisters in the audience, not knowing where the strength came from.
He turned over and pushed away the foot of Hun Qi.
"Go to the gods!"
He punched the soul seven.
But at this moment, Zhang Qilong had no strength. Soul Qi flashed gently, and Zhang Qilong staggered and fell to the ground again.
"Chu Family Martial Arts Hall!"
Hun Qi stretched out his index finger and shook it, "No!"
After saying that, he kicked Zhang Qilong several meters away.
"Soul Seven, you have the fucking ability to come to me!"
Wang Bin seemed to be still blaming himself for his crow's mouth. Seeing Hun Qi abused Zhang Qilong so much, he could no longer bear it.
"Senior Brother, stand up!"
At this moment, even the audience watching the game on site were infected by Zhang Qilong's spirit and encouraged them.
"Zhang Qilong, stand up!"
"Get up quickly and kill the Japanese guys raised by these bitches!"
Hun Qiyi looked at everyone present with an arrogant look, and then looked at the timer beside him.
Eighteen minutes have passed since the start of the game.
“It’s time to end!”
"Since your Chu Family Martial Arts School is best at leg techniques, then I'll let you die under leg techniques."
After saying that, Soul Seven accelerated and rushed towards Zhang Qilong who was lying not far away.
Ye Feng, who was standing by, was also ready to take action at this moment and wanted to save Zhang Qilong from the hands of Soul Seven.
But at this moment, I only heard the sound of two joints bursting!
I saw Zhang Qilong, who was lying on the ground, kicked out!
Soul Qi, who originally wanted to kick Zhang Qilong to death, flew backwards.
"What, how could it be?"
Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.
"This, did you hear this? Two bone sounds!" Wang Bin said in surprise.
"After the competition, congratulations to Zhang Qilong of the Chu Family Martial Arts Hall for winning. According to the rules, we won two points!"