my charming lady boss

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It's good to order as soon as possible without hurting the peace!

Please once again give applause to the two who brought us a wonderful battle! "

After a burst of applause, Zheng Ran continued: "The next battle will be between Ye family and Ye Xuan against Gong Jiagong Zhiyang. I heard that the two of them were good friends when they were outside. I don't know about these two people. What kind of performance will there be on the competition stage, is friendship more important or competition more important?

At the same time, I would like to remind everyone that there are still 5 minutes before the start of the game, please hurry up and place your bets. "

When Wu Kui walked backstage, he happened to meet Yan Jiadong who was about to take the stage.

Seeing Wu Kui's lonely expression, Yan Jiadong stopped and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "How is it? Are you okay?"

Wu Kui smiled wryly and said: "It's okay, I'm just a little unwilling, I really can't beat Lei Ming, he is too strong, his strength, body skills and timing are better than mine, I am not wronged!"

Yan Jiadong nodded and said, "That guy is really strong, we don't even know what rank he is now."

Wu Kui held Yan Jiadong's fist and asked, "Actually, I was able to catch that stick too, right?"

Yan Jiadong nodded.

Wu Kui said expectantly: "Sure enough, it's what I thought, Wu Kui relies on brute force, but you use ingenuity, Wu Kui's moves are wide open and close, I am very difficult to deal with, but you have a way, right? Can you beat him?"

Yan Jiadong thought for a while and then smiled and said: "I haven't fought him before, so I don't know, but if I can fight him, I will try my best!"

Wu Kui nodded and said, "Come on! I hope you can win!"

After the fists of the two touched each other heavily, Yan Jiadong stepped onto the competition stage.

Gong Zhiyang was already standing on the competition stage waiting for him.

The man carried two Tang knives on his back.

Ye Dingli told him with a glance that the Gong family is good at using knives.

If Gong Zhiyang wanted to go all out to fight Yan Jiadong, he naturally had to use the weapon he was comfortable with.

Yan Jiadong naturally took out his own weapon and used it.

What he has is just a pair of boxing gloves, which were specially customized by Ye Jiatuo's inner sect.

The glove is very soft and does not affect the movement of the palm. At the same time, the material of the glove is very tough, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and bulletproof.

This is the baby of the Ye family, but now it is specially given to Yan Jiadong for his use in the competition.

The gloves were worn on Yan Jiadong's fist, and they were silver in color.

Seeing Yan Jiadong approaching, Gong Zhiyang held Tang Dao in his hand: "Are you ready? Don't let me down."

Yan Jiadong smiled and raised his fist and said, "Even if I agree, my fist will not agree! Don't be shadowed by me!"

The two were talking to themselves, and Zheng Ran used the microphone to create the atmosphere of the audience: "These two brothers are very fighting, who will win in the end, let us wait and see, so now the competition begins!"

Chapter 1121 The Palace Family's 64 Moves

As soon as Zheng Ran's words fell, Gong Zhiyang swung a sword with both hands and rushed towards Yan Jiadong.

Yan Jiadong started Baji Fist, squeezed a punch and directly faced Gong Zhiyang.

Since he promised Gong Zhiyang to go all out, naturally he would not hold back.

With the blessing of special gloves, Yan Jiadong's fists can completely match Gong Zhiyang's Tang Dao head-on.

Gong Zhiyang slashed twice, but was blasted away by Yan Jiadong's left and right punches.

His Tang Dao didn't cut the blade. After all, it was just a competition, and he didn't want to hurt people with the blade.

The blade hit Yan Jiadong's fist and sparks burst out.

An inch is short and an inch is dangerous, so Yan Jiadong's moves using fists and feet as weapons are naturally faster.

With two punches, Gong Zhiyang's Tang sword was opened, and with a three-stroke wave of the king of hell, he called Gong Zhiyang's face.

Gong Zhiyang immediately blocked the front door with a horizontal knife.

Yan Jiadong's fist hit Gong Zhiyang's sword three times hard.

Gong Zhiyang was still able to stabilize the front and back two punches, and the third punch hit the back of the knife, and Gong Zhiyang's control department took two steps back.

Yan Jiadong is ready to recruit.

Gong Zhiyang moved his numb arm and said with an excited smile, "Okay! Enough, let's do it again!"

Gong Zhiyang's two-knife style was fully displayed, slashing left and right to take advantage of Yan Jiadong's dangerous places.

Yan Jiadong sees the tricks, and the two of them are also fighting back and forth.

However, following the fight, Yan Jiadong also roughly understood Gong Zhiyang's strength.

If Gong Zhiyang only made these two moves, he would not be his opponent.

The question is, how can I defeat Gong Zhiyang without hurting my brother's dignity.

Gong Zhiyang's double swords cut into a phantom around his body, and Yan Jiadong was engulfed in the light of the swords.

But Yan Jiadong was not chaotic at all, he could accurately capture the gaps in Gong Zhiyang's sword technique.

Unavoidable with one or two moves, Yan Jiadong directly punched and bumped into each other.

After the knife light, some flames burst out from time to time.

Although Gong Zhiyang played smoothly, he was very surprised.

He thought that he could catch up with Yan Jiadong no matter what he had done during this period of hard work, but he didn't expect this guy to still be able to handle it with ease.

Without distraction, Yan Jiadong seized the opportunity, Bajiquan became Yongchun, and knocked away the Tang Dao in Gong Zhiyang's left hand.

With a flick of his palm, Gong Zhiyang was moved a few steps away by Yan Jiadong.

There was a burst of applause from the stands.

Gong Zhiyang stabilized his figure and looked at Yan Jiadong solemnly.

He didn't pick up the lost Tang Dao, but held the remaining Tang Dao with both hands, and his energy and spirit were in harmony.

Yan Jiadong grinned: "It's my turn!"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and played a set of Wing Chun.

Spread, shoulder, volt!