Urban villain, I'm actually a passerby?

Chapter 71 Duanshuiliu vs Yan Wuying

Who goes to the ring first!
When Lin Fan heard Duoshuiliu's words, he immediately went up to teach this guy who dared to target him.

"Don't worry, let the other two go up to test the strength of this karate master."

Yi Xiaochuan stopped him, and said with a smile: "Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle."

"Too."

Lin Fa felt that what he said made sense, and his master had also told him such things, although he had never heard of them.

A corner of the viewing platform.

Uncle Da told He Jinyin and others about the history of karate: "The master who cut off the flow of water fought all over Southeast Asia, and his strength is quite terrifying."

"Now I observe that Gushuiliu is not as good as his master, but it won't be much worse."

Uncle Da's extremely cautious words echoed in the ears of several people.

Chen Qianxiang and Kun Zhong panicked: "I have beaten all invincible players in Southeast Asia, I will be good."

He Jinyin kept swallowing, with a bit of timidity in his eyes: "Master, where do you think my current strength ranks in Southeast Asia?"

Hearing this, Uncle Da looked at his apprentice carefully, and then said seriously: "It shouldn't be a problem to hit a high school student, um, a female high school student."

"Ah? I'm so weak?" He Jinyin panicked, "Then do I have a good chance of winning against Duan Shui Liu?"

"There is a high probability that it will be torn in half by his hands."

He Jinyin felt her heart tighten and panicked even more.

He seemed to have imagined the bloody scene of being torn into two halves by the broken water that laughed madly.

"Master, can I surrender now?" His teeth chattered, frightened.

Uncle Da's eyes showed pity: "Ayin, in fact, with your bones, if you are trained by me for a month, you may not be able to win against Duan Shui Liu."

"It's a pity, you are young, I wish you good luck."

He tapped his forehead and chest a few times, praying for his short-lived apprentice.

He Jinyin is desperate, this master is unreliable.

It is in this atmosphere.

Duan Shui Liu stared at them, to be more precise, at Uncle Da: "Are you the devil muscular man whose leg was broken by my master and disappeared?"

"That's right, I'm the devil's muscular man."

Uncle Da straightened his back, trying to put on the appearance of an outsider.

"Duoshuiliu, it seems that you have learned [-]% of your master's kung fu. I remember that your master has another apprentice who is more talented than you. Why didn't he come?"

"Hmph, my junior brother Jing Jizhen is still a high school student and is in school." Duan Shuiliu obviously didn't like others to compare him with his junior brother, and his tone was very blunt.

"Stop talking nonsense, my master used to abolish your martial arts, today I will fight with your apprentice, He Jinyin, come up!"

With a loud shout, He Jinyin's legs were so frightened that his legs went limp.

I dare not go up for a long time.

Uncle Da couldn't bear it, and said: "Apprentice, come on, for the dignity of our ancient boxing method, I will burn some paper for you as a teacher on Qingming Festival."

He Jinyin wants to cry but has no tears, this master is really unreliable.

His calves trembled, he couldn't move, he was too scared.

Seeing this, Yan Wuying next to him couldn't bear to watch anymore, and stood up from the viewing platform.

"I will fight you first!"

His loud voice echoed in all directions, attracting everyone's attention.

Duan Shui Liu smiled coldly: "I remember you, Yan Wu Ying, who likes to gamble, come up!"

"Come on!"

Yan Wuying was dressed in a black windbreaker, and stepped onto the ring in a very dignified manner.

The two confront each other in the ring.

"I'll let you go first."

Duan Shui Liu's tone was disdainful, he could see that although the person in front of him had some kung fu, but not much kung fu, he could only knock him down with a dozen punches.

And Yan Wuying was not polite when he heard him say that.

He moved his mouth without saying a word: "When you want to fight with me, why don't you see if you are wearing underwear?"

Underpants again!

"Impossible, I'm already wearing underwear today." Duan Shui Liu snorted coldly at first, and then suddenly felt the familiar cool feeling of empty space under his body.

Really not wearing it?
He doubted his life and wondered if his memory was messed up.

At this time Yan Wuying spoke again: "I bet you, you are sick, if you take two steps, your feet will hurt."

"Fart, I'm not sick!"

"Take two steps, take two steps, take two steps if you are not sick."

"Hmph, let's go." Duan Shui Liu didn't believe it at all, and took two steps.

then!

"what!"

Screams sounded.

He only felt a sharp pain under his feet, and when he looked down, he actually stepped on a nail.

"Cao, why are there nails in the fucking arena?"

Guanshuiliu was furious, pulled out the nail, threw it off the stage, and angrily reprimanded the person who set up the ring.

The host picked up the bloody nail and said indifferently, "It may have been thrown by some naughty child. Small problem, you guys continue the game."

"Oh shit!"

Duan Shui Liu cursed and glared at Yan Wu Ying: "You say I'm sick? I can't beat you to death!"

He approached Yan Wuying aggressively.

Yan Wuying didn't panic, and said very slipperily, "I bet you a dollar, your feet will cramp when you take a step now."

"I bet you will fall flat on the ground. If you lose, you will give me a dollar."

"I bet, I bet you have three urgencies."

A series of strange bets came out of his mouth.

same.

Accompanied by his words, one after another screams sounded on the ring.

It was the scream of a broken water.

Now his whole body is miserable, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and his body is covered with scars.

Basically, every time he moved, he would fall on the flat ground, and the fall would make him dizzy.

"What's going on here? This person's mouth is open?"

Shuishui was shocked and angry.

Not only him, many people on the viewing platform were stunned.

It was the first time for them to see such a strange group arena match, and they felt as if they could win just by talking all the time.

Lin Fan and Yi Xiaochuan watched in amazement: "Is there still such an operation?"

The three roommates were dumbfounded.

Chen Qianxiang stared in disbelief: "Awesome, is this little mouth smeared with honey? It's like a crow's mouth."

Uncle Da was thoughtful. He seemed to have heard of this guy's habit of betting. It seemed that there was such a big brother during the Anti-Japanese War?
Chu Luyao and Li Senran looked at each other in bewilderment, they couldn't understand what was going on in the ring.

Is it a show?

One performed cross talk and the other performed wrestling.

Li Feiyu was chatting with the water friends in the live broadcast room.

The water friends in the live broadcast room saw the battle in the ring, and they all shouted, questioning whether it was a match-fixing match.

Until a barrage appeared.

"I remembered. My grandfather said that after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War in the last century, the country published a book recording the deeds of every hero who made great contributions."

"Among them, there is a record about the Anti-Japanese Heroes. There is a big guy named Yan Shuangying, who likes to bet with people every time he fights with others."

"When our country was first established in Daxia, we did not have cough weapons in other countries. Thanks to the deterrence of Yan Shuangying, other countries did not dare to use cough weapons at will."

"In the 60s and [-]s of the last century, our diplomatic attitude towards other countries was that if you don't use weapons, we won't use Yan Shuangying."

This person made a lot of eloquence and silenced all the water friends.

(End of this chapter)