The Last Mecha

Chapter 89 Qualifications ([-])

silence.

The wind outside the window rolled over the curtain painted with dragon sparrows, making a soft rustling sound. The eyes of the two people in the center reflected each other, as if nails were stuck in their feet, they remained motionless.

It makes people feel that a drop of water will make a clear crisp sound when it rolls down.

If the audience were closer, they would have noticed the subtle movements of Wu Gou and Li Yinghong's lips.

"You first."

"I don't go first, you are a girl, you go first."

"It's not for you, I saw that your shots were too weird before, let me see first."

"Isn't it true that Master Jiang personally taught his disciples, and he is also afraid of me, a child of a commoner family?"

"Screw you--"

After Li Yinghong finished speaking, her figure cut through the air immediately, and when the distance between the two of them was within five steps, she tapped the floor fiercely, and her whole body swept into a phantom. His whip fist is like a spark crossing the border!
Wu Gou's eyes darkened, his body suddenly erratic, and the moment Li Yinghong raised his fist, he fell down directly.

It was such a playful movement that Li Yinghong, who was in mid-air, couldn't touch it enough. Her slender arm turned into a white shadow and passed by. Then her expression turned fierce, she twisted her waist in an instant to change her momentum, and stepped directly on Wu hook.

Wu Gou didn't stop, and at the same time he landed on the ground, he turned and rolled, and the gray-white shoes brushed his cheeks and fell. Then he put his hands on the ground, straightened his waist and stretched his legs, and using his back as a fulcrum, he kicked Li Yinghong's waist backwards.

The chaotic and random playing style really caught the girl by surprise.

"Boom!"

A dull voice didn't spread too far, it was the girl named Li Yinghong, who was successfully countered for the first time today.

Wu Gou kept his feet, but he didn't realize that what he did was adding fuel to the fire.

The pain didn't overwhelm her consciousness, but Li Yinghong felt that her face was burning, and for the first time there was a trace of hostility in those watery eyes.

She leaned over abruptly, and pressed her forward with a sweeping kick with one leg. Wu Gou had already made a move. After hitting the opponent in front of him, he immediately jumped up and jumped up, avoiding it in the air quite dangerously.

Then the girl's figure blocked the skylight from the window, and the blood vessels on Li Yinghong's delicate fist burst, and the moment she swept her legs, her whole body leaped up like a bird of prey in ambush, her arms twisted, and her fist spun fiercely, the wind was fierce!

This move was unimaginably fast, Wu Gou had no room to dodge at all, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to subconsciously prop up an arm to resist, and he landed heavily amidst the sound of fleshy flesh, rolling several times in a row, his bones smashed on the ground. The movement on the floor was equally frightening.

As soon as Li Yinghong succeeded in the blow, she was subconsciously elated, and immediately realized something, she sneaked a sneaky glance at Jiang Mulin who was in the distance, and she saw her master's gray eyes fixed on her, with no expression on her face.

She shivered subconsciously, because the master gave her an order last night—tomorrow's competition, first, the strength should not exceed [-]%, and second, the kung fu of the hands and feet should not be used by the family of Xingyimen.

At that moment just now, she was hot-headed, and she used the eagle form among the twelve forms of body movement, and although the punching method was not a serious one, it really brought the strength of a drilling fist, and the strength was even stronger. Nearly forty percent.

She violated both rules.

Just when Li Yinghong was feeling apprehensive, Wu Gou in front of him got up in twos and threes. The arm he used to resist with his left hand was stained black and blue, but he pretended not to notice it.

"Come on, there is one last resort."

Before Li Yinghong could respond, the figure on the opposite side had already rushed in front of her, her clenched fists crackling and crackling, as if she was about to use some killer trick.

Her body reacted faster than her head, and she subconsciously grabbed Wu Gou's arm with her hands on the side of her shoulder, but she grasped Wu Gou's arm so firmly, as if the other party had taken the initiative to stick to it.

"What are you doing in a daze? Throw it away."

Wu Gou's voice rang in her ears, and Li Yinghong shuddered. She didn't hesitate any longer, and exerted all her strength with her arms. The boy was thrown flying by the huge force, but in mid-air, he exerted force on his waist, and spun his body violently, The whole person fell in a half-squat position, and the soles of his cowhide shoes pulled out two long scorched black marks on the floor.

Three and a half steps behind him is the boundary drawn by white paint.

He became the second person to be qualified to open the six rounds.

Although the landing posture at the end was much more beautiful than Liu Shuying, Wu Gou was not more conspicuous than Liu Shuying, and even rolled a few times on the ground because of the second punch. The appearance of embarrassment.

As everyone knows, if he hadn't used this method to relieve his strength, it would have been more than a simple matter of his arms turning blue.

After Wu Gou's stimulation, the number of challengers gradually increased. The fight lasted from morning to sunset. In the end, even Li Yinghong's face inadvertently showed a trace of tiredness. Don't mention it.

It is worth mentioning that Duan Changgong also got the spot to open the sixth round. Under Liu Shuying's guidance, he waited until dark and challenged with the last place.

Then, as soon as he entered the stage, he half-slumped and swung a few bastard punches at Li Yinghong. On the ground, he flipped several rollers in a row, and his rogue style of play made everyone laugh, but he dragged three moves abruptly without being thrown out.

Many people beat their chests and stamped their feet immediately after seeing this practice, annoyed about such a little face, why didn't they think of it.

Liu Shuying knew very well that although this method did not violate the rules, it was hard to say whether it would be recognized if there were too many people following it. This was also the reason why he asked Duan Changgong to wait until the end to play.

In addition, the powerful opponents that Wu Gou judged earlier, Deng Yunxiong, Cao Zhiwen, Guo Yongsheng, and Baji Li Youyi, all qualified.

Interestingly, Li Youyi was the only one among the 39 qualified teenagers present who was not thrown out by Li Yinghong. Under the circumstances, she may have to suffer.

In short, the best players are already in place, and the six rounds starting tomorrow will definitely be quite exciting.

"That. Master~ I'm back~"

Li Yinghong shrunk her head, still worried about the scene with Wu Gou during the day.

"Thank you, you played well today, wait for me for 5 minutes, go out and buy some fish, everyone will eat well tonight."

Jiang Mulin smiled slightly, then turned around, but turned back as if thinking of something, "I have a message for you brothers and sisters, I don't care about others, people from Xingyimen, don't care about going to the Concession Breton tonight Whatever you post, you are not allowed to gossip outside.”

After saying this, he walked slowly, but disappeared at the door in two or three steps.

"You are lucky. It seems that Master is in a really good mood today."

Behind Li Yinghong, Lu Shouliang patted her on the shoulder.

(End of this chapter)