Panther Commando

Wan Lin and Mu Hong walked to the stage, Wan Lin first saluted Mu Hong with a fist. Seeing that Wan Lin was so knowledgeable and reasonable, Mu Hong nodded secretly in his heart and said, "Yes, come on, young man". Wan Lin knew that Mu Hong would not act first because of his identity, so he waved his hand at Mu Hong symbolically. Seeing that Wan Lin was unwilling to take advantage of him, Mu Hong unceremoniously stepped forward to split his fists and advanced his collapse fists. A strong wind rushed towards Wan Lin.

Wan Lin and Zhang Wa's strategy was to dodge left and right. The two moved quickly on the field, and Mu Hong attacked for a long time without even touching Wan Lin's clothes. Mu Hong's face was a little ugly, he slowly slowed down his attack speed,

The referee sitting next to Dean Wan, Lu Ji, the chairman of the Provincial Wushu Association, looked at it for a while, his face changed a bit, "Why are you recruiting this master of Xingyiquan. This person is a master of the inner family that I have not seen much. , you have to be careful."

When President Wan heard what the expert said, his face was a little nervous. "What, what did you find?" Lu Ji looked at the field and said, "Look at Mu Hong's attack. At the beginning, he moved very fast, and his fists and feet were heard in the wind, but now he is moving. Slow down, punches and lifts have no sound. He uses his breath to control his strength. After this kind of internal power move touches the target, the strength will suddenly increase, and it has extremely strong destructive power. This kind of strength will gradually control the opponent's movement."

When Xiaoya and the others around the dean heard Lu Ji's explanation, their expressions changed greatly, and they looked at Wan Lin nervously.

As the experts said, Wan Lin on the field had already felt the breath coming from Mu Hong, and he felt stagnant while moving.

He took a deep breath, and suddenly slapped his hands hard. With the sound of "pop", his hands slowly moved away. Mu Hong suddenly felt an aura coming towards him along with Wan Lin's hands. He was shocked. He had never seen someone with such a strong aura before. He took a deep breath, strengthened his aura and pressed it towards Wan Lin, and slowly pressed his hand towards Wan Lin's chest.

The fight between the two on the field was getting slower and slower, Mu Hong's face became more and more red, but Wan Lin's face gradually turned pale. The two formed a stark contrast. Everyone off the field stood up nervously.

Mu Hong's senior brother Liu Haibo watched for a while, then suddenly got up and walked to Dean Wan and asked, "President, can I ask the origin of this young man?"

Dean Wan turned his head to look at him without answering. Knowing the dean's question, Liu Haibo hurriedly said, "I have no other intentions. This young man's kung fu is the only martial arts prodigy in China. I have seen it long ago. The young man has been saving face for my junior and junior brothers on the court. I sincerely think I would like to meet the teacher of this child and ask for advice on martial arts. Through the martial arts displayed by this child on the court, I know that it must be the fault of my nephew. People with good martial arts will not casually hurt others. I am here This represents the sect and apologizes to the academy and you," said Dean Wan and bowed deeply.

Dean Wan quickly stood up and raised his hands to each other, "I don't dare to do it. If my junior brother is like you, this competition will not happen." , I saw that Wan Lin was slowly moving around Mu Hong less than 2 meters away, and the palms of his hands were always facing Mu Hong.

The movements of the two became slower and slower, the air off the field became more and more tense, and there was no sound in the whole stadium. Cheng Ru, Xiaoya and the others all stood together nervously. Xiaoya held Rongrong's and Lingling's hands with both hands, her palms were sweaty, and her face was frowning tightly.

Mu Hong's movements on the field were getting slower and slower, every movement seemed to be moving in sticky glue, and his heart was getting more and more shocked. The aura around it.

Seeing the situation on the field, Liu Haibo clasped his fists to President Wan and said, "I will admit defeat for junior brother!" Then he turned around and jumped into the field, first saluting Wan Lin with his fists, then turning his back to Wan Lin, taking a deep breath and walking slowly Go to the battle circle. He was afraid that Wan Lin would misunderstand that he was going to help out, so he revealed his back to Wan Lin, saying that he had no malicious intentions.

Seeing Liu Haibo suddenly jumping into the arena, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Dali got up and were about to jump into the arena, Dean Wan hurriedly stopped them. Referee Lu Ji saw Liu Haibo suddenly jumped up and stood up suddenly. When he saw Liu Haibo's actions, he knew that he wanted to separate the two, and he also waved his hand to Zhang Wa and others, motioning them not to move.

Liu Haibo walked within 2 meters of the two of them, and immediately felt a great resistance. He used his skills to slowly insert into the middle of the two. When he approached about 1.5 meters, no matter how he urged his skills, no matter what He couldn't get in either, and Mu Hong's face turned from red to purple at this time.

Seeing Liu Haibo standing next to him and showing his back to himself, Wan Lin understood what he meant, slowly withdrew his strength, took two steps back, and raised his hand in return with a fist to Liu Haibo.

Liu Haibo clenched his fists again gratefully, and took a step forward to support Mu Hong, who was slowly slumped to the ground. He knew that if he didn't come up, Mu Hong would definitely be burned by his opponent's internal strength.

It was also the first time that Wan Lin faced off against a master from the inner clan~www.readwn.com~ I just saw that Mu Hong had been counterattacking with luck all the time, but he didn't know that if he continued to increase his skills, he could put his opponent to death.

In fact, Mu Hong fought back just now because he had no choice but to fight back. He was afraid that once he recovered his skills and the opponent's skills rushed over without hindrance, he would definitely be seriously injured or die on the spot, so he couldn't fight back with all his might.

At this time, seeing that Mu Hong was unable to stand like a puddle of mud, Wan Lin couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He hurried over and motioned Liu Haibo to put Mu Hong on the ground, sitting cross-legged behind Mu Hong with one hand on top of Mu Hong's head and the other on his back. Liu Haibo hurriedly clasped his fists and took two steps back, he knew that Wan Lin was energizing his younger brother. The younger brother has already faced the situation of depletion of essence. If there is no master of internal energy much higher than him to replenish the qi, the younger brother's kung fu is basically useless, and I am afraid that there is still life worry.

At this time, Lu Ji, the president of the Wushu Association, walked up to Dean Wan and said with bright eyes, "Wonderful, it's wonderful! I didn't expect to see such a wonderful confrontation between the masters of the inner family in my lifetime. You have to be good. Introduce me to these lads." He stretched out his hand and grabbed Cheng Ru's hand standing beside the dean, calmly trying to test Cheng Ru's skills.

Seeing that Lu Ji grabbed Cheng Ru's right hand, Dean Wan immediately knew that he wanted to test the inner strength of these young men, took a step back with a smile, and carefully observed Cheng Ru's changes.

Cheng Ru, who was caught on his right hand, suddenly felt that the strength in the old man's hand was getting stronger and stronger.

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