My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 300 One trick to become famous all over the world
"Admit defeat! We admit defeat!"

It was only at this time that Yan Feng came to his senses, and quickly shouted at the staff.

It's okay not to admit defeat.

According to the rules, if one side interferes with the two sides during the competition, the other side will be directly judged to win.

After the staff announced the outcome of the competition, everyone rushed to Yan Weiwei to check her injuries.

I found out that apart from my arm contusion and some loss of strength, there was nothing serious, so I was relieved.

Seeing that Yan Weiwei was fine, Yan Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but turned around and cupped his hands towards Li Lei.

"Thank you for your mercy!"

That's right, in Yan Feng's view, it was completely impossible for Meng Langfei to block that shocking blow with his body.

Whether he is a martial arts practitioner, he, a person who has practiced kung fu all his life, can tell at a glance just by the muscles, bones, and clues on his hands and feet. His observation ability is no worse than that of Sherlock Holmes.

He was sure that this meng lang did not have any characteristics of a martial arts practitioner from head to toe.

An ordinary person can easily block Li Lei's big fist, isn't this a joke?
Then there is only one explanation... The other party stopped at the last moment!

According to his estimation... it should be because he is afraid of killing someone!

"Oh~" The crowd came to their senses, revealing an original expression.

This explanation is very reasonable!

Yan Weiwei and the few insiders who were present couldn't help but twitch their mouths when they heard that Master Yan had actually given the credit to the other party.

Li Lei, the person involved, was also a little confused.

Did I just... hold back?
Is this mocking me in the dark, or is this just a courteous remark from the other party?

He couldn't turn his head around, but his eyes were still fixed on meng lang, and he kept thinking about the scene that just happened.

"I obviously used all my strength for that hammer, but it seemed as if I had hit it in a sticky swamp. The strength quickly diminished, and I couldn't feel the shock force it should have at all..."

He lowered his head in a daze, and looked at the two steps before his feet.

There was a pair of big footprints about half a finger deep on the ground, which were left by him when he fell into the air just now.

His eyes moved up slowly, looking at the place where the young man was standing before.

There is also a pair of footprints there, but the footprints... are extremely shallow...

"Hiss~" Li Lei's pupils shrank.

What a powerful unloading technique!

The soil and rocky ground is soft, and the shallower the footprints, the more it means that the strength of his blow was almost dispelled by the opponent's body before reaching the ground...

"Lei Zi, are you okay? Let the master take a look."

Master Li had also walked over at this time, thinking that he was gasping for pain, so he quickly checked the injury for him.

"This injury..."

After the inspection, Master Li couldn't help but secretly startled.

The part that was kicked by Yan Weiwei just now was blue-purple, with blood oozing faintly under the skin.

"What does it feel like."

"I'm not breathing well, I almost lost all feeling below my right shoulder, and I have a dull pain in my chest." Li Lei frowned.

"Sure enough, he suffered an internal injury..."

Master Li looked at Yan Weiwei over there, with envy, jealousy, and a hint of fear in his eyes.

An Jin who is so young is no longer a genius, he is simply a monster!
It would be fine if he was killed by the hammer just now, but it will be troublesome if he is not killed...

"It's right not to be impulsive, but it's okay, it's just that the meridians are blocked, and the blood is blocked..."

Master Li seemed to be a doctor, so he immediately asked Li Lei to sit down, and began to use massage techniques on his right shoulder to clear his meridians, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

the other side.

"Weiwei, you are doing very well!" Yan Feng looked at his daughter with great comfort.

Although he lost the competition, but his Yan family has produced a master of dark energy, this is simply a win!

Even if there is no ranking today, just the prestige bonus brought by a master of dark energy is enough to make the Yan family brilliant for decades, what else can he be dissatisfied with?
Kong Wu also praised with joy, "Yes, Weiwei, I didn't expect you to be able to break through the dark energy. It's an honor for us to lose in this match!"

"Senior Sister! You have really practiced dark energy, isn't it too powerful?"

