Against the sky loan system

on the ring.

"Go ahead!"

"I, Qian Wenwu, don't bully the weak, I'll let you do it!" Dressed in a white judo suit, Qian Wenwu stood tall and straight with his arms down, looking like a master.

In particular, he made a high profile and let Su Chen attack first, which made him even more unique.

If it were an ordinary opponent, his pretense would be absolutely successful.

It's a pity that Qian Wenwu met Su Chen.

Su Chen had already boarded the arena lazily, looking east and west, as if he had experienced this kind of duel in the arena for the first time, but after hearing Qian Wenwu's words, he touched the tip of his nose directly, and said slyly: "Are you having trouble with us?"

"You still let me attack first, why don't you just let me do three moves?"

"Let me do three tricks, your mother doesn't even know you, believe it or not?" As soon as Su Chen opened his mouth, he completely destroyed the atmosphere Qian Wenwu had created with great difficulty.

The few girls who were originally a bit courageous and insisted on staying outside the judo club to watch the battle, their nervousness dissipated in an instant, and they were directly amused by Su Chen's ruffian appearance.

"puff……"

The laughter of these girls was soft, but Qian Wenwu still heard it. On the spot, his chest rose and fell with anger.

"Su Chen!"

"Put away that rascal face of yours!"

"I practice judo, not martial arts. There is no such thing as three tricks for you. Since I give you the opportunity to attack first and you don't cherish it, then you will die!" Qian Wenwu took two deep breaths hard, and finally Barely calm down the restless blood.

But immediately, he made a move, because he was afraid that Su Chen would say something that would make people angry.

"Throwing skills, back throw!"

If Qian Wenwu doesn't move, he moves like a tiger. He stretches out his hands and wants to grab Su Chen's hands and give Su Chen a beautiful back throw. Many people may not understand the back throw, but it is actually similar to an over-the-shoulder throw. A wrestling technique.

Qian Wenwu practiced this move all the year round, and even a strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms would be thrown into the air by his move.

However, now that Su Chen was wearing an iron shirt, he didn't care about Qian Wenwu's attack at all. He raised his leg and kicked it between Qian Wenwu's legs.

"oops!"

"This damned instinct!"

Su Chen kicked his feet out, and then remembered that although he borrowed an iron shirt from the system, he was invulnerable, but his fighting skills were still the abilities of the amateur fighter he exchanged for it before.

Facing an enemy who wants to get close, lifting his foot is a kick, almost the same as Su Chen was in Sunshine Kindergarten that day. In order to protect Chu Jie's mother and daughter, dealing with Cao Zhenhu's wife is the same way.

"Brush!"

At the critical moment, Qian Wenwu's usual training has paid off.

He stopped his forward pounce in time, bent back and jumped, narrowly dodging Su Chen's kick.

However, the move that he had imagined could not be performed, and he almost hurt his vitals. Qian Wenwu's face was blood red, and he was obviously angry from embarrassment.

"Bastard!"

"You actually made a dirty trick, this young master won't let you go today!" Qian Wenwu yelled while staring at Su Chen through gritted teeth.

However, Su Chen didn't buy him at all: "Fart, when did brother make a trick, it was a natural reaction, how about this, or the same sentence, if you are afraid, kneel down and beg for mercy, brother will let you go! "

Seeing Qian Wenwu retreat in a hurry, Su Chen's already determined heart became more stable.

Hearing all kinds of rumors about Qian Wenwu before, coupled with his title of president of the judo club, Su Chen thought that Qian Wenwu's judo skills are really good, but the so-called famous is not as good as meeting.

This really went to the ring, and Su Chen discovered that judo is a kind of wrestling.

The competition among their peers is naturally wonderful.

But to fight against a layman like Su Chen, Su Chen had to give him a chance to get close.

Throwing skills, waist skills, and foot skills that don't let you get close are all useless.

"fart!"

"You have to kneel down and beg for mercy!"

When did Qian Wenwu experience this kind of bird-like behavior? Not only did he not take advantage of his fists, but even the mantra he used to humiliate others in the past was repeatedly imposed on him by Su Chen. Immediately, Qian Wenwu couldn't care about his own image.

Uncharacteristically, he scolded Su Chen.

It's a pity that anger can't increase combat effectiveness.

Qian Wenwu wanted to give Su Chen a beautiful throwing technique several times, but it was a pity that Su Chen's fists and feet blocked the way, which let Qian Wenwu know that it is impossible to defeat Su Chen with judo. In a hurry, he directly resorted to a series of whip kicks.

This is not judo, but an out-and-out Sanda style.

Su Chen was caught off guard. He didn't expect that Qian Wenwu would suddenly become Sanda while playing judo. In desperation, he could only raise his hand to block it.

"Bang bang bang..." All of a sudden, there was only the sound of fists and feet colliding, and Qian Wenwu's chic whip kick, and Su Chen's clumsy resistance.

After more than a dozen kicks in a row, Su Chen's figure has already retreated six or seven steps, and has retreated to the edge of the ring. On the other hand, Qian Wenwu is standing with his legs back, the muscles on his face and the corners of his eyes are beating again and again, making a strange look. expression.

"Wow!"

"Although Qian Wenwu is notorious, he is so handsome for cheating!"

"If he is willing to chase me, I will marry him!" Outside the judo club, a dinosaur-level nympho girl suddenly held her face and shouted shyly.

At this moment, hundreds of members of the judo club almost vomited out.

As for Qian Wenwu himself, he even wanted to die.

God knows that he didn't feel anything at first when he pulled out the dozen or so whip kicks, but after three consecutive kicks, he felt something was wrong.

Qian Wenwu felt that he was not whipping Su Chen's arms, it was like kicking two iron pillars. The force of the shock made his calf numb and painful. If he hadn't been concerned about his image, he would have died at this time. He squatted down and rubbed his calf bones frantically.

The bad thing is, just when he was in pain and numbness, Su Chen frowned as if nothing happened, while pointing at him and shouting loudly.

"Wow!"

"Qian Wenwu, are you too arrogant?"

"What's your expression like?"

"Grinning and provoking me?"

Su Chen intentionally pretended to be displeased, but in fact, she was already happy in her heart, how does it feel to fight with brother, iron cloth shirt?
Don't stop if you have the guts, kick another hundred legs, and you will be damned if you don't lose your legs.

Qian Wenwu was furious: "Stop talking nonsense, Su Chen, if I don't dismiss you today, my surname will not be Qian!"

Qian Wenwu's roar was full of indignation, which shocked many people, thinking that he was going to make a big move, but only Zhu Dayong in the audience opened his squinted eyes wider and wider.

He and Qian Wenwu often practiced against each other, and he knew all kinds of Qian Wenwu's reactions like the palm of his hand.

Therefore, Qian Wenwu, who had the upper hand in the eyes of others, in Zhu Dayong's eyes, showed the reaction only after suffering a big loss.

"Forehead!"

"Or, if you can't destroy me, just take my last name?"