Ye Qiu stared at any detail when Park Tae-joon made a move. In the course of thousands of years, ninjutsu has added a lot of its own comprehension. Speaking of which, it is also a kung fu suitable for assassination.

Ye Qiu was still a little surprised when he saw Park Tae-joon's speed again. If it weren't for the advance and sufficient preparation, plus the fact that he had been trained almost since he was a child, and he was mixed with the characters of the three sects and nine streams in Ning County, the more miscellaneous the things he learned.

Although it was very miscellaneous, almost all of them learned some essence. With some guidance from Brother Wolf later, he also integrated these things, and at this time, he would not be too busy to deal with Park Tae-jun.

And the young man with black sunglasses in the audience, Ze also took out a mobile phone, secretly facing the stage, recording the martial arts competition on the stage.

"Ye Qiu's progress is still quite fast." Seeing some of Ye Qiu's movements, the young man couldn't help but nodded, as if he was thinking about something again.

"Ye Qiu, come on!" Not far away, Zhao Yaqian and Han Xu held hands tightly, their eyes barely blinked, and they kept staring at the stage. Before, Ye Qiu knocked several lower ninjas to the ground, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. But at this moment, seeing that Park Tae-joon's speed was so fast, their hearts were still hanging in their throats.

"Don't worry, Ye Qiu will be fine." Jingying comforted the two of them and said.

Although the two of them were nodding, they still looked nervous.

In the other corner, Li Han and the judge also remained silent, but their expressions were a little nervous. Especially Li Han, a lot of sweat oozed out of the palms of his hands that he was just holding. Ye Qiu's every move involved his mood.

And more like Chen Zefu and Wang Xidong, the core members of the Heavenly Wolf Club, were also staring nervously at this scene.

Chu Ning went out to accompany the tyrant to the hospital, leaving Di Fei with a few people to maintain the situation at this moment. Di Fei was telling some things while constantly looking back at the competition platform.

"Ye Qiu, come on!" Di Fei said secretly in his heart: "Kill these damn island people!" ”

On the stage, the fierce battle between Ye Qiu and Park Taejun has completely kicked off.

"Whirring ......"

With the help of the power of running, Park Tae-joon's right leg tightened, kicked out with all his strength, and went straight to Ye Qiu.

Flirting with legs!

As soon as Park Tae-joon made a move, he tried to take advantage of Ye Qiu's surprise.

Ye Qiu had attacked twice in a row in the air before, and he was already unable to stop the fall.

The momentum is heavy, the angle is tricky, and the speed is extremely fast......

It can be said that with this kick, Park Tae-joon played his best, and the timing was extremely accurate, and he arrived just when Ye Qiu landed, almost making Ye Qiu have nowhere to hide.

In the face of this accurately calculated sneak attack, Ye Qiu's expression did not change in the slightest, and his right hand suddenly turned into a claw to protect his crotch.

"Smack......

Park Tae-joon's right foot kicked Ye Qiu's palm hard, making a crisp sound.

At the same time as receiving the force, Ye Qiu instantly tightened his abdomen, as if he had contracted his entire abdomen, his body arched into a shrimp shape, and at the same time, his palm was forcefully closed.

All this happened only between lightning and sparks, and the audience at the scene basically didn't see what was going on.

However, Park Tae-joon saw it clearly. Seeing Ye Qiu's actions, Park Taejun's face changed suddenly, and he saw that Ye Qiu had directly dissolved most of the power of his foot by closing his stomach and hand, and the remaining power was not the slightest threat to Ye Qiu.

"How is that possible?" Park Tae-joon probably didn't understand it either. Ye Qiu actually blocked his own strength. However, at this moment, he must immediately rein in his feet, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

While understanding this, Park Tae-joon subconsciously wanted to rein in his feet.

It's just that Ye Qiu didn't give him any chance at all. With a sneer, Ye Qiu's originally spread palm changed into a claw shape again, and with a hard buckle, he directly grabbed Park Taejun's ankle.

The ankle was caught, and Park Taejun didn't dare to recover it hard, for fear that Ye Qiu would break his hamstrings by grabbing him.

"Look for death." Park Taejun roared angrily, and the next moment, his body twisted hard, and while he turned around, the instep of his left foot was tense, and the toes were like sharp daggers, kicking towards Ye Qiu's Adam's apple.

With Park Tae-joon's foot strength, if this kick hits, Ye Qiu will have only one end: death.

Sensing Park Taejun's change of move, Ye Qiu suddenly let go of his right hand, leaned back, and propped his hands on the ground. And Park Tae-joon's kick just grazed Ye Qiu's body, but it didn't bring him a fatal blow.

Seeing that Ye Qiu actually dodged this fatal blow, Park Taejun's bright color changed slightly, and he pressed his leg down again, trying to kick Ye Qiu's chest.

Ye Qiu, on the other hand, fell backwards, and when he dodged the kick, his body stiffened abruptly and he got up directly.

"Whoa......

Then, Ye Qiu's right hand turned into a claw again, and without waiting for Park Taejun to land, he grabbed Park Taejun's ankle, and then pulled it hard!

"Come here......"

With Ye Qiu's loud shout, Park Taejun's body was dragged in front of Ye Qiu.

"Whirring ......"

At the same time, Ye Qiu's right foot kicked out like lightning, hitting Park Tae-joon's waist.

"Bang ......"

After a muffled sound, Park Tae-joon's body flew high like a kite with a broken string. In the air, because of the heavy blow, his body trembled violently, his face turned white in an instant, a smell of blood gushed out of his throat, and his head was even more foggy, as if he was about to faint.

Ye Qiu's speed was too fast, and the speed that he was originally proud of didn't even play a role at all in front of Ye Qiu.

On the contrary, it has become a weakness that binds him to his hands and feet.

Because he is fast, Ye Qiu's speed is even faster!

"Okay." Seeing Ye Qiu kicking Park Tae-joon out in one go, the man with sunglasses couldn't help but speak better. At this time, some students around him discovered his existence. I couldn't help but look back at him twice. But after all, he felt that there was a strong pressure on him, and soon no one dared to look at him.

"Hiss......"

The audience at the scene couldn't help but gasp when they saw Ye Qiu kicking Park Tae-jun high and almost hitting the headlights above the court.

Subsequently, Park Tae-joon's body reached its apex and began to fall.

"Bang ......"

When Park Tae-joon fell to the ground again, Ye Qiu kicked Park Tae-joon again, hitting Park Tae-joon's chest, as if a volley, and directly whipped Park Tae-joon out.

"Knock ......"

Park Tae-joon's body glided through the air for some distance and then slammed heavily on the ground, his mouth constantly spitting blood, his whole body convulsed, and he looked like he was dying.

In the box, Jiao Aiguo's tight cheeks finally relaxed, and a relaxed smile began to emerge.

"Ye Qiu, it's good." Jiao Aiguo couldn't help but nodded and said.

"Damn ......" In another box, Yamamoto looked at this scene in disbelief, a little unable to believe his eyes.

But the next moment, he had realized something, and immediately picked up the phone and made an urgent call.