"Sister Weiwei, from today onwards you are my idol!"

"Senior sister is mighty!"

Obviously lost, but the "Twelve Road Tanleg Mountaineering Group" seemed to have won, without any depression at all.

"Hey! Are you so happy when I lose?"

Yan Weiwei's face was dark.

She has made a breakthrough, but this is not what she really wants...

"Master Yan, do you still want to change people to continue the challenge?" The staff over there asked according to the procedure.

"us……"

"We still have to challenge!"

Yan Feng just wanted to give up the challenge, but Yan Weiwei interrupted him.

"what?"

Everyone looked at her in astonishment.

"Weiwei, you've already lost, is it possible that you still want Xiao Fan to defeat that Li Lei?" Yan Feng said helplessly.

Fan Shigang shrank his neck immediately, but Junior Sister Kong was present, so he couldn't behave too timidly, so he could only bite the bullet and say.

"Cough! How about... I go up and try?"

"What are you trying to do? With your three-legged cat's skills, it's still food for you to put up with one hand!" Kong Wu gave him a blank look.

Then he looked at Yan Weiwei, thinking that she was unwilling, he hesitated for a moment and still gritted his teeth.

"How about... I'll put aside my old face and go up and fight that kid? I'm older, but I'm also of the same generation as Weiwei..."

"Dad, don't be impulsive." Junior Sister Kong became anxious immediately.

Seeing that Li Lei is flexing his muscles and bones to recover his strength, his father's strength is not bad, so it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

"Who told you to go!"

Yan Weiwei gave them a helpless look, and then looked at someone in the crowd.

He hesitated and struggled at first, and finally bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind...

"Little Mencius, go!"

"What?" Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Meng Lang in unison.

"Nonsense! Weiwei, do you know what you are talking about? He is an ordinary person, how could he be allowed to play!" Yan Feng scolded.

"That's right, Weiwei, we can't go to the doctor in a hurry. If you let brother Meng go up, wouldn't you give away the head for nothing?" Hu Yifei also persuaded.

With Meng Lang's small body, it would take less than three seconds to go up, and he would directly hate the Northwest...

Yan Weiwei didn't care about other people's opinions at all, but just stared at Meng Lang.

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me if you can't make it in the end!"

"So, you already guessed it?" Meng Lang touched his nose.

"Nonsense, I guessed it when I saw you sneaking to get the certificate of life and death!"

"Uh……"

It turned out to be seen...

Yan Weiwei squinted at him, and muttered a little depressed in her heart.

"Hmph! If it weren't for the sake of your conscience, do you think I would turn a blind eye to your molesting Haitang along the way?"

"Okay." Meng Lang nodded helplessly.

Help people to the end, send Buddha to the west.

It's all here, if you don't kick the door and lose your own unparalleled general here, then the investment of the brothers will be in vain.

What's more...he already knew a set of "excellent strategies" for customs clearance...

"What are you talking about?"

Seeing that Meng Lang nodded in agreement with this ridiculous proposal, Yan Feng frowned.

"Don't make trouble here, don't say that you are an ordinary person, even if you are really capable, you are not a disciple of our Twelve Road Tan Legs, and you can't represent us in battle at all!"

"Uh..." Yan Weiwei's heart skipped a beat.

Yup!I was too busy looking for "insurance" to win for myself, and I didn't pay attention to whether the "insurance" would work...

"Who said I'm not one of you." Meng Lang said calmly as if he knew Yan Feng would say that.

"What did you say?"

"Actually... I am Master Yan's closed disciple."

Meng Lang winked at Yan Weiwei, and she immediately reacted.

"Oh yes! I... just accepted as an apprentice!"

"Nonsense, why didn't I know you accepted disciple!" Yan Feng stared.

"It's said that they are closed disciples, of course they are closed behind closed doors!" Yan Weiwei gave him a blank look.

Everyone: "..."

