Chapter 26: Angry

After Song Xiang finished cursing, he said nothing else and rushed forward to kill him with a single stride.

His internal strength, fists and kicks are all fierce, and there are no particularly exquisite and unpredictable moves, so every time he strikes, it is a frontal attack.

Tang Weizhi is a serious martial artist, and he has quite a lot of actual combat experience. Such a simple attack will not be effective unless he is defeated in terms of skill.

At that moment, Tang Weizhi stretched out his arms, crossed them in a circle, and made a move to "hold the weak and defend the weak". At the same time, the horse's step sank, and then he used another hand to "stand still". With two moves, Song Xiang was defeated. The all-out attack was completely destroyed.

In just this round of confrontation, in the eyes of an expert, the outcome of the two is already obvious.

On the high platform next to the ring, Ma Yan and Zhao Youtuo, who were sitting on two chairs and watching, immediately changed their expressions.

"Brother Ma, this person who came here today has a lot of trouble." Zhao Yuanyou was the first to speak.

"Yes...although he is not very powerful, I am afraid that this young master cannot defeat others." Ma Chu continued.

"Brother Ma, you are from Jianghu Dao. Can you tell where this person comes from?" Zhao Youyou asked again.

"Well..." Ma Chu pondered for a few seconds and replied, "It is the Kongtong sect's Kung Fu. Judging by his age...he is probably a disciple of the 18th or 19th generation."< /p>

This Tang Weizhi is obviously not very famous. Maybe after he tells his name and sect, some people will say they have heard of him, but based on his appearance and his ordinary martial arts, it is impossible for Ma Zhu to recognize him. out of him.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanyou thought for a while and then said: "Then do you think our young master will be defeated within a few moves?"

"It's hard to say... Ma Chu said, "The opponent is not making any moves at the moment. He is trying to figure out his punching path. I'm afraid it will be within ten moves."

While the two of them were talking, In the distance, in the audience...

Sun Yixie asked a question similar to that of Zhao Taoyao: "Hey, Brother Huang, Buji, how many moves can this guy named Song be able to do? ”

Although Sun Yixie’s martial arts attainments are still shallow, his knowledge is still good. After all, he has watched the entire Youth Heroes Association; he has seen so many masters’ duels, like the one in front of him. In a competition of this level, he can naturally tell who is stronger and who is weaker at a glance.

"I just need two moves." Lei Buji's answer was really straightforward, and he even gave the correct answer, "One move is to cut horizontally and vertically, and then another move is to hit his chin with an upward punch. He won't be able to get up after the beating."

"Hey~" Huang Donglai waved his hand, "Brother, you can't always use your Lei Jiaquan thinking to guess other people's fighting styles, just like what you said. This method may be of great reference value to people like Brother Sun, but for most people who have learned routines since childhood, it is 'wrong'." He paused and then said, "In my opinion. ...At this moment, the challenger is still testing Song Xiang. When he is done testing, he will be able to defeat the enemy within ten moves."

"good! As expected of Brother Huang. "Sun Yixi was confident enough after listening to the opinions of Huang Donglai and Lei Buji. So, while saying this, he turned around and ran to an alley not far from the ring, "You guys are a little bit Wait, I'll be right back. "

"Eh? Brother, this is a wonderful fight, where are you going? "Lei Buji hasn't understood it yet.

Huang Donglai had already seen through it: "It's okay, it's okay. He patted Buji on the shoulder and said, "Brother Sun went over there to place his bets." ”

Obviously, before Sun and Huang walked to the edge of the ring, they had already discovered the people who were setting up betting nearby... After all, they had done similar things before, and they knew As long as there is such a public competition, there must be an opening.

Of course, they didn’t shout loudly and explain on the spot like they did. They were just cats quietly walking in an inconspicuous alley. Moreover, the people who open the market here have already had a deal with Ma Chu and Zhao Yuan in advance. Half of the net income after the market closes every day must be given to those two people, otherwise they would not dare to take advantage of the Song family. The young master’s stage will be used as a handicap.

“Haha, it’s done! "Not long after, Sun Yixie came back with brisk steps.

