Chapter 132

The first move in a fight.

At the next moment, Pu Zhiyong's body thumped back a few steps. Just as his body was about to retreat to the rope of the challenge arena, Du Yu stepped over at a very fast speed. When Pu Zhiyong lost his balance and wanted to react, he grabbed his collar and pulled forward so gently. When Pu Zhiyong lost control and rushed to the center of the challenge arena, Du Yu slapped him on the back.

"This is for the first Chinese warrior you defeated

At the same time, Du Yu said coldly.

Because of the great power of his hand, Pu Zhiyong felt sweet in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Because of Du Yu's hand, his body lost control and rushed out to the other side of the challenge arena.

when Peng Zhiyong is lying on the cable, he bounces back.

He spat blood, because he just rushed out of the action, and in the arena sprinkled a long slip.

"This So powerful... "

"I'll do it. I won't be blind. That's a move!"

"I lean, I lean, I lean, do you want to hang like this, do you want to hang like this..."

"The elder martial brother of the goddess is really hanged. It's really powerful. No wonder the goddess likes him..."

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, elder martial brother has done a good job. Since then, I am your brain powder..."

"Who else, who else, who just said that elder martial brother can't beat Han Bangzi, stand up, stand up..."

The audience in the audience exploded.

Can you stop frying pan?

In the past, park Chih Yung abused the Chinese martial arts, provoked all kinds of things, and even in the end, no one dared to go on the stage, so that Yi Xiaoyan, a girl, went on the stage for the second time.

This makes the audience, like a volcano in their heart, can finally erupt now.

In particular, Du Yu beat him to spit blood with one move, which was really shocking.

"Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, well done. I knew that Yuzi was such a cheerful person. Old turtles, you just vowed that Yuzi was not the opponent of Han Bangzi. Don't you think it's hard to beat him in the face Mo Xiaoshan laughed and did not forget to taunt some old guys.

Mo Xiaoshan was disgusted with these old guys because of their previous style.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what are you doing with these old things? They are only suitable for making turtles with small heads." Although Yi Xiaoyan is a woman, she scolds more directly. At the moment, she was so excited that she knew Du Yu was powerful, but she never thought that Du Yu would be so powerful.

Of course, when she was in danger, Du Yu appeared in time. Her heart, plop, plop, was a disorderly jump, which was a little disorderly.

Several old guys were ridiculed by the two men and their faces turned red one after another. In fact, they have lost face now. The reason why they can still sit here is that they have thick skin. Otherwise, they would have left long ago.

"Hum, what are you proud of? It's just the beginning of the fight. What's a sneak attack?" Jin Tiemu said angrily.

When he said this, several old people around him coughed one after another, because his words were too humiliating.

"Traitor and running dog, you still think that my elder martial brother will lose. I really don't know what to think. You can rest assured that my elder martial brother will never lose." Yi Xiaoyan glared at Jin Tiemu.

"Let's go, Xiaoyan. What are you talking about with them? I feel ashamed to sit here now." Mo Xiaoshan took Yi Xiaoyan to one side.

On the challenge arena, they are still facing each other.

Pu Zhiyong, who was shot by Du Yu spitting blood, wiped the blood and got up slowly from the ground. At the moment, he felt the burning pain in his back, just like a needle prick. "Fierce, I finally met a good opponent."

Just now, he was somewhat despised. He was hit by Du Yu's move. The subsequent moves didn't show up, so he was shot in the back.

However, from the fight with Du Yu just now, he has seen that Du Yu may be a very powerful opponent. However, he is quite confident in his own strength. Although he has never participated in any competition, his Taekwondo strength is not inferior to those famous Taekwondo masters in the Han Dynasty.

Plus previously, he lost so many people in a row, which naturally made him full of confidence.

Du Yu said with a slight smile: "yes, but I think your Kung Fu is just like that!"

"Then let's go on." Park Chih Yong said, with his feet kicking, he rushed towards Du Yu and kicked him high.

The speed and strength of his kick had reached the acme. It was like a shadow sweeping towards Du Yu in the air.

"Peng!"

His foot, because it was too fast, made an air breaking sound in the air.In contrast, Du Yu just stood in the same place, motionless in the face of his attack.

Seeing that Du Yu didn't move, park Zhiyong had such an idea in his mind that Du Yu had already been beaten to the ground.

However, just when his foot was about to touch Du Yu's head, Du Yu in his eyes moved.

Du Yu's action seems to be light and slow, and it's just a simple sideways movement, and then push forward a palm action.

But let Park Zhiyong feel a dangerous attack, even, he can feel a mountain of pressure, toward him so pressure down.

