Dad, please try harder

Chapter 96 I have profound skills and can last for two hours!

Author: Dr. Silver

Chapter 96 I have profound skills and can last for two hours!

Of course Qian Quan was not paying tribute to Zhang Xiang'er and the others, nor was he trying to create new ideas and scare Igarashi Yugiri.

He was purely influenced by Wang Zhenren's practice of Tai Chi. He could do whatever he thought and did as he pleased.

However, Igarashi Yugiri, who has quietly studied Chinese martial arts for many years, really did not see what he was doing.

It doesn't matter anymore. Now is not the time to be distracted.

Igarashi Yugiri's whole body was tense, as if all the energy in his body could burst out of his body at any time.

Qian Quan, on the other hand, is relatively loose and flexible, with no specific focus.

The two of them slowly approached, touching each other tentatively with the backs of their hands.

Igarashi Yugiri suddenly activated, clapping his hands, clenching his fists and then counterattacking with back fists.

It's so fast you can blink and miss it.

However, he hits quickly, and Qianquan blocks quickly. He moves his body, turns his cloud hands into force, and blocks with his hands.

Igarashi Yugiri's speed did not slow down, and he struck Qian Quan in the face with a straight punch. Qian Quan turned his head to avoid it.

Igarashi's forward punch feinted, and then he punched Qian Quan in the side with his back fist.

Qian Quan stepped sideways and stepped back, and Igarashi Yugiri took advantage of the situation and launched a straight punch combo. The punches were so fast that others could only see the chaotic shadows of the punches.

Money power is still resolved step by step, one by one.

Igarashi Yugiri's fast punch failed, and suddenly he kicked Qian Quan in the neck with a high whip kick from his right foot.

Qian Quan crossed his hands, spread his legs, and ducked to avoid the sweeping combo of his hind legs.

During this fight between the two of them, they saw you coming and going and I struck many blows, but only less than ten seconds passed.

It looks more like warming up and testing each other out.

"Usually, the offensive and defensive actions played in this round are enough to determine the outcome, but for them it is just a warm-up." Zhang Xiang'er commented.

"That Japanese attack took less than two seconds, including a feint and a charge. It was so fast that it was almost an instinctive reaction. I would have lost right there." Bai Yuanzhi said.

Zhao Baiyu was fascinated by what he saw and did not comment.

On the field, Igarashi and Qian Quan pulled away again. They stared at each other's footwork and body skills, moved fast and slow, and started an extreme tug and test.

"Is it your turn?" Igarashi Yugiri challenged.

Qian Quan suddenly made a feint with a side knee, and Igarashi moved sideways to avoid Qian Quan's offensive line.

Qian Quan's body flashed twice quickly, as if he was making a fake shoulder shake when playing basketball with his back against his opponent.

Immediately afterwards, the left fist flew out in a feint, and the right fist hit hard straight to the face.

Igarashi Yugiri sidestepped, turned half a circle, and kicked Qian Quan fiercely in the abdomen.

Qian Quan turned around and wrapped his arms around his feet, and slashed diagonally at Igarashi's neck with the knife in his right hand, which was extremely cunning and sharp.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiang'er blurted out.

Igarashi Yugiri leaned his upper body back at an incredible angle, his face was instantly filled with blood, and he was finally able to avoid it.

"What a pity!" Zhang Xiang'er said, "If this sword hits, the game will be over."

Qian Quan seized this momentary opportunity to gain the upper hand, crossed his arms and shook his chest.

Igarashi took three steps back, deliberately lying on his back, dispelling Qian Quan's strength, followed by a carp kick, yelled something in Japanese, and started to use his special move to suppress the box, crazy

Counterattack:

A cross kick in the middle, a back kick, a sweep from the top...

Qian Quan dodged his kick, feeling proud in his heart. Look at how self-righteous you are, who is afraid of you?

When Igarashi kicked out the "scorpion tail kick", Qian Quan hit him with a "sweep forward kick" and had a head-on confrontation with him.

Bang!

The feet collided back and forth, making a muffled sound.

Qian Quan felt a numb pain coming from his footsteps, as if he had kicked a century-old tree.

I believe Igarashi Yugiri will not feel well either.

The two separated and turned into a confrontation again.

Igarashi Yugiri assumes a new stance, and her hand shape changes to Nihonkanshou.

This hand type is the same as Wing Chun's index finger, which is a high-level fighting technique, and its function is similar, mainly stabbing the opponent's eyes and poking the opponent's vulnerable acupuncture points.

