Ye Jing said on the side: "Ling'er was accepted as an apprentice by a joint master because of his very good physical flexibility in the hunter school, and he concentrated on learning arthrosis, that day he wanted to use arthritism to control you, but he didn't expect you to return to your ancestors, and when the strength was absolutely suppressed, arthrosis would not work."

Ye Qiu suddenly realized, it turned out that Ye Ling'er was not convinced, so she kept making trouble for herself, Ye Qiu continued: "It's your turn, be careful, I don't think the remaining three are simple"

Ye Jing said with a smile: "Ye Qiu, the International Hunter School is not so simple, even if I don't win, there is absolutely no problem for me to protect myself."

"I hope so," Ye Qiu said with a smile.

As Ling'er retreated, Ye Jing'er also walked in the ring, and the woman in the martial arts costume over there also opened her eyes and walked in the direction of Jing'er.

Ye Qiu said to Ling'er on the side: "Is your sister okay, I don't think that woman is simple"

Ling'er pursed her lips and said, "My sister is better than me, do you think it's okay?"

"It's enough," Ye Qiu said.

Ling'er stared at Ye Qiu angrily, and kicked Ye Qiu hard, she thought that Ye Qiu was beating around the bush and saying that her strength was not good, Ye Qiu scolded with a sigh: "You are sick, watch the game well, your sister loses in a while, we have to save her, after all, we are in a camp"

"Oh" Ye Ling'er replied embarrassedly, she knew that she had misunderstood Ye Qiu

Ye Jing'er has a calm bearing, similar to the temperament of the two women of the Yan family opposite, Ye Jing'er said: "Ye Jing'er of the Ye family"

The woman on the opposite side stepped forward and said: "Hello, my name is Yan Jingwen, Wing Chun" After the woman finished speaking, she said calmly with one hand behind her back and one hand forward: "Wing Chun, looking for the bridge"

After finishing speaking, Yan Jingwen's movements were as fast as lightning, one hand forward, and the left and right hands opened the bow in a row, Ye Jing'er felt that there were countless fist shadows flashing in front of him, but what surprised Ye Qiu even more was that such a swift fist technique was actually dodged by Ye Jing'er.

Ye Ling'er said angrily on the side: "Seeing the buns, my sister is very powerful, his reflex nerve is 10 times normal, so no matter how fast the opponent's attack is, it will automatically slow down ten times in my sister's eyes."

"Oh, it turned out that the eyes were unresponsive..."

"You, you, you dirt bun, I won't tell you" Ye Ling'er turned her head angrily.

The more Ye Qiu looked at it, the more frightened he became, because he saw that the woman's fist speed was still accelerating, and if Ye Qiu didn't watch carefully, he couldn't see how many punches Yan Jingwen had made.

Yan Jingwen's right elbow struck, Ye Jing'er dodged again, and said, "It's still too slow."

Yan Jingwen smiled, although Yan Jingwen looked thin and weak, but the stubbornness in her bones was stronger than most men, and when she saw Ye Jing'er's strength, Yan Jingwen's seemingly weak face reflected a man's perseverance.

Ye Jing'er's fist was very fast, so fast that Ye Qiu couldn't see when she made her move, at this time Yan Jingwen flew out upside down, half-knelt on the ground and touched her cheek and smiled: "Very interesting, what kind of punch is yours?"

"Murder boxing!" Although Ye Jing'er was talking, his hands did not stop, his steps were like flying, his fist was like the wind, and his moves were attacking Yan Jingwen's vital point, which was similar to Wing Chun, an eclectic refined boxing technique aimed at knocking down the enemy.

Yan Jingwen finally saw someone who was faster than herself, and her heart rose with infinite fighting intent, but the two seemingly weak girls burst out at this time with a fierce fighting spirit that was more fierce than a strong man.

