Chapter 292 292 Nebi 2

The first battle was settled, and soon it was a second round of screening, where all the winners of the Jinyu Class would continue to compete to determine the top three.

In the first round, Guo Shangdong was kicked in the lower abdomen by a pitiful-looking female disciple, and he had no choice but to admit defeat.

After coming down, he kept saying that he was letting the other person know that he was beautiful, and that he had been fascinated by the other person's mind and was under an illusion.

He said that the other party's Taoist method was too strong and frightened him to the point where he couldn't move. As a result, he ran to the girl to ask for her contact information after a while.

Yu Hong was naturally speechless.

After a few boring fights, Yu Hong came on the scene for the second time, trying to slow down and wait for the opponent to get ready before taking action.

But he was still called a sneak attack because, even if he slowed down, he was still much faster than his opponent. He ran up behind his opponent, kicked him, and ended the fight in an instant. It was totally unappealing.

"Your speed is a bit fast." When he came down, Guo Shangdong couldn't help but finally spoke.

"I have dead muscles, and the speed at which I explode is also dead speed. It won't work." Yu Hong shook his head and sighed.

"Ah? Is it possible to live or die at this speed?" Guo Shangdong had a strange expression.

Xunyang, who was beside Yu Mo not far away, also lowered his head and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders a few times, as if he was smiling.

Apparently she also heard the conversation.

Then he laughed a few times before being stopped by Yu Mo. Yu Mo looked at Yu Hong, but his expression remained unchanged and he was quite calm.

The rankings of the Jinyu Class were quickly announced.

Yu Hong deserves to be ranked first because he ends the fight the fastest and wins every game.

After that, it’s time to set the weight and set the cloud.

Dingzhong was the one who fought with him at the beginning, and he was also a muscular man. Dingyun, on the other hand, was a boyish-looking girl with short hair, and her every move and punch had a military air about her.

"Next, after the rankings of the Jinyu Class are determined, the top three will begin to challenge the four Daozhongs in the Daozhong class. Starting from the fourth Daozhong, Masahiro, do the three of them want to challenge?"

"Yes." Yu Hong nodded decisively.

He had long wanted to officially see how strong the Taoist elites trained since childhood were.

After all, this is a world that can always suppress the black disaster and prevent it from breaking out. In this regard, it may be much better than Yiyi's.

Therefore, he is also very curious about the strength of these elites.

After the battle is determined, there is halftime.

Taoist Yu Mo and the other three also began to discuss in low voices.

"This Dingrou should be a good fighter who has practiced fighting, and with enough strength, he can be quite powerful with his hands. He is very advantageous in simple fighting." Yu Mo said in a low voice.

"But it's no use just being good at fighting. You also need to exert the energy and willpower of the Seven Feather Fist. Otherwise, if you encounter evil spirits and grudges, no matter how hard you fight, you may be possessed and become a puppet." Yu Fang on one side.

The Taoist shook his head slightly.

"Indeed, it is true. Moreover, Masahiro from the Taoist class has also been specially trained and has very strong physical fitness. He has also participated in actual combat to remove the grudges. His hands-on skills are not at the same level as the others. This time he should be able to settle down very quickly.

Lose." Taoist Yu Zhong analyzed.

"Indeed, fighting is not just about fighting, it also depends on the mastery of the Seven Feather Fist. If you don't master it well, you will be captured and fearful before the punch is thrown. By then, your strength will be 100% the same.

You can only use half of it." Yu Mo nodded in agreement.

He felt that he was right. Yu Hong was just lucky at the beginning and had good timing for sneak attacks. Those muscles were indeed dead muscles. They were absolutely powerful but not flexible enough. As long as he met an opponent who was flexible enough, the disadvantages would be revealed.

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On the other side, the three people in the Taoist class were also discussing quietly.

"This Dingrou does have a lot of tricks. I don't know if Zhenghong can fight as quickly as before." A female disciple said softly.

"Don't worry, although Dingrou's muscles are big, they are all stiff and strong. The straight line output is very strong, but with a slight change in guidance, the shortcomings will be revealed. With Masahiro's strength, he can easily defeat him with just a little dodge.

This person." Zhengming, as the current number one person in the Taoist class, naturally gave his comments.

"That's right."

"Elder brother still has a sharp eye. He can see the biggest gap between the two at a glance." The other two people agreed repeatedly.

At this time, Yu Hong and Zhenghong on the other side had already begun to enter the venue.

Taoist Zhenghong has a well-proportioned figure, clear muscle lines, and light and powerful steps. His temperament is as clear and lofty as mountains and flowing water, which makes people fall in love with him at first sight.

Yu Hong, on the other hand, is a big guy about two meters tall. His monastic robes are stretched tightly by muscles, and his face is not as handsome as the opposite. He has a newly shaved short hair and a face full of flesh, giving him a suffocating feeling like a primitive devil muscleman.

The two of them each stood at the confrontation position and began to wait for the pre-battle introduction from the singer-songwriter.

"Actually, it's useless to spend so much time and energy building muscles like you in the gym." Zhenghong looked at Yu Hong and said calmly.

"As we do, we study hard every day and use the integrated pile exercises to exercise the muscles of all parts of the body. Only with flexible steps can we have room to distance ourselves. With distance, we can accelerate and explode with greater destructive power. It's just right

Everyone is here today, and the teacher also asked me to demonstrate to everyone in the Jinyu class the real training and fighting methods of the Seven Feathers Fist."

"."Yu Hong.

