Although he was drilled under the armpit by the other party and luckily avoided a blow, Yayoi-kun was not in a hurry, because he was full of confidence that he had trained this male body to be extremely tenacious, and the strength was all over the body, which was definitely not something that a small red-eyed warrior could shake.

He even expects the other party to think that he will have the upper hand and shoot behind his back.

For a martial artist who has trained his whole body thoroughly, there is no difference between the opponent in front and behind, and he can feel the opponent's qi even when he closes his eyes.

Therefore, Yayoi-kun did not look back, but his body shook slightly, his left leg slammed on the ground, and the whole person took root like an iron tower, and his whole body was condensed, and he was not afraid of attacking from any angle at all.

But at this moment, a hint of confusion suddenly flashed in Yayoi-kun's eyes.

Because he suddenly couldn't feel the opponent's breath, as if the opponent had disappeared out of thin air, completely hiding the breath.

"Huh, what kind of fist is this?" Venerable Fan was also stunned for a moment, and his brows furrowed.

Although he didn't think that Yayoi-kun would lose, the other party's seed unexpectedly surprised him.

At this moment, Lu Menglin drilled into Yayoi-kun's back, suddenly shrunk his body, and his whole body breath converged, as light as a tanuki, motionless.

Yayoi-kun couldn't sense the opponent's breath, and his heart was shocked, and he turned around suddenly.

How do you know that Lu Menglin seemed to be able to predict it, and he also moved with his movements, and with a slight touch of his toes, he changed his position in time.

After Yayoi-kun turned around, there was still nothing in front of him, and he couldn't feel the opponent's breath, and his face suddenly changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost.

Could it be that the other party has already jumped out of the field? Impossible! How can there be such a fast speed? Yayoi-kun was a little puzzled by how this strange scene happened.

The audience outside the arena also all looked like they had seen a ghost, they obviously shrank behind Yayoi-kun when they saw Lu Menglin, and when the other party turned around, he went around the other party's back like a ghost.

What is a shadow to accompany and what is a maggot with bones, today I finally saw it, such a strange body is breathtaking.

Seeing this scene, not only Fan Cone showed a look of surprise, but even Tu Xiaoxiao was also taken aback.

He never thought about when Lu Menglin had practiced such a strange body technique, it looked a little like the leopard shape in Xingyi Fist, but it was obviously not a leopard-shaped footwork.

"Strange! It looks like Xingyi, but it's not any of the twelve Xingyi forms!" Venerable Fan frowned and muttered.

Although he didn't think that he could defeat Yayoi-kun with this strange footwork alone, the other party still made a move that surprised him, which was quite remarkable.

At this moment, Yayoi-kun's cold hair stood on end, although he couldn't see the opponent, but from the reaction of the audience on the field, it was enough to know that the opponent did not leave the arena, and was behind him.

But why can't you feel his breath? What kind of exercise is this? It's so magical?

Yayoi-kun knew that he must not let the other party continue to stay behind his invisible back, and he suddenly shouted loudly, opened his arms, and the whole person spun violently like a huge spinning top.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that such a huge body as him would be able to make such difficult movements.

This turn is faster, faster, and more agile than that of a ballet dancer, and his rotating arms, like two huge iron rods, whirring in the wind, full of explosive power.

Yayoi-kun used this strange move, instantly enveloping the offensive in all directions, without any dead ends.

"Caught!" Yayoi-kun's mind moved, and finally caught a wisp of the other party's breath while spinning.

Under Yayoi-kun's indiscriminate attack, if you want to dodge, you have to expose your breath.

In the eyes of everyone, they saw that Lu Menglin was like a civet cat, first turning half a circle with the other party's body, and then with a slight tip of his toes, like a rock climbing, he jumped down the opponent's thigh to his waist, and then stepped forward, and actually jumped to the height of the back of Yayoi-kun's neck.

In an instant, the two reacted almost simultaneously.

Yayoi-kun caught the breath of the opponent's movement, and knew that the opponent had jumped to the back of his neck, and instead of being surprised, he folded his arms sharply and made an incredibly soft movement.

As his arms folded, the layers of fat on Yayoi-kun's back surged, and all of them rushed to his neck at once, as if a large meat bag was rising on his back.

It's too late, it's too late! Lu Menglin had already made a claw like lightning, and silently grabbed the back of Yayoi-kun's neck with a claw.

Lu Menglin's half arm was plunged straight into the large meat bag that rose up from Yayoi-kun's back.

The audience was in an uproar, and many people couldn't help but scream.

Because the same scene was the case in the last fight, the boxer's arm slammed into Yayoi-kun's body, seemingly locking the victory, but in fact, it was just inserted into a ball of fat and his hand was clipped.

Will Lu Menglin's ending be the same as his? Many people couldn't help but stand up straight and raise their heads to look up.

