He said he wouldn't move, so he wouldn't move and see whether his fist was as hard as ever or whether the opponent's thigh was too strong and heavy.
In an instant!
Bang bang bang——
Between the lightning and flint, two people's fists and feet were in the air
When they met, an invisible force spread out between the two of them, surging in all directions.
A dense and dull sound exploded in the field.
Their clothes were fluttering and their black hair was dancing wildly.
The dust on the ground rolled away into the distance, like a sweeping wind blowing across the ground, making it difficult to open one's eyes.
Deng Deng stared——
Qingshan had a determined look on his face, but was kicked by Li Junchen until his whole body slid backwards. His legs left a half-foot-deep ravine on the ground, which showed how strong Li Junchen's legs were.
Li Junchen was in the air, using Qingshan's fist strength to lift his feet up half a foot. He exerted force on his waist again, and whipped his opponent's head towards the opponent's head again.
Qingshan was shocked when he saw this.
He originally thought that Li Junchen had used up all his moves. Although he was kicked backwards by the opponent, he was still just a tiny bit away from falling to the ground.
I didn't expect that the last killer move would be this volley whip kick.
Qingshan had no other choice. He crossed his arms to protect his head and prepared to resist. He was kicked back by Li Junchen. His whole body tilted backwards and he seriously lost his balance. Even if he charged up his fists again, he could no longer compete with Li Junchen's legs. The force of the upward thrust.
Bang——
Li Junchen struck hard and hit Qingshan's arm. The force was beyond Qingshan's imagination. He felt dizzy for a while on the head next to his arm, and the smell of blood rushed into his mouth and nose, and his whole body felt... It flew out in the shape of a big letter.
Before his vision became blurred, Qingshan knew that he had lost this competition.
The young man dressed in red began to hide his strength. This leg just now was his full strength.
"Drink, give me a kick." Lu Youjing shouted.
Facing Qingshan's flying body, he punched the opponent's waist angrily.
Qingshan, who originally had a hint of clarity in his eyes, was beaten on the waist, and the huge pain made him unable to hold on and passed out.
"This Zhuzi...is playing sneak attack again..." This was the last thought in his mind, but he never said it out loud.
Da da--
Qingshan rolled to the ground, face down, and lay quietly on the ground.
"Li Junchen, please tell me whether my punch is powerful or not. Uncle Wei told me that men are most afraid of hurting their waists. No matter how powerful the opponent's martial arts is, as long as he punches him directly on both waists, he will not bend down and kneel down. , just stared, stretched out his legs, and passed out."
Lu Youjing looked at the guy who had broken his arm and lay motionless on the ground after being sneak-attacked by him with a punch.
He stepped in front of Li Junchen and raised his fist, like a child asking for credit.
Li Junchen's mouth turned bitter and his legs were a little weak. It seemed that the clothes on his body were not much cleaner than the ground, so he sat down on the ground neatly.
"How are you doing."
Lu Youjing watched Li Junchen slumped on the ground, holding his arm, trying to lift Li Junchen up from the ground.
"Let me sit for a while." There was no joy after victory in Li Junchen's eyes. His eyes were dull and he stared blankly at Qingshan lying on the ground.
"It's so cold on the ground! Come on, let's go to the pavilion." Lu Youjing saw that Li Junchen's face was pale and without any trace of blood, thinking that the other person was injured just now and fought with all his strength.
Now that I have won, I feel relaxed and the anger in my heart has dissipated.
He was familiar with this kind of thing. He had been forced to practice in the past. When the time was almost up and the master who taught him martial arts asked him to stop, no matter where he was, the first thing he did was fall to the ground, gasping for breath. Ruo Qi, watching the white clouds in the sky floating here and there.
"I want to be quiet."
"Well!"
"Just being alone." Li Junchen said concisely.
"clear."
Lu Youjing was a little confused. The mission was completed and there would be food when he went back. Why did Li Junchen still look unhappy.
He lowered his brows, looked at Li Junchen secretly, and said in a low voice: "You won't take away your credit because of my last punch, will you?"
Li Junchen looked up at Lu Youjing and said, "Brother Lu, I dare not take away your credit."
He pointed at the green hills on the ground and continued: "The way he is now is all caused by your punch, you understand!"
Lu Youjing looked surprised and said anxiously: "Are you sure you're not saying something sarcastic?"
At this moment, Chen Tianwen walked into the stone pavilion with his body hunched over and carrying a bundle of dry firewood that was taller than others.
"ah!"
When he was about to put it down from his back, the firewood on his back fell backwards, and he also rolled backwards. He was lying on the firewood with his feet in the air, and the rattan rope on his shoulders was restraining him. The robe was tightly embedded in his collarbone, making Chen Tianwen unable to move for a moment.
A scream reached the ears of Li Junchen and Lu Youjing, and they all looked away.
Both of them looked dumbfounded. They were sad that Chen Tianwen had been gone for so long. A visual inspection of the dry firewood he brought back seemed to weigh over a hundred kilograms!
They looked at Chen Tianwen, who was sweating profusely, and his black hair was messy and fluffy. If they looked closely, they could see the fine marks scratched by thorns on his frightened face.
Li Junchen stood up from the ground, followed Lu Youjing, and walked quickly towards Shiting.
"Why are you bringing so much firewood here at once!" Lu Youjing hurriedly grabbed Chen Tianwen's lapel, trying to lift him up, but he didn't want to directly lift up the firewood behind him.
"ah!"
All the weight of the dry firewood suddenly hung on Chen Tianwen's shoulders, and he screamed in pain.
Li Junchen hurriedly came up from behind Lu Youjing, reached out and patted the back of Lu Youjing's hand hard, and shouted: "Hurry up and let go of your hands, Chen Tianwen's shoulder was strangled by the cane."
Lu Youjing took a closer look and saw blood stains on Chen Tianwen's clothes on his shoulders. He was so frightened that he quickly let go.
Bang——
uh-huh--
Chen Tianwen frowned and lay back down again with a look of discomfort on his face.
"This...this...this..."
Lu Youjing lowered his head and explained: "Chen Tianwen, I was in a hurry to pull you up just now, but I didn't see that you were injured on your shoulder. You won't blame me for being reckless!"
Chen Tianwen kept talking, but after all he couldn't bear to blame Lu Youjing. The matter had come to this, and no more words could alleviate the burning pain in his shoulder.
Li Junchen sighed, stood aside and said helplessly: "Lu Youjing, first tear off the cane on Chen Tianwen's shoulder."
"Oh, remember to be careful. At another time, Chen Tianwen would have been tortured by you and passed out."
