Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

  Chapter 96 My skills are so strong that I can last for two hours!

   Of course, Qian Quan was not paying tribute to Zhang Xianger and the others, let alone trying to make a new idea to scare Igarashi Yugi.

  He is purely influenced by Wang Zhenren's Tai Chi practice, he does what he thinks, and does whatever he wants.

  However, Igarashi Yugiri, who has been studying Chinese martial arts silently for many years, really didn't see which one he was posing.

   It doesn't matter anymore, now is not the time to be distracted.

   Igarashi Xigiri's whole body tensed up, as if all the energy in his body could explode from his body at any time.

  Qian Quan is relatively loose and flexible, and there is no specific point of effort.

  The two approached slowly, their palms touching tentatively.

   Igarashi Xigiri suddenly mobilized, slapped his palms, took advantage of the momentum to clenched his fists, followed by a back fist and a counterpunch.

   Fast enough to blink and miss.

  However, he hits fast, and Qian Quan blocks quickly, his body moves, his hands transform into strength, and his hands block.

   Igarashi Xiwu's speed did not slow down, and a straight punch rushed towards Qian Quan's face, but Qian Quan turned his head to avoid it.

   Igarashi's fist in front of him feinted, and his back fist slammed towards Qian Quan's side face.

  Qian Quan stepped sideways and dodged back, and Igarashi Yugiri took advantage of the situation with a series of straight punches.

  Qian Quan is still going step by step, resolving them one by one.

  Wgaran Xiwu's Kuaiquan failed to achieve success, and suddenly kicked Qian Quan's neck with a high whip kick with his right foot.

  Qian Quan crossed his hands, set his feet apart, and took advantage of the situation to avoid the sweeping combo of his hind legs.

  The two of them fought, watching you come and I made many moves, but less than ten seconds passed.

   It looks more like warming up and testing each other.

   "Generally speaking, the offensive and defensive actions played in this round are enough to determine the winner, but for them it is just a warm-up." Zhang Xianger commented.

   "That Japanese attack in less than two seconds, including a feint and an assault, was so fast that it was almost an instinctive reaction. I would lose right there." Bai Yungee said.

  Zhao Baiyu was engrossed in watching and declined to comment.

  On the field, Igarashi and Qian Quan pulled away again. They stared at each other's footwork and bodywork, moving and spinning around fast and slow, and started some extreme pulling and testing.

   "It's your turn?" Igarashi Yugiri challenged.

  Qian Quan suddenly made a sideways knee feint, Igarashi Yugiri slid and moved sideways, avoiding Qian Quan's attacking route.

  Qian Quan's body flicked twice quickly, as if he made a fake movement of shaking his shoulders when he hit his opponent with his back in basketball.

   Immediately afterwards, the left fist swept out, a feint, and the right fist slammed straight to the face.

   Igarashi Xiwu avoided sideways, turned half a circle around the step, and kicked fiercely straight at Qian Quan's abdomen.

  Qian Quan turned around and wrapped his arms around his feet, and slashed obliquely at Igarashi's neck with the saber in his right hand, extremely tricky and sharp.

   "Good!" Zhang Xianger blurted out.

   Igarashi Yugiri tried her best to lean back at an unbelievable angle, her face was bloodshot for an instant, and she managed to avoid it.

   "It's a pity!" Zhang Xianger said, "If this knife hits the target, the game will be over."

  Qian Quan seized this momentary opportunity to gain the upper hand, crossed his arms and shook his chest.

Igarashi Xigiri took three steps back by herself, intentionally lying on the ground, dispelling the strength of Qian Quan, followed by a carp, yelled some Japanese viciously, and began to use her own trick of pressing the bottom of the box, crazy Counterattack:

  Side kick in the middle section, kick after turning around, sweep in the upper section...

  Qian Quan avoided both feet, and his heart was full of pride. Seeing you playing so self-righteously, who is afraid of you?

  When Igarashi kicked the "scorpion wagging tail", Qian Quan hit him with a "sweep forward", and had a head-to-head confrontation with him.

  Boom!

  Both feet bumped back and forth, making a muffled sound.

  Qian Quan felt a numb pain coming from his footsteps, as if he had kicked a century-old tree.

  I believe Igarashi Yugiri will not feel good either.

  The two separated and turned into a confrontation again.

   Igarashi Yugiri assumed a new posture, and the shape of his hands changed into a double hand.

  This hand shape is the same as Wing Chun Biaozhi. It is a high-level fighting technique, and its functions are similar. It mainly stabs the opponent's eyes and pokes the opponent's weak acupuncture points.

