Chapter 12 Are you sure he's not going to release water(1/2)
Sign something?
He watched Chen Xixiang hand the few pieces of paper in his hand to the little Taoist priest next to him and asked him to take it over.
Life and death situation?
Standing at the door of the Taoist temple, Xinlong and Hao brother saw white paper as big as a letter paper, with a small regular script font full of pen and a bit beautiful and fairy-like.
The content is really a document similar to life and death.
It means today's competition, a competition in the arena, and you will be responsible for casualties.
"Ha ha……"
See this document.
Xinlong and Hao brother both laughed.
Xinlong glanced at Chen Xixiang in his eyes.
Only one message was revealed in his eyes.
This is something we should worry about. If you don’t hold your strength when you hit, you will have a problem with it and it will not end well.
Now, Chen Xixiang is so thoughtful.
After the life and death situation appears.
In an instant, not only the two challengers, but also the Taoist priests and the old masters in Zhengyi Temple, Yu Yishui, and the tourists who formed a group of tourists at the entrance of the temple thought that this was really the second Fang Fang.
When Fang Fang was on the ring that day, she specifically told the referee not to be hurt by his habitual movements when he pulled him.
Sure enough, these people in the traditional martial arts circle are all cheating and cheating themselves.
It's so sad.
A trace of pity flashed in Brother Hao's eyes.
Among the Chen Family Villa in the Harbor City.
Chen Guoshou's face turned pale and his fingers were trembling. He looked at the scene that came from the live broadcast:
"These Taoist priests, this..."
He was so angry that he was out of breath.
I really regret sending my son up the mountain, and now I don’t know what I’m cheated about now.
Chen Zhiwei also felt sorry for her brother's serious appearance, but she hurriedly comforted her father and said, "Don't worry, Xixiang will not be in trouble."
In the right view.
"Okay, I'll sign it!"
Brother Hao said.
But at this moment, a voice came from outside, and he was very cold: "Wait a minute, I'll sign one too."
Everyone looked in the sound and walked from the entrance of the viewing door with a flat head and square face, with angular facial features and a straight body like a gun.
After he finished speaking, he took a document from the Taoist priest's hand, looked at the brush in the little Taoist priest's hand and frowned. Then, he took out a pen from the cuff and signed his name.
The little Taoist priest pronounced this name:
"Ma Wentao".
"who is he?"
The old master, Yu Yishui and other Taoist priests all changed their color.
"Why are there other challengers?"
Yilong and Brother Hao looked at each other, and they were also a little surprised.
Then, who will go first?
The man named Ma Wentao said, "I'll sign first, of course I'll go first."
What?
You go first?
Yilong and Brother Hao's eyes flashed with a sudden look.
No, Cheng Yaojin came out of the way.
I'm going to grab peaches.
Chen Xixiang didn't care. Since the first person signed first, he walked down the steps of the Tianshi Hall, came to the yard, and reached out:
"Mr. Ma, please."
The Taoist priests at the gate of the temple and the Tianshi Mansion were all ready to watch the two anchors challenge, but suddenly Ma Wentao was killed, and Chen Xixiang actually took the initiative to stand up.
"The Taoist priest is careful."
The two of them were about ten meters away, without any referee, and they were even more freer than the match held by the Sharks.
"here we go!"
I don't know who shouted.
The Zhengyi Temple, surrounded by thousands of people, was as quiet as in the grave.
Pick!
Ma Wentao made a progress and forced himself over, exerting force under his feet, slashing the blue bricks in the yard.
Ga~~
The blue bricks rang.
Two more breaths.
A distance of ten steps.
Ma Wentao had reached out and grabbed Chen Xixiang's shoulder, his five fingers hooked, and a fierce aura appeared in his eyes, which was faintly murderous intent.
"Captained in the army? Have you ever been a soldier?"
At the moment Ma Wentao rushed over, Chen Xixiang understood and immediately pointed out the other party's identity.
This set of sharp movements instantly rushed towards Chen Xixiang, and even Xinlong and Hao brother who came to challenge him were shocked.
As soon as this man made a move, he knew he was professional.
When they heard Chen Xixiang's words "grabbing, being a soldier" at that moment, they all felt accused of suffering.
Grabbing hands have always been the most direct and effective way to fight the enemy. If not, they would not have been used as a compulsory course in the military and police circles, and are specifically used to deal with criminals. There is no need to say much about practicality.
Ma Wentao stepped forward with his hands and grabbed Chen Xixiang's neck with one hand.
In the eyes of everyone, it was like a well-trained and strong soldier who had to subdue a gangster on the spot.
But in an instant.
Chen Xixiang was moved.
At this moment, his eyes became very sharp, as if he had turned into another person.
Take off the vague image of the Taoist priest in white.
In an instant, he turned into a terrifying demon.
Chen Xixiang's hair was blown up all over her body, and her goose bumps were raised. This is the expression of "Meeting an enemy is like burning your body" in the boxing proverb.
The moment Chen Xixiang stretched out his hand, he misstepped his feet and avoided it sideways.
Bang!
He clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it hard at Ma Wentao's elbow joint from the side.
Bajiquan!
The overlord is hard and broken!
call!
The wind in the cuffs, the air waves sound!
An incredible surprise flashed in Ma Wentao's eyes. Unexpectedly, Chen Xixiang reacted so quickly. It was not like the physical fitness of the weak young man told him by others.
Instinct tells him that if he is hit, the arm will immediately lose its function.
His arm flashed immediately, like a snake squeezing Chen Xixiang's wrist, and directly clamping Chen Xixiang.
Among boxing techniques, the most ruthless grappling!
Grabbing is a joint skill. When you turn to someone’s weakness, you can start with it. Once you succeed, you will remove your arms and legs, which can easily cause bone fractures. Therefore, it was also called the “stringing and bone-shaking hands” in ancient times.
Ma Wentao grabbed Chen Xixiang's wrist and pressed it in the opposite direction with force. This is the standard way for military and police to capture it.
But then a feeling came from his hand made his heart sank.
It turned out that Chen Xixiang was also changing his tricks at the same time.
To be continued...