Jiao Ting's eyes were as bright as fire, and he called Luan Tingyu a challenge:"Come on! Come on! Come on!" However, Luan Tingyu seemed to turn a deaf ear and remained unmoved, not moving forward in response.

Jiao Ting has always liked to lure the enemy into attacking, and it was precisely in this kind of interaction that he found the opponent's weakness and succeeded in one fell swoop. Not long ago, Tang Long and Shi Yong accidentally fell into his trap and were quickly defeated by him.

Luan Tingyu saw everything in the audience, and he was determined not to make the same mistakes as Tang Long and Shi Yong. Luan Tingyu thought to herself, today I will use defense as offense to see who can't calm down first.

Seeing that Luan Tingyu was not fooled, Jiao Ting realized that he had met a strong opponent. He immediately put away his contempt, steadied his horse, and silently confronted Luan Tingyu.

Ximen Qing and others who were watching had already finished a cup of tea, but the two opponents on the field still stood still. Even so, the beads of sweat on their foreheads betrayed their inner tension.

Just when the audience was feeling impatient, Jiao Ting finally couldn't hold back anymore and launched the offensive first. He suddenly stepped on the ground, and in an instant, like a furious bull, he rushed towards Luan Tingyu's position.

Jiao Ting's movements were like a strong wind, and he rushed to Luan Tingyu in the blink of an eye. Jiao Ting's right fist suddenly swung out, hitting Luan Tingyu's face, cleverly blocking the opponent's sight; at the same time, his left hand nimbly reached towards Luan Tingyu's waist, trying to grab the opponent's belt.

What's even more difficult to guard against is that Jiao Ting's feet also hide a stumbling move. Countless opponents have been defeated by this seemingly simple move.

But Luan Tingyu seemed to have seen through Jiao Ting's tricks. When Jiao Ting's foot hook quietly stretched out, Luan Tingyu tactfully stepped back with his left foot, skillfully avoiding the opponent's trap.

Facing Jiao Ting's right fist, Luan Tingyu calmly turned his head, accurately grasped Jiao Ting's wrist with his left hand, and then pulled it back.

Almost at the same moment, Luan Tingyu's right hand quickly struck out and tightly grasped Jiao Ting's belt.

Luan Tingyu arched his body, using Jiao Ting's own momentum, intending to lift the opponent up completely, and then slam him backwards.

Luan Tingyu's move obviously imitated Jiao Ting's previous skills when dealing with Shi Yong and Tang Long. It can be said to be"using the son's spear and attacking the son's shield".

However, Jiao Ting has been practicing sumo wrestling for many years and is already familiar with the methods of offense and defense. How can he let his opponent succeed so easily?

It turns out that Jiao Ting's previous actions were just an illusion to lure the enemy, in order to break the deadlock between the two and lure Luan Tingyu to take the initiative.

The moment Luan Tingyu held Jiao Ting's belt, Jiao Ting reacted quickly and grabbed Luan Tingyu's belt with his left hand.

Although his right hand seemed to be a feint in front of Luan Tingyu's face, it was actually like an iron hook, tightly clasping Luan Tingyu's shoulder blade.

Then, his stiff legs suddenly stepped forward, like tree roots deeply rooted in the earth, solid and unshakable, successfully stopping his forward momentum. ah! Jiao Ting shouted loudly, raised his arms vigorously, and with his brute strength, he actually lifted Luan Tingyu's entire body and suspended it in mid-air.

He made Luan Tingyu spin five times in the air like a spinning top, and then suddenly used force to throw Luan Tingyu towards the ground.

This skill is Jiao Ting's favorite, and he has never failed in daily practice. Today, he also wants to use this skill to win in one fell swoop, so that he can show his bravery in front of Miss Ximen.

However, Ximen Xin saw Luan Tingyu being lifted up in the audience and couldn't help but screamed, concerned about Luan Tingyu's safety.

Ximen Qing heard this from one side and felt mixed in his heart. Fortunately, my sister cares so much about Luan Tingyu, so there should be no obstacles in bringing the two of them together.

The worry is that Jiao Ting already has the upper hand. If Luan Tingyu loses, it will be difficult to face the victorious Jiao Ting. His sister definitely gave him a problem!

Just when everyone thought Luan Tingyu would suffer a heavy blow, Luan Tingyu was not thrown out as Jiao Ting wished.

When Jiao Ting lifted him above his head and spun him around, Luan Tingyu did not panic. His left hand held Jiao Ting's right wrist tightly and held on. Just when Jiao Ting was throwing it with all his strength, Luan Tingyu took advantage of the situation and took Jiao Ting's hand, flipped it in the air, and at the same time kicked Jiao Ting in the chest.

Unexpectedly, Jiao Ting was kicked and fell two steps backward. He watched in stunned silence as Luan Tingyu flipped continuously in the air and finally landed safely on his feet. good! well played! The crowd watching the battle burst into enthusiastic applause because of this thrilling duel.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked forward to the subsequent development of this exciting contest.

But seeing Jiao Ting suddenly stop his attack, he bowed deeply to Luan Tingyu and sincerely praised:"Brother Luan, your martial arts is really extraordinary! Since I learned sumo wrestling by myself, I have never faced an opponent with that move just now. Brother Luan My accomplishments in horse fighting and spear and stick battles are far from comparable to Jiao Ting's.

I originally wanted to save some face in hand-to-hand combat, but I didn't expect that brother Luan also has such strong skills in fists and feet! If I miss a single blow, I, Jiao Ting, will lose face. Continue to challenge. Brother Luan's martial arts skills are far better than mine. I am ashamed of myself and willing to admit defeat!"

Luan Tingyu saw Jiao Ting being so upright and upright, and hurriedly returned the favor, praising Jiao Ting's boxing and kicking skills. He really couldn't defeat him..

Ximen Qing, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this. He secretly thought that Jiao Ting was indeed a straightforward person. This competition was really happy for everyone, just what I wanted.

Luan Tingyu and Jiao Ting respected each other and walked off the stage side by side, receiving warm cheers and applause from the audience along the way.

Hu Sanniang watched with great interest. She drew out her two swords, her eyes sparkling, and said to Ximen Xin:"Sister, I want to compete with Luan Tingyu to see if his horsemanship is really good. Only if you can defeat me With the two swords in his hands, I will truly admit that he is a hero."

Ximen Xin had already been attracted by Luan Tingyu's heroic appearance. At this moment, he admired his muscular upper body up close. There were already ripples in his heart. How could he? Let your beloved fight with Hu Sanniang on a horse?

Ximen Xin held Hu Sanniang's hand, her cheeks flushed, she shook her head gently and whispered:"Sister Sanniang, there is no need to trouble you."

Ximen Qing looked on and laughed loudly:"Sanniang, today is the day. Please stop adding fuel to the fire to the sparring between my brothers."

Hu Sanniang frowned slightly and said with some displeasure:"My heart was filled with excitement after watching it today, and my hands were extremely itchy. I had to find someone to fight in order to be satisfied.. Since you won’t let me fight Luan Tingyu, how about you come and challenge me, Da Lang?"

Ximen Qing saw Hu Sanniang staring at him, as if she wanted to drag him into the battlefield, so he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

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