In front of everyone's eyes, the corners of the little giant Yayoi-kun's mouth flashed with a smile, and he had a self-righteous expression.

Venerable Fan also nodded proudly and said, "It's over." ”

In his experience, as long as Yayoi-kun captures the other party's movements, there will be no suspense about the next result.

However, the smile on Yayoi-kun's face suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, he shook violently, as if he had a sheep's epilepsy, and his whole body shook up and down.

With a thud, the little giant Yayoi-kun actually knelt on his knees, and his face showed a look of horror.

After everyone heard a loud bang, Yayoi-kun fell forward, lying on the ground like a mountain of meat, his face touching the ground.

At this time, Lu Menglin, who was riding behind him, slowly pulled his arm out of the back of the opponent's neck little by little.

Under the control of a powerful mind, every time a point is drawn, Lu Menglin's arm skin color will recover by one point, and by the time the entire arm is pulled out, his arm has returned from a blue-black ghost arm to a normal complexion, and outsiders can't see how his arm has changed just now.

Lu Menglin laughed secretly in his heart, this Oriental guy was too careless, and he actually used his body to force his claw blow, which was simply looking for death.

As soon as the ghost arm comes out, let alone the flesh, even steel can cut out cracks.

What's more, with that claw just now, Lu Menglin played the rhyme of a prehistoric creature dinosaur, including the previous hidden aura, and the shape and intent of a dinosaur cat, which really had a miraculous effect.

Hit the claw of the dire cat with the ghost arm, and with one claw, it went deep into the body, cutting off Yayoi-kun's cervical vertebrae and cutting off his central nervous system, like a dire cat hunting food, calm and cruel, and hit with one blow.

Until the body of the little giant Yayoi-kun fell to the ground with a bang and couldn't even move a little finger, the vast majority of the audience present still couldn't believe that the battle was over.

No one could have imagined that a claw blow that seemed so frivolous and without a trace of human fireworks could have such terrifying power, ignoring the sumo wrestler's defense, and such a precise blow was awe-inspiring.

After a full three seconds, the audience woke up like a dream and let out a roaring cheer, which was earth-shattering, resounding throughout the audience, and lasted for a long time.

The great warlord Liu Niu'er's face was as pale as earth, and he not only felt sorry for the dollars he lost, but he was afraid of the blow just now.

Turning the tables against the wind under circumstances that no one expected, to the surprise of all masters, shows that this kid is not only a seed, but also a variable, a great variable.

Hong Tairan and Cha Duchai glanced at each other, and both of them had shock in their eyes.

It's just that one is visibly ecstatic, while the other is thoughtful.

Tu Xiaoxiao also frowned, he didn't feel happy because Lu Menglin had won, but felt a little inexplicable.

The strength of that sumo wrestler is really strong, and his playing style is sharp, and most martial artists of the same level will suffer a big loss when they meet him, not to mention a player like Lu Menglin who is inferior to him.

But the result was that Lu Menglin knocked out the sumo wrestler with one punch, which seemed to be almost impossible in Tu Xiaoxiao's eyes, but it happened right in front of his eyes.

"Could it be that this kid has a secret?" Tu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, and secretly thought to himself in his heart.

At this moment, Venerable Fan finally couldn't sit still, he slowly got up, staring at Lu Menglin with gloomy eyes, like a male lion staring at his prey.

"Next time, I'll go up!" Although Venerable Fan's voice was not loud, it was exceptionally clear, so that everyone in the audience could hear it clearly.

"What? Venerable Fan himself came on the field? How is this possible!"

"Listen, did you hear it wrong! He's the Great Venerable, he's going to play?"

The audience around them suddenly seemed to have exploded, and there were many discussions.

"Brother Fan, it's not appropriate for you to play in person, right?" Liu Niu'er was also stunned for a moment, thinking that she had heard it wrong, and lost her voice.

Fan Cone ignored him, and strode towards the arena.

Everyone watched Venerable Fan walk towards the arena, and this scene was like a nightmare, making many people directly lose their judgment and be dumbfounded.

The Golden Triangle Friendship Conference has always been a fight of seeds recommended by various forces, and there has never been a Venerable level who has personally gone down.

If Venerable Fan Da personally goes down, then the seeds behind him will not be used, who can win the Venerable? This is not a contest, this is a massacre, it is an act of seeking death!

Venerable Fan slowly walked up to Yayoi-kun and glanced down.

Yayoi-kun was just pinched off his cervical vertebrae, and he didn't die, his lips opened slightly, and he spat out a few slurred syllables, as if to say, save, save me!

Grand Venerable Fan stepped on Yayoi-kun's face with one foot, directly stomping on his head, and red and white streams flowed all over the ground.

"Waste! Wasted so much of my time!" Venerable Fan said lightly, frowning.