The two sides hurt each other, Jingwen seemed to have caught Ye Jing'er's attack, and then Yan Jingwen didn't look so embarrassed, the ferocity of Wing Chun boxing slowly manifested again, Yan Jingwen suddenly used a voice that only Ye Jing'er could hear and said to herself: "Ming movement, know whether there is or not, know advance and retreat, Fang is Wing Chun boxing - listen!"

Ye Jing'er also felt the change at this time, and didn't dare to be careless, her body moved as fast as lightning, but Yan Jingwen stood motionless on this open space.

After Ye Qiu saw Yan Jingwen, he secretly said: "It's not good, Ye Jing'er is in danger"

Ye Ling'er also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, staring at her sister in the ring with her hands folded nervously, Ye Qiu looked at Yan Jingwen on the ring as if she had changed as a person, but she couldn't say where it had changed, at this time, Ye Jing'er seized the opportunity and kicked at Ye Yan Jingwen, Yan Jingwen didn't move, just quietly waited for this foot to arrive.

The strength of Ye Jing'er's kick, which was based on the loss of body balance, was very huge, and Yan Jingwen moved when she was waiting for this kick to be less than ten centimeters away from her.

The footsteps moved quickly, the body rotated two weeks behind Ye Jing'er, aimed at Ye Jing'er's back shoulder, slammed over, the shadow of the crossed fists flickered, Ye Jing'er was knocked out by Yan Jingwen in pain, but the 'sticky' fist of Wing Chun was indeed very fast.

The attack was almost never stopped, and the fists and feet were quickly coordinated, although Ye Jing'er was extremely talented, but with her physical state at this time, she couldn't dodge Yan Jingwen's attack at all.

"Ahhh

"Wing Chun, it's really amazing," Ye Jing'er exclaimed.

Yan Jingwen put on an attack posture and said with a flat expression: "Wing Chun eight hands, take the move"

Ye Qiu saw that Yan Jingwen's boxing technique suddenly became fierce, and vaguely understood what Tian Buqian said, this Yan Jingwen should have understood the meaning of Wing Chun boxing in the battle, and only then did he instantly become so strong and beat Ye Jing'er.

Once he was caught on the bridge by Wing Chun, there was no way to dodge, and the fast punch attacked, with the shortest distance and the most accurate blow, Ye Jing'er was completely powerless to fight back.

In addition to Ye Jing'er's talent, what she practiced in the hunter school was mainly the art of hidden weapons, and the duel between the two at this time was completely uncontrollable, and Ye Jing'er was in a dilemma.

Ye Ao suddenly shouted: "Actually, the opponent's fist is tricky, don't dodge, drag her into the ground battle!"

Ye Jing'er suddenly realized that she was not the opponent of this Wing Chun standing fist at all, and when she heard Ye Ao's command, Ye Jing'er swept her legs in a row, forcing Yan Jingwen back, and letting the opponent's offensive slow down.

When Yan Jingwen spread her hands to attack, Ye Jing'er clasped her arms to her chest, and finally approached Yan Jingwen's forward with a desperate body hit, and threw Yan Jingwen out with a classic over-the-shoulder fall in judo.

"It's so fast!" Ye Qiu exclaimed.

The moment she seized the opportunity, Ye Jing'er quickly rushed over, riding on Yan Jingwen's body, attacking in a loop with her left and right fists, and Yan Jingwen grabbed the attacking fist with both hands alternately.

"Shadowless hand!" Yan Jingwen shouted, and then with a force on her waist and abdomen, her hand quickly stretched out under Ye Jing'er's buttocks, and her arm and waist and abdomen were used at the same time, throwing Ye Jing'er out of her body.

"Wing Chun bridges!" Yan Jingwen whispered.

Then the footwork moved quickly to attack Ye Jing'er, Ye Jing'er saw that this punch was unavoidable, and wanted to close the distance with Yan Jingwen to reduce the strength of the opponent's attack, just when the two of them were less than a punch range, Yan Jingwen's right hand stretched out an inch away from Ye Jing'er's heart and shouted: "Inch fist!"