This is also where Muramasa is cunning, because there is not much time left, even if he is knocked down, he does not believe that Gracie can solve himself in ten seconds, as long as it drags on for ten seconds, then this round will be over, and the next round will be on the same running line.

Gracie didn't know what to do, thinking that the opportunity had come, and threw himself on Murata's left leg.

Gracie, a martial arts master, knows that time is running out.

However, he is confident that if he knocks Murata down, he can break his opponent's joints in less than ten seconds, thus completely incapacitating the opponent, then he will win.

Seeing Gracie's scheme.

Murata flickered strangely, his right foot was like a poisonous snake coming out of his hole, lightning kicked out, and there was a piercing thud that hit Gracie's chest.

This kick is one of the two most powerful killer "sacrificial kicks" of the extreme vacuumer.

However, this trick, after Murata's transformation, was more hidden, making Gracie hit at once.

"Poof!"

Gracie was kicked four or five meters away, slammed into the octagon, and then slipped to the ground like mud, blood gushing out of his mouth.

"Boom!"

A kick hit the Brazilian national jiu-jitsu master, causing an uproar in the audience.

There were a lot of ghost spectators at the scene, and they were completely crazy, including the five ghost students who were forced to eat paper.

"Damn, I didn't expect the little devil to really have two boys!"

"Yes, I'll see our hero Zhang Wu fight against the Grim Reaper in a while!"

"Hope it surprises us!"

The vast majority of the audience at the scene were Chinese audiences, and when they saw the little devil win, their hearts were a little sour.

However, to be honest, everyone really doesn't have much confidence in local fighter Zhang Wu, mainly because he has little fight with internationally renowned boxers, and the only two duels with foreign fighters, although they won in the end, the opponent's reputation is not very big.

You must know that today's battle is the first person in today's fighting world, Taiya, who is known as the god of death.

"It seems that these ordinary martial artists have the same excellent fighting will and skills, if they have the opportunity to cultivate more advanced exercises, or if the aura on the earth is stronger, these powerhouses of all countries in the ring have a bright future. ”

Tang Haoran was originally dismissive of this level of competition, but, from another point of view, it made him put away his contempt a little. It's not that these fighters are too weak, it's because they lack opportunities.

Some top-notch secular martial artists, through their unique secret techniques and training methods, can build themselves up to rival the strength of junior cultivators. However, it is only the strength of a beginner cultivator, thinking about himself, casually pointing out a little girl who has no foundation can make her quickly step into the level of a cultivator, which is completely incomparable.

The next Muay Thai king to appear is Bocha, this person has a deep heritage of ancient Muay Thai, and his combat power is extremely fierce.

His opponent is Pankramo, a European kickboxing finisher, who is also not a vegetarian, he is tall and strong, and he is proficient in all major martial arts.

As soon as it opened, the two sides collided directly like Mars hitting the earth.

The ferocious blows of the fists to the flesh, accompanied by splashes of sweat, and the fierce shouts of killing.

In an instant, the scene was brought into a boiling state.

"Wonderful!"

The so-called layman looks at the liveliness, and the insider looks at the doorway.

The audience likes to watch this kind of fierce fight, and the two words "enjoyable" make people's blood soar.

In the middle of the second round, a strange and cruel scene appeared.

Broadcast a ferocious low kick, one of Muay Thai's most common killer moves.

It's just that his low sweep implies the power of rotation, and the entry point is slightly different.

Pankramo raised his leg to block as usual, and a kick hit the outside of his calf.

"Click!"

A clear sound of bones breaking sounded, suppressing the roaring shouts of the scene, and then, the entire arena fell silent.

"Ahh

Pankramo fell to the ground with a bang, his calf already bent at ninety degrees, and it couldn't be broken again.

The next three games are also exciting, but they are not very attractive to Tang Haoran, and he can understand the essence of each genre at a glance. Because in such an occasional fight for your life, you are not allowed to hide your clumsiness at all, and you can't wait to use your housekeeping tricks when you come up.

As soon as the fifth game ended, there was a special match between beauties.

Finally, there is today's finale, Zhang Wu against Taiya.

"Let's also place a few bets to play, Brother Tang, guess who can win?"

An Yuxuan suddenly became interested and asked Tang Haoran.

"Of course, we Huaxia people won. ”

Tang Haoran smiled and said: "Let's bet a few bets, if you don't win, you won't win." ”

"Okay, listen to Brother Tang. ”

Soon, the beauties all made bets more or less, and several flight attendants each made a bet of 50,000 yuan, which was a big gamble for them.

"Xiaoxi, my brother borrowed 100,000 yuan from you, and if you win, it will be yours. ”

Tang Haoran said with a smile.

"Hmm. ”

Liu Xiaoxi nodded her little head obediently.

After placing the bet, just after the women's game ended, the finale was staged.

The host pulled his voice to roll call, and when Zhang Wu's name was sung, the scene boiled again!

Zhang Wu was dressed in a red robe and a black bucket on his head, dressed as an ancient Chinese swordsman, which detonated the audience.

Just looking at Zhang Wu's appearance, he is 1.8 meters tall, has a big waist and a round waist, and has muscles, which is also very attractive.

However, compared with Taiya, who has already come to power, Zhang Wu is a little smaller.

"Zhang Wu will win!"

"Zhang Wu will win!"

The whole stadium resounded with a uniform shout, and the sound was about to tear down the roof.

There were also a lot of crooked nuts shouting, and they were all in support of Taiya.

Dozens of Chinese and foreign media media, except for Huaxia media, who broadcast live almost overwhelmingly, supported Taiya and believed that Taiya would win the game without any suspense.

"Don't look at the Chinese people shouting happily now, as soon as the game starts, they should cry!"

"I wonder if the Huaxia players can hold on to one round?"

"Just kidding, Taiya absolutely knocked him out with one punch!"

"Look, the odds offered by the major lottery companies actually give the winning rate of the Chinese people a loss of one hundred, which definitely creates a record!"

A group of media people, in the live broadcast, before the game started, directly concluded that the Chinese people would definitely lose.

At this time, on major social media platforms, and even lottery companies, one-sided predictions are that Taiya will win, and it will be a quick victory by knockout.

"Dang!"

A bell rang, and as the referee shouted "GO", the scene exploded completely.

The shouts of "Come on, Zhang Wu" were deafening.

Foreign correspondents in the front row also fell into a state of madness.

Taiya and Zhang Wu stood at opposite ends of the ring.

Yesterday's incident in the restaurant had a great impact on Taiya, but when he stepped into the ring, he quickly entered the state and regained the momentum of the "Grim Reaper".

Zhang Wu's heart was quite unsettled, he clenched his fists, feeling that his body was unprecedentedly strong, and he was eager to vent it fiercely.

(End of chapter)