The Last Mecha

Chapter 102 The Second Round

"Second round, get ready."

"Wu hook."

"Hong Quan, Deng Yunxiong."

In front of Song Yunqian, the two teenagers looked at each other. The man named Deng Yunxiong was born with a fiery temper, and after practicing martial arts, a hostility from the inside out seemed to burst out of his eyes.

There was an unknown fire in his heart.

That day, Jiang Mulin disappeared after the first round at Wu Gou, and many caring people saw it. Now it is rumored that this guy named Wu Gou is Jiang Mulin's favorite celebrity, so he was arranged to come in second. Fighting with someone, isn't it obvious that he was deliberately asked to serve as a foil?

After working so hard to win six rounds, he wants to punch red flowers, not to treat them as green leaves.

This Deng Yunxiong is a hard-to-find genius in the Nanquan family. With his unassuming personality, he has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child. Tongue-smacking unbelievable brawls.

His talent and daring disposition won the favor of Deng's family and Cai Lifu in Panyu, so much so that when his father Deng Xionglie broke up with the family because of the opening of the museum, he even brought out a good scene of robbing people. This is not the case.

Therefore, Deng Yunxiong's heart was stronger than that of ordinary young people. He couldn't swallow this breath, but he couldn't hold it back, and he still threw a word out of his mouth.

"What's the relationship between you and Jiang Mulin?"

He pursed his lips and said what many people present wanted to say.

Song Yunqian frowned slightly when he heard this, but did not speak. The arm that was about to be swung stopped at this moment to give the two of them space to finish their conversation.

He could have announced the start of the game immediately to end the conversation that the Xingyi disciples didn't want to listen to, but this would make him feel wronged. What's more, his master never cared about such trivial matters, and the kid named Wu Gou was also enlightened when he saw it. Better to let him speak for himself.

"I just met him not long ago, after he came to Jiangsong."

Wu Gou spoke calmly and told the truth.

"But I don't really believe it. I heard that you don't have a master to guide you, but I think your legs and feet are as spiritual as those who learn martial arts. When he came to Jiang Song to open the six rings, it just happened to be a coincidence that this talent appeared again. ,I do not believe."

"You think I'm hiding my name?"

"It's not good to talk nonsense, but there are some weird things in it."

"What you can't do yourself, don't speculate on others."

"What did you say?!"

"I said, you don't need to be taught to deal with you. The fists from the streets and alleys are enough."

Wu Gou's eyes sank, and he said nothing.

Deng Yunxiong's face was ashen, his lips and teeth squirmed, and there was a sore sound between his teeth, and then he turned around, his tightened wrist bones creaked, his whole body was like a taut bow.

"start!"

Song Yunqian shouted loudly, then took three big steps back, and swung his thick arms down in the air.

Deng Yunxiong stepped hard, stepped up sideways, and within five steps approached Wu Gou. He bowed slightly, and the back of his fierce fists slashed down from top to bottom.

Wu Gou tilted his body, without a hard grip, his knuckles slid down against the corner of his clothes like a small hammer, and then he stepped hard, pointing his fierce high whip leg directly at the forehead of his opponent.

The ferocious look in Deng Yunxiong's eyes suddenly poured out, he did not retreat or evade, and unexpectedly went forward with the same kick, obviously it was a late attack, but at the same time he kicked to the high point.

The legs and feet of the two staggered and moved, and they couldn't tell the difference between the high and the low. The two trouser legs, one yellow and one black, mixed into a muddy color. Wu Gou suddenly jerked his body, and turned around with a fierce fist.

But Deng Yunxiong seemed to be waiting for a long time, turned around and lunged almost at the same time, and his fists without retreating were like poisonous snakes coming out of their holes.

What a smash!
The heavy sound of meat reverberated in the arena, Deng Yunxiong staggered back two steps, with disbelief written on his face, Wu Gou twisted his shoulders and elbows, his arms drew a sharp arc, beautifully smashing both fists with one punch, crisp and crisp full of meaning.

In that whip fist, he secretly increased his chopping strength.

Deng Yunxiong's experienced multi-beng fight can indeed give a glimpse of years of hard work, so hard and domineering that even the master master would click his tongue.

This is a display of his personal talent, but it's a pity that he lacks the guidance of a top master teacher. The combination of strength and softness, continuous and continuous is the real Hongquan. After this wave of his violent strength was spared, there was no follow-up.

Practicing boxing is often related to a person's personality, success and failure are also here.

This kind of boxing that has been practiced wrongly, in front of an old man like Wu Gou, is like losing his underwear.

However, the game is not over yet!
Wu Gou didn't have the kindness to make people adjust slowly. He strode forward, and his elbow, which fell like an arc star, slammed into Deng Yunxiong's chest abruptly.

And just at this moment before, the latter's eyes flashed fiercely, he stomped his feet, and came to his senses in his heart that he hadn't lost yet, and it wasn't even a big disadvantage.

Deng Yunxiong leaned slightly, with his big arm around his elbow, cut through the air to grab Wu Gou's shoulder, and the other fist blocked by his half body was full of wolf-swallowing momentum, and hit his lower body without hesitation.

However, the next moment, a black shadow appeared at the edge of his field of vision, Deng Yunxiong's scalp tingled for a while, and he cried out inwardly, but it was a pity that it was too late.

His two attacks failed in vain, and Wu Gou's kick flew obliquely in the dark like a dragon ascending to the sky.

Deng Yunxiong's head was stuck in his leg, and he flew out sideways, with shoe prints mixed with mud and blood on his bare chin.

But even so, Deng Yunxiong still had no intention of admitting defeat, he fell heavily on the ground, the sound of flesh and blood hitting the floor made people scratch their heads, but in the blink of an eye, he got back up.

The bright red blood dripped down his chin, and Deng Yunxiong felt as if his body was being scorched by fire. The protruding eyeballs burst into the light of success or success, and then he rushed forward, and the heavy fists on the left and right pointed directly at Wu. Hook the shoulder head under the ribs.

However, the young man in front of him turned into a phantom in an instant, swaying lightly for a while, and he seemed to be a bit more at ease with the court, as the fierce look in his eyes slipped, and a knee flew horizontally under his feet. It hit Deng Yunxiong's belly.

A surge of sour water gushed out of his throat unstoppably, Deng Yunxiong took two steps, and was pushed down by Wu Gou with a light slap.

"Three knockouts, it's over!"

After witnessing the one-sided situation for a full 5 minutes, Song Yunqian finally gave his judgment and reasons, and the second round ended.

In the silence, Wu Gou stood upright, the sweat-smelling steam coming out of his soaked vest.

In just two games, this young man's rise in strength is really eye-catching. It doesn't matter whether he really had an inextricable connection with Jiang Mulin earlier, or he just got advice recently. .

His strength is an absolute contender for the championship.

Even the Xingyi disciples other than Jiang Mulin were surprised by his performance. Fortunately, he had a certain degree of control, so that they could only go to other places within the limit of shocking talent.

How to make idlers shut up?Wu Gou gave the answer.

It's over.

(End of this chapter)