Chapter 2063

Hiss!

Although Liu Zixia didn't do his best, he could also make people temporarily lose their ability to act.

Yihe Zhengong only felt a deep pain coming from his ankle, which almost made him unstable and fell to the ground.

"Whoosh!"

He swore in a low voice. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head back. At the same time, his body began to form a force behind him, trying to break Liu Zixia's hand.

But this move is useless. Liu Zixia's right hand is like a pair of pliers. He wants to break away by force, but it's impossible.

"Admit defeat or not?" Liu Zixia asked again.

"Can swish, how can I admit defeat to the monkey?"

Yihe Zhengong clenched his teeth and choked out a neon word from his mouth. His head suddenly began to rebound and hit Liu Zixia's forehead.

This guy is really a doctor in a hurry. He has figured out all the moves.

Head to head. Is that a trick in karate?

People in the hall also feel funny. It's estimated that this guy is forced to do nothing. Otherwise, how can he use this move?

With the iron?

"How can I give up to the monkey? You really despise the ancient Chinese martial arts

It's a pity that he thinks Liu Zixia doesn't understand the neon language, but he does!

Liu Zixia's eyes flashed a cool color. Originally, he wanted to give Yihe Zhengong some face. If he agreed to admit defeat, he would stop, so that both sides would be decent.

Since this guy really doesn't know what's good and what's bad, we can't blame him!

It's also strange that Yihe Zhengong's mouth is not clean, otherwise Liu Zixia might play with him again.

In Yihe, Zhengong's "iron head skill" is about to hit Liu Zixia. Suddenly, his wrist and ankle are loose, and Liu Zixia's figure is gone.

Yihe Zhengong subconsciously wants to stop, but because he has just exerted too much force, inertia has carried his whole body forward, so it is impossible to stop in time.

But this guy also has a way, his whole person began to press down, in the semi squat state, a force on the foot turned.

At the moment, he found that Liu Zixia had arrived behind him and was looking at him blandly.

This wonderful exchange of views, let the audience and the netizens in front of the live broadcast room have a good time.

"It's really wonderful. In just a few rounds, it was so exciting!"

"Just now I jumped more than two meters high, just like a kangaroo!"

"What a real bow? I was so anxious that I even used the iron head skill..."

Looking at the two people looking at each other on the stage, the bullet screens sent by netizens have already covered the whole screen.

Even the layman can see that Liu Zixia obviously gained the upper hand in the two matches.

People from neon cultural exchange group are nervous!

If this is lost, it will be tens of thousands of project losses, and this responsibility can not be held responsible by others.

There are two responsible persons, one is Hirayama, who is responsible for the competition, and the other is Koichiro sakuchi, who is appointed by him to carry out the competition.

"Yihejun, yihejun..."

Koichiro mikuchi suddenly stood up and yelled at the stage.

The rest of the neon people, when they see this situation, of course, also learn from it.

If you don't lose the battle, you should at least surpass the Chinese in momentum!

On the stage, Yihe Zhengong, who is secretly moving his ankles and wrists, hears the cry of a group of neon Chinese, and suddenly feels a sense of shame rising.

Even ordinary people can see that Liu Zixia has the upper hand?

It's all because of Liu Zixia. If it wasn't for him, could he be at such a disadvantage?

"It's this guy. You forced me!" Yihe Zhengong gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Zixia, hoping to eat him.

"Originally, as long as you admit defeat, we have face on both sides. If your mouth is not clean, don't blame me."

Liu Zixia didn't care about Yihe Zhengong's attitude. He said, "one strike is sure to win?"

"That's what I mean!"

Yihe Zhengong squeezed this sentence out of his teeth, suddenly stepped forward and rushed to Liu Zixia for the third time.

Compared with the previous two times, this time his speed is faster. Before he gets close to Liu Zixia, his body spins like a top.

"It's interesting."

Liu Zixia was not moved by the novel attack method of Yihe Zhengong, but just looked at it coldly.

When Yihe Zhengong rotated and moved forward to Liu Zixia, the rotation stopped abruptly.

Once again in front of everyone's eyes, is a high up split leg, and the direction of toe attack, impressively is Liu Zixia's left temple!

This is extremely fierce, if really hit kick, I'm afraid Liu Zixia will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die, maybe he will become a vegetable.

"Zixia, be careful!"

"Is this a dead hand?"

"Hateful, what do you neon people want..."

By the time of this scene, the Chinese on the scene could not help clapping their hands.

This guy is so hateful. He agreed that it was a duel, but he killed himself.

The content on the bullet screen of netizens is almost the same. Anyway, they are all condemned by Yishui, saying that their neon Chinese are too unruly and have no humanity at all.

The neon people in the hall have the opposite facial expression to the Chinese people.

