The Last Mecha

Chapter 94 The First Challenge

The tragedy on Queen's Avenue became known to everyone and became the headlines of the big and small reports. The Jiangsong Municipal Bureau, represented by the city inspector Guo Penglai, expressed deep regret for the incident and sincerely expressed that as long as it is not suppressed, The British side is willing, and the city hall will send a large number of people to the relevant areas of the concession to investigate, but unfortunately no response has been received.

The Breton side of the concession remained silent. In the early morning of the same day, the pan-Asian executive Ola sent a report for several days, bringing back the news of the death of the youngest overseas chamber of commerce president in history, Brendan Barones, and submitted a An investigative report on suspicious points at the scene.

The iron-like evidence all points to the most mysterious country on the continent of Europa - the Church State. Of course, the possibility that Frank Milligan and his like are secretly sowing discord is not ruled out.

Queen Victoria II issued a sad obituary, claiming that the murderer would definitely pay the due price. The warships at the Liuma Strait base in West Asia were about to sail to the Far East, but they turned around and returned within an hour.

Nothing happened.

In the gloomy and hot weather, the six rounds of the Jiangsong Martial Arts Hall officially started.

It's called the Six Challenges, but actually it doesn't mean that everyone has to play all six group arenas. Jiang Mulin personally arranges all the matches until the final champion is determined.

But in fact, the meaning of this championship is not very big, the position of the direct disciple is all in his words.

The third apprentice, Lu Shouliang, was not the winner. He regrettably stopped in the semi-finals in that selection, but Jiang Mulin's attention was drawn to his background from an ordinary military household.

After the dust settled, Jiang Mulin's decision once caused a lot of criticism and opposition in the local area, but he ignored it. Instead, he threw out all the generals who came to him, including his entourage. , the temper of martial arts practitioners can be fully displayed here.

The list of qualifications for the six competitions, as well as every subsequent competition are held behind closed doors. Guests are no longer invited as on the first day, and internal affairs are not exposed. , and a few good martial artists, there are no bystanders.

At noon, there was no sunlight, and streamers floated under the gray sky.

Wu Gou made preparations early on, put on a light short shirt, and sneaked in when there were no people in the neighborhood.

Whether intentionally or not, Jiang Mulin lined up six rounds for him, and the first round is today.

And his opponent is none other than Li Yaotian's young apprentice of Wing Chun in Fujian, Cao Zhiwen.

This man has not been practicing martial arts for a long time. For Wu Gou, if he lets go of his hands and feet, it is really not a tough battle.

It's a pity that he took into account the eyes of others, firstly, his moves couldn't be correct, and secondly, he couldn't reveal the fact that his Qi was close to 5. After all, even if it was a rough stone, the Qi level was rarely higher than 2.

The pre-match preparations and other people's predictions are ignored, but most people feel that the outcome of this match is a [-]-[-] split. As for the boy named Wu Gou, they feel that they are full of uncertainty.

Wu Gou tied his shoelaces tightly, stretched his legs, stretched his back, and went on stage. There were only a few spectators, half and half of the contestants plus Xingyi disciples.

In front of him was a boy who was one year younger than himself, with a baby face and short hair, but was almost as tall as him. The black beads under the single eyelid looked full of energy, and an imperceptible word Sichuan was wrinkled on the serious forehead, very serious .

On the ring stage, life and death are not a question. Of course, as a chosen disciple, it is very unlikely that he will open the six rings. Everyone knows that Jiang Mulin will stop him at the moment of life and death, but he will not care about bleeding, disfigurement, and fractures. One eye or something is normal, but learning martial arts does not accept elites, and they are not disciples of Xingyi.

Therefore, every game must be a fight to the death, an unreserved fierce fight.

"start!"

In Song Yunqian's energetic voice, Cao Zhiwen exerted strength with both feet, and his whole body turned into the momentum of a fierce dragon crossing the river, rushing towards the opponent in front of him.

Wing Chun, who has a certain status in Nanquan, is a close combat technique with two hands. He is good at bunting, fighting and grappling. The first choice in combat must be to smooth the distance!

On Cao Zhiwen's immature face, there was the same fierceness as the waves, Wu Gou easily let him approach behind him without hesitation, hooked his hand sideways, and rushed forward with his left palm to grab his wrist.

Wu Hook didn't hesitate to give in. Facing Cao Zhiwen's advance, he twisted his wrist, drew more than half of the arc in the air, and slipped away from his palm like a loach, and punched his arm with a backhand fist that would knock his arm off.

And Cao Zhiwen was not surprised that his attack was blocked. The real attack was on his right fist hidden behind his side. While Wu Gou blocked his capture, his right fist under his ribs came out of the hole like a wild dragon, stirring up a strong wind Voice.

This two-way approach, one in front and one in the back, is the consistent routine of Wing Chun masters. When close to the body, the leg skills are too fast. Once successfully suppressed, the thunderous elbows and inch strikes will crush the opponent. !
"Boom!"

Amidst the heavy sound, Cao Zhiwen felt his scalp go numb, and the fist that flowed in the dark took the lead and hit the tip of his chin viciously, and a sweet and rusty smell rose up his throat.

While falling sideways, he was looking at the opponent in front of him in mid-air. In the eyes of that young man, Cao Zhiwen saw the coldness of the twelfth lunar month.

"You have no chance."

Those eyes seemed to speak.

Cao Zhiwen gritted his teeth, turned around and stomped his feet, a smear of pink blood spit out from his mouth, Wu Gou had already caught up behind him, and a disorderly kick swept across like a flying star!

But at this moment, Cao Zhiwen had already tried his best to stand still, and he turned around abruptly, with desperate vigor in the corners of his bloodshot eyes!

"Whoosh!"

Wu Gou's kick swept away, and at last the boy in front of him leaped high, almost brushing Wu Gou's leg between his shoes and dodging in the air.

It's not over yet!
He charged at Wu Gou in mid-air, his knees curled up, his momentum was like that of a sea jiaolong.

Once this violent knee attack succeeded, it would be a devastating blow to Wu Gou.

However, the young man's eyes were bright, and while kicking the air, he jerked to one side, his cheek almost touching Cao Zhiwen's knee and dodged away, then grabbed his curled calf with both hands, and pulled it violently.

"Boom!"

Amid the heavy landing, Cao Zhiwen was pressed down by Wu Gou, with his elbow pressed against his throat.

He gritted his teeth against the breath that was so fast that it was about to burst, and finally took a long breath, his limbs relaxed and he collapsed on the ground.

Victory.

Wu Gou shook his body, turned around with cupped hands, and went off the stage without looking back, all done in one go.

A series of smooth images made the audience quiet for a while, and then there were loud noises. Before the start of the ring, they stared at Li Youyi and locked Guo Yongsheng, but they didn't know that such a dark horse appeared from that corner.

　The 96 chapter card has been reviewed... Wait a minute, I thought I didn't write anything...

　　
　
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