Huang Donglai looked at him: "Have you bought it? "

"Ah. "Sun Yixie nodded, raised his hands, and made a "ten" gesture with his two index fingers, "Ten taels, the one who bets on the challenger wins. ”

“Why only twelve taels?” Huang Donglai raised his eyebrows and said, "This kind of plate, according to me, is an allin." ”

“Nonsense, if I allin, they dare to accept it?” Sun Yixie said, "I just went over and saw that most of the bettors were betting with copper coins. Occasionally, there would be one, two or two taels, which is considered a big bet... For such a small handicap, the payout is still fixed." Rate (in ancient times, gambling basically used fixed odds, because the odds of the lottery took a lot of time to count and calculate). If I pay a few hundred taels, the other party may not dare to accept it. You still want me to allin? When the other party cannot pay back, will you be responsible for helping me collect the debt? ”

“Okay, I’ll help you get it.” Huang Donglai said jokingly, "Anyway, none of these gamblers are good people. Let's just take advantage of this situation and squeeze them dry. After the incident is completed...Brother Sun, you will pay back the extra money in full." Well, we will split the money 30/70 with the people who lost the money. This can be considered robbing the rich and giving to the poor. "

"Heh..." Sun Yixie knew that Huang Donglai was joking and arguing with him again, so he also laughed, "Huang, first of all...we have also had a handicap, you are the first The sentence "No one is a good person" is the first to blame oneself; secondly, those "people who lost money", aren't they just a group of gamblers? You deserve to lose; thirdly... I'm busy with my business, and I still have to contribute the capital, so you let me get 30%? "

Huang Donglai curled his lips: "Thirty percent belongs to others. "

Sun Yi smiled humorously: "Oh, that can be considered. ”

Lei Buji has become accustomed to the various shameless remarks and slanderous remarks made by these two people.Now, he can roughly tell when Sun and Huang are joking. For example, right now, they are obviously just "talking" and won't actually do it.

In addition, time does not allow them to do this...

Because at this time on the ring, Tang Weizhi had finished his test and started to counterattack.

The Kongtong Sect's "Golden Ring Palm" is known for its defensive counterattacks and strives for victory in a steady manner; when practiced to the extreme, the circular range formed by the combined palms is not only invulnerable, but also indestructible. If you attack with a weapon, it will be easily cut off by the force of your palm.

Of course, Tang Weizhi's Golden Ring Palm has not reached that level yet, and even his master's palm power has not reached that level, but it is more than enough to defend against attacks from people like Song Xiang.

After parrying more than twenty moves in a row, Tang Weizhi basically destroyed Song Xiang's foundation. At this moment, Song Xiang was already attacking with repeated moves, and his breath was also a little disordered. It seems that there is also a problem with physical strength.

Tang Weizhi felt that it was almost done here. Next, he would go up and push the man named Song off the ring with three moves and two moves. That would be done.

Even if Song Xiang scolded Tang Weizhi at first, the latter did not intend to make Song Xiang lose ugly, because Tang Weizhi was not stupid... Before he entered the ring, he had noticed the horse beside the ring. With masters like Chu and Zhao Yuan in charge, he knew very well that if he really beat Song Xiang badly and the other party turned angry and angry, he would not be able to get any advantage.

Furthermore, Tang Weizhi was once a disciple of a well-known and decent sect. Although he accidentally killed ordinary people, the guy who died was a thug who was responsible for collecting debts in the casino. Only by verbally irritating and insulting Tang Weizhi did he succeed in committing suicide. Therefore, now that you want Tang Weizhi to use his full strength against a "layman" like Song Xiang in the ring, he himself is somewhat psychologically resistant.

After making up his mind, Tang Weizhi took advantage of the trend and used a move of "opening one side of the net" as a bait, using a flaw to take several steps back to lure the enemy to attack.

Song Xiang was indeed fooled, thinking that his continuous fierce attacks had finally taken effect, so he immediately raised his Dantian Qi again, stepped forward to chase after him, punched both sides, and used the "Horns to Hang Book" move. He wanted to use his waist strength to take advantage of the momentum and push Tang Weizhi off the ring.

To be honest, after more than fifty days of fighting in this arena, there has never been a challenger who has not left the stage without being beaten black and blue.

But today Song Xiang also saw that his opponent was difficult to deal with, and he was afraid that he would not be beaten like that, so he could only give up the idea of ​​beating the opponent and win first.

When Tang Weizhi saw his opponent taking the bait, he smiled in his heart, used his strength in his palms, and prepared to put Song Xiang on the abdomen and knock him off the ring.

Unexpectedly, in the midst of this flash of lightning, two dark rays suddenly came from the diagonal stabs and accurately hit the "Qimen" and "Zhangmen" under Tang Wei's ribs. Two points.

For a while, Tang Weizhi felt that his liver and spleen were shocked, his qi was stagnant and his blood was stagnant.As a result, half of his internal energy could not be used or recovered, and it was cut and counteracted in the meridians, almost causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

It was at this moment that Song Xiang's offensive came.

