Galactic Garbage Station Chapter 212: True master
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"Brother, I will meet him now." said a square-faced young man with muscular shirts all bursting fast.
"Okay, be careful, don't underestimate the enemy." Wu Long nodded and said.
"Boy, come on." The square-faced youth jumped onto the ring, seemingly bulky, but very flexible. Su Jing also jumped into the ring. This makes both Wei Yuan and Xu An anxious. In case Su Jing needs to be three long and two short, what can we do? But now that they have reached this point, they can't stop it at all and can only hurry.
"A'Hui, kill him."
"I still want to single-handedly pick us all up, and beat him up, even his mother can't recognize it."
"Dare to come to our martial arts hall to play, let him know what martial arts are."
Everyone was cheering off the court, the youth of Fang Face was very strong, and few martial artists were his opponents, so he played, so that everyone was very relieved, feeling that Su Jing would definitely be beaten down to protect the reputation of martial artists.
"Since we are in our martial arts hall, we have to follow the rules of our martial arts competition. There are only two rules. One is not to attack the lower body, and the other is to admit defeat or fail to fall to the ground." Wu Long said.
"Yes." Su Jing nodded.
"I start counting 3, 2, 1." Wu Long said, start counting, "Three, two, one, start."
Fang Face Youth did not want to wait for a moment, so he wanted to quickly teach boast shamelessly's Su Jing a lesson. He quickly stepped forward and punched the face of Su Jing. He didn't have martial arts movements, but his posture was definitely good. Swivel, straight fist, spread the whole body strength from the leg to the fist, condensing a line, the speed and power are not trivial.
However, his movements are too slow in the eyes of Su Jing. Slowly like a three-year-old kid punching. Su Jing suddenly turned and swept its legs, moving as fast as lightning, and then arrived first. The rear heel hit the waist of the youth with square face. At the next moment, the waist of the square-faced youth seemed to be folded. He flew three meters on his side and fell directly into the ring. He foamed in his mouth and passed out.
The original noisy audience suddenly became extremely quiet, leaving only the voice of everyone to take a breath. They were about to cheer, but now they can only swallow it in their stomachs.
They could n’t believe their eyes, and A'Hui failed. How can this be?
Wei Yuan and Xu An are also in amazement, and they ca n’t believe it. Su Ya's elder brother is not Beast Tamer and Ancient Zither Grandmaster. Is n’t it also a martial arts master? Is this too versatile?
"Look at A'Hui." Wu Long said, and several people close by ran quickly to show the injuries to the youth of Fang Face.
"Brother, A'Hui seems to have just fainted." Several people reported the injury while checking the injury, and sprayed a few sips of cold water to the youth. The young man with a square face was slowly awake, but his waist was sore that he couldn't get up.
"It seems that you have real skills." Wu Long narrowed his eyes to Su Jing.
"Let's talk less nonsense, continue." Su Jing said.
"Then I will meet you." Wu Long said. Stepped on the ring, which made some martial arts members who were shocked by Su Jing, morale soared again, and clamored. Of course, this also makes Wei Yuan and Xu An nervous again. Wu Long, the Chinese martial arts lover and boss, is not in vain. The skill under his hands is much better than these younger brothers.
"Looking at the posture of Wu Long, maybe there are really two brushes." Su Jing glanced at the solid footsteps of Wu Long. Can't help but nodded secretly, a little bit tempted. It was the blood of battle burning. Ever since magical beast meat strengthened the body, it hasn't really been a good fight against the body. Su Jing is very clear that the lack of actual combat will be terrible at a critical time. Now, it is a rare opportunity for actual combat, and let's take a look at what level the real master of martial arts is.
The Wu Long challenge, of course, others announced the start, the 3, 2, 1 voice just fell, Wu Long was like a praying mantis, while the body suddenly leaned forward, the forearm was ejected like the praying mantis arm, the speed was lightning fast, let the audience Everyone didn't see clearly.
Su Jing's did n’t change his stance, his hand suddenly lifted, just grabbed the forearm of Wu Long, and let the forearm of Wu Long stop abruptly, Wu Long struggled twice, his face slightly reddish, but his lines did n’t move. Horrified.
"It's too slow and too weak!" A look of disappointment flashed on Su Jing's face. The speed of Wu Long was much faster than that of A'Hui just now. However, in the eyes of Su Jing, it was also slow to die. As for strength, Su Jing didn't make much effort at all, and suppressed Wu Long to death. Which is the actual combat? Like bullying a child like this, I am afraid that there is no help for improving your own strength?
Wu Long suddenly ejected, his feet volleyed, and pulled towards the waist of Su Jing, trying to force Su Jing to let go.
Su Jing ’s footsteps still did n’t move, and even the upper body remained basically unmoved. He punched two punches, hitting the legs of Wu Long. Two murmurs came out, and the legs of Wu Long were thrown out. , The whole body suddenly lost its center of gravity.
"Papa."
Su Jing slightly exerted force, pulling Wu Long closer, and then quickly slapped on the face of Wu Long.
As the saying goes, face-to-face or face-to-face, Su Jing's move suddenly blows off the collective younger brothers off the field. They are lumps in their bones, anxious that whatever your martial arts regulations are, they swarm to the ring.
"You guys give me ..." Wu Long wants to stop all the younger brothers. He who loves and admires Chinese martial arts hates martial arts rules trampling. If he fights outside, as long as he can win, he can do whatever he wants, but since It's kicking the stadium, even if it's a loss, it's a decent loss. What's more, the one in front of him seems to be a real master of Chinese martial arts, a legendary master who wants to see himself in his dreams, how can he break the rules in front of such a master. However, before he finished speaking, he was slapped by Su Jing and could not speak.
"Go together and beat him to death." A group of people besieged Su Jing. This made the Wei Yuan and Xu An off the court. They were all shocked. They wanted to help, but their legs were still immobile. They were just ordinary after all. High school students are unavoidably frightened by such scenes.
"Bang Bang Bang" but I saw that all the people who rushed up flew out like sandbags, fell to the ground, covering their chests and stomachs, and screamed that they could not get up, and more than a dozen people were in just three seconds. Within it, all the fighting power is lost.
"Are you still on?" In the center of the ring, Su Jing grabbed Wu Long's neck and lifted Wu Long in midair, as if carrying a chick. There was no trace of being beaten on his body, and even his clothes were not wrinkled. Just a dozen people besieged him just now, and it seemed that he didn't even touch his clothes corner.
"It's so handsome that there are woods." Wei Yuan and Xu An were stunned again. Where is Su Ya's elder brother? The members of the martial arts hall struggled to get up. First, the pain was terrible, and secondly, they were timid, and they only got beaten up when they got up. At this moment, Su Jing is undoubtedly an unshakable existence in the eyes of everyone. This is the real master! (To be continued.)