Chapter 1157

"The crane shows the way As soon as Xiao Qiang's eyes brightened, he could not help crying out in the face of Hualin's moves.

Xiao Qiang has been able to make sure that Hua Lin, the Chinese warrior, should be a disciple of the flying crane sect. No, just because he has used two unique skills of flying crane gate in succession, it can be confirmed.

The unique skills of ordinary schools will not be passed on to other martial artists, and even some schools have extremely harsh conditions. For example, the leader of Qingfeng school, Yang Yu, must let Xiao Qiang marry his younger martial sister Yang Xue before he can teach him all the moves of Qingfeng Neijia boxing. This is the so-called ancestral martial arts inheritance rule.

Hualin's crane can be described as quick, accurate and ruthless. Because the change moves are too fast, it doesn't give the opponent any time to react. But here Lapa seems to feel the danger coming, subconsciously turned his head to avoid the swift blow, but he still slowed down, turned into a crane's claws, pecked heavily on Lapa's shoulder and chest.

A burst of pain, not only did not make Rapa panic back, but it seemed to arouse his fierce, roar, regardless of his own injury, even at the same time two fists attack, the fierce style of boxing even made the corners of Hualin's clothes fly up, enough to see how powerful the fist contains!

Rapa is completely fighting for his life. He doesn't care about his own pain. He wants to sacrifice his life to pull Hua Lin down at the same time! This kind of self abandoning momentum is really overbearing, which often makes the opponent scared. Hua Lin himself is not a martial arts master who has experienced many battles. When he was forced by such momentum, he immediately had the impulse to escape. After he was suppressed in momentum, the more he wanted to escape, the more he found that he could not escape from Rapa's double punch attack in any case!

"Bang, bang!" There were only two dull sounds in Hualin's chest and abdomen. Rapa's domineering fist hit the body hard. Hualin's eyes widened and his face turned pale. He flew upside down like a kite with broken line. He vomited blood and fell to the ground. His body was convulsed because of the strong impact. His appearance was just terrible.

"Hiss..." there was a cold breath in the palace. Many people were shocked by the terrible fist of Lapa, but soon there was a strong cheering.

Martial arts competition itself is bloody violence, which can stimulate people's inner brutality. Compared with Hualin's fancy moves, Lapa's simple, rough and powerful attack is more in line with westerners' interest and favor. At this time, the steward rushed into the challenge arena and waved to the struggling Hua Lin!

"One, two, three..." when the steward counted to the eighth tone, warlin clenched his teeth, put his head against the ground, and stood up again with his injured body. Rapa looked at him with disdain. His fists were beating on his chest. He roared like a wild animal, like a provocation, like a declaration of war on his opponent.

For a moment, the whistles and cheers in the palace came out one after another. Westerners didn't know what it was to be modest. In their opinion, only the winner was respected. No matter how beautiful your moves were, they only care who won! Obviously, Lapa was welcomed by them.

After asking Hua Lin a few questions, the steward saw that he nodded his head and said that he could continue to compete, so he withdrew from the challenge arena. At this time, Rapa strode forward directly and launched a swift and violent attack on Hualin!

After two punches, Hua Lin didn't have the easy way to escape Rapa's crazy attack. He staggered and looked embarrassed. He had only parried and had no fighting back. He had been defeated by Rapa's punches. Finally, he was forced to the corner of the ring and had no way to go back.

"Bang!" Rapa smashed warlin's arms in front of him with one punch. His right hook hit him on the cheek. This punch hit him on the blocking rope of the challenge arena. With the rebound and stretching force of the blocking place, he kicked warlin with one foot on the side and directly knocked warlin over in front of him!

"Poof..." Hua Lin's cheek was red and swollen, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth. He fell down straightly and completely lost his ability to continue fighting. However, one of his hands did not know when he was just pulling the rope. His fallen body didn't hit the ground under the force of arm pulling, and then pulled strangely against the arresting rope.

The fact that he didn't fall to the ground proved that the players of both sides could continue to fight. Rapa was angry and wanted to use a side kick to make warlin lose his fighting ability.

"Ring, ring!" But just as Rapa was about to do it, the bell rang and the first round of ten minutes just arrived. At this time, the two royal bodyguards who came with Hua Lin rushed into the arena, helped Hua Lin who was seriously injured and dragged him to the horse stool in the corner of the arena to get a chance to breathe.

"Hum, what's the bell? Chinese martial arts is just like that. If I kick him again, he can go to hell. What's more It seems that in order to vent his inner dissatisfaction, Rapa's arrogant breach scolded, "what's the royal bodyguard? With this guy's triangle cat Kung Fu, it's almost the same to go to the palace to sweep the floor! Chinese martial arts are a pile of mud that can't be supported on the wall! "

Rapa's voice is very loud, and he uses poor Chinese language. Xiao Qiang can understand the irony of Chinese martial arts without relying on translation, and his brow can't help wrinkling. Not only Xiao Qiang, but also the queen sitting on the throne could not stand the sarcasm of rapa. She stood up from the throne and said coldly, "Rapa! You mean, the queen has no eyes. She's got a trash to be the royal bodyguard, right? Are you saying that the queen is incompetent? "

The Queen's scolding finally calmed the arrogant rapa. He apologized with a smile. After bowing his hand, he went back to the opposite corner of the challenge arena to have a rest, waiting for the start of the second round.

"Don't be angry, empress. The competition is that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. I don't think Chinese martial arts is anything. It's far less reliable than boasting." At this time, Wu daotuo said with a sneer, "Your Majesty must have been confused by their fancy moves, just cheated for a while. I have said for a long time, how important is the duty of royal bodyguard? It is up to me, the chief manager, to make a choice after many levels of screening. How can I be personally appointed by her majesty? "

There was a flash of anger in the Queen's beautiful eyes, and the fluctuation of her full chest was obviously increased, but she didn't make a sound. She pretended to be calm and didn't even look at Wu daotuo.

Xiao Qiang took a deep look at the queen Lisa and thought about it. He took the initiative to come to the corner of the challenge arena near Hualin and whispered to him, "Hello, brother Hualin, are you a disciple of Yanqiu, the leader of the flying crane sect?"