Seeing that Yu Hong didn't respond, he paused and continued.

"Look at your previous moves. They were straight forward. Although they were fast, they lacked agility and agility like a bird spreading its wings and circling. If you don't believe it, let's try it now."

He waved to Yu Hong.

"The gap between us is actually much larger than you think. In order to show the level in detail, I will stand here and you punch me with all your strength. Believe it or not, after I neutralize the punch, I can still

Knock you out gently?"

"Isn't this too dangerous?" Yu Hong hesitated.

"Don't worry, don't talk about you beginners. I used to be too quiet and restless. When I went to a nearby boxing room to play, I met a 2009 provincial champion. I asked him to punch me with all his strength, and he responded.

As a result, when he took action, I held him with one hand and blocked him in mid-air, and he couldn't even punch out once." Masahiro said confidently.

"Later, he punched more than ten times in a row, and the punches were like this. After that, he was convinced. He knelt down and said that he wanted to become my teacher and learn the orthodox Seven Feathers Fist. I didn't respond. After all, the secret boxing method of our Taoist lineage, I want to

If you want to learn, you still have to take it seriously, pass the test, become a disciple, and show enough sincerity."

"Okay, it's time to start. Masahiro, please be careful not to hurt Junior Brother Dingrou. Let's compete with each other and stop as soon as the point is reached." Yu Mo said lightly.

"Yes, master, don't worry." Masahiro nodded, "In the past, a wrestling master who was bigger than Junior Brother Dingrou came to throw me, and I could stand on one foot without moving at all. But with Junior Brother's strength and speed, I am still far behind that master.

It’s far away, I’m afraid it would be difficult for me to take a step back.”

He pondered for a moment.

"In this way, our strength is too disparate. If we start fighting directly, it would be a suspicion that the big one would bully the small one. So, I will stand still. If my junior brother can make me take a step back, I will lose. How about that?"

"." Yu Hong didn't know what to say.

"The competition officially begins."

There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!

The Taoist's voice spread loudly.

In the large room.

Masahiro remained motionless, his hands hanging down, his knees slightly bent, his eyes seemingly closed, and he stood quietly on the spot.

"Come on, junior brother, hit me in the chest, don't worry about anything happening." His voice was calm and powerful, with a strong and convincing temperament.

"Then I won't be polite?" Yu Hong hesitated for a moment, but decided to believe the other party. After all, he had been able to resist the black disaster for so long, so he had some foundation.

"Best guest." Bang!!

As soon as the figure flickered, Masahiro raised his head and fell.

His body hit the floor hard, bounced back a bit, and then lay completely flat, unresponsive.

His eyes were wide open, his limbs were spread out, motionless, his pupils were dilated, and he was obviously fragmented.

quiet.

All was quiet.

Yu Hong slowly withdrew his fist and looked at the fallen opponent. For a moment, he was a little stunned. The opponent seemed to have been knocked unconscious by his punch??!

Outside the big room, the Jinyu Class, Taoist Class, and three Yu-level seniors who were watching the battle all opened their eyes wide and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Not only that, but there was also a crowd of spectators watching the excitement. There was some noise just now, but now everything was quiet.

No one expected that the situation would develop so dramatically.

"Don't blame me, he asked me to hit him!" Yu Hong said speechlessly.

He really, really only used a little bit of the strength to rub the old mud on his body while taking a shower.

I thought I would test it first and then add more force later, and the result was.

"Hurry and save people!!"

"Senior Brother Masahiro!"

"It seems like I'm not breathing!"

"And more, do artificial respiration quickly, press your lungs and chest! Get emergency help quickly!"

"Hurry up and get a hot towel and call the emergency number. Why are you standing there in such a daze?"

A group of people rushed into the room quickly and hurriedly, surrounding Masahiro doing various operations.

Taoist Yu Mo, the three masters of the Yu generation, looked at Zhenghong in confusion for a while, and then looked at Yu Hong who looked helpless.

"What is going on!" Yu Mo hit the armrest of the seat, showing a headache.

"This Dingrou's physique is really strong enough to knock someone unconscious with one punch?" Taoist Yufang on the side couldn't help but said.

"Isn't that right? I've seen Masahiro do it before, and his strength is actually pretty good among the disciples. But I didn't expect to meet a ruthless one this time." The third Taoist Yuzhong agreed, with a look on his face.

Full of speechlessness.

"Look at it this way, the Jinyu Class still has something. Although the average quality is not as good as the Daozhong Class, it can occasionally produce a good seedling like Dingrou." Yu Fang nodded. These days, the Jinyu Class can have someone who can defeat Dao.

The seeds he planted were incredible even when he said it.

"Oh, you can't say that. It must be Zhenghong's carelessness. He didn't show his strength and the strength and quality of the Taoist class." Yu Mo quickly paid tribute to the Taoist class.

As he said that, he also looked at Yu Hong. He didn't expect this kid to move so fast. Masahiro was hit before he even had a chance to use his power.

Logically speaking, dead muscles like his shouldn't be so flexible, right?

He was confused here.

Zhengming and the other three people in the Taoist class were even more stunned by that punch.

Seeing the busy treatment on the field, the three of them were stunned for a while.

"Masahiro, what's going on!?" Masaaki said with an ugly face, "Is it possible that he didn't pay attention to his luck and lost his temper for a while? His Seven Feather Fist has reached the level of Hagoromo where he can naturally dodge and unload force. How could he do it with just one punch?

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Chapter completed!