Martial Arts Master Chapter 187: What should I do?
Boom!
The dull sound erupted, and the big screen on the scene was frozen at the fist where Lou Cheng collided with Mo Zicong. There seemed to be a circle of shocks spreading outward, which made some audiences forget that Sun Jian was knocked off the ring. Shi's flustered, staring at the past intently, forgot to cheer and cheer. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge. info
The fight is only an instant matter, but Mo Zicong seems to have spent a long century. He was guarded against the impact of shocks. He only felt that the cold current was poured into his body with the opponent's power, and he was frozen in an instant. The arms spread to all parts of the body, making oneself feel like staying up all night naked in the ice and snow of tens of degrees below zero.
He trembled involuntarily, his lips turned bruise at once, and there was only one thought reverberating in his mind:
"It's cold!" "It's cold!"
Lou Cheng is not easy either. Frost Jin is not a knack for improving strength, and Mo Zicong is born with great power. Even in the ninth rank of all occupations, he can be called outstanding in this respect. This kind of strange power is superhuman. In addition, what he cultivates is the "Throwing Elephant Skill", which is known for improving his strength. He makes a full blow and almost has the power when Jiang Guosheng of Hongluo Wuguan broke out.
The power of Jiang Guosheng's outbreak is said to have a taste of the Dan realm!
So, Lou Cheng immediately felt a terrible force that could lift an elephant and throw it out. He didn't dare to resist, for fear of hurting his right arm. He judged that the unloading force was a little worse just by retreating. , A shot of the back, the center of gravity actively swings back.
He kicked and stared, he retreated three steps in a row, from the first step on the cracked blue brick, to the ground intact.
It wasn't until this time that Mo Zicong heard his heart beating vigorously, bang bang bang, bang bang bang, it continuously sprayed out blood, alleviating the chill everywhere in the body.
What kind of martial arts is this?
There is no way to resist, totally unable to guard against!
He looked at Lou Cheng in amazement, and wanted to chase away, but his body was trembling, his legs were stiff, it seemed difficult to take just one step, and he could only hope that the temperature of the blood could smooth it out as soon as possible. .
What kind of martial arts is this?
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When he noticed Lou Cheng pounced on Mo Zicong, Zhu Tao stopped hesitating, stepped on his foot, and took a step forward, and he caught up with Yan Zuke who was staggering back. It was difficult for her to exert her strength before her center of gravity was restored. , Defeat her.
With a slap, his right arm shook, and he hit the opponent’s neck straight back and forth. Seeing that Yan Zhe could not resist, he simply gave up the center of gravity, leaned back, high Kick, take the lazy donkey and roll.
At this time, Li Mao and Lin Hua arrived in time. One of the thigh muscles was tightened, and a whip leg was slapped out, stirring the wind, and kicking it between Zhu Tao’s legs from behind. Sitting on the hips, punching, attacking the opponent's temple from the side.
It's all the key points, I didn't hesitate!
In this situation, Zhu Tao seemed to have expected it. With a flick of his back, his black skin swelled, and he moved a small step to the left, causing Li Mao to kick his instep. On the thigh, Lin Hua's punch hit the right shoulder.
Puff! puff! The attacks of the two were like middle-level defeats and failed to penetrate the enemy's iron shirt.
On the contrary, Zhu Tao borrowed some strength to jump forward. When he brushed past Yan Zheke, he stretched out his hands, took her right arm, and threw it forward. Went out and threw it out of the ring.
Yan Zheke suddenly felt like flying through the clouds and driving the fog, forced to calm down, fine-tuned his body in mid-air, and partially controlled the center of gravity, then his spine bounced, his waist exerted force, a harrier turned over, fell gently and smartly, and stood firmly. There was no fall. The only problem was that she was out of the ring.
"I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling, not to affect the oranges..." She pursed her lips, watching the game on the field, while walking around the ring, and walked to the home team seat.
No matter how much preparation, no matter how much analysis, in the ever-changing actual combat, it is often not enough!
With one move, Zhu Tao's heart fell to the ground with a boulder, took a few steps forward, turned around, and counterattacked Li Mao and Lin Hua.
This time, he doesn't need to worry about being besieged anymore!
Can two amateur warriors call a siege?
