The scene is disrupted!

Meng Fan was also taken aback.

Although I have fought a few times before, how can there be this scene in front of me.

Even though there were so many police officers and chaotic passengers at the airport that day, Meng Fan didn't feel that there was chaos in front of him.

At the airport, Meng Fan was completely prepared, and it can even be said that he thought of the worst outcome.

The chaos in front of me appeared suddenly, and I was not mentally prepared at all.

There are more than 40 Chinese fighters in four teams who came to participate in the MMA Asian training camp this time, half of them are assigned to the Kyoto Dome, more than 20 people, and there are 30 neon fighters here, which is a big melee of 50 people.

Coupled with the martial arts athletes from other countries who were ready to join in the fun, and those from other countries who wanted to see the excitement but were soon affected, not to mention the hundreds, the melee of eighty people is not to mention!

Although mixed martial arts is not so suitable for melee, it is also very combative, even if there is no way to fight with wrestling skills and ground skills, the power of punches and kicks is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Coupled with the scolding and screaming in various languages, the huge training ground is completely chaotic.

“！”

Meng Fan heard a low shout behind him, and then, he was kicked hard in the back, and his body leaned forward, but fortunately, Meng Fan's body was strong enough, and he stood up after stumbling a step.

Looking over, I saw a man who looked like and dressed and said that he should be a South Korean, and it seemed that he found that his kick had no effect, and Meng Fan's weight was at least two levels higher than him, so he took two steps back.

"Grass mud horse!"

Meng Fan roared angrily and rushed out, but instead of rushing towards the South Korean, he rushed forward.

Because the seventh brother was beaten!

Wu Ji came down from the ring, his position happened to be the center of the conflict, and the goal was so strong, of course he became the target of everyone.

Instead of that, after three fierce battles with Shirai, the sweat on his body was like having just taken a shower, and his physical strength was almost consumed, and he had already sat down to rest after adding it, and it was too difficult to lift it up after such a high-intensity game.

I just stood up, and after a few clicks, I was fucked down.

Lao Hei and the others finally went up to stop them, and several more people appeared on the neon side and squeezed this side, and the advantage of numbers played a great role at this time.

Also, martial arts athletes from several countries are also joining in the fun, as if they just want to take this opportunity to abolish Wu Ji, and I don't know if he usually wins or offends too many people, or if it was premeditated.

Of course, Meng Fan didn't understand this, he only knew that he couldn't watch Seventh Brother being beaten, not to mention Wu Tong's side, when they were in Hangzhou, the two of them had a relationship somewhat.

was also involved in this melee after being attacked by someone, Meng Fan was not angry, but the seventh brother was beaten, and Meng Fan's eyes turned red instantly.

Originally, I thought that I was not a person in this circle, so I should quickly hide, but now, like a tank, I rushed over, regardless of whether it was a neon person or a Huaxia person or someone from other countries standing in front of me, they all squeezed away, and soon arrived at Wu Ji's side.

At this moment, a neon man was raising his foot and preparing to step on Wu Ji's chest, Meng Fan was in a hurry, his speed exploded, he suddenly leaned up, and knocked the lightweight neon fighter out with a snap.

Then, Meng Fan grabbed Wu Ji's body, supported his hands and feet, and protected his body.

Bang bang.

Immediately after, the feet of the other two neon people fell on Meng Fan.

The kick on the buttocks was fine, but the kick that fell on the back of the neck completely trampled Meng Fan, the force was very great, but the foot on the back of the neck felt a shock to the chest, and there was a strong feeling of suffocation, which was very uncomfortable.

This is not over, this kick from the bottom to the top of the kick to Meng Fan's chin, kicked hard, Meng Fan felt his brain buzz, and then a salty smell gushed out of his mouth, this smell completely stimulated Meng Fan.

A whip leg came straight in.

Meng Fan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and he copied his hand.

Syllable.

This leg whipped hard into the palm of Meng Fan's hand, and the pain made Meng Fan grit his teeth, and with this bite, he found that several teeth were loose!

Resisting the pain of the tiger's mouth about to crack, he grabbed the leg with one hand, and then, Meng Fan grabbed it, and the other hand reached out and grabbed the person's neck.

