From Prisoner to Si Chen

Danilo and Xizi, dressed in black, walked slowly to both sides of the lawn.

As Lord Ramon's personal bodyguards, their strength is beyond doubt. It's just that as a "referee", watching the competition between the two little guys on the spot is really overkill.

The two of them stood upright and nonchalantly.

"Although it is a fight without rules, both of them are descendants of the Farhan family and should abide by noble etiquette. Do not attack the opponent's vital parts, such as the face, back of the head, throat, lower body, etc."

Ms. Xizi folded her hands, placed them on her lower abdomen, and spoke lightly.

Her dark brown eyes scanned the two blond youths.

"It will be considered over if you fall to the ground for ten seconds or voluntarily admit defeat."

"Ms. Hezi, please begin."

Prince clenched his fists, twisted his shoulders, and smiled.

Xizi glanced at him and then looked at Jilan to inquire.

"Let's begin." Ji Lan nodded towards her.

The lady with a ponytail hummed, and after waiting for three seconds, she said loudly:

"start!"

Bang!

Prince stepped on it and his whole body shot out like a sharp arrow.

In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of five meters.

Looking at the other party's always indifferent look, I just feel annoyed.

Swinging his strong right arm, with a whine, he hit his opponent with an uppercut.

Snapped! !

Gillan arrived first, raised his hand, and easily grabbed Prince's fist like a ball.

"Huh?!" Prince was startled.

He just felt as if his fist had fallen into a swamp made of molten iron, unable to move forward at all and unable to pull it out.

The next second, he felt pain in his calf, and his body lost balance.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of weightlessness came, and the whole person flew into the air. He was forced to do a backflip, facing down, and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

thump! !

Prince's pupils shrank and his eyes were in disbelief.

The green grass pricked his skin and hurt him. He looked up suddenly and saw the blond young man standing upright in front of him, looking down at him calmly.

Everyone watching the battle was surprised.

They originally thought this would be a back-and-forth and exciting duel, but no matter what happened, Prince won after several rounds.

But he never expected that Prince would be knocked down by a face-to-face confrontation!

I just saw it clearly.

Prince took the initiative to attack with a swift and violent attitude, but Gillan just caught his fist just in time, and then followed up with a light whip kick, which actually directly kicked Prince into a backflip and planted him on the grass. .

"ten."

"Nine."

"eight."

Ms. Xizi raised her eyebrows, glanced at the young man standing, and opened her mouth to count.

"Humph!" Prince held up his hand and stood up quickly.

Whoosh!

Without saying a word, he turned around and launched a spin kick, trying to injure his opponent's left leg and retaliate with the opponent's previous attack.

Prince felt secretly aggrieved and wanted to regain his place.

The shadow of a leg flashed, and the sound of breaking wind started.

call!

However, this kick was missed.

The next second, he felt a flash in front of him. Jilan was already within half a meter of him. She raised her hand and pressed the heel of her palm on his chest.

Bang! !

Pulis felt a huge force coming!

He screamed, flew backwards three to four meters, landed on his butt, and fell heavily on the lawn.

Poof! !

Prince rolled around for a week, his body covered in grass clippings and in a miserable state.

Several ladies watching the battle exclaimed.

The third son Qiao An's eyes widened even more. No one knew his brother Prince's strength better than him. The two are equally strong. Although they are both better at stick skills, they are not weak in hand-to-hand combat. How come the elder brother from the countryside is so powerful? !

Is that small place in Brak City really so good at training people? !

The calmest person present was Lord Ramon.

He was smoking a cigar, puffing out the smoke, and his eyes fell on Gilan, wondering what he was thinking.

Even Mr. Danilo, who was the referee, and Ms. Xizi showed a hint of surprise at this moment.

They looked at each other and saw something.

This young man named Jilan is by no means a trainer-level fighter.

But the heraldry level!

It is said that such a young heraldry-level fighter was born in a remote area, which is really rare and even a bit unbelievable.

"seven."

"six."

"five."

Xizi gathered his thoughts and reported the number in a cold voice.

"Bah!" Prince spat out the grass roots in his mouth and stood up in anger. "I haven't lost yet!"

Veins were visible on his forehead, but he didn't lose his wits and rushed forward blindly.

After losing in the first two rounds, he also saw that this big brother's strength is not simple. If he takes action rashly again, he may really lose.

Seeing that the other party did not take the initiative to attack, Prince still lowered his arms by his side and stood quietly in a very relaxed posture.

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

bass! !

Prince rushed forward with a cold face.

When he was three meters away from the opponent, he caught a glimpse of Jilan raising his hand to grab it.

I couldn't help but be surprised.

Prince seems to have a conditioned reflex like a snake's shadow, fearing that he will make the same mistake again and reappear the scene of a dog eating shit.

He quickly leaned over and bowed his head.

He narrowly escaped his opponent's grasp.

At the same time, raise your left arm, hold the inside of your left arm with your right hand, use your right elbow as a spear, and swing horizontally.

In an instant, his arms formed a "cross" in front of him.

This is an ancient secret technique called "Cross Elbow" that he learned from a fighting teacher. It integrates defense and offense.

Woo! !

Prince's eyes were fierce, and he used all his strength to deliver this blow!

The opponent must be beaten until he vomits blood and faints!

But the next moment.

He saw an incredible scene.

The blond young man, who was about the same age as him, turned sideways at a terrifying speed, bent his legs, and then kicked violently.

It was as if at this moment, his own movements were still, and only the other party was moving.

Prince knew that this was simply because the opponent was too fast!

It's so fast!

Several times faster than myself!

Woo! !

That kick broke the air, making a sharp sound that gradually amplified in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp pain in both arms, followed by a majestic force!

Bang! !

Although the cross elbow was blocked in front of him like a shield, the kick hit both arms and then hit his face.

"ah!!"

Prince screamed and flew backwards faster than when he came.

He rolled over on the lawn and finally fell down seven or eight meters away. My whole body seemed to be falling apart, and I couldn't muster any strength to get up again.

"Four."

"three."

Ms. Xizi stared at the young man standing in the field, slowly closing his legs, and reported the number.

There was a brief silence.

The three young ladies watching the battle came to their senses.

"Brother Prince! Stand up quickly!" My sister Milinda called out softly. "You won't just fall down, will you?"

"You are the most powerful brother in Milinda's mind!"

She shouted, but there was no trace of worry, but her smile became even bigger.

"That's enough, Milinda!"

The noble lady Xenia Farhan turned to look at her daughter and scolded her.

At the same time, Ms. Hizi’s report also ended:

"two."

"one."

"Mr. Gillan wins."

Mrs. Xinia didn't care about winning or losing. She turned to her third son Qiao An and said:

"Go and see if your brother is injured!"

"Ah, okay, mother."

Qiao An recovered from the shock and quickly stepped forward and rushed forward.

At this time, Gilan silently walked back to Miss Sparrow. In her flashing eyes, he took the hat and coat and dressed neatly again.

"You...are not a trainer-level fighter."

On Miss Sparrow's side, the second daughter Nancy frowned slightly and said to Gillan.

Ji Lan glanced at this sister and said calmly:

"When did I say I was?"