Chapter 388

"In that case, follow the rules of the Chinese warrior."

Nanaizi, the old woman, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Tian Miyagi and Mr. Li spared no effort to compete. If we are lucky enough to win, please don't let Mr. Li and your people interfere in this matter. If we lose, how about turning around and leaving?"

"Joke, lose to turn round to walk, that has such treatment." "Do you think we are stupid?" the leopard said

"What do you want to do? Our island warriors don't mind casualties!" Nanaizi snapped.

"This..." The mountain leopard frowned. The so-called trapped animals are still fighting. Although these dwarfs have been forced to the corner, they still have two skills in sword dancing. If they really fight in one stroke, even if they win, they will have to kill a few people. They are surrounded by their own confidants. It's hard to accept who will be killed or injured.

Yan Qiqi turned her eyes and said with a smile: "that's not so good. If you win, we won't intervene in this matter. But if you lose, you have to admit publicly on the Internet that juhedao is better than Bajiquan. The islanders are completely defeated by the Chinese."

"You..."

Hearing Yan Qiqi's words, Tiangong Chongshan was furious. This time, even if it was an ordinary fight between the two people, they would be promoted to national hatred. If they lost, would they still have the slightest position in the country?

"Good!"

Tiangong Chongshan didn't speak, but nainaizi agreed directly: "a gentleman's word is hard to catch up with, so please ask Mr. Li to do it!"

"Nanaizi!" Tian Gong frowned and said in a low voice, "I have no decisive chance of winning for the person in front of me."

"Mr. Tiangong, as a great swordsman of juhedao, how can you shrink back in the face of challenges? This will damage the honor of our island country!"

"But..."

"Don't talk about it. When it's done, I promise you that the affairs of the Tiangong family will be done." Naizi said to the old man seriously.

Hearing nanaizi's words, Tiangong Chongshan's only one eyed light dimmed, but also nodded and said: "OK! I promise you

Having said that, the old man directly opened his upper skirt and stepped forward slowly on his clogs. First, he bowed to Li Wengang and said, "Li sang, I'm sorry about what happened just now. The sneak attack behind his back was not done by martial artists. Search for mimai!"

"Never mind, I'm used to it!"

Li Wengang did not care nodded, the same left hand boxing salute. Although two people are hostile, but after going on stage the martial arts etiquette does not waste.

Hearing Li Wengang's words, Tian gongchongshan turned pale, as if Li Wengang's words slapped him in the face. "Miso!"

This time, Tiangong Chongshan didn't draw the sword. Instead, he pulled the sword out of the scabbard and gently pulled a flower. Then he raised the blade and said with both hands.

"This Dao is named" Xin Guo ". It is an imitation of" Xin Guo "Dao held by master Tokugawa Liu of our island country according to Lin qichongxin, founder of juhedao. The body of the Dao is five feet three inches, and the weight is 17.85 kg. The body of the Dao is mixed with meteorite. It's extremely sharp. Please be careful, sir!"

Looking at the old man's solemn introduction of his dark red sabre, Li Wengang nodded, stepped on the horse step gently, and the eight pole stake stood still and spoke slowly: "eight pole fist, Li Wengang!"

After all, we have seen Li Wengang's boxing style, and those who have not heard of it have heard of it. It's really hurt when you rub it. The so-called one punch to kill people on him is definitely not just talking about it.

Compared with the Liuhe spear handed down by Zu, Baji boxing is the foundation of Li Wengang's life. This duel is not just a trial of two sides, but a fight on the reputation of the warrior. Neither side dares to be distracted.

After they posed, they were still for a long time. They all looked back and forth at the atmosphere and did not dare to breathe.

"Boss, when will it be?" Looking at the time has been more than ten minutes, finally someone whispered.

"Shit I don't know! "

"Shut up, all the experts pay attention to is moving in a flash, often one second can tell the winner or loser, you think you are the same as you

One side of the mountain leopard turned to teach: "patience, this is not common."

"I'll go. It's like reading martial arts novels! It's like Ah Chou...! "

Before he finished speaking, a loud sneeze came. The sneeze was so loud that many people's sensitive nerves were attracted by it.

Looking at everyone looking at him, the sneezing man was embarrassed and said: "sorry, I was in the park with my new girlfriend last night until early in the morning. It seems that I had a cold at this point."

And at the moment when everyone's attention was diverted, the two people who faced each other on the field suddenly moved.

The ancient martial arts: Baji boxing: Vajra eight moves

Juhe skill: one knife flow: Elegy of the lion

the two people crossed each other between the lightning and flint, so fast that it was too late for everyone to see what happened.Li Wengang was still standing at the eight pole stake, while Tiangong Chongshan was still chopping.

After a while, with a sound of "rub", Tiangong Chongshan on the opposite side slowly retracts the knife into the scabbard.

After him, Li Wengang's body split into countless wounds, and large pieces of clothes were split. Under his clothes, it was as if he had been cut into thousands of pieces. Blood dyed him into a bloody man, and after soaking his clothes, the blood dropped to the ground.

With a plop, Li Wengang fell to his knees.

"Boss!" Seeing this, the mountain leopard rushed up with people.

One side of Nai nai son saw that his face was full of satisfaction and said with a smile: "OK, let's do this..."

"Plop!"

Before she had finished her words, Tiangong Chongshan, who was about to put his knife into the scabbard, fell to the ground, his face like gold paper.

I saw a deep depression in his left rib, and even the blue purple fist print on his skin.

"Mr. Tian Gong!"

Seeing that Tiangong fainted in the past, the warriors on the island side were also in chaos.

Looking at the confusion of both sides, the old woman on one side looked at an Xiuer in Yan Qiqi's arms not far away.

Taking advantage of the public's confusion, Naizi directly came forward and grabbed an Xiuer's arm and pulled it up.

"Sir Xiuer, you must go with me today!"

The old woman's big dry hand seemed to pull the girl's slender wrist.

"Ah, how can you be like this!" Yan Qi grabs his angry hand.

"Bitch!"

Seeing that Yan Qiqi tried every means to stop the old woman from getting angry, she reached out and took out a knife from her arms, then slashed it fiercely. Yan Qiqi couldn't dodge, and her arm was scratched. As soon as her hand was loose, an Xiuer was dragged into the old woman's arms.

"Sister Kiki!" An Xiuer, who was dragged into the old woman's arms, suddenly struggled.

"Sir Xiuer, shut up

The old woman covered the girl's mouth, and several island warriors escorted her, ignoring the comatose Tian Gong Chongshan on the ground and retreating towards the gate of food for heaven.

Unexpectedly, before we got to the gate, a thin Chinese stood in front of the door.

"Baga!" An island warrior waves a knife at the man at the door. It seems that he doesn't care about the other party's casualties at all.

"Sun palm!" In front of the Chinese people do not dodge, a palm will fight over, palm speed is so fast, even in the air, the smell of hot horse rub.