Tang Weizhi was helpless. It was too late to change his stance, so he could only block it with his body. As a result, he was unable to catch it and was thrown off the stage, falling onto his back.

"Okay!"

The voice that came out the next second was naturally not from the common people, but from the angry servants of the Song family.

Under the fierce and threatening gazes of these guys, the audience helplessly gave some sparse applause and clapped along with them.

"Humph, boy, do you know how powerful your Grandpa Song is?" When Song Xiang, who was standing on the edge of the ring, saw that he had won, he immediately became arrogant again and shouted at Tang Weizhi in the audience. The spitting was another insult, "A turtle like you, a bastard who can only be beaten and never fight back, still wants to come and get my reward? Damn! I think you can be a sandbag for me!"

Based on where he was standing and the angle at which he was hit, Tang Weizhi could easily determine that it was Zhao Yuanyou who plotted against him. His glare was equivalent to asking for an apology.

But Zhao Youtao looked at him without any fear or shame, his eyes were very cold.

After staring at each other wordlessly for a few seconds, Zhao Youyou finally sighed, glanced at Song Xiang, and then looked at Tang Weizhi again, shaking his head slightly.

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Weizhi understood what he meant - "You'd better not win."

To put it more deeply, if you really win today, I’m afraid what will happen next is not just falling off the stage and being scolded.

"Hey! What are I talking to you about? Why can't you even fart? Are you mute?" On the other hand, Song Xiang on the stage was getting more and more scolding, but he didn't see anything at all. It means to stop.

As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under low eaves.

Tang Weizhi also understands that in this world, if you have no money, no power, no support, it is not that easy to make some money based on your skills.

"Young Master Song is very skilled in martial arts. I admire you and say goodbye." He didn't want to be verbose with the man surnamed Song, so he cupped his fists and handed over his hands, turned around and left.

"Ha! Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Get out of here!" Fortunately, Song Xiang was in a good mood at this time and had no intention of further making things difficult for the other party, so he just let him go.

However, just when everyone thought that the matter was over, a strange yell suddenly broke out from the crowd.

"What a chicken!"

You will know who is going crazy at this moment.

Then why did Brother Sun shout out after such a while?

It’s very simple, because after Sun Yixie complained that Huang Donglai’s predicted result was “poisonous milk”, Huang DonglaiIn order to prove that he was not, I told him how Tang Weizhi lost just now.

Sun Yixie became angry as soon as he heard this. He said to himself that this person named Song had won by cheating on the sidelines. The key is... you win if you win, and you also made me lose money, then But no.

That’s what Brother Sun is like. He spends money where it should be spent, and he doesn’t feel bad: for example, it cost him two hundred taels to kill Zhu Xiaowan in a black shop, and he didn’t even blink; another example is When visiting the kiln to find out information, he would be happy to just throw in a piece of gold without doing anything... But if you let him lose something in a place he shouldn't spend it on and doesn't want to, even a few copper coins or a salted fish , he will argue with you.

"Huh? Who is yelling in the audience? Could it be that he is dissatisfied because I won?" Song Xiang is not deaf either. With that voice, coupled with Sun Yixie's slightly sharp voice, It sounds very jarring.

Song Xiang's roar was so good that the people around Sun Yixie, Huang Donglai and Lei Buji dispersed in a hurry, retreated seven or eight meters away from them, and directly threw these three people away. People were left out.

Now they have no choice but to admit it.

Seeing this, Sun Yixie simply took two steps forward, held his head high, and said to Song Xiang on the stage: "I'm the one who scolded you. I just don't accept it. How about it?"

"Hey!" Song Xiang looked Sun Yixie up and down, and said with a smile, "Hey, where did this young boy come from? Do you want to go on stage and die?"

"Ha!" Sun Yixie also laughed, laughing louder than the other person, "You are a cheap person with a mere one hundred taels of silver, are you worthy of my noble feet? You are a bitch. I’ve been a bitch here for more than fifty days, and you still want to trick me into being bitten to death by you? I... Uh-huh——”

He seemed to think “Bah” and spat out. It wasn't enough to express his disdain, so he vomited...

Yes, you read that right, in order to insult the other party, after saying what he just said, Sun Yixie immediately reached out and picked it. He vomited his lunch on the street.

Song Xiang was dumbfounded, and the servants of the Song Mansion were also stunned on the spot, not knowing how to react.

You know, Song Xiang has never been scolded in person and in public with such aggressive words and body language in his life.

Because the impact he received was too great, he did not get angry immediately, but was stunned.

When he slowly came back to his senses, his anger soared until his face turned red, then he trembled on the stage and shouted angrily: "You...you kid, stop right there." Let’s go!”