Chapter 431 The Difference Between 3 Punches and 3 Moves

Chapter 431: The difference between three punches and three moves

In fact, despite the fact that these twenty people all think this way and think that Nie Qianyu is not a legendary beauty, they will definitely not be happy if they are asked to withdraw from the competition.

Why?

It's simple to say. Even though Nie Qianyu is average-looking, she is pretty and not ugly. Moreover, her two sisters are both very beautiful. How can the little sister be any different when she grows up? The current thinking is just that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Valley Master Nie of Huichun Valley has three daughters and no heirs. Nie Qianrong and Nie Qianxiu have already married outside the valley and are no longer in the valley. If the youngest daughter is married, it is already obvious whether she is married outside or comes to the family. What's more, Valley Master Nie has come to a martial arts competition to recruit a bride. Although he didn't explicitly say that he is looking for a son-in-law, everyone in the world knows that he is looking for someone with strong martial arts skills and the ability to control the situation to take charge of the rejuvenation. Valley!

As long as you can win this martial arts competition, you will be the future male master of Huichun Valley. Thinking about the thousands of years of Huichun Valley's foundation, who is not envious? Who would give up because Nie Qianyu is not "exceptionally" beautiful?

"My wife must be virtuous and my concubines must be beautiful. I just need to find more concubines in the future." Everyone thought so.

The three sisters of the Nie family rode to the back of the ring and climbed up the ladder at the back. The guards beside them quickly found three chairs and sat down next to Valley Master Nie. The three of them did not look at the people in the audience, but only looked at them with concern. Two people in the ring.

Zhang Xiaohua looked up and said nothing, but Mr. Long was different. The three sisters of the Shengli Nie family who were about twenty people in front did not appear. But when he was about to win in the end, they appeared, and Nie Qianyu even came in person. Arena, what does this mean?

Mr. Long felt a little dazed and couldn't help but nodded slightly to Nie Qianyu and smiled, showing off his peerless elegance as a playboy.

At this time, Valley Master Nie quietly told Nie Qianyu about the situation in the field and asked Nie Qianyu for his opinion. Nie Qianyu smiled slightly and muttered to himself: "Other people don't know the details of this little thief, how can I still do it?" Don’t you know? Outside Danhe City, he beat half of his opponent to pieces with just one sword strike. His strength and internal strength were incredible. Although the internal strength and mental skills of Longteng Sword Manor were powerful, they were probably no more powerful than the master of that day. Yes, this little thief may know that his sword skills are not good, and he doesn’t want to hurt people’s lives, so he came up with this method. Humph, I have never seen him eat anything in this journey, from Danhe City to Mochou City. Even if you lose a little, if Mr. Long can get a big advantage from him, I won’t believe it even if I beat him to death.”

Thinking about it, a sweet smile appeared on his face.

Just in time, Mr. Long saw the smile on Nie Qianyu’s face,

I had long thought that this was a smile directed at me, and I was even more nervous: "This girl's film cannot escape my grasp."

However, just under the ring, there were two people who had had a relationship with Nie Qianyu. They had strange expressions on their faces, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Mr. Long received Nie Qianyu's "encouragement" and became even more generous. He smiled and said: "Since my little brother is so refreshing, I can't let you specialize in beauty. Let's do this. We don't have to change one move for another. This obviously makes Little brother, let’s stand here and fight head-on with three moves. Whoever moves his feet even half an inch loses, what do you think?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up. This was a real kung fu contest. No move or technique would work. This was what everyone present liked to watch the most.

Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help frowning after hearing this: "But what if neither of our feet can move, or both of us move? How should we calculate it?"

Mr. Long smiled and said, "Then I lose!"

This was said cleanly and in a high-pitched voice, and everyone in the audience heard it. "Okay!" The audience shouted again.

Mr. Long won the battle before the competition even started, and everyone expected him to win.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua didn't speak anymore, Nie Qianxiu couldn't help but frown, and said to Nie Qianrong in a low voice: "Sister, I think this young hero Ren seems to have no spirit. If it were someone else, he would definitely say: 'How can Mr. Long suffer a loss? What if? If both of them move or don't move their feet, it's considered a tie. 'It's okay even if they're comparing a few punches, but why didn't this young hero Ren say a word?"

"Pfft", Nie Qianyu, who heard this next to her, couldn't help but laugh out loud, and thought to herself: "This little thief likes to take advantage of others. How can he push it out even if Mr. Long has given him such an advantage?"

When Nie Qianrong saw her little sister laughing, she didn't know why, so she didn't answer Nie Qianxiu's words and watched her intently.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaohua listened and said with a faint smile: "Okay, then just follow what Mr. Long said."

"Ah, this guy is really rude." Mr. Long thought the same way.

So, the two took a step forward and stood face to face. Seeing this, everyone in the venue held their breath and did not dare to make a sound.

I saw Young Master Long taking a deep breath, his internal energy quickly walking around in his meridians, his face was a little rosy, his eyes were shining brightly, and he said: "Little brother, are you ready?"

