Yan Yuanba didn't expect that Liu Duanshui, whose strength was second only to himself, would be defeated by Feng Manlou with one move, and he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.

According to normal logic, the president must be the strongest person in the club, so Bai Junji will only be more powerful than Feng Manlou, and will never be weaker.

"It's better not to be distracted!" Bai Junji made a move across the river with an iron cable, and his arm swung horizontally, like an iron rope struck at him.

Oh no, distracted! Yan Yuanba watched Bai Junji's small arms that were as thick as a sturdy man's calves and knotted muscles roaring, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his arms to block.

"Bang!"

A strong force came, and Yan Yuanba was like being hit by a hammer, and he was smashed backwards three or four times, hitting the pillar of the ring. Feeling the pain and numbness coming from his arm, he was secretly frightened, and said in his heart: This Bai Junji's strength is so great, he bench press more than 150 kilograms, and he can't resist it!

How did he know that Bai Junji's southern fist is an iron bridge and a hard horse, as long as his feet are steady, the power of a punch can be described as incomparable, which he can easily block.

The iron wall swept, Bai Junji's left fist was handed out and went straight to the opposite door, the connection of the two punches was almost without a gap, Yan Yuanba's back just hit the ring pillar, the punch with a big punch was already rushing in, Yan Yuanba had no way to hide, so he had to hold his fist to protect his head and take this punch, and then endured the dizziness, leaned over to hug Bai Junji's waist, intending to drag it into the ground battle.

Ground-to-ground striking and striking are the biggest difference between a mixed martial arts fighter and other fighters who practice striking or ground-to-ground alone.

Yan Yuanba bench press 150 kilograms, squats reached an astonishing 220 kilograms, holding a dummy weighing more than 100 pounds on weekdays to practice wrestling skills is as easy as holding a bag of sponges, I thought I could fall Bai Junji in one fell swoop, I didn't want to hug it, the other party's feet were divided, and he took a horse step, and his feet were like roots, and he couldn't move alive or dead, and he was sweating profusely.

"Hehe, Zama Bu's kung fu, do you guys usually practice in the MMA? For us who practice Nanquan, Ma Bu is the half life of a boxer. Bai Junji smiled, hugged Yan Yuanba suddenly, followed by a loud shout, and directly lifted Yan Yuanba from the ground like a green onion, turned his waist and hips, and fell heavily in the center of the ring.

"Bang!" the referee felt that the entire ring trembled because of Yan Yuanba's fall.

Bai Junji took advantage of the victory to pursue, rode directly on the other party, his fists fell like a giant hammer, he was more than one meter tall, his five fingers were open and he could easily grab a basketball, it was really a punch the size of a sandbag, and he hit the latter who had the heart to do a semi-defense or this arm arm, but he was unable at all, so he could only desperately protect his head.

After more than a dozen punches, Bai Junji's fist finally broke through the opponent's defense, smashed directly on the helmet, and one punch made Yan Yuanba's eyes black, followed by three punches, Bai Junji directly got up and pushed to the corner.

"Referee, I should have won. Bai Jun gathered.

The referee was stunned for a moment, looked down, and found that Yan Yuanba's eyes were closed tightly, and he had fainted, and immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Chuanwu Society Bai Junji KO wins!"

"Concession. Bai Junji clenched his fists and walked towards the ring. He was only a few seconds slower than Feng Manlou, and his legs were not arrogant, and he caught up with Feng Manlou in a few steps.

"You're too exaggerated, you smashed the strongest newcomer with one knee, how do you let the next people fight you?" he laughed.

"President, it's a shame for you to say this, you directly gave the mixed martial arts president a bully to lift the crown, and he fell so badly, how dare he grapple with others in the future. Feng Manlou said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled, shouted cheers at Guan Ping and Yang Kuo, and went directly to the rest area.

Guan Ping and Yang Kuozheng were inseparable from Huang Bell of the Mulberry Club and Gray of the Judo Club, and no one could help anyone for a while, and they were sweating profusely.

"MMP, doesn't it mean that the only thing that practices judo is wrestling and ground skills, why is the boxing method so hard?!" Yang Kuo threw his hand and attacked again, but saw Gray grabbing his left hand, and the trend was an over-the-shoulder fall, Yang Kuo was not in a hurry to Gray, stretched out his leg to wrap the opponent's right leg and failed, and the whole person flew out directly, causing an exclamation in the audience.

I really want him to be agile, as soon as his back touched the ground, he immediately rolled sideways, dodged Gray's bullying and pressure, and stood up without danger, but he didn't think that Gray couldn't pounce, cut his feet, pressed his left leg to the ground, and flew up again.

"I'll go, you're not endless!" Yang Kuo knelt on one knee, unable to dodge, seeing the other party pounce, he simply grabbed the opponent's placket with both hands and fell to the ground, and threw the other party out with his left leg and hands.

Gray let out a "huh", rolled forward and got up lightly, "Aren't you practicing tai chi, how can you still do this?"

"Who stipulates that those who practice Taijiquan can only use Taijiquan moves, I will have a lot of kung fu, and then let you see Nanquan!" Yang Kuo got up and handed out a straight punch that was flat and stable, and when Gray was ready to dodge, he suddenly turned his fist into a leg and kicked Gray in the left rib.

