Chapter 187

Duanmu didn't expect Ning Luo to make a move at the beginning, let alone attack as soon as he came up.

Under the stormy attack, he could only make a defensive posture to resist Ningluo's attack.

However, what he didn't expect was that Ning Luo's boxing seemed to have eyes and still hit himself through his airtight defense.

The burning pain came from both arms, from the front chest, and from all over the body.

Duanmu initially felt that he was now like a lone boat floating on the sea. As the waves were lifted and then declined, he was completely unable to grasp the direction and had to be beaten passively.

This feeling is more true to the students of the surrounding Guoshu society and Taekwondo society.

From Ningluo, Duanmu fell into passivity at the beginning.

Ning Luo used the long and short bridge stunt to control Duanmu, who is good at leg techniques, within half a meter.

The fist dance on the hand was airtight, and the hula hit it, as if it had formed a wall.

Duanmu's first few attempts to escape the war circle ended in failure.

Under ninlo's attack, he can only defend passively.

"Good! Better teach, come on, turn over the Duanmu first! "

"Teach, teach, be brave and invincible! Teaching is invincible! "

"Teach me, I love you like a mouse loves rice..."

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Ning Luo, who took the initiative, also excited the students of the originally nervous Chinese martial arts society one by one.

All kinds of shouts came out from time to time, including shouts and confessions. In short, the shouts and cheers almost overturned the roof of the National Art Museum.

Look at the dozens of people in the Taekwondo Club, but there was silence, and everyone stood in place like a wooden stake.

They did not expect that the top three presidents of the major martial arts clubs of Jiangda would have no power to fight back under the attack of others.

What a harsh irony it is to recall the president's words of not accepting losers.

"Ah... Have you had enough!"

Duanmu, who was always suppressed, first heard the taunts around him, his face turned red and roared like a fire.

A rhythm came from the body and severely shook Ning Luo's fists.

"Oh, I'm finally angry. I thought you had to hold on for a while."

The body lightly danced and jumped back. Ning Luo shook his hand a little and melted the strength transmitted by the other party and stood not far away.

"I thought you wanted to break free from the shackles with Taekwondo. It's not a national skill after a long time. The president and team leader of Taekwondo Club chose national skill instead of Taekwondo. Is it very ironic?"

Ningluo looked playfully at each other.

It is obvious that the other party's technique of breaking free just now is from the Dragon state technique, and I think it is the way of Shaolin Changquan.

The president of a taekwondo club uses Shaolin Changquan instead of Taekwondo. Naturally, it is somewhat unreasonable.

"Whatever you say, it is an indisputable fact that I have always been the president of the Taekwondo Club. There is only one family of martial arts in the world. Why don't I use it? "

He glared at Ning Luo angrily and felt the burning pain from his arms. Duanmu firmly clenched his fists.

"Hehe, your words don't seem like you just now, but you're right."

"How about my Wing Chun?"

Ningluo laughs.

"Hum! But it's like a woman's fist. "

"Seriously? Hard mouth is not a good habit. What's wrong with the corners of your mouth? It seems to be bleeding. "

"What?"

Hearing this, Duanmu's face changed greatly at the beginning. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, but found that it was empty and there was no blood.

"Er... Sorry, I'm dazzled."

"You!"

"Don't be angry. Your eyes seem swollen. It's true this time. I'm really sorry. I just made a move and patronized the attack. I didn't see where it was. I'm sorry. "

"Enough! Ning, you humiliated me today. I will make you pay a painful price! "

Duanmu Chu was so humiliated that the whole heart and lung felt angry. He glared at Ningluo and roared, then clenched his fists and waved them directly.

"Oh, I can't stand it. I thought you could stand it. Well, didn't you say that my fist is a woman's fist? Then I'll add a little strength to see if you can stand it. "

With a light hum, Ning Luo's body flashed and dodged directly before the arrival of the wooden fist.

The next second, he suddenly shot, Wing Chun boxing, and a hook pulled the Duanmu Chu in front of him again.

The fist fell.

Crackling, a burst of boxing fell. This time, Ning Luo was no longer as merciful as before, and his strength increased.

At the beginning, the end wood can support hard, and gradually began to hum.

Severe pain, Rao is also gradually unbearable to him.

But when he could not bear it, he suddenly felt that his eyes were empty. When he looked up, Ning Luo stopped and stood not far away.

He pinched his waist with both hands, frowned slightly, and shouted to the crowd at the academic society, "if I say you shout cheer, just shout cheer. What the hell is it to say that I love you? I don't see where my daughter-in-law is. In addition, when other girls call me love you, what are you boys doing? "

"I don't like shouting at me again."

"Hey, President of Duanmu University, how comfortable is this boring beating? If I don't think my strength is enough, I can add a few more points, and there will be no discount. "

"That's enough. Do you only know Yongchun and have the ability to fight me with other martial arts!"

Duanmu's face was blue and purple at the beginning, and he lost his mind.

He found that he was completely unable to make it. The other party's Wing Chun boxing had reached the point of perfection. As long as he adhered to the other party, he would be brought into it.

The latter controls himself in a very small radius with Wing Chun boxing, and he can't play any strength at all.

"Don't you know that when you asked the president, you lost? Yongchun is one of the national arts. Can't I treat you with Yongchun? "

"However, since you asked, I'll tell you that I really can't only sing Chun."

"Eight pole fist!"

With a roar, Ning Luo suddenly stepped on the ground.

Suddenly, the floor of the whole Guoshu society trembled as violently as when Ning Luo fought Wang Hu.

Although Wing Chun's boxing is changeable, dense and fast, it always lacks that masculine strength.

There were hot-blooded young people in front of me. I suddenly saw that Ning Luo switched to the mode of Bajiquan. In an instant, it was the sound of a tsunami.

Duanmu was a little flustered at the beginning, and some couldn't believe looking at Ningluo and whispering in his mouth.

"What's the origin of this guy? Why can he even do eight pole boxing?"

He is no stranger to Bajiquan.

Compared with Wing Chun's feminine style of boxing, the eight pole boxing is exactly the same. It is powerful and strong.

It was beyond his expectation that a man could practice two completely different ways of boxing.