Chapter 719: Contest

Seven hundred and nineteenth chapter martial arts competition

"You take advantage of your numbers and your senior qualifications to bully newcomers like us, what are you doing?"

Qin Chao stood there, looking at Du Hao opposite him with a very disdainful look.

"You're courting death, aren't you!"

Du Hao's temper also exploded. Hearing what Qin Chao said, he immediately stretched out his iron claws and clasped Qin Chao's shoulder.

The others are all sneering.

Du Hao's Eagle Claw Fist is also well known here.

The man's shoulders were pinched by his eagle claws, and it was estimated that the shoulder bones would be broken.

But soon, they discovered that the one with the wrong face was not Liu Jiaquan's boy, but Du Hao.

"You, you, have you practiced iron shirts?"

Du Hao felt that he was pinched on an iron plate, and his fingers couldn't get it in at all, so his face turned livid.

"As for me, I'm a very reasonable person." Qin Chao didn't answer him, but imitated Hong Jiu's tone and said, "I'll count to three, if you don't take it away, you won't be able to keep your hand. .one... two..."

"Boy, you are too crazy!"

That Du Hao was obviously aroused, his hand moved away from Qin Chao's shoulder, but grabbed towards his eyeball.

"three!"

Qin Chao's movements were even faster, and he grabbed that Du Hao's wrist.

Then, as soon as he exerted force on his hand, he heard a click, followed by Du Hao's scream.

"Ahh! My hand, my hand!"

As Qin Chao let go, Du Hao immediately held his swollen wrist and slumped on the chair.

"Director Du!"

Several other martial artists were surprised and rushed forward to look at it.

Lin Xinghai grabbed Du Hao's wrist, looked at it, and immediately shrank his pupils.

"Broken bones! Could it be that you are practicing Mahamudra?"

"Sorry, I have only learned one kind of kung fu, which is Liu Jiaquan."

Qin Chao shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Director Zhao, you have figured it out!"

The corner of Hong Jiu's mouth began to twitch again, "I am a very reasonable person, you are already provoking us now!"

"Provocation is provocation."

Zhao Jingjing also figured it out, at worst, if she opened a martial arts gym in another place, she wouldn't be able to accept this birdishness.

"Since you want to swallow us, let's follow the rules of the world!"

"good!"

Hong Jiu's originally cloudy eyes suddenly burst into splendor, "Director Zhao, then don't blame me, Hong Jiu, for being rude! Brothers, set up the incense hall!"

After he finished speaking, the warriors in this room started to move.

One by one, the chair mover, the table mover. Soon, a large open space was cleared from the second floor.

The surrounding area is blocked by tables and chairs.

"Director Zhao, please end!"

Hong Jiu pointed to the enclosed space in the middle.

"Okay, please."

Zhao Jingjing was about to stand up, but was pushed back by Qin Chao.

"Senior Sister, you are not feeling well today. Just leave these small fish and shrimp to me to deal with."

"No!"

But Zhao Jingjing shook her head and said, "Little brother, I know you are doing it for my own good. But I don't want to rely on you. I, Zhao Jingjing, as the orthodox successor of Liu Family Boxing, I want to rely on myself to carry forward Liu Family Boxing. "

Qin Chao felt that at this moment, Zhao Jingjing possessed the aura of a martial arts master.

"Okay, then I'll let you go and let you do it."

Qin Chao thought to himself, anyway, with the strength of her senior sister, Nine Nether Giant Elephants, none of these people would be her opponent.

But after Zhao Jingjing walked into the arena and took a deep breath, Qin Chao was surprised.

Because through the induction of the magic puppet, he found that his senior sister had suppressed the power of cultivation.

In other words, she had to rely entirely on the strength of an ordinary martial arts master to take over this situation.

"Although Director Zhao is a woman, her boldness is commendable."

A martial artist in his forties walked in at this time.

"My name is Han Lei, and I'm a descendant of Bajimen. This set of boxing techniques is extremely strong, and curator Zhao, please be careful."

As he spoke, he bowed his hands to Zhao Jingjing.

"I'm Zhao Jingjing, the successor of the Liu family boxing. My boxing style is also very strong. Please be careful, Director Han."

As he said that, he set up the starting posture of Liu Jiaquan.

"Director Zhao, look at the trick!"

Then Han Lei is also the master of vigorous and resolute fighting.

He took a few steps forward, and with a mountain splitting palm, he slapped towards Zhao Jingjing's face.

"Ha!" This palm made the wind swish.

Bajimen's force exertion method is from the waist to the hands, and then cooperate with the two hums. This palm can directly split a human skull.

But Zhao Jingjing's body sank, and she put her left hand on it. Cleverly, from the side, he knocked away Han Lei's mountain splitting palm.

At the same time, he swung his right palm up, and the standard dragon king opened the sky, heading straight for Han Lei's face.

Qin Chao pushed his chin, while Zhao Jingjing pushed his nose bone.

If this push is true, the opponent's nasal bone will be broken, and it can even directly penetrate into the brain, causing brain death.

That's why, there is a saying that has been circulating.

Chinese martial arts, only killing, not performing.

Because of the national art, every shot is a killer move.

That Han Lei also had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and with an iron bridge, he lay down on the ground abruptly, avoiding Zhao Jingjing's palm.

At the same time, he broke out in a cold sweat.

As the saying goes, once a connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

He couldn't understand Qin Chao's kung fu.

