Chapter 17

"In the third game, ye long vs. Ye Kong." With the cry of the housekeeper Ye Cai, the most anticipated competition began.

The reason why they are expected is not because of how wonderful the competition will be, but because everyone wants to see ye Kong make a fool of himself and see what kind of fool he is beaten.

"Look, fool."

"I don't know how many moves will be thrown off the stage?"

"I guess three tricks."

"Haha, then you overestimate him. I guess he will pee his pants on the stage."

Ye Kong listened to the endless sarcasm below and calmly shook his head. Do you guys have a little compassion and a little brotherhood?

"Please give me more advice." Ye Kong clasped his fists and saluted Ye long.

But he found that there was no response from the opposite side. Ye long on the opposite side carried his hands on his back, raised his head high, and pointed his nostrils at Ye Kong.

"If you don't want to be beaten, get out by yourself!" Ye long snorted.

Although Ye long is only 14 years old, he is taller than ye Hu just now. He looks not much smaller than an adult. He is obviously a power player.

To tell the truth, after watching the competition between Ye Hu and ye Kuang just now, ye Kong himself was a little chilly. He couldn't fight whether he was a power type or a skill type.

People have practiced martial arts for several years, but ye Kong only practiced long-distance running for seven or eight days, so he wanted to defeat his opponent easily? This is impossible. Long distance running and push ups are not so effective.

"Fuck off!" Ye Kong, who had no chance of winning, rushed up with a roar.

I have nothing, but I dare to die! Dare you!

"He curses!" Ye long shouted and flashed aside. He thought Ye Kong would not compete and admit defeat in advance, so he simply put on a posture of eating and fixing the other party, hoping to defeat his opponent with his nostrils.

But he was wrong. Ye Kong not only didn't retreat, but also took the initiative to attack, which caught him a little unprepared.

"It's easy to scold you! Shit, if you don't scold, do you think I'm Guo Jing? I'm a hooligan!" Ye Kong scolded and kicked Ye long again.

However, ye long has also practiced. Ye Kong's several fists without any tricks were easily blocked by him.

"Since you want to be beaten, don't blame the fourth brother for being rude!" Ye Long's eyes flashed violently and he punched out! Ye long, like Ye Hu, also took a rigid and fierce path, punching out his fist with a whistling wind.

Everyone under the stage could see clearly that ye Kong began to fight hard, and there were no moves at all. It could be said that there were many loopholes, but ye long was caught by surprise by him. Now ye long stabilized, and ye Kong's bad day would come.

Even ye Haoran shook his head when he saw such a fight. In fact, he also saw the scene of Ye Kong running in the rain. In his heart, he still had some ideas about this son. He was able to endure hardship and have perseverance. Ye Haoran still gave him full affirmation, so he also expected ye Kong to perform in his heart.

However, as soon as an expert makes a move, he knows whether there is one. Ye Haoran saw at a glance that ye Kong didn't have any martial arts knowledge at all. Your physical strength was not as good as that of others, so you had to learn from ye Kuang before, fight and run, consume the opponent's strength, and then wait for the opportunity to move, take advantage of his flaws, and defeat the opponent at one stroke.

What is your initiative? Don't you want to die by yourself? As long as the other party frees up his hand, he will slap you dead!

In Ye Haoran's view, ye Kong is not as good as ye long in terms of tactics and combat power. At present, ye Long's punch must be defeated in one move.

"Alas." Ye Haoran sighed very slightly, waiting for ye Kong to fail.

However, the development of things is often beyond people's imagination. The so-called miracle is an amazing thing that happens when everyone is not optimistic.

"Bang!" Ye Long's fist, ye Kong really didn't dodge, and the fist hit Ye Kong's chest violently.

But surprisingly, ye Kong didn't fly backward, but ye long scolded and grinned.

Yes, ye Kong is not stupid. Before going out today, he sewed an iron plate in his clothes. It's not thick, but it's enough for ye long. He hit the iron plate with all his strength. It's really deadly.

But even if there is an iron plate buffer, this is enough for ye Kong to drink a pot. Ye Long's fist also has internal skill, which makes Ye Kong's blood surge and his face turn blue.

"Competition without armor!" Ye long shook his wrist as if to break and roared.

But it's not over yet.

Ye Kong's blood surged up, and he couldn't bear it at that moment. He opened his mouth and puffed at the opposite Ye long.

The two men had stood very close, and ye long couldn't hide at all. He was sprayed all over his face and couldn't open his eyes.

"Don't spit blood! Don't attack your eyes!"

Take advantage of his illness and kill him! This is Ye Kong's consistent style, suddenly kicked in the middle of his pants.

"Ow!" Ye long howled in pain, and the gesture was wonderful. His face was covered with blood, his eyes were tightly closed, his legs were tightly clamped, his buttocks were pursed, his left hand was holding the pants, and his right hand was also pointing in the air because of the pain of hitting the steel plate, which was like the dance that Michael Jackson danced.

"Without... Attack... Key..."

"Without this or that, when I play with you?" Ye Kong sneered, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, walked over, squatted down, hugged Ye Long's leg, and suddenly lifted it