Even if the two are equally matched in strength, the fight is approaching the final stage.

Martial arts competition is a physical activity, and it is impossible to have a situation like in martial arts novels where the winner can't be determined after hundreds or even thousands of moves.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and using all your strength in every move is very taxing on the individual.

The most important thing is that after just a few rounds of fighting, the two of them have reached their peak state, fighting spirit and fighting strength.

Igarashi Yugiri sprinted forward, jumped forward, and crashed into Qian Quan.

Legs, hands, head, body, every part seems to be gathering momentum for a full-scale attack.

"It turns out they're all the same." Zhao Baiyu said without thinking.

Zhang Xiang'er said: "If you practice kung fu to a superior level, you can hit people with your whole body. This is the same goal."

Zhao Baiyu nodded.

Qian Quan suddenly turned around and got out of the way, a few minutes faster than a high-speed spinning top.

Igarashi Yugiri is like a swift and fierce cheetah, and Qian Quan is like a nimble ape.

One pounces, the other prances.

Neither of them made any unnecessary movements, and even the amplitude was controlled just right.

After landing, Igarashi Yugiri seemed to have determined the direction of Qian Quan, stretched out his left arm, and grasped Qian Quan's shoulder.

Qian Quan easily saw through his feint, twisted his fist with his right hand, whirled and punched Igarashi Yugiri's chest.

A scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Igarashi Yugiri didn’t hide!

With a cruel and decisive look on his face, he suddenly raised the two fingers of his right hand, as if he had squeezed all the strength in his body into the fingertips, and then stabbed Qian Quan's chest without any return.

This is a lose-lose approach!

This Japanese devil is not here to decide the outcome with money and power today, but to exchange injuries for injuries!

Zhang Xiang'er, the most powerful bystander in the field, suddenly stood up with an unusually solemn expression.

Boo!

Click——

Just as Zhang Xiang'er stood up, two voices clearly reached everyone's ears.

That was the sound of Qian Quan's fist hitting Igarashi Yugiri's chest and his ribs breaking.

Igarashi Yugiri suffered this serious injury.

but,

His two fingers also stabbed Qian Quan firmly.

"Yeah!" Igarashi Yugiri's voice was like a wild animal's ecstasy.

Qian Quan's chest suffocated, his face turned red, and his eyes were on fire. He grabbed Igarashi Yugiri's wrist, twisted the wrist and folded the arm lock, and knocked forward from behind with his elbow.

There was another "pop" sound, Qian Quan disabled his arm, and then kicked him away.

"I hit the mark! You're hurt! Hahaha..."

Igarashi Yugiri's mouth was bloodshot, his eyes were staring at Qian Quan like a wolf and an eagle, and his smile was sinister and cheerful.

However, what he said was right. Qian Quan was indeed injured. His chest was filled with a tight breath and was swollen. Once he adjusted his breathing forcefully, he would feel a sharp pain.

It felt like having chili oil splashed into my eyes, and the more I tried to relieve it, the more painful it became.

Qian Quan snorted coldly, glanced at Igarashi Xiwu with disdain, said "go" to Zhang Xiang'er, Bai Yunzhi and Zhao Baiyu, and walked away.

When the four of them left the Xun Dao Hall, Zhang Xiang'er said to Qian Quan: "Stop holding it in. If you want to vomit blood, just vomit it out."

Qian Quan stretched out his hand to support Zhang Xiang'er, slowly and carefully exhaled, and said:

"This devil is so sinister!"

Qian Quan cursed.

"How do you feel?" Zhang Xiang'er asked.

Qian Quan shook his head and said in a weak tone: "It's very bad. I will definitely not be able to participate in this martial arts exchange competition."

"That's probably his purpose. Stop talking about this and go back to use medicinal wine."

"Um."

Zhao Baiyu said: "Don't worry about recovering from your injuries, we are here for the exchange competition."

"Yes." Bai Yunzhi nodded.

"You managed to break his arm after being hit by such a finger. I have to admire you."

Zhang Xiang'er had a look of admiration on his face. He didn't know if Qian Quan was fulfilling his promise to his master.

"The average person who has been hit by him will probably collapse within an hour," Qian Quan said. "Thanks to my diligent practice of the 'Wudang Quiet Kung Fu' you gave me during this period, I have achieved a little success..."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xiang'er's eyes lit up.

"I can last two hours."

"..."

(End of chapter)