Zhang Xiaohua, however, was lazy and shrugged, saying: "Master Long can take action at any time."

When Mr. Long saw this, he was overjoyed: "This guy really has no experience. Seeing how humble I was just now, I thought I would give him some more time to get lucky. Unfortunately, I have already asked you, what does it have to do with me whether you are lucky or not?"

Immediately, the clothes on his body were unable to move automatically, and his right hand suddenly swung out from his side, with strong wind, and hit Zhang Xiaohua's chest with a "woo" sound.

Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness had been released a long time ago. When he saw the fist containing huge inner strength, he was not nervous. He stretched out his left hand and placed it on Young Master Long's wrist like lightning. Then, with a little force, he pushed it into his own wrist. Pulling on the left side, Mr. Long was startled and quickly wanted to withdraw his inner strength. However, he only wanted to punch Zhang Xiaohua hard, so where was the remaining strength?

With a wave of Zhang Xiaohua's left arm, Young Master Long was pulled up from the ground like a lone wild goose, and was thrown out of the ring. This move was not exactly what Nie Xiaoer of Huanxi Villa used to do to Zhang Xiaohua. Is that the trick of "four ounces can move a thousand pounds"?

"This!?" Everyone in the venue was dumbfounded: "Does this count as Ren Xiaoyao winning? Just now it was said that it was fist to fist, but although Ren Xiaoyao made a move, he did not fight with others? But, Mr. Long As I said just now, as long as he moves, he loses. Now he has not only moved, but he has also been thrown out of the ring! How should this be calculated? "

Valley Master Nie was also full of surprise. He never expected such a result.

Only Nie Qianyu smiled so sweetly, yes, and only Ren Xiaoyao could do such a thing that she couldn't even imagine!

Mr. Long is also amazing. Although his body has been thrown out of the ring and cannot use any force, as soon as his toes hit the ground, he immediately turned around and flew back to the ring. Standing in the corner of the ring, he didn't know what to say, yes. , after all, he has been thrown out of the ring, after all, his toes have landed, and he has lost.

But he thought for a moment, immediately changed his face, and sneered: "Little brother, you are a good plan. I am talking about boxing. Where did your fist go? You use such an inferior method to make the dragon... Someone fell into your trap? If you want to use fighting skills, just say so, why bother saying it's fist-to-fist?"

After hearing this, Valley Master Nie was about to stand up, but Nie Qianyu next to him grabbed him and whispered: "Dad, let's see how they continue. Don't say anything yet."

Nie Qianxiu said loudly: "Although Mr. Long fell down from the ring, Shaoxia Ren did not punch according to the previously established rules. Mr. Long cannot be considered a loser."

Nie Qianrong was a little surprised and looked at her strangely.

Nie Qianxiu quickly explained: "Sister, if Shaoxia Ren wins, he must win with integrity, right?"

Nie Qianrong nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing Young Master Long's questioning, Zhang Xiaohua scratched his head and said, "Young Master Long seems to have misunderstood. I only said three strikes versus three strikes, but I didn't say three punches versus three punches? You hit me with one punch. Move, I just pull it with my hand in one move. How can Mr. Long say that my victory is not fair and aboveboard? Is it just a scheming move?"

After hearing this, not only Young Master Long, but also everyone in the venue was speechless. Yes, now that I think about it carefully, Zhang Xiaohua always said three moves, not three punches. What Young Master Long said was also three moves. However, a very common method of head-to-head confrontation in the arena is fist-to-fist. Everyone took these three moves for granted as three punches, even though Young Master Long said that they were three moves. , what I was thinking about was still three punches.

Alas, I have to say that inertial thinking kills people.

"This?" Mr. Long was speechless.

Next to her, Nie Qian smiled like a flower, as if she had already determined that such a situation would happen.

And Valley Master Nie was secretly amused: "This prospective son-in-law is really smart."

The eyes looking at Zhang Xiaohua were even softer and kinder.

Seeing Young Master Long's reaction, Zhang Xiaohua thought for a while, then cupped her hands and said: "If Young Master Long thinks so and feels that I didn't explain clearly and acted scheming, then I will apologize to you. I see Young Master Long The fist is fierce, and the left hand naturally chooses this move. It is a purely natural reaction, a natural reaction, because I usually compete with others like this, and I really don’t think too much. Well, since Mr. Long is not convinced, just now That move doesn’t count, how about we start over?”

Mr. Long thought for a moment and said: "I won't take advantage of you. The move just now was considered a draw, but the next two moves can't follow the previous rules. We can only punch one punch at a time. What do you think? "

Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, whatever you say is fine."

Young Master Long let out a "hum" and walked to the center of the ring. After preparing his luck, he did not rush to take action. Zhang Xiaohua smiled, opened his stance, and was about to punch, but in his consciousness, he seemed to feel that Young Master Long There is something slightly abnormal about the left hand in the sleeve.