Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 53 The first scene, the end
"Benefactor, this little monk has to use his real kung fu!" The monk Aoki immediately turned over and put on a posture the moment he escaped from the sky, and shouted: "Harmony Fist!"

"No punches will work!" The warrior Tie Xin jumped up and chased after him, slashing down with the knife in mid-air, with great force and unparalleled momentum.

"What?!" The samurai was startled.

Such an attack was actually caught by the monk with a pair of clasped palms. The samurai couldn't believe it, "How is it possible?"

The monk's hand changed into a jade-like cyan color as if it had changed a different material, clamping the samurai's blade firmly, making the samurai Tiexin feel as if his knife was clamped by a vise, making it difficult to move.

Unexpectedly, there will be such a move. The world is really big and full of wonders. Wow, Zhajiangmian sighed, this kind of movement of Qi to the surface of the palm to increase his defense and offensive ability is similar to his superman mode. , Unfortunately, there is a world of difference in scale.

"Tch, it seems that you have some material!" Samurai Tie Xin immediately gave up the sword in his hand, since the sword can't be used, then use other. Aoki hit a roundabout kick.

The monk didn't expect the warrior to give up his weapon. He was kicked far away and fell to the edge of the ring. He almost fell, but he reacted in time.

"It seems that this move is not so powerful that it cannot be defeated. Let me guess, your gentle fist just strengthens your palm?" Tie Xin teased, and picked up the knife he had dropped on the ground.

"Ha~huh~" Aoki panted lightly, adjusted his breath for a while, and asked with a smile: "Why, why did the samurai throw his weapon so easily?"

"Huh?" Tie Xin waved the knife in his hand, feeling just right, and replied: "Samurai appear for victory, but not just to wield their weapons, so their swords will always remain in their hearts."

"I've been taught!" The monk held back his breath, and when his physical strength recovered a little, he once again used his housekeeping skill and Qi Fist to rush towards the warrior's iron heart with a few flashes, "He Qi Fist, straight forward!"

"It's useless!" The samurai Tiexin put the knife across his chest to block the monk's impact, and stepped back a few steps to relieve the force.

Then the samurai pushed the monk back forcefully, and then cut out with a horizontal knife, and transparent sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword.

"Heh!" Aoki yelled and blocked the blade with his hand, but his arm was cut by the sword energy, but Aoki didn't care, he patted the spine of the sword with the other hand and pushed the sword away, and then he was close with an elbow hit.

The monk Aoki also understood that his only advantage was to narrow the distance between himself and Tiexin to the extent that the sword could not give full play to his advantage, and at the same time not let him leave in a good state, otherwise it would be a failure.

Compared with long weapons, knives are indeed not long, but compared with hands and feet, they are more than a star and a half longer. In close combat, the powerful knives are far less useful than daggers most of the time. Because it can't be waved at all.

The samurai fell into a big crisis. Aoki's crazy attack was full of Wing Chun's strength, and he launched an extremely intensive attack with fists, palms, feet and legs within a short distance. Although the samurai Tiexin was also trying his best to defend and defend, but The level of boxing skills of the two people is obviously different. Even if Tie Xin trades injuries for injuries with better physical fitness, his body is still full of scars.

Tie Xin had to get out of this situation, but the hand holding the knife couldn't move at all. Whenever he wanted to use the knife to do something, he would be chased and blocked by the monks, and he couldn't move at all. He could only keep backing away. But the monk didn't intend to give him a chance at all, he pressed on every step of the way, and soon Tiexin would fall out of the ring.

"Something must be done!" The samurai resolutely determined, speaking of which he has an advantage, as long as he can successfully get rid of this situation, even if he suffers a lot of damage, he still has the advantage.

"Ah!" Tie Xin yelled and stepped steadily, relying on his strong physical fitness step by step against Aoki's attack and approaching the internal security department of the ring.

"Ah!" Shaomai closed his eyes in fear.

And the iron heart on the stage increased the scars at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Aoki panicked, it was not good to go on in this situation, he was frightened by this ambition to fall into battle, and lost his mind for a moment.

Be calm, you must be calm, Aoki suddenly remembered that he still has a great advantage, as long as he continues to maintain this distance, victory is his own, Aoki warned himself.

However, Tie Xin still seized such a fleeting opportunity, lifted the handle of the knife and smashed it fiercely, and was easily blocked by the monk, but this is what he wanted, as long as the monk could not follow up in time, he would have a chance .

