Luo Ziming didn't have the slightest intention of showing mercy to his subordinates, and when he came up, he was a powerful side kick.

Yang Ye hurriedly turned sideways, raised his right hand, and gently slapped Luo Ziming's ankle to defuse his attack.

Feeling the force in Yang Ye's hand at his ankle, Luo Ziming frowned a little, this didn't look like he was seriously injured. But at this time, the arrow had to be sent, Luo Ziming didn't think much about it, after Yang Ye dissolved his kick, he stepped forward again, bent his arm, and slashed his elbow at Yang Ye.

Seeing this, Yang Ye hurriedly crossed his hands and raised them to block Luo Ziming's elbow blow. Luo Ziming didn't pause, bent his knees, and crashed into Yang Ye's lower abdomen.

Yang Ye hurriedly bowed his body, put his hands down, and slapped on Luo Ziming's knees to stop its castration.

Just as Yang Ye focused on his knees, the corners of Luo Ziming's mouth pulled up a smile, and the elbow that stayed in the air fell, and he punched Yang Ye in the chest.

With a punch in the chest, Yang Ye involuntarily took several steps back before he stopped castration.

Seeing that he had succeeded in one blow, Luo Ziming's face showed a smug smile, and he mocked Yang Ye: "It seems that your reaction speed is a lot slower than yesterday." ”

When Yang Ye heard this, he ignored Luo Ziming, and after shaking his hand, he put on a posture again.

Seeing Yang Ye's cold look, the smug look on Luo Ziming's face gradually receded, and he didn't talk nonsense with Yang Ye anymore, and instantly shot in the direction of Yang Ye, and then kicked Yang Ye fiercely with a volley.

Yang Ye, who was passively defensive, saw Luo Ziming's kick, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he did not retreat but advanced, and after quickly approaching Luo Ziming, he staggered slightly, just staggering Luo Ziming's body, and Yang Ye's arm hit Luo Ziming's lower abdomen fiercely, and Luo Ziming, who could not borrow strength in the air, was knocked to the ground by Yang Ye for a moment of carelessness.

Seeing this scene, there were warm cheers from the audience, Yang Ye had accumulated a certain amount of popularity in the battle with Xiong Jie yesterday, and today he was fighting with injuries, so most people's psychology was biased towards Yang Ye's side, and when they saw Luo Ziming being knocked down, they immediately applauded.

Luo Ziming, who fell to the ground, quickly got up, and when he heard the cheers from the audience, his face became more and more ugly, this time he didn't say any more nonsense, and rushed directly towards Yang Ye fiercely, no longer holding it up, ready to use a simple punch and kick, slowly consuming Yang Ye's physical strength.

Seeing Luo Ziming's behavior, Xia Wanwan in the audience seemed to understand his intentions, with a look of disdain on his face, and whispered to himself: "It's shameless." ”

The two people on the stage instantly entered a state of stalemate, and Luo Ziming's seemingly disorderly attacks, but the direction of the attack was often aimed at Yang Ye's left arm, he knew that Yang Ye's left arm was injured yesterday and could not fully recover today, this was one of his weaknesses.

In the face of Luo Ziming's tricky attack, affected by his body, Yang Ye had some difficulty coping, he also saw through Luo Ziming's thoughts, and wanted to consume it slowly, but how could Yang Ye do what he wanted, if he continued to consume it like this, he would have no chance at all.

After slowly adapting to the rhythm of fighting against Luo Ziming, Yang Ye's speed suddenly became faster, and he was no longer in a defensive posture.

And Luo Ziming also slowly felt a trace of pressure, maybe he still had a little upper hand at the beginning, but the situation changed unconsciously.

After feeling the pressure, what followed was panic and anxiety, if Luo Ziming was allowed to lose in the hands of Yang Ye, a person who was still injured, it would definitely be unacceptable to him, so Luo Ziming's mind began to have troubled thoughts.

Seeing that Luo Ziming's attack was a little messy, Yang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that his opportunity had come.

In a moment later, Yang Ye caught Luo Ziming's gaze, with a short fluctuating state, Yang Ye suddenly shook a punch, making Luo Ziming make a wrong defensive posture, and then, Yang Ye turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Luo Ziming's shoulder, and then pulled him to his side, and then the knees on the left and right sides took turns to lift, and slammed into Luo Ziming's lower abdomen.

Caught off guard, Luo Ziming was hit his lower abdomen by Yang Ye's knee, which made him let out a miserable scream, and then, Luo Ziming, who reacted, put down his hands and resisted Yang Ye's impact again and again.

Seeing that his trick had failed, Yang Ye immediately changed his move, clenched his hand into a fist, and hit Luo Ziming's temple hard.

The temples on both sides of his head suddenly suffered a heavy blow, which made Luo Ziming suddenly dizzy and lose his mind.

At this moment, Yang Ye made a beautiful roundhouse kick that directly hit Luo Ziming's cheek, and Luo Ziming was directly kicked to the ground.

has established such a big advantage, how could Yang Ye let it go, and hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue, lifted a kick, and kicked Luo Ziming's waist fiercely.

Luo Ziming was kicked directly to the edge of the ring by Yang Ye's kick, and a painful cry came out of his mouth at the same time.

After receiving a series of blows from Yang Ye, Luo Ziming was directly beaten, he grabbed the rope on the edge of the ring, and wanted to get up, but just when he stood up, Yang Ye had already come to him, and without saying a word, he smashed a punch in his face.

In Luo Ziming's nostrils, blood flowed out in an instant, and Luo Ziming, who was full of grief and anger, didn't think about it, so he threw a punch in the direction of Yang Ye.

However, in his state at this time, how could he hit Yang Ye, Yang Ye easily grabbed Luo Ziming's arm, and then fell on his back, slamming Luo Ziming into the ring again.

At this time, Luo Ziming, who had nowhere to borrow, wanted to get up again, but it was not so easy.

Looking at Luo Ziming, who was struggling in the ring, Yang Ye slowly walked to his side and whispered to him: "It's over, I don't have the energy, I won't play with you anymore." ”

After speaking, Yang Ye lifted his right foot again, and after accumulating strength, he kicked heavily on Luo Ziming's lower abdomen, Luo Ziming was directly kicked under the ring by Yang Ye this time, and the game was over.

After seeing this scene, all the audience in the audience involuntarily stood up, waved the fists in their hands, and shouted to Yang Ye in the ring in unison: "Yang Ye! Yang Ye! ”

In addition to the audience at the banquet, Gu Menghan on the ceremony stage, Yang Ming in the preparation area, and the summer evening under the ring, all showed a relieved smile on their faces.