"Not good."

He let out a bad cry and tried to avoid it, but it was too late, because he felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his chest. He lost control and flew out.

"Peng!"

He stumbled into the cable, then fell on the ground, spitting blood, and felt as if his chest was on fire.

Two moves!

Every move fell on him, but on the contrary, he didn't touch Du Yu at all, even his clothes.

Du Yu's performance made the audience boiling again.

"I rely on, awesome, it's awesome."

"Hang beating, absolute strength hang beating, let this Han country stick just now still crazy, now the elder martial brother has come to accept him."

, "cool, it's really awesome. My brother is really giving me strength, and this is the crushing of strength."

The audience don't know du Yu, but they all know that Du Yu is Yi Xiaoyan's elder martial brother. After all, just now I heard Yi Xiaoyan calling his elder martial brother in the challenge arena.

So now everyone uses elder martial brother to call Du Yu.

"Elder martial brother is powerful, pure man. I can't do it. I'll give my elder martial brother a monkey!"

"Go away, male god elder martial brother has goddess younger martial sister, elder martial brother, come on, deal with this man hard."

"Yes, elder martial brother, we should clean up this man and let him know the strength of our Chinese martial arts."

Many people cheer for Du Yu. Du Yu's strong performance makes them crazy.

Let him go?

Du Yu didn't mean to let him go at all.

He already knew what Park Zhiyong had done. To tell the truth, he was very angry in his heart.

If not in front of so many people, he doesn't mind beating him to death.

In fact, Du Yu is also an angry youth.

"It's for the second man." Du Yu looked at PU Zhiyong, who was lying on the ground and spitting blood, coldly.

Park Chih Yung got up from the ground with his hands propped up, his body shaking slightly. This time, he was deeply hit, because he had used all his strength, but he was still beaten away by Du Yu.

He is not reconciled!

But he has to admit that Du Yu is likely to be more powerful than him. Maybe, he is really not an opponent.

"Great, but I won't give up so much, ah."

After finishing his speech, park Chih Yong let out a loud cry. His body suddenly radiated a great momentum. The blue tendons on his neck burst out. When he stepped on his feet, his body rushed out like a shell.

Inspire potential!

He used the power to stimulate his potential.

Du Yu heard Zhu Hongyu say that some ancient martial arts schools or families have secret methods to stimulate their potential and instantly improve their combat effectiveness. However, as time goes on, their ability declines and their body becomes weak.

This is a kind of move to kill 1000 enemies and damage 800. You can't use it unless you have to.

I didn't expect that he knew how to use moves to stimulate his potential.

If you think about it carefully, you will be relieved, because the state of Han was a subsidiary of China in ancient times, and the existence of ancient warriors in the state of Han is not uncommon.

But who gave him the courage to come to China like this.

Facing his fierce attack, Du Yu pushed his feet and won.

Park Chih Yong came with a punch.

And Du Yu also came with a punch.

"Peng!"

When the two fists meet, park flies out again, and he feels as if his arm is useless.

At the moment when he flew out, Du Yu caught up with him for the first time, grabbed one of his arms, and then threw it into the sky like this. Like a kite, park Zhiyong was thrown up and down a distance of seven or eight meters.

This is the temporary venue of the basketball court. The temporary height of the venue is very high.

"The slap was for a third person to hit you." Du Yu looked at Park Zhiyong who fell from the sky and said coldly.

"Damn it, elder martial brother. What is he doing? Do you want to kill Pu Zhiyong?"

"It's so cruel, but I like this kind of elder martial brother."

"Cool

If you fall from such a high place, even in the challenge arena, you will die alive.Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Du Yu reached out and grabbed him, so as not to let him fall to death, while his other hand slapped him in the face.

"Pa!"

"It's for the fourth man to hit you."

Whoosh!

Park Chih Yong was thrown into the air by Du Yu again. This time, he was just like three or four meters. He fell heavily on the challenge arena with a puff, which made him wallow in pain.

Next, Du Yu used many ways to fall on Park Zhiyong one by one, but park Zhiyong didn't know when he was unconscious.

After the thirteen moves, Du Yu put a little healing power into his hand, and Pu Zhiyong gradually woke up. Du Yu's mouth turned up slightly, with a disdainful expression on his face, and said: "this is the consequence of your provocation against China. Little Han Kingdom, come to China to tease and seek death. Do you think you're so good? "

"I heard that you have played dozens of Chinese martial arts schools on behalf of your Taekwondo school, which is very good, very good, very good."

Du Yu looks at PU Zhiyong with burning eyes. At the moment, he has thought about how to do it. Maybe, he should do something that indignant youth want to do