Anyway, it's about billions of projects, and the face of their neon country... As for what will happen to Liu Zixia who has received this blow, what does it have to do with them?

"Well come!"

In the face of this fierce blow, Liu Zixia's eyes flashed fiercely, his feet moved slightly, and his figure flashed behind him.

As for how he escaped, the speed was so fast that few people could see clearly.

This time, he did not hesitate, the body in place, like a bear to shake up slightly.

No matter under the stage or in front of the live broadcast room, when I saw Liu Zixia's action, I was surprised.

Because they know that this is Liu Zixia's signature action:

Wuqinxi, Xionghuang!

Liu Zixia's seemingly slow movement shakes for a moment, and then bumps his right shoulder into the left back shoulder of Yihe Zhengong.

Yihe Zhengong's body was rushing forward, so it was too late to dodge left and right, so this move could only be forced.

Bang!

Liu Zixia didn't use all his strength, but when he hit the left back shoulder of Yihe Zhengong, he could hear a dull sound of "click".

After that, the whole person of Yihe Zhengong flew forward.

In the eyes of the crowd, his body, which only looked like 130 kg, floated forward in a straight line and landed heavily on the edge of the stage.

It's seven or eight meters away!

After falling on the ground, the guy shivered a few times, as if he wanted to stand up again, but after many attempts, he still couldn't stand up, even his arm was useless.

It's hard to imagine that one person can bump another adult six or seven meters away. Is this still human?

……

"Good fight!"

"Well done!"

It's only a few seconds from Liu Zixia's Xionghuang to the landing of Yihe Zhengong.

All the Chinese who saw this scene stood up and applauded.

Just now, everyone saw the performance of Yihe Zhengong on the stage. It was clear that he was dead.

Now they not only avoid his attack, but also beat the goods so that they have no ability to resist. Can they not be happy?

Not only the Chinese people on the scene, but also the netizens in front of the live broadcast room were full of laughter.

All kinds of small gifts are like no money, densely covered with the whole screen.

The competition between Chinese and neon Chinese, the Chinese win!

It not only safeguarded the dignity of the country, but also won face for the Chinese people.

Liu Zixia, well done!

……

"Yihe Jun!"

Under the stage, when he saw the bow falling face down on the edge of the stage, they were all flustered and rushed over.

There's no way not to panic. Although this competition was lost and tens of billions of projects were handed over to others, Yihe Zhengong is a master of martial arts in the neon kingdom.

And his father is a national treasure master.

If something really happened to Yihe Zhengong, it's not easy to explain to Yihe Liu!

"Cough..."

He coughed twice and stood up with the help of Junichiro mitkouchi. But at this time, he found that his left arm was dislocated.

"Yihe Jun..." Koichiro mikuchi went to help his left arm.

At this time, Yihe Zhengong took a cold breath in pain.

Although he is a new master of martial arts, he is not without pain.

The arm dislocated, normal people's words have long been painful to death, Koichiro Miyagi tenaciously support did not call out, also can be regarded as a man.

"Dislocated arm?"

Seeing Yihe's arms drooping feebly, Koichiro mitkouchi glared at Liu Zixia and said, "Mr. Liu, why do you have such a heavy hand?"

"Is Zixia heavy handed?"

Before Liu Zixia spoke, Lang Wenxing said, "Mr. three, don't you see the situation just now? If it wasn't for zixiabi, the real bow of Yihe, it would be him who fell to the ground now. "

"That's to say, it's normal to get hurt in martial arts competition."

Lin Xuefeng followed Lang Wenxing and said, "now that medicine is so developed, even those with broken arms and legs can be connected. What are you afraid of?"

"Mr. three, you don't have doctor Dieda, do you?"

"Mr. Yihe, I know a Dieda drugstore. I'll buy some medicine for this gentleman later."

"If you hurt your muscles and bones for 100 days, you still need to have a good rest..."

With Lang Wenxing and Lin Xuefeng taking the lead, the Chinese cultural exchange group, as well as the Chinese people invited to the hall for dinner, all gathered around and began to talk.

Some people simply stood on Liu Zixia's side and argued for him.

Other people are very concerned about Yihe Zhengong's injury and give them suggestions one by one, such as the Chinese Medical Center, the medicine for the fall

Look, this is the hospitable Chinese!

But the kindness of the Chinese people around, in the eyes of these neon people, is to laugh at them.

Arrogantly, he wanted to compete with the ancient Chinese martial arts. As a result, he lost completely. Even the people were beaten, and there was no resistance at all.

Now come to send warmth, not ridicule, what is it?

But Huang Bingkun and others really didn't mean that.

Yes, you want someone else's life, they just broke your arm, this is not a fair thing!

what is it?

This is the traditional virtue of Chinese people!