Chapter 1308

1308 Li Fan, who loves to watch the excitement

Li Fan recalled his previous problem, and his heart suddenly opened up.

Practicing martial arts is like this. Wushu itself is not wrong, just like a weapon. The key depends on who uses it. If this person is evil, then naturally the more you practice, the stronger and the worse! And if this person is good, the more he practices, the stronger he is, the better he is. And this good and evil is just a human thought.

Martial arts should be passed down.

At this time, the two people on the stage played quite lively. The two men seemed to be equal in strength. They fought you and me in a tie, but Li Fan had seen the way and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"Look at the two of them. They have a good fight!"

Song Ying looked very excited, pointed to the two people on the challenge arena and said, "I don't think they can finish it for a while and a half. They can't finish it!"

"Not necessarily."

Li Fan laughed, "do you want to make a bet?"

"What bet?"

"I bet they will know within three moves."

"Impossible, obviously..."

As soon as Song Ying's voice fell, the fat man suddenly sold a flaw, which attracted Gao Guogong. It was a heavy blow close to him, but he lost his focus. Instead, the fat man kicked him in the footwall and directly knocked him down.

"Alas..."

Song Ying was surprised. She was full of confidence just now. She hit her face at this meeting.

"Why is this..."

Song Ying didn't understand.

"You, although you have the ability to see people's eyes, you can't see clearly at such a distance."

"That's for sure... Who can see so far away."

"Well, but I saw it."

Li Fan pointed to the fat man in the distance, "the fat man has always been able to show that the enemy is weak, deliberately pretending that everyone is evenly matched, so that the other party can relax his vigilance. When the other party took it lightly, he sold a flaw and deceived the other party, which was brought down by the three moves."

"I see..."

Song Ying understood and looked at Li Fan with some admiration. "You can see it so far away. It's really awesome."

"It's OK, just look better."

Li Fan said modestly.

By this time, the next competition has begun. The league in this seaside city is really lively, with gongs and drums blaring and constant competition. After playing for more than ten games, when Li Fan watched it a little boring, it was finally Song Ying's turn.

"Song Ying, come on."

Li Fan cheered Song Ying, and then watched her go to the challenge arena.

Song Ying was a little nervous at first, but when she stood on the challenge arena, she seemed to be a different person. She was immediately energetic and exuded a kind of heroism like Ao Mei. The woman was slim and graceful, and beautiful and generous. For a time, many men looked at her, and even forgot a martial arts opponent standing opposite her.

Her opponent was a tall and strong man, with one point in both hands, breaking off the posture of snake fist. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

"Oh, snake shaped tricky hand."

Li Fan suddenly became a little interested. As expected, the world is so big that there are many experts.

However, Song Ying learned his white crane nod, which should also be a fight.

Song Ying looked at the strong man opposite, and had long forgotten her nervousness. Instead, she had an impulse to compete.

She spread her fists and feet and showed the start of Taizu fist.

"Little girl, although our seaside city is quite fond of practicing martial arts, these martial arts practitioners are all men."

The strong man looked at the little girl in front of him and laughed, "uncle, I began to practice martial arts when I was three years old. I have practiced all kinds of good skills, and I want to win the championship in this league! Jump yourself, I don't want to bully you little girl!"

"Hum, you are a snake like trickster. Please let the little girl ask for advice!"

Song Ying was not afraid, but raised the idea of war.

"What a fool!"

The man scolded, "then don't blame me for being rude!"

With that, the man suddenly flipped his palm and went straight for Song Ying. Song Ying, who was short, directly wrote down the dish and swept her legs, trying to sweep the man down. But the man's legs were firm, and he stubbornly stepped there, like an old tree taking root. It turned out that Song Ying didn't kick.

"Little girl, you have to go back and practice your Kung Fu for another two years!"

The man laughed and continued to attack Song Ying with his snake shaped hand.

Song Ying attacked with her Taizu long fist. Although her moves were exquisite, there was a gap between her body shape and strength, and Song Ying was still losing.

"Little girl, your Taizu long fist is good, but it's suitable for men to practice. You're a girl, but you can't!"

"Who said that! Look!"

With that, Song Ying raised her eyebrows and patted the man's chin from bottom to top!

But the big man kicked Song Ying back with a leg and a foot at the same time, and immediately kicked Song Ying upside down.

Song Ying rolled around on the ground and stood up again to stabilize her body.

"See, little girl, you'd better jump down and admit defeat!"

The man laughed.

"Don't look down on people!"

Song Ying was also angry, and she suddenly sold a flaw, so that the man eager to make contributions quickly stepped forward, and a snake hand hit song Ying again.

But at this moment, Song Ying suddenly burst up and made more than ten moves in a row, hitting the man's acupoints again and again with the technique of white crane nodding.

More than ten times in a row, each time the strength is not light. After Song Ying's set, the big man was so weak that he couldn't lift it at all.

"Ha!"

Song Ying kicked with both feet, a rabbit kicked an eagle, directly kicked the man in the face, and kicked the man to the ground.

"Beautiful!"

The audience applauded loudly, and many people were applauding.

Although Song Ying is a daughter, her punch is really beautiful.

"Good boxing!"

The big man got up and shook his head, but gave Song Ying a hand.

"Song's little girl, just now I looked down upon others. Your boxing is handsome! I took it!"

The big man is also aboveboard. Li Fan admires him in his heart, but he is a man.

"This victory is Miss Song Ying of our song martial arts school! Miss Song, you can have a rest and prepare for the next game."

"Good!"

Song Ying was very happy. When she stepped down, she was already full of confidence.

"Li Fan, did you see that I was good just now?"

"Yes, yes, female Xia song is very tight!"

Li Fan laughed and applauded.

"Of course!"

Song Ying was complacent, "you should have the courage like me to participate in such a competition in order to exercise yourself, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I know!"

Li Fan couldn't laugh or cry. He was nervous just now. This will be heaven again.

"Eh... This person is so strange..."

Looking at the next player, Song Ying suddenly frowned.

"Why have I never seen him?"