How could he explain this closed door disciple? !
"Have you come to my Yan's ancestral hall to pay respects to Master Tea? Have you taught him the essentials of practicing Twelve-Road Tan Legs? Are you going to be an apprentice and you just touch each other and it's over?" Yan Feng stared at Yan Weiwei.

"Cough! Concentrate on the dantian, bet on the spring, the qi of the old place is generated, hidden but not released, the internal and external cancel each other, yin and yang exert force..."

Meng Lang coughed dryly and read out a formula that baffled everyone.

next moment……

Yan Feng was stunned.

Yan Weiwei was also stunned.

As if they had seen a ghost, they suddenly turned to look at meng lang.

"You... How do you know the general outline of my Yan family's Twelve-Route Tan Legs?!" Yan Feng pointed at Meng Lang in shock.

Immediately after his face changed, he turned his head to look at the only possible "perpetrator"...

"Okay! Okay! You actually...you actually..." Yan Feng pointed at Yan Weiwei, his voice trembling with anger.

Girls are not allowed to stay!Girls don't want to stay! !
"I……"

Yan Weiwei was also stunned.

who am I?Where am i?

Why does this guy know the general outline of my Yan family?

Shouldn't our newly released master and apprenticeship be in name only?
This is so fucking unscientific!

She didn't explain, because she knew that even if she jumped into the Yellow River at this time, she wouldn't be able to clean herself up.

But... why should I wash?
"Yes! It's me!" She poked her neck!
"Now you believe that he is my closed disciple, right? Stop talking nonsense, then who, we ask to continue to challenge!"

……

After half an hour.

"I didn't expect that there are still masters in Twelve Road Tan Legs, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!"

While Li Lei was moving his still stiff right joint, his eyes were fixed on the challenger in front of him.

"Cough! It's too much of a prize, I'm going to Meng Lang, please!"

Master Li looked at Meng Lang who was on stage, and was speechless after knowing the identity of the other party.

Yan Weiwei's apprentice?

This is the old one, but the young one?Are you sure you are not unwilling to delay our climbing time?

"Leizi! Quick and fast!"

However, Li Lei on the court was not as optimistic as his master.

Seeing that Meng Lang was wearing a mountaineering suit, standing there without even putting on a posture, and seemed to be full of flaws all over his body, he didn't feel any contempt in his heart.

Just relying on the skill of unloading force just now, it is enough to make myself go all out.

Between the two challenges, a maximum of half an hour of rest was allowed. After some massaging by Master Li, his right hand had regained consciousness, and his strength had recovered by [-] to [-]%, but he still did not dare to take it lightly.

Carefully moved half a circle around meng lang, staring carefully at every part of the man's body, as if looking for a flaw.

Everyone looked a little baffled.

Do you need to be so cautious when dealing with an ordinary person?

"Uncle, be careful!" Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu looked worried.

"Yan Weiwei! If you don't want your friend to get hurt, tell him to admit defeat quickly and stop messing around!"

After a lot of slapping his chest and pinching people, Yan Feng, who finally recovered his anger, only felt that his old face was dull, and he just wanted to quickly end this joking competition.

"Don't worry, although that guy has never practiced martial arts, he has a very powerful unique secret skill, so he can't lose!"

Yan Weiwei has a mysterious and confident expression on her face.

Everyone who said this was inexplicable.

A unique secret skill that has never been practiced in martial arts?

Flying fairy outside the sky?
On the test arena.

Just when Meng Lang was waiting impatiently, Li Lei, who had been watching for a long time, finally moved!

The huge body rushed straight with the force of wind and thunder!

Ten steps... five steps... three steps...

As usual, the distance is shortened quickly, and Bajiquan's short attack advantage is used.

The next moment, it was a steady, offensive and defensive goose punch!
However, only five points of effort should be used, and five points should be reserved to change moves at any time!
Obviously, he wanted to test Meng Lang's reality first.

However, until Li Lei got within three steps of Meng Lang, Meng Lang remained motionless, as if he was completely unaware of the approaching danger...