  Even if the strength of the two seems to be evenly matched, it is close to the end of the fight here.

  Martial arts competition is a physical effort, and it is impossible to have the situation in martial arts novels where you can't tell the winner after hundreds or even thousands of moves.

  Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and every move is exhausted, which consumes a lot of personal energy.

  The most important thing is that after just a few rounds of fighting, the state, fighting spirit and combat power of the two of them have reached their peak at this time.

   Igarashi Xigiri made a sprint, leaped forward, and slammed into Qian Quan with his whole body.

  Legs, hands, head, body, it seems that every part is gaining momentum and attacking in an all-round way.

   "So it's all the same." Zhao Baiyu said without thinking.

  Zhang Xianger said: "Kung fu has been practiced to a high level, and the whole body can hit people. This point leads to the same goal."

  Zhao Baiyu nodded.

  Qian Quan suddenly turned around and out of the way, a few minutes faster than the high-speed spinning top.

   Igarashi Xiwu is like a swift and fierce cheetah, and Qian Quan is like a sensitive ape.

   One pounce, one maneuver.

  Neither of them made unnecessary movements, and even controlled the range just right.

  After landing, Igarashi Yugiri seemed to judge the direction of Qian Quan, stretched his left arm, and grasped Qian Quan's shoulder.

  Qian Quan easily saw through his bluff, twisted his fist with his right hand, and spun and pounded towards Igarashi Xigiri's chest.

   A scene that shocked everyone appeared.

   Igarashi Yugiri did not hide!

  With a cruel and decisive look on his face, he suddenly raised the **** of his right hand, as if squeezing all the strength in his body to the fingertips, and then poked Qian Quan's chest back without returning.

   This is a lose-lose style of play!

   This Japanese devil is not here today to decide the outcome with Qian Quan, but to trade injury for injury!

  The most powerful bystander in the arena, Zhang Xianger, stood up suddenly, with an unusually dignified expression.

  Boom!

  Crack—

   Just as Zhang Xianger got up, two voices came to everyone's ears clearly.

   That was the sound of Qian Quanxuan hitting Igarashi Yugiri's chest and his ribs breaking.

   Igarashi Yugiri suffered this serious injury.

but,

  His **** also firmly hit Qian Quan.

   "Ah!" Igarashi Yugiri's beast-like ecstatic voice.

  Qian Quan's chest was suffocated, his face turned red, and his eyes were on fire. He grabbed Igarashi Yugiri's wrist, twisted his wrist to fold the arm lock, and knocked forward with his elbow from behind.

   With another "snap", Qian Quan crippled his arm, and then kicked him away.

   "I hit it! You're hurt! Hahaha..."

  Warrior Xiwu had bloodshot eyes on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gazing at Qian Quan like a wolf or an eagle, and he smiled viciously.

  However, what he said was correct, Qian Quan was indeed injured, his chest was stuffed with breath, stuffy and swollen, and once he tried to adjust his breath, he would feel a sharp pain.

  It feels like splashing chili oil into the eyes, and the more I want to relieve it, the more painful it becomes.

  Qian Quan snorted coldly, glanced at Igaran Xiwu disdainfully, said "go" to Zhang Xianger, Bai Yuanzhi and Zhao Baiyu, and walked away.

  After the four of them left the Xun Dao Hall, Zhang Xianger said to Qian Quan: "Don't hold back, just spit out blood if you want to vomit."

  Qian Quan stretched out his hand to support Zhang Xianger, exhaled slowly and cautiously, and said:

   "This devil is so ugly!"

  Qian Quan cursed.

   "How do you feel?" Zhang Xianger asked.

  Qian Quan shook his head, his tone was a little weak: "It's very bad, I definitely won't be able to participate in this martial arts exchange competition."

   "I guess that's his purpose, let's not talk about it, go back and use medicinal wine."

"Um."

  Zhao Baiyu said: "Don't worry about recovering from your injuries, we are here in the exchange competition."

   "Yes." Bai Yun Gee nodded.

   "Such a finger, you can actually break his arm, I have to admire you."

  Zhang Xianger showed admiration on his face, he didn't know if Qian Quan was fulfilling his promise to Master.

   "The average person who hits his point will probably collapse within an hour," Qian Quan said, "Thanks to my diligent practice of the set of 'Wudang Jinggong' you gave me during this period of time, I have achieved a little success..."

   "What do you mean?" Zhang Xianger's eyes lit up.

   "I can last two hours."

   "..."

  (end of this chapter)