Taking advantage of the space where he blocked the forceful iron heart, he took a step and freed up a lot of space. These were all he bought with numerous scars, and now he let it out so easily, what he got in exchange was the space to display the sword However, Aoki lost the opportunity to follow up because he blocked Tiexin's attack.

"What's wrong?" This is Aoki's inner voice.

"Opportunity!" The samurai had already retracted the knife to its normal position, "Secret technique, Xixue!"

The swaying blades formed a sword curtain, and the outer layer of the sword curtain was a sword curtain composed of sword energy. The violent knife curtain instantly surrounded the monk Aoki, and the clay figurine still had three points of anger, not to mention the monk, who had hit the real fire. It is also difficult to escape the sword screen of the samurai, so it is better to fight.

"Harmony Fist!" Aoki shouted lightly, drawing out the afterimages with both hands, blocking these knife shadows one by one, and then rushed in against the knife screen, he wanted to defeat this guy.

One, two, three, four, Aoki's eyes gradually couldn't keep up, "Damn it, how could it be?"

Difficult to ride a tiger, this is really an appropriate description of Aoki's current situation. He thought that Tie Xin was really not easy to deal with, but it shouldn't be too difficult, but the samurai Tie Xin with a sword is simply a hell-level existence.

Soon he was exhausted, and the sweat on his face flowed down like a gate, "Damn it, it's over if this continues!"

"I want to retreat!" This was Aoki's only thought, so he took a step back, but many times the victory or defeat is decided in this small detail.

"The monk may lose!" said Zajiangmian.

"Why?" Shaomai was very puzzled, the monk Aoki just now fought back and forth with Pragmatic Tiexin, how could he be defeated like this.

"Because martial arts competitions are such a thing. Most of the time, when the competition is evenly matched, it is the momentum, but the monk's momentum has long been exhausted."

The situation was just as expected by Zha Jiang Nian, the army was defeated like a mountain, and Aoki, who was already lacking in confidence, was spotted by the samurai Tiexin, and suddenly became a Muggle.

"Secret technique, forward cut!" Tie Xin put away Mixue in an instant, and chased after Aoki at the moment when Aoki let out a breath, and a sword energy came towards him.

"Ah!" Aoki roared and dodged to the side after seeing it, but his calf was scratched, "Oops!"

"Ha! Sorry, bald head, I will accept the fruits of victory!" Tie Xin was overjoyed, still holding the winning ticket, he caught up with the monk Aoki with just a few moves, and finally subdued Aoki easily, throwing him on the ground On the ground, the sword was inserted straight into the monk's neck, and the blade was only a few centimeters away from him.

"Hey!" The monk swallowed a mouthful of saliva in a cold sweat. He was really afraid that he almost lost his life. Looking at the fierce warrior, he raised his hands, "I admit defeat, I surrender, you win!" Already!"

"I declare, Samurai, Tie Xin Wuming wins!" The referee announced the winner with cold sweat. The first two were decided. The Samurai put away his weapon and enjoyed the cheers of the audience.

"But why?" Siu Mai scratched his chin in confusion, why did it happen all of a sudden?

Za Jiang explained to her with a smile: "Actually, this is a chicken game problem."

"Cowardly game?" Shaomai heard a new term, "Hey, why do you call them cowardly? What else is Cowardly Game?"

"Who called them cowards, I mean the game of cowards, this is a sociological problem, just like the wild buffalo on the prairie, in terms of size and strength, it is stronger than the so-called king of beasts, the lion, but it is a lion food, the current situation on the field is similar, both of them have obvious advantages, and they can crush their opponents in their respective fields, so this situation is like two drivers who are driving in opposite directions and refuse to give in to each other. They all want to pass this one-way street, but they don't want to crash into a car and lose their lives in vain, so they pretend to be fearless, trying to scare the other party away. Once one party shrinks because of timidity, then the winner takes all !" Zajiangmian waved his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air, explaining to Shaomai, "This is the so-called game of chicken."

"Why?" This is not the same as what Shaomai imagined, and it is not romantic at all.

But there is no way, Zhajiangmian smiled wickedly, Deception has always been his little hobby, reality is reality, no matter how romantic things are dragged to the operating table of thought, they can be dismantled Seeing its dry core, that's why Roland said that there is only one kind of heroism in the world, and that is to still love after seeing the truth of life clearly.

"Everyone, everyone here!" The host of the competition, the village chief, stood up and spoke: "Please be quiet, because the ring is seriously damaged, the competition is postponed until tomorrow morning, everyone, please come back, if you are interested, you can come back tomorrow! "

The game is temporarily over.

(End of this chapter)