Chapter 63

Li Yundong turned his face, smiled, and then turned his face again. He kept looking for the feeling that Zeng Qing's whole body was hot when he hit a heavy fist and flew twice. However, when he wanted to look for it, this feeling never appeared, just like Duan Yu's six pulse divine sword, it worked sometimes and sometimes.

Without waiting for Li Yundong to find this feeling, Zhao Yujian had already greeted him with cold eyes: "are you ready?"

Li Yundong was driven to the shelf and said, "ready."

Now that his face has been torn, Zhao Yujian is too lazy to bow to each other before the battle. His feet keep jumping around Li Yundong.

Zhao Yujian is worthy of being a municipal champion. His feet are fast and flexible. His upper body constantly shakes to test his opponent. His two legs cross like scissors. Each cross looks strong and powerful, like a folding knife, which will pop out at any time.

The students on one side were a little dazzled by Zhao Yujian's footsteps. Some crazy girls simply covered their mouths and exclaimed, "butterfly step, it's butterfly step!"

Li Yundong watched Zhao Yujian walk around quickly. Although he had little actual combat experience, he also knew the most basic truth of fighting: follow the other party, never let the enemy follow my back, and let the enemy attack his back or waist smoothly.

The two men turned around the court for a while. Zhao Yujian was a little impatient and no longer tried. Suddenly, he took a cross step, bounced his right foot, made a sound of lying down, and swept his legs towards Li Yundong's waist.

Zhao Yujian's leg was so fast that his pants broke in the air like a whip. Li Yundong had almost no time to respond, so he had a pain in his waist and ate a foot.

Li Yundong had a pain in his waist. He remembered the way Su Chan taught him. He roared in a low voice and hit Zhao Yujian's foot with a fist.

But Zhao Yujian's leg technique was surprisingly fast. After kicking, he immediately took it back, flew another leg, fell on his stomach, and kicked Li Yundong on the other side of the waist and abdomen.

As soon as Li Yundong hit the middle foot, he subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but when he blocked it, the other foot came again.

Zhao Yujian's two legs were as fast as a whip and as fast as the wind. They pumped in Li Yundong's waist and abdomen again and again. The sound of slapping made others feel creepy.

Ding Nan looked at Zhou Qin proudly: "it seems that I'm going to have a new bag!"

Zhou Qin said quietly, "who laughs last can laugh best."

At this time, Li Yundong suddenly turned around, as if to escape backward, while Zhao Yujian behind him sneered, hurried to catch up, misfired, turned his heel fiercely, and kicked from top to bottom towards Li Yundong's forehead.

The students around "Hua" immediately stood up in fear. It's going to be a kick. It must be at least a concussion! Is Zhao Yujian crazy? Li Yundong didn't wear protective gear! Does he want to kill?

Li Yundong seems to feel the situation behind him. He turns around, swings out with a fist, and blows away at Zhao Yujian's calf.