But Zhao Jingjing's kung fu, not only Han Lei, but everyone present can clearly see it.

This palm is quite domineering!

If he was struck, Han Lei would have to be a brain-dead vegetative if he didn't die.

"What a domineering skill..."

Even Hong Jiu had to give a compliment.

And Zhao Jingjing's attacks were always like a storm. That Han Lei was lying on the ground, but Zhao Jingjing chased after him, stepping directly on Han Lei's calf.

Han Lei saw it clearly, and quickly shrank his legs. At the same time, a carp straightened up and jumped up from the ground.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard!"

This guy came with a ferocious approach, and he went directly towards Zhao Jingjing.

Zhao Jingjing slapped Han Lei.

And Han Lei knocked Zhao Jingjing's palm away with his left hand, and at the same time pressed her other wrist with his right hand, then leaned his elbow up, forcing his way to Zhao Jingjing's chest.

Han Lei did this not to take advantage of anything.

It's because the tiger climbed the mountain hard, so it was deployed like this.

This fierce tiger climbing the mountain is one of the eight great tricks of Bajimen. The trick is to be hard!

Han Lei learned Bajiquan since he was a child, and his arms are calm and powerful, as hard as iron. Moreover, since I was a child, I have been assisting in practicing the draping palm, and I have used it to unleash a fierce tiger climbing a mountain. It is really as tough as a tiger.

As the saying goes, Baji is like a split, and even gods and ghosts are afraid.

Zhao Jingjing saw the opponent's elbow squeezed up, and immediately leaned back her neck, trying to avoid the blow.

But he only escaped the squeeze, and the other party's palm had already been clasped up and slapped her nose.

The key to the tiger climbing the mountain is the last mountain climbing trick!

At this time, Zhao Jingjing's two hands were sealed by the opponent, unable to resist.

But at this time, a lightning-like movement subconsciously bounced off.

With one foot behind her, the other flew up, and her knee was raised high, touching Han Lei's lower abdomen.

But as Zhao Jingjing kicked her knee, Han Lei retracted her palm and bumped her elbow against Zhao Jingjing's knee. At the same time, a soaring cannon hit Zhao Jingjing's chin again.

It really is a killer move, it's not easy to crack at all!

But at this time, Zhao Jingjing's hand had already escaped Han Lei's oppression.

She turned her arm and hit Han Lei's temple with a hammer.

Han Lei's fist hit Zhao Jingjing's chin, and Zhao Jingjing's hammer also hit Han Lei's temple slightly off.

"boom!"

Zhao Jingjing's body turned in a circle in the air, but she stabilized her feet and landed on the ground.

Although she didn't use her vitality, Zhao Jingjing's body was a cultivation body after all. If this fist hits the chin of an ordinary person, the chin bone will be shattered and the brain will be concussed. If it is heavy, it will be killed directly.

But Zhao Jingjing just shook her head slightly, nothing happened.

Looking at Han Lei again, it was a bit difficult to take Zhao Jingjing's hammer forcibly.

His eyes were slightly congested, and it was obvious that his brain had been injured.

"Director Zhao is really good at boxing."

Han Lei shook his head to suppress the dizziness in his mind.

"Curator Han is still slightly better."

But Zhao Jingjing said politely, "I just have a stronger physical ability to resist blows."

"No, Director Zhao, I'm willing to bow down."

Han Lei waved his hand, "If it wasn't for the last moment, Director Zhao was merciful and didn't hit my temple, I would have been killed on the spot. I admire you, Director Zhao won."

Although this Han Lei is a member of the Wushu Association, he still has some backbone.

He cupped his hands, and left from the center of the field, and was helped to sit aside by several of his disciples.

"Okay, who's coming next?"

Zhao Jingjing shook her fist and asked.

"Then I'll come."

Lin Xinghai took a look, and everyone seemed to be hesitant, so he took the initiative to take a step forward.

These hall owners have good eyesight.

Then Zhao Jingjing's physical resistance is simply top-notch. Especially her palm technique, the momentum is like thunder, and it is as heavy as a chop, obviously she is not a weak hand.

That Han Lei, among these people, ranks at the forefront.

He couldn't do it, he was almost killed by bombardment, others, how dare they shine.

Among them, only Lin Xinghai and Uncle Hong were stronger than him.

As the president, Uncle Hong, how could he play so easily.

Therefore, Lin Xinghai became the candidate for the second match.

"Hehe, I'm Xialin Xinghai, the successor of Baguazhang. Unexpectedly, curator Zhao is not only beautiful, but also so handsome in martial arts, which can only be applauded by people."

Although Lin Xinghai was smiling, anyone who knew him knew that this guy was a famous smiling tiger.

If anyone offends him, the fate will not be ordinary.

Smiling at you in front of others, stabbing you in the back, this is Lin Xinghai, curator of Baguazhang.

"If you are polite, don't say it."

Zhao Jingjing took a few breaths and made a gesture, "Let's start."

"Then please."

Lin Xinghai didn't rush to attack, but walked beside Zhao Jingjing on the Dragon Bagua Step. There was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It was as if, like a hunter, waiting for his prey to take the bait.

(Phew, although this chapter has more than 3,000 words, it was written after I checked the information for two hours and watched the video. Liu Jiaquan is okay to say, it is purely made up by me. But these eight Jiquan, but it is well documented, so tired...)