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At this time, Lou Cheng took off most of his strength, borrowed the rest, and poured it into the soles of his feet, in exchange for a crack of cracking blue bricks and a more fierce forward pounce.
Whether it is the classmates at the scene or the audience in front of the computer TV, they are surprised that Mo Zicong did not seize the opportunity of Lou Cheng to lose his center of gravity and stagger back, but Yan Xiaoling, Huan Fan and others thought of Peng Chengguang in the previous game. , And nodded to himself as if he understood everything:
"Well, punch!"
Only Peng Leyun in the office of the Martial Arts Club of Shanbei University frowned slightly, staring at Mo Zicong's lips that faded from blue to pale.
When he pounced on his opponent who hadn’t fully recovered, Lou Cheng quickly adjusted the subtle changes in the body corresponding to the "Cold and Frozen Map", leaving some muscles, fascia and joints in a state of preparation. "Lei Yin Zhen Zen" internal practice has only started for more than a month, martial arts has not been practiced into the bones, and the body can only be indirectly affected by the respiration method, so playing "Frost Jin" requires certain preparations. Time is difficult to achieve overnight.
Because he has only initially developed this strength today, he can't combine with "Lei Yin Zhen Chan", so he can't play the latter's unique trick of "drinking the head."
Between two steps, Lou Cheng rushed in front of Mo Zicong. His body was adjusted and he was ready. He once again visualized the turbid water and the waves in his mind.
Click! With a step on his feet, he completely smashed a piece of blue brick that had just cracked. The building turned into an ankle, his knees, his back straightened, and his shoulders flicked, making a seemingly ordinary punch.
But in his body, the previously brewing power exploded at the same time, and they superimposed the fluctuations, creating a cold meaning, so that the power of the frost ability suddenly amplified, turned into a cold wave, and rushed to the fist. surface.
In the visualization, the ice is coming, and the big river with horrible kinetic energy is instantly frozen, covered with frozen layers, and the waves flying in the air are no exception, like a carefully crafted artwork.
Affected by this stimulation, Lou Cheng's body's muscles, viscera and fascia regenerate subtle changes, and then there are strange fluctuations, which consolidates the chill rushing toward the fist face and turns it into ice.
The meaning of frost, the strength of frost!
Slap! When Lou Cheng punched that punch, there seemed to be white air lingering around his fist, like the one that came out in the cold winter.
This is the performance that his Frost Jin is not proficient enough, and his strength has leaked out. The sign of real Xiaocheng is a punch, no abnormality, all strength is restrained!
Faced with this punch, thinking of the experience just now, Mo Zicong really didn’t want to make a move to prevent him from being caught in the cold **** again, but he had no choice. The freezing feeling in his legs just disappeared and he hurriedly avoided. Only let Lou Cheng seize the opportunity to take a serious note.
He took a deep breath, and a deep humming sounded again in his abdominal cavity, but the sound was full of tremors, like a tropical animal coming to the far north.
Mo Zicong bulged up his rigid arm muscles as his back sank, and folded his hands in front of him.
Boom!
In the middle of the punch, the frost and cold flow poured into Mo Zicong's body, making him taste the horror of his body being frozen so fast that he even lost his consciousness.
"Cold! Cold! Cold!"
His teeth collided involuntarily, only to feel that the temperature of his body was passing rapidly, and the beating of his heart suddenly became violent, resisting the attack of the cold.
"Frost Jin..." Peng Leyun whispered to himself in the office of Shanbei University's Budo Club.
"Frost Jin?" Xu Wannian looked at Junior Peng beside him in amazement,
Snowflakes flashed across the computer screen in front of the two of them, making a Zizzi sound, which seemed to be affected by some external electromagnetic field.
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When Yan Zoke was thrown out of the ring, Lin Que, who was constantly compressing the range of Deng Hua's tour, stopped suddenly, as if he had fallen into a certain "quiet" state.
He took a breath, his strength, spirit, and blood seemed to be recovered, and when he pressed it to a certain level, he suddenly exploded and sprayed out!
Amidst the gushing, Lin Que rushed forward, like a leopard who had finally seized the hunting opportunity.
Deng Hua's self-thinking safe distance and reaction time disappeared under this pounce. Before he had time to dodge, he was bullied by Lin Que!