Yan Gray's body was crooked after being kicked, and he punched back and said angrily: "Nanquan is not a good leg but not waist, why do you have such a high leg!"

"Oh, I was wrong, I used a long fist this time, not the hard bridge and hard horse southern fist you think. Yang Kuo smiled, "We have a variety of boxing techniques in the Chuanwu Society, and I have learned a little bit of them." ”

"Bastard, you liar!" Gray shouted angrily, and stepped forward, wanting to fight Yang Kuo at close range, but saw Yang Kuo change his fist again, and the Japanese punch came out like a machine gun.

"Yes, Senior Yang is a little hot in this Wing Chun. Feng Manlou sighed, "I've only taught him for a few days, and he can have this kind of skill, Senior Yang is really a genius." ”

"Hehe, martial arts, with a solid basic skill, basically the master can touch the class with a little click. Bai Junji said with a smile.

"Manlou, you will also teach us in the future, we also want to learn Wing Chun, a swing of the boxing can attract countless fans. Du Xinbai said.

"Come on, you don't even ask, don't think about being greedy, it's easy to chew. ”

The speed of the Japanese punch is extremely fast, but the strength is not as good as the straight punch and swing fist that are more in line with the power transmission, Gray was hit by more than a dozen punches in a row, although he kept falling backwards, in fact, he was only a little dizzy, he knew that the injury would only get worse and worse if he continued like this, and fell into a dead cycle of being beaten all the time, and he took two punches on his cheeks, and he was about to fall Yang Kuo to the ground with a hug fall.

Yang Kuo was taken aback, his body had been carried into the air, and his hands and feet had nowhere to borrow strength, and in desperation, his mind turned sharply, his hands wrapped around the other party's neck, and he smashed his head into Gray's head between the falls.

With a "bang", Gray felt like a brick on his head, and his eyes were full of gold stars and his head was dizzy. Yang Kuo took the opportunity to crawl away, turned over and rode on the opponent's back and punched wildly, "Hehe, don't you know, in our Chuanwu Club, everyone can use their heads to open bricks, you judo club don't practice this kind of hard skills, right?!"

It's a pity that Gray can't hold his fists and protect his head now, and he is in no mood to speak.

After a while, the referee rushed over and blocked the two of them, waving his hand and saying, "Yang Kuo of Chuanwushe wins by TKO!"

Yang Kuo exhaled a long breath, got up and hugged his fists and said: "Accept it, judo is a very powerful martial art, let's communicate more when we have time." ”

"Alas," Gray shook his head helplessly, a little unwilling to lose, "I will definitely visit the Chuanwu Society another day." ”

Yang Kuo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm waiting for you at any time." ”

After Yang Kuo got off the field, only Guan Ping, who was entangled with Huang Bei, the president of the Sangbo Society, was left in the ring.

"Sambo" is a kind of martial arts from the Rakshasa country, which originally means "self-defense without weapons", divided into real sports Sambo and actual combat Sambo, the former is a kind of wrestling, the latter is a set of kicking, hitting, wrestling, taking, ground skills, equipment defense, liberation, escort, binding, self-defense techniques used in daily objects, and the moves are fierce and abnormal.

Huang Bell's Sang Bo technique belongs to the latter, and the fight is fierce and abnormal, forcing Guan Ping to be in danger frequently, and the audience exclaimed.

"Huang Bei's Sangbo technique is somewhat similar to Krav Maga technique," Feng Manlou groped his chin. He suddenly remembered Wang Chaofan, and sighed in his heart, I'll go, Cheng Jili has a teacher, according to Wang Chaofan, should he also have a comrade-in-arms who has had a fateful friendship? !

Just as he was thinking wildly, he saw a red dot appear in his heart.

The breath of death hit like a tide, he was breathless, he just wanted to dodge, but he didn't dare, behind him was Du Xinbai, beside him were Ye Qingling and Bai Junji, no matter where this shot was crooked, it would be them who died! He couldn't let them die for him!

"Jingle Bell ~ Jingle Bell ~ Jingle Bell ~"

Helpless, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang. It was an unfamiliar number, and after he picked it up, the other party's hoarse and cold voice rang out.

"Good morning, big wind star. ”

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Hehe, you are worthy of being a master, you can still be so calm at this time, then I will get straight to the point, I will come to you to collect the account. ”

"Collect the bills, I'm sorry, I never owe money, it's all owed to me. ”

"Hehe, it's funny, I don't know if you'll be so humorous when this little red dot appears on your little girlfriend. ”

Feng Manlou's heart seemed to be scratched by a sharp claw, he turned his head blankly, and saw Ye Qingling looking at him with a smile, and a red dot was shaking slightly at her two ends.

"What's the hell with this expression?" Ye Qingling quipped.

"It's okay, I just think you're very good-looking. "Feng Manlou's heart is already in chaos, and there is some nonsense.

"I hate it, and I don't care about the occasion. Ye Qingling's cheeks were slightly red, and he slapped him shyly.

"Come to the top floor of the International Hotel immediately, I'll only give you ten minutes, and every minute that goes further, I'll kill one of your friends. ”

"Bastard!" Feng Manlou scolded, got up and ran out, "President, I have a stomachache, go to the toilet!"