The Last Mecha

Chapter 139
Guo Yongsheng's breath sank, and he put his hands in front of his chest like a knife. This time, he no longer sought to get close quickly, and his feet moved forward and backward, slowly closing the distance between the two of them.

Although Wing Chun is proficient in close combat, its lower three-way kicks are also rigorous and exquisite. It is a mistake that many people will make if they only want to get closer.

There's no need to overdo it for a little advantage.

Wu Gou wasn't in a hurry, he swung his feet and waited, with his fists across his waist.

When they got closer to five steps, the hidden fierce light suddenly surfaced in his eyes.

However, it was Guo Yongsheng who took the first step to attack. His right leg moved out like a spirit snake, and the speed was so fast that only an arc was left by the dark blue trouser leg.

The strength of this kick looked ferocious, but it was not aimed at kicking people. Halfway through, Guo Yongsheng walked across a crescent-like trajectory with his feet, directly hooking the heel of Wu Gou's calf.

Not to be outdone, Wu Gou stepped down and wrapped himself around in a whirl, the sound of the two trouser legs colliding with each other was loud and loud.

However, Guo Yongsheng's true intention was not here. Instead of entangled with Wu Gou, he turned his leg and kicked Wu Gou's other leg directly with the thunderous sole. At this time, he was almost unavoidable with one foot!
The combination of hook legs and side kicks is the most classic leg technique in Wing Chun!

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wu Gou simply twisted his waist and rolled over on the spot. The fierce side kick brushed the hem of his trousers, leaving a khaki mud mark.

Although he dodged successfully, Guo Yongsheng was already in his arms, and he didn't expect to rely on this blow to defeat the enemy.

After kicking the air, he immediately exerted his strength with his feet. His dark figure was like a black thunder passing through, and he didn't intend to leave Wu Gou with a chance to adjust.

He carefully studied Wu Gou's first four games, and he was convinced that as long as he could bring the scene into a close-to-hand combat situation, his winning rate would be at least [-]% or more.

However, Wu Gou, who had rolled twice on the floor, was also ruthless about Guo Yongsheng's psychology. He supported the floor with both hands, stretched his back and stretched his whole body into a bow shape, turned around and kicked his feet, and slid There was nothing sloppy in his movements.

This was inspired by the strange trick of the Drunken Eight Immortals, which caught Li Yinghong off guard as early as in the qualifying round, but this time, Wu Gou didn't have the slightest intention to hold back.

A sharp and unexpected kick slammed towards Guo Yongsheng's lower abdomen from bottom to top, but the latter's body suddenly slanted sideways strangely, and the unstoppable counterattack just fell through.

Wu hook played four games, and Guo Yongsheng didn't study it in vain!

After he got out of the way, he didn't hesitate to pounce with his hands like a tiger and leopard, and was about to pull Wu Gou's thigh joint.

However, Wu Gou reacted almost at the same time. He slammed his hands on the floor, and while turning over and flying into the air, the whip-like strength in his waist and abdomen exploded with a crisp sound from the bones, and his whole body spun like a spinning top.

The hammer-like heel swept half a circular arc in the opposite direction, and kicked hard into Guo Yongsheng's knee socket.

This impromptu change made half of the audience stand up straight away, and the unrestrained style of play was completely beyond the imagination of most people.

"Sweep legs?"

Li Yinghong stuck out her tongue uncertainly, and then a wide palm fell on her shoulder behind her.

When she turned her head, she saw her master smiling kindly.

"Yes, it's just sweeping the legs. Look carefully. You can learn a lot from this kid." Jiang Mulin said, the milky white candy under his tongue turned into a hint of sweetness and swayed on the taste buds. It’s not straightforward.”

"What a monster." Li Yinghong muttered.

"Hey, there's still another mountain, isn't it? Back then, that's what other people said about you coming. Now, I think this kid might really become a monster after the six beatings."

Jiang Mulin said, with a happy expression on his deeply wrinkled face.

A large bead of sweat rolled down Guo Yongsheng's forehead, and the severe pain seemed to penetrate into his heart. Wu Gou kicked him directly to one knee on the ground, and taking advantage of this gap, he landed lightly and stood firm.

He had no interest in torturing his opponent, and it was over.

Thinking this way, Wu Gou didn't intend to give Guo Yongsheng a chance to slow down. He strode forward quickly, kicking his lower body with a flying kick.

Guo Yongsheng saw that the situation was not good, so he didn't want to sit still and wait for death. He pinched the person, held his breath and turned over suddenly, his body swayed like a weed, and his hands stretched out to pull Wu Gou's calf.

Wu Gou didn't take it seriously, and with a swipe of his thigh, he made a curve in the air. Although Guo Yongsheng failed to catch his opponent, he was overjoyed. He saw an opportunity between three punches and two kicks!
I saw his feet moving and shifting suddenly, his body sank, and he punched Wu Gou directly in the lower abdomen with a horse stance.

There was a trace of fierceness in Wu Gou's eyes, and a thunderbolt rolled down his left wrist, cutting off his head with a palm.

But Guo Yongsheng was waiting for such a move. He stepped forward to meet him, his fists changed into palms at the same time, and he assumed the posture of probing hands and guards in Wing Chun. Taotao bombarded Wu Gou with endless fists and feet.

There was no trace of panic on Wu Gou's face, his fists and feet were not muddled, and he just went up to meet him.

The two hands interlaced and linked each other, a series of deep sounds of flesh and blood clashing could be heard far away, with no gap in between, the whistling wind made the cochlea hurt, and the four arms' extremely fast offensive and defensive battles drew out muddy yellow shadows.

After a few moves, Guo Yongsheng immediately realized that something was wrong. The young man on the other side took the initiative to give up the opportunity to fight melee. He was happy at first, thinking that it was an opportunity no matter what, but he didn't think about it, but his arms were numb first. When he came down, he was getting heavier and heavier under the pressure of the opponent's fist.

Unwilling in his heart, he held his breath and turned his hand upside down to protect his heart, and turned his left hand into forceps to grab Wu Gou's wrist.

Wu Gou's face was expressionless, his whole eyes tightened suddenly, his arm swung, and the back of his fist smashed away Guo Yongsheng's asking for directions. After the middle door opened wide, he kicked his knee straight out.

Guo Yongsheng knew how powerful he was, he moved his footsteps and wanted to get out of the way, but Wu Gou's knee suddenly spread away in the middle, his calf turned into a kick, and he was caught in Guo Yongsheng's heart with the force of a sharp arrow piercing his heart impartially. in the stomach.

He spat out a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, and while he was leaning back in mid-air, he still condensed his waist strength and wanted to turn around and fight back.

but--

In the next moment, Guo Yongsheng felt his scalp numb as if he had been electrocuted, and his blood-stained fist in his peripheral vision was getting bigger and bigger.

"Boom!"

Wu Gou turned around and pulled out a light-brown afterimage in the air with a powerful fist, which hit Guo Yongsheng's eye socket heartily.

He raised his head and flew out a few positions, a big purple circle appeared on his face, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't do it when his eyes were darkened.

Wu Gou let out a low growl that was pressed into his chest, with a bit of joy on his face.

In this fight, more than [-] people present were unable to utter a word for a while.

　Pigeon Chapter [-]. There were too many things yesterday, and I only had time to write a chapter
　　
　
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