Legend of the Demon Emperor of Kyushu

Chapter 13 Martial Arts (7)

Seeing Ye Ziqi fall down, Feng Jiu secretly rejoiced in his heart, turned his head to signal the officers and soldiers, and quickly beat the gong to announce the result.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yi and the soldiers around him were staring straight at him at this moment, but they didn't look like they were about to end the contest at all.

Then, the sound of booing and air-conditioning sounded from all around at the same time. Although it was very faint, there were too many booing mixed together, making one's hair stand on end.

This weird moment made Feng Jiu feel chills in his heart.

"I can't live to hell." He thought so, and turned his head back to Ye Ziqi.

A fist the size of a sandbag rushed straight to his head!
"Ho!"

Feng Jiu gave a loud shout, and hurriedly stretched out his palms to receive the punch forcefully.When the fists and palms met, Feng Jiu's ears buzzed, and he felt a surge of force rushing towards his face, and his whole body was blown back a step!
Feng Jiu's face changed drastically, and when he looked carefully, it was Ye Ziqi who stood up at some point and rushed to punch him.

The boy's wound was still bleeding, but his face was fierce, and white smoke was still coming out of his body, which made Feng Jiu wonder if he had an illusion.

He really couldn't understand how this boy stood up with such a serious injury, and his strength more than doubled!

"You bastard, if you don't let your body change, that's enough to borrow your demon power. The rest, you can figure it out yourself." The big-eyed demon said in Ye Ziqi's heart.

Ye Ziqi didn't answer anymore, one foot landed, and the other kicked forward immediately, like a leopard chasing after him, and punched him again.

Feng Jiu hastily caught it, only to feel the blood in his chest surging, and he retreated three steps in a row.

This time, everyone was shocked. Although Feng Jiu was not good at strength, he was a man of middle age after all, and he made a 15-year-old boy beat back repeatedly.

"My God, what's the matter on stage? Acting?"

"This is the first time I've seen such a fierce calf."

"These nine generals...you bastard, are so fucking wicked!"

When there was a lot of discussion in the audience, Feng Jiu reacted quickly, no longer clenched his fists hard, relying on the advantage of being taller than Ye Ziqi, he clawed out with both hands, grabbing Ye Ziqi's joints.

Ye Ziqi didn't dodge either, and reached out to attack, instead, he grabbed Feng Jiu's right wrist first, lifted it up, and at the same time stepped up his right foot, turned back to the right, followed his whole body to twist, put his shoulders in, drew his arms, and arched his body, unexpectedly forcing Feng Jiu Back it up!
Gentleman's Eight Skills, Iron Man Mountain.

Feng Jiu knew that Ye Ziqi was going to throw him on his back, so he lowered his center of gravity first, and hugged Ye Ziqi's waist from behind. Just as he closed his hands, Ye Ziqi suddenly stopped the momentum of throwing him forward, and his upper body shook Ting, slammed his head backwards into Feng Jiu's face!

Gentleman's Eight Skills, Rolling Stones.

Feng Jiu immediately took two steps back, covering his face with his hand, wiping away the nosebleed with one hand, and Ye Ziqi rushed forward with another punch. Angry eyes approached his eyes again, and he bumped headfirst.

"Oh!"

"Grandson, can you really understand the characters of these monsters?"

"Grandson, wait another two years. When you grow up and grandpa has saved enough money for you, grandpa will send you to Cold Leaf City and let my grandson learn from those old scholars in the city. Then I The grandson is amazing." -Ye Gao

"Ah—" Feng Jiu cried out in pain, covered his head and took two steps back.At the same time, Ye Ziqi was also knocked a few steps away, but rushed up again immediately.

Feng Jiu gritted his teeth. At this moment, he could see that as long as Ye Ziqi restrained his movements a little, he would head-on head-on head-on head-on.

But just now Ye Ziqi was knocked on the head by his legs and knees, his head was bleeding, and his mind was not clear. If he had to compare with "head iron", how could he be afraid of him?

Feng Jiu blocked Ye Ziqi's hands away, and Ye Ziqi really bumped into him again.

"Son, look at your father, every time he goes to the street, he has to follow behind my precious son. People say that this child is so beautiful, but his father is so old and ugly. Son, let's not let him follow, okay?"— —Mother Ye

"Hey hey, eh hey hey." - Ye Yuan

"Oh!"

Blood flowed down.

The whole world is blood red.

Head, want to split the same severe pain.

The enemy is still stumbling backwards.

Jump on him and give him another headbutt!
Feng Jiu also counterattacked with a head hammer, but in the end, his head was deflected.

At this time, whoever is not strong enough will be hit harder.Feng Jiu was hit by a hammer and staggered back a few steps, staring at him, Ye Ziqi immediately caught up and kicked Feng Jiu's stomach.

Feng Jiu was finally kicked to the ground and was still supporting the ground with his arms. Before he could stand up, Ye Ziqi followed up and kicked him on the head.This kick knocked Feng Jiu down, and he vomited blood several times, but he couldn't stand up anymore.

"Snapped!"

The gong sounded.

The four fields are silent.

Countless embarrassing faces looked at the young man panting violently on the ring, and the same thought rose in their hearts:

Did this kid who was joked as "Nine Generals" really kill nine horse thieves?
"What a child with an iron head." After a long time, General Xue Yi was the first to laugh out loud, "Won't your head hurt from bumping around like this?"

Ye Ziqi was bleeding half of his face at this time, he covered his forehead with his hands and looked at Xue Yi, and said, "My elder brother," he pouted at Xu Jing as he spoke, "Tell me what kind of 'wu stick' this person is, relying on his birth His instinct to adapt to the situation can break people's tricks.

I thought, I must not be able to compare moves, so I can only compete head-on with him.So I can win.Because since he fights by talent and instinct, he can't avoid the first human instinct, which is fear of death.

I fought against him recklessly, and he must be the one who got discouraged and avoided in the end, and I would win if I took advantage of the situation and chased after him—if I couldn’t win, I had no other choice, and I couldn’t think of any other way to win. "

Hearing this, Xue Yi glanced at Xu Jing in the audience, and said with a sneer, "What a big brother."

"Human instinct is to fear death, but you are also a human being." A voice sighed leisurely in Ye Ziqi's heart.

"Okay," Xue Yi said, glanced around the audience twice, and continued: "If you pick someone from the bottom of the stage, I think you can't beat you. How about you pick someone from the ring to be your end?" Opponent, let me see your skills again."

"Choose someone in the ring?" Ye Ziqi asked in surprise.

"Yes." Xue Yi looked left and right, there were several soldiers guarding the side, and said: "These are all brothers who have accompanied me through many battles. I am most familiar with their skills. You can choose anyone."

"Anyone can... I understand." Ye Ziqi stretched out his hand to roughly wipe off the blood on his face, stared at it carefully, took two deep breaths, finally raised his hand, and pointed forward:
"Ye Ziqi, Beishan Town, please enlighten me, General Xue!"

(End of this chapter)