The feeling of the Dan realm... He was shocked, took a breath, and quickly moved his arms forward without thinking.
As soon as he put on a defensive airframe, Lin Que's fist struck out like a shooting star, exceedingly fast, mixed with the gushing meaning left before.
Boom!
As soon as the two came into contact, Deng Hua felt that he was hit by a bomb, and the shock wave screamed and shook all over his body, making every bone in his house shake, every muscle trembling, every A place of blood is rolling!
And this also spurred the residual effects of his last strong pressure, which affected all the internal organs, making him extremely uncomfortable and nauseous.
So, his attempt to use the method to offset part of the shock was slow for a while, and he watched Lin Que punch again!
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Faced with Zhu Tao's counterattack, Li Mao suppressed the tension in his heart, did not make a positive counterbalance, slipped his footsteps, flashed to the side, and matched Lin Hua, hitting his throat and temples.
Zhu Tao practiced horizontally in an iron shirt, his head suddenly shrank, his body was slightly short, and he slammed into Li Mao's fist sideways.
Dang! Due to the change in height and orientation, his forehead was hit right on the spot, making an ancient bell-like sound, while Lin Hua's fist fell on his shoulder and neck, and he was swollen with breath. The neck bounced.
Boom! Zhu Tao made Li Mao stagger and asked him to make a retreat before he barely managed to stabilize.
Following, the bald villain relied on the iron blouse and accurate prediction, to withstand Lin Hua's kick, strode to catch up, spreading his hands, and making a wave of crit.
Li Mao couldn't dodge, and after two blocked shots, he was already in danger. At this time, Lin Hua caught up with him, his instep stretched, his whip leg twitched, and he kicked Zhu Tao's **** again.
At the critical moment, Zhu Tao didn't make a hard block. With a slippery step and a whirl, he swiftly flashed behind Li Mao, struggling against the hind legs of a horse, and forcibly narrowed the distance with a punch. In the opponent's spine.
He left as soon as he got stuck, and didn't exert any effort, but the referee had already pulled Li Mao away and told him to withdraw from the ring.
In a short period of time, Lin Hua was the only one left among the four amateur warriors. Seeing Zhu Tao's attack, she instinctively chose to evade.
Zhu Tao is satisfied, knowing that he has a stable chance of winning here. As long as Mo Zicong and Deng Hua do not lose in a few strokes, things will be simple.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the other two battlefields, and saw Mo Zicong's majestic figure standing there, which made people feel at ease when he saw it. He was now crossing his hands and leaning in front of him, blocking the building. Cheng's fist.
It's good to block it, I'll flick it right away! Zhu Tao's thoughts just appeared, but his eyes suddenly solidified.
Because Lou Cheng has closed his fist and turned around, he no longer looks at Mo Zicong!
Is he stupid?
Zhu Tao paused and wanted to see Mo Zicong give him a cruel note behind Lou Cheng, but only to see the body of the captain who was usually called the "elephant" trembling obviously and his face was strange. Glowing green and white.
What's wrong? Zhu Tao forgot that he still had to chase Lin Hua, and stopped in amazement.
Lou Cheng bowed his body and fixed his eyes on Zhu Tao. Behind him, Mo Zicong pushed Jinshan to Yuzhu and fell back to the ground~IndoMTL.com~ It made a lot of noise and splashed a little bit. stone.
Lu Zhishen beat Zhenguanxi to death with three punches. This is a ring match. I only punched two!
Just put the "elephant" down? In Zhu Tao's consternation, he heard a sound of falling to the ground. He turned his head to look and saw Deng Hua lying on the ring, doing retching, while Lin Que turned his body around, just like Lou Cheng. , Locked himself with his sight, his eyes were cold and restrained!
One left and one right, Lou Cheng on one side and Lin Que on the other, he felt desperate spontaneously.
What happened to this tm?
Lin Hua also noticed the changes in the situation. She stood not far away, looking at Zhu Tao with some embarrassment.
When Lin Que and Lou Cheng attacked him, they must have fierce fists and inconvenience to get close. I rushed in, but it was a cumbersome. In that case, I would have nothing to do when I was still on the court.
What should I do?
She seriously considered this "difficult" question. (To be continued.)