Grab the push with one hand and the neck with the other.

Shove it up, then slam it to the ground.

Boom.

The man landed on the ground, and there was a loud bang.

"Ding!"

A prompt sound appeared in Meng Fan's mind, but at this moment, Meng Fan was completely crazy, and he didn't look at it at all.

While.

As soon as he threw this person out, he was kicked in the back again, and this time, Meng Fan's body was really motionless like an iron tower, and he pounced as soon as he turned around.

Grabbing the man's shoulders with both hands, he slammed into the Octagon ring.

Bah.

After hitting the ground, Meng Fan sprayed all the salty smell on this person's face.

turned around, strode towards Wu Ji's side, grabbed a person on the side, suddenly accelerated, and took this person to run two steps before his body was stunned, his hands, feet and waist worked together, and he fell over the shoulder, smashing this person like a sandbag to the two neon people in front of him, and after falling, he accelerated again, jumped up and pressed down, and sat down with three neon people.

sat down, took advantage of the rebound force of the three meat pads and rolled out, and holding a person's foot was a hug fall.

Bang bang bang.

Wherever Meng Fan passed, he went up when he saw someone, grabbed it and fell, and some even used the joint skills in the grappling technique to twist and twist and then throw it out after falling out.

"Meng Ye is me!"

Lao Hei had already discovered that Meng Fan was making a move, but seeing Meng Fan fall when he saw someone as if he was crazy, he quickly screamed when he saw him walking towards him.

However, Meng Fan accelerated when he heard it!

Lao Hei almost cried, Meng Ye wouldn't be killing the red eye, did he have to be ko'd by his own people if he wasn't killed by the neon people?

Syllable.

Hearing a voice, Lao Hei realized that Meng Fan was not caught by himself, but by a neon man behind him.

Then, Lao Hei saw Meng Fan slam a few South Koreans to the ground, especially one of them, and after landing, he was stepped on by Meng Fan.

South Korea came to more than a dozen martial artists this time, all of them trained in this venue, and the remaining six or seven were stupid, and when they saw Meng Fan walking towards them, they quickly shouted.

"We weren't involved. ”

"It's none of our business!"

"We're not from the same martial arts hall as the person just now!"

Obviously, they also saw that the person who was stepped on by Meng Fan just now attacked Meng Fan.

Meng Fan didn't care, he just fell when he went up.

Three of them ran away in advance, and Meng Fan didn't chase them, turning around and walking in the direction of the other melees.

Bang bang bang.

These South Koreans who ran away saw Meng Fan falling again from a distance, and they were all glad that they ran fast.

They're all martial arts athletes, so don't they have the blood to fight?

Not really!

First of all, it is not a heavyweight level, and secondly, it was originally an onlooker, and I saw Meng Fan shoot a lot of times, and I knew very well that it was not at the strength level at all.

As more and more people were thrown to the ground by Meng Fanblast, there were fewer and fewer melee and noisy sounds in the venue.

Part of it was indeed that many people were killed by Meng Fan, and the other part was that more and more people saw Meng Fan's murderous shot, and other countries joined in the fun and watched the excitement being affected, and basically stopped.

What the hell is this monster that rushed out!

Although there are only a few of the best athletes participating in the training camp here, which is the pair of the competition just now, but they are all registered players, and I don't see anyone who can avoid this monster, not to mention that this monster seems to be full of wrestling skills, and the strength is surprisingly large, and no one can resist.

There are also many people who give this monster a kick or a few punches, but they can't beat it!

"What are you doing!"

"Stop!"

“stop！”

A lot of security guards rushed in, as well as some of the organizers' top executives and some MMA event managers, who were surprisingly angry when they saw the chaos.

Meng Fan saw that everyone else had stopped, and he didn't go up to get people again, he walked to Wu Ji's side with a calm face, coldly glanced at the few neon players who were still standing, and then sat on the side of Wu Ji, panting, seeing that Wu Ji, who was still in the mood to laugh at himself at this time, couldn't help but give a punch.

"Laughing wool, do you know how many kicks and punches Lao Tzu has taken for you?