How dare you look down on me!
Li Lei's eyes sharpened, and his sandbag-sized fist hit Meng Lang's face!
"Ah!" Many people in the field had already closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look any longer.

The next moment, the figures of the two quickly approached...

"boom!"

...time seemed to stand still.

At this time, Li Lei's fist was only 3 centimeters away from Meng Lang, but it was suspended in the air as if the pause button had been pressed...

Everyone didn't understand what was going on.

Then... I saw that Li Lei's face was stiff, his eyes widened, his legs were clamped tightly, and immediately...

"boom!"

In a very indecent posture with his butt facing backwards, Li Lei, whose face was covered in cold sweat... fell down!
"Hiss~" The audience gasped.

The male compatriots feel the chrysanthemum tighten even more.

"This is impossible!"

Master Li's drake voice screamed.

Mr. Yan Feng, who had just calmed down, saw this scene with his eyeballs bulging, and he couldn't help breathing, as if he had the tendency to close it again.

It wasn't until this moment that Meng Lang retracted his raised leg and looked at Li Lei, who had collapsed on the ground with some sympathy, losing his fighting strength.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry!"

That's right, what he used was Twelve Road Tan's under-the-box stunt, which is usually not shot in the middle of the legs, but the shot is sure to kill...

Tickle your butt legs!
No matter how hard the hard qigong is practiced, there are some places that cannot be practiced...

Meng Lang observed all the way, and found that this mountaineering meeting was really wild, let alone kicking off the road, and it would not be considered a foul for you to poke your eyes.

Then what else is there to be polite about!
Maybe my attack is too weak to break the defense, but it's different if I aim at the weak point and make a critical strike...

"For...why..."

Li Lei, who was lying on the ground with cold sweat on his face, turned his head with difficulty, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Why... I... can't stop it!"

He saw Meng Lang's kick, knew the opponent's target, and also made different moves to dodge and block, but...it was useless!
That kick...like the horns of an antelope, crossed a wonderful trajectory, perfectly dodging all his defensive methods...

"Martial arts in the world...everything is invincible, only speed can't be broken!"

Meng Lang pretended to drop a classic line, and then waved his hand in the eyes of everyone looking at the gods.

"Go! Climb!"

……

"The Mizong Fist, Huo Tian, ​​please!"

"boom!"

"I announce that this competition will be won by Twelve Road Tan Legs!"

……

"I'm going to Wudang Song Shuhang, I've learned the lesson!"

"boom!"

"This competition is won by Twelve Road Tan Legs!"

……

"Hong Fist Hong Tianci! Offended!"

"boom!"

"...Twelve Road Tan legs win!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom"……

……

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Meng Lang looked at the setting sun that was gradually sinking into the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

a list of small hills……

Then, under the strange, admiring, awe-inspiring, and not knowing where this trough should come from... etc., under the eyes of all kinds of life, he lifted the red cloth on the huge rock on the top of the mountain.

"Hero of Guanzhong!"

Four elegant and powerful ancient Chinese characters caught everyone's eyes.

"Win!" "Yeah!" "Uncle is great!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Meng Lang let out a long sigh with his hands behind his back.

"It's all a false name..."

Yan Feng looked at the shining man behind him, like the man bathed in golden sunlight, with an extremely complicated expression...

Nine legs!

With only nine legs, he overwhelms all heroes and disdains the martial arts world!

The key... is that he still bears the title of Twelve Road Tan Legs...

Yan Feng can already foresee that starting from tomorrow, Twelve Road Tan's unique skill "Putting Yin Legs" will definitely be ranked first in the current martial arts list!
Little Meng Fei kicked, without fail!
His provocative kick, I'm afraid he has practiced to the point where he can be as famous as Lu Xiaofeng's Consonant Finger, and Li Xunhuan's Little Li Feidao!
As the saying goes...

After ten years of cold windows, no one knows, and one trick becomes famous all over the world!

This river and lake starts today, I'm afraid I will never forget it...

That terrifying figure with one foot and one little brother on Mount Zhongnan...

(End of this chapter)