Full-time King

All the joints of Inujiro's body made dull sounds. He raised his arm to protect his chest, and with his other hand he raised a knife and chopped towards Li Hu's waist in a concealed manner.

"Hey, Thunder Sound Tiger Leopard?"

Uncle Li said this with a hint of surprise.

Ling Feng didn't know much about warriors, or he didn't care much about them at all. The name "Thunder Tiger Leopard" was quite impressive, so he asked, "Uncle Master, what..."

"Uncle Master, what is the Thunder Sound Tiger and Leopard?"

"This Thunder Sound Tiger Leopard is a sign of cultivating to the Dark Power. I didn't expect that the island owner is quite capable. This Inu Erlang has a good physique and is not very old. He will be able to reach the peak of the Dark Power in about ten years."

Uncle Master Li is a very traditional Long countryman. He looks down upon the cultivation methods of other countries, not to mention the martial artists who are one level lower than the ancient martial artists.

"So, Li Hu is in danger? It seems to me that the difference between the two is not much. Li Hu should be able to win." Ling Feng's eyesight is also very sharp. He saw that Li Hu clearly had the upper hand. Could it be that this warrior can also challenge a warrior of a higher level?

"No! Although Li Hu is at the peak of Ming Jin, he has experience fighting against An Jin warriors. It has not been long since Inujiro was promoted to An Jin, and his realm is not stable. My son should have no problem winning this battle."

Although Uncle Li is old-fashioned, he is pleased that his son is able to perform well.

Sure enough, when Li Hu saw that Inujiro was at the level of dark power, he did not panic at all, but increased the strength of his punches and kicks.

The beating only made Inujiro roar in anger and he kept retreating. If nothing unexpected happened, failure was only a matter of time.

No matter how tight the defense is, there will be moments of negligence.

Finally, Li Hu's continuous attacks accumulated little bit of advantage into victory. After a heavy kick, Inujiro was unable to resist and his chest was wide open.

Li Hu's inch punch suddenly launched!

collapse!

Li Hu did not hold back at all in this punch. He was annoyed at Inujiro for being too ruthless. As for the plaque, anyone from Dragon Country would want to tear him apart alive.

Inujiro's body flew into the air, flew backwards two or three meters, and fell heavily to the ground, staining the ground in front of him blood red.

"Your Excellency, are you still not admitting defeat?"

Li Hu frowned and looked at Inujiro, who climbed up shakily, as if a stronger wind would blow him down. He was very aware of the power of his punch, and Inujiro's internal organs must have been seriously injured.

"Baga, the spirit of a warrior will not be tarnished by me. I can still fight!"

Inujiro's eyes were red, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Li Hu with a ferocious expression.

"Okay, I'll help you then!" Li Hu saw this and walked slowly step by step. This cautious attitude could prevent the opponent from making a final blow. Everyone knows how powerful a trapped beast is. This was a round-robin battle, and Li Hu wanted to save his energy for the next battle.

"The islanders have a strong fighting spirit."

Uncle Li rarely praised the Japanese.

Ling Feng yawned in boredom. In his eyes, such a battle was like a fight between children. It was really hard for him to get excited. He thought of the performance of the Sun Countrymen in recent history and immediately replied, "Yes, yes. Once the spirit of the idiot is up, even nine oxen can't pull him back."

When the people around heard this, they laughed again. If you think about it carefully, it is true that it is a two-pronged spirit.

The Sun Country has a small territory and a large population, so the pressure of survival is very high. In addition, it faces natural disasters such as tsunamis and earthquakes all year round. Without a stubborn spirit, it is really impossible to survive in that land.

Inujiro's heavy breathing gradually calmed down. Li Hu had already reached his attack range. He raised his foot and kicked Inujiro's head with a whistling sound. This kick would at least cause a concussion.

A cold light flashed in Inujiro's eyes, his sleeves trembled, and a flash of light suddenly appeared in his hands.

"careful!"

Ling Feng's voice suddenly came into Li Hu's ears.

Li Hu's heart trembled, and he retracted two levels of his full strength.

Inujiro took a step back lightly, and Li Hu felt a sharp pain in his leg.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

The people in the field started to shout and curse. They saw that there were seven or eight pentagonal darts stuck in Li Hu's legs.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was very excited and the round-robin battle was about to turn into a group fight.

"Hehe, our martial arts competition rules don't have any rules. Director Li, was there a rule about not using hidden weapons? Was there a rule about not using weapons? There are only rules about fists and feet being blind, and life and death being irrelevant!"

Inujiro spoke in high spirits, and with a flick of his sleeves, a soft sword appeared in his hand.

"This guy is really shameless to a certain extent!" Ling Feng shook his head. A victory was nothing. Ling Feng wanted to see what tricks Inujiro could come up with.

"We admit defeat in this round! Qiu Song, you go in the second round. Punches and kicks are blind, so you have to be careful."

Uncle Li stood up suddenly, and Li Hu was no longer able to fight. His leg was injured, and the opponent still had a weapon in his hand. If the fight continued, Li Hu would be in real danger.

Li Hu stiffened his neck as if he wanted to say something, but Uncle Li glared at him fiercely. Perhaps because of his father's long-standing prestige, and considering that he couldn't offend his father in this situation, Li Hu limped over.

Ling Feng took a look at his wound. The pentagonal dart was inserted very deep and bright red blood was flowing out.

"Not bad, Ergan still has some brains. He wasn't poisoned. He will be fine after resting for two or three days. Take this pill internally." Ling Feng fumbled in his arms for a few times, took out a pill from the storage bag, flicked his fingers, and sent it directly into Li Hu's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and Li Hu felt a warm current flowing down his throat. After a few breaths, a tingling sensation came from the wound.

"You bastard boy, you didn't pay full attention during the competition, and you didn't even thank the young master. These pills are rare in the secular world."

As Uncle Li said this, he leaned over to look at the wound, then he put two fingers together and pinched it, and the darts fell to the ground with a clink.

"Hehe, thank you, senior brother!" Li Hu smiled foolishly.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. The dart just now had pierced the tendons in his leg. It would take two or three days to heal. It was simply a miracle.