Figures flew in the ring, and the sound of fists and feet exploded.

"Bang".

Zhang Kun punched Fei Gong Honda Chong, but at the same time, there was also a black foot shadow on his chest, and his body took several steps back before stabilizing his body.

But before Zhang Kun could breathe, Miyamoto, who flew out upside down, did a somersault, kicked his feet on the ground, and his body seemed to turn into a piece of white light and rushed again.

And Zhang Kun didn't care about being kicked in the chest, and there was a heavy pain, and he turned a little and greeted him again.

The two of you go back and forth, adding some wounds to your body from time to time.

Miyamoto Dachong's robe was already messy, the collar was even torn, and there were many wrinkles and jet black on top of the white.

Zhang Kun is not good-looking, although the golden silk and jade clothes are not damaged, but the footprints on it are white, and the wound on the neck is oozing blood again, and the most terrifying thing is the corner of Zhang Kun's eyes, a green black, which was kicked by Gong Honda, although Zhang Kun unloaded the force in time, but still left a green black scar, and even faintly cracked.

The fight lasted for more than ten minutes, and both of them were out of breath at this time, sweating as if they didn't want money, and their fists and feet were not as powerful as they were at the beginning, only the light in their eyes was still there.

Zhang Kun kicked under Miyamoto's ribs, and Miyamoto slapped Zhang Kun's thigh.

Zhang Kun hit Miyamoto's abdomen with a palm, and when Miyamoto flew out upside down, he kicked Zhang Kun in the jaw with an upside-down golden hook.

Miyamoto fell over-the-shoulder and threw Zhang Kun to the ground, and Zhang Kun swept his legs again, sweeping Miyamoto down.

Miyamoto slapped the knife, adding a new injury to Zhang Kun's right cheek, and Zhang Kun turned Miyamoto's right arm with a rattan ring hand.

One punch and one palm, one kick and another knife.

In the ring, the breath is weak little by little, and the atmosphere is dignified little by little.

Under the ring, everyone no longer had the slightest smile, and they all looked at the two desperate figures in the ring.

Miyamoto's face was bruised, purple and swollen, scarred, and his clothes had long been tattered, and he looked miserable all over his body. And Zhang Kun is the same, there is blood at the corner of his mouth, which indicates that his internal organs have been injured and ruptured, causing qi and blood to surge.

Zhang Kun punched Miyamoto in the face again, and under the huge force, the palace itself was unstable and fell to the ground.

But before falling to the ground, Miyamoto's right foot kicked Zhang Kun in the chest with a hint of wind.

The weak Zhang Kun flew out upside down, and then with a pop, he flipped and fell to the ground.

Miyamoto's head was hit hard, his mind was in chaos, groggy, his body staggered, and he finally stood up slowly, gasping for breath.

Look at Zhang Kun again, lying on the ground, his hands trying to support the ground, trying to stand up.

But as soon as his hands were forced, a sharp pain came from his chest. The body that had just been propped up a little fell down suddenly, and at the same time, the belly swelled, the corners of the mouth finally couldn't help it, and with a poof, a mouthful of blood gushing out violently, staining a large piece of floor tiles in front of Zhang Kun.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Zhang Kun's breath finally became chaotic, his brain was dizzy, and his eyes began to slowly bloom.

As the breath of qi in his chest that had been continuous slowly dissipated, the pain in his body instantly doubled, and his strength slowly faded little by little.

Zhang Kun slowly raised his head and looked out of the ring, but where he saw it, it was blurry.

"Are you going to lose?" Zhang Kun's mind was chaotic.

At this time, under the ring, there was a heavy breath from everyone in the martial arts world, and they looked at Zhang Kun, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, with heavy eyes.

Still not good, one person vs. Zhang Kun of the three grandmasters, can't it, Miyamoto Tian Chong is really so strong, why.

The internal organs were injured, and the ribs in the chest were broken.

Could it be that this time we want to let little Japan go victorious?

Obviously so much preparation has been made.

The four great masters at the front of the viewing table also had gloomy or gloomy faces.

"No, you can't let Zhang Kun die here" Suddenly, there was a murmuring sound of gritting teeth, and then Wu Xiufeng's eyes froze, and his body stood up violently.

But at the moment when his body just moved, a right hand pressed down violently, pressed his shoulder, and pressed his body against the seat.

Wu Xiufeng's face changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Guo Changsheng beside him, and was about to roar.

But Guo Changsheng lowered his head, closed his eyes, and slowly shook his head, shaking little by little. At the same time, on his left hand, on the left arm of the seat, there was a cracking sound of sawdust.

The green left hand crumbled the left handle into crumbs little by little.

Guo Changsheng clenched his silver teeth, closed his eyes, and did not speak. It's just that Wu Xiufeng's hand kept trembling.

Wu Xiufeng glared at Guo Changsheng angrily, but slowly, slowly, Wu Xiufeng sat on the chair with weakness, not moving, just muttering bitterly in a low voice: "Chinese martial arts, hey, Chinese martial arts." ”

Guo Changsheng ignored Wu Xiufeng's words, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

He didn't even dare to look up, didn't dare to look at Zhang Kun's appearance at this time. At the moment when Zhang Kun vomited blood, he was like this.

Why, why is it only five months Guo Changsheng's heart is roaring and roaring.

Five months, why only five months, if only a little more, a little more time.

The situation in the ring, he saw it clearly, on martial arts, Zhang Kun was not under Miyamoto, and in terms of experience, Zhang Kun was not lagging behind, but Zhang Kun lost in his body.

Obviously, he has worked so hard to refine his physique, but Zhang Kun's body is still not as good as Miyamoto Tianchong's body that has been tempered for decades.

Five months versus decades

At the beginning, the eldest brother of the Liang family ended up in defeat and death because his body couldn't keep up, and now, does Zhang Kun want to follow his old path again

One is old and frail, and the other is young.

Miyamoto Tian Chong, should I say that you are too lucky, or my eldest brother of the Liang family and Zhang Kun's nephew are too unlucky

Heaven is unfair.

Guo Changsheng's heart kept flashing two figures, one was Liang Xing and the other was Zhang Kun.

The two figures pressed him as if he couldn't breathe.

He didn't want Zhang Kun to die, he also wanted to jump up and save Zhang Kun, but Zhang Kun's words still sounded in his ears.

"I don't want anyone to interfere in today's fight. I, Zhang Kun, can lose, I can lose, but I never want to never be able to raise my head in the future" Guo Changsheng gritted his silver teeth.

Miyamoto Tian Chong, in this life, you and I will wear the sky together, and a year later, there will be you and me

If I can't avenge the eldest brother of the Liang family and Zhang Kun, what if I accompany them.

At this time, there was still one person in the front row of the viewing seat, looking at Zhang Kun who fell to the ground in the ring, and Miyamoto Tian Chong, who stood up staggeringly, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then his right hand was slowly raised.

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