Chapter 417 Tigress (Part 2)
The origin of the habit of nicknames among people in the world cannot be verified, but it has become a habit. Regardless of whether they are long-established masters or just fledgling rookies, everyone will come up with a nickname to show their excellence.
The main reason is to avoid running into people with the same name. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if they recognized the wrong person?
Yang Yiyi has always wanted to be a hero, but maybe because she hasn't read much, she has never come up with a nickname that satisfies her. When she introduced herself, she just said Yang Yiyi, who has no family or sect.
It doesn’t matter, if you can’t think of it, the masses will give it to you.
Yang Yiyi now feels mixed emotions. She is happy because some people gave her a nickname, which means that Yang Yiyi has begun to gain fame, which is a good thing.
But I am angry because the nickname tigress is really not nice...
Yang Yiyi's attention was all on the audience and she was a little distracted. At this moment, an angry roar broke into her ears, causing Yang Yiyi to return her attention to the stage.
We’ll talk about nicknames later.
Her first opponent was a strong man who almost looked like a bear. He jumped up to him shirtless in the cold weather, with traces of alcohol still on his thick beard.
"You charlatans call yourself knights, but you are so arrogant!"
It seems that he misunderstood Yang Yiyi's distracting behavior in the audience. From the words, he was a son of a good family who came to test for the top prize in martial arts.
"Misunderstanding, I didn't..."
"It's useless to talk more, just watch the punches!"
Yang Yiyi also wanted to introduce herself, and by the way correct that I am not a tigress. However, the opponent didn't give her this chance at all. He immediately raised his fists and ran over with his huge body with a war-like trampling effect. She felt that no matter how strong she was, the wooden arena would have been crushed by him.
Although it is a simple and straight path, the speed and strength are quite good, and it is already considered to be stronger than the few good men who came on stage before.
Usually at this time, you either rely on light skills or compete with internal strength. If you directly compete with strength, the advantage of heavyweight is very big.
But Yang Yiyi didn't move, just watching the other party approach. The contrast between the huge bear-like body and the petite Yang Yiyi felt even more inconsistent.
At the moment when everyone was staring at Yang Yiyi's movements, those with poor eyesight could only see an afterimage flashing across the strong man's chest, followed by three crackling sounds.
The strong man's feet immediately weakened, as if he had completely lost his strength.
Yang Yiyi calmly stepped aside, and the strong man lay on the ring with a clang and rolled his eyes. He almost slipped off the ring because he rushed so hard.
The audience who was about to watch a good show fell into silence for an instant. Yang Yiyi planned to take this opportunity to shout, 'I am not a tigress! ’, but thinking about it, it was too cruel, so I had to maintain the most basic dignity, cupped my fists and said to the surroundings:
"Accepted."
Then he jumped off the ring in a graceful manner and walked to the second floor terrace where Tang Lianyu was.
Only then did the audience react. The government quickly sent people to get the strong man down, while others were discussing lively what had just happened.
In fact, at that moment, Yang Yiyi launched a series of mantis attacks on the strong man.
The first blow of Mi's elbow hit the strong man's side ribs, squeezing his lungs and causing instant breathing difficulties. The second blow changed the shape of the hand and hit the sternum with a palm, squeezing the heart and making the eyes black. The last blow was lifted with the elbow and hit the strong man's chin, causing him a concussion.
Because the speed was too fast, the mantis that was hit at this moment didn't even make the strong man say a word, and went straight into a deep sleep.
Mantis Fist is like this, the combo speed is very fast, and it can be completed by sticking it together.
Although Yang Yiyi still held back, the strong man didn't show anything, so he probably wouldn't get a high score.
While going up the stairs, Li Chengqi said again: "Okay, just fight like this."
Facing a group of miscellaneous fish, it was Li Chengqi's idea to let Yang Yiyi use his full strength.
The purpose is to establish prestige. After all, compared to the style of fighting for a long time with no winner, the impact of being done in an instant is more obvious.
"I will tell you in advance when there is a difficult guy to deal with (chewing), and then I will change my fighting style (chewing)." "Um...Brother Li, are you eating something?"
"Let's eat."
It was only eight o'clock in the morning on Yang Yiyi's side, but due to the four-hour time difference, it was already twelve noon on Li Chengqi's side.
It just so happened that Adasi came to stay overnight again today. Li Chengqi was too lazy to go to the small restaurant to buy food. He took out the electric baking pan and grilled some meatballs and meat skewers.
"Sounds delicious."
"Didn't you have breakfast..."
Having said that, Li Chengqi still stuffed a few flesh-and-bone bones into Yang Yiyi.
As soon as she saw something delicious, she immediately forgot about the depression of being called a tigress just now, and happily went upstairs with the meat skewers.
Tang Lianyu was a little surprised when he saw this. Didn't you go to the game? Where did the meat skewers come from?
“I just bought it when I saw it after I got off the stage.”
Fortunately, Tang Lianyu didn't pay too much attention to this kind of nonsense. She whispered:
"Nvxia Yang starts so quickly."
"So-so, so-so."
"As expected of a tigress."
"..."
This matter cannot be overcome!
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Yang Yiyilu's move is indeed amazing, but there are eight arenas at the scene, and the audience's attention is also divided. Except for the audience watching her competition, it has not made any waves yet.
By the time it was Yang Yiyi's turn to play again, almost an hour had passed. There was nothing I could do about it. There were so many people and it was really time-consuming.
This time, the arena that Yang Yiyi entered was relatively close to the group of generals responsible for scoring, and there were even some familiar faces to Yang Yiyi among them.
When she lived at Li Yingluo's house, she would occasionally go to Zheng Yinping's house next door. Since Zheng Yinping's father was a general, generals from Liuzhou often came to see him, and they also watched Yang Yiyi practicing martial arts. My hands were itchy. Among the generals who were scoring points in the audience, there were several Yang Yiyi who had fought against each other.
They also all know Yang Yiyi, and they can see that they are all holding tea and waiting to watch the show.
If Yang Yiyi wanted to take the martial arts exam, the advantage would be too great, although she would probably not be able to pass the written exam.
And Yang Yiyi’s opponent...
Well, it looks pretty embarrassing anyway.
He looked like a young man in his early twenties, but his hair was disheveled and his clothes were no more than a rag.
It's not dirty, but it's torn. There are so many patches that they almost replace the clothes themselves.
Even on such a cold day, he still wore open-toed straw sandals. He was not cold. He was so cold that he kept jumping around after taking the stage, trying to move his body to keep warm.
Seeing Yang Yiyi on stage, the other party did not lose his etiquette, cupping his fists and saying:
"I am Ye Jingtang, the tablet thrower. He has no family or sect. He knows how to order crops. Please forgive me if I am not polite."
"I don't dare. I have no family or sect, Yang Yiyi."
"I have admired the name of Tigress for a long time, please give Yang Nuxia some advice."
"..."
(End of chapter)