Chapter 129: Ghost Plot Zhou Yan
Soon, as the battle on the stage progressed, Du Feng was more sure of his inference. This move is definitely towards the vital point of the person, this is not a folk fighting technique, it is definitely a military burping technique.
Ahh I saw that Tai Zhou Qiang took the opportunity to step on Nick's toes, and the powerful killing machine like Nick also shouted in pain.
Next, Zhou Qiang, who had been dodging, finally started his own counterattack.
I saw that every punch he threw hit Nick's vital point, even if he had explosive and terrifying muscles, he still couldn't protect his vital parts.
"Nick, don't hide, shred him, shred him. The crowd in the audience roared, at this time, most of them had placed huge bets on Nick, and they couldn't wait to go on the field now to help Nick tear off Zhou Qiang's head!
After a set of combination punches, Zhou Qiang found an entry point and hit Nick's neck directly, and Nick was too late to retreat. Zhou Qiang's weak body instantly burst out with completely asymmetrical power. Under this force, Nick was kicked to the ground.
Poof! Nick spat out a mouthful of blood, and he raised his hands as he fell to the ground. He knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, and this skinny Huaxia body method was really weird.
"Nick has surrendered! It seems that a new Huaxia boxing champion will be born tonight, but will the Huaxia boxing champion accept surrender?"
The host's voice was extremely loud, because he knew that if Zhou Qiang won tonight, the club would have a huge amount of money, and his staff members would be even more indispensable. Driven by interests, his voice is naturally very loud, and he can't wait to open the roof of the clubhouse so that the entire East China Sea can hear it.
In everyone's eyes, I saw Zhou Qiang, who was standing in the ring, raised his right hand and waved it vigorously into the air.
"Nick!
"Haha! Lao Tzu won, seven times! Haha, Lao Tzu made a fortune tonight. ”
Among the various voices, of course, the majority are invective. The host shouted, "Okay! Our Chinese boxing champion accepted ,,,,."
Before the host finished speaking, he saw that Nick, who was lying on the ground and shaking his hands, suddenly got up from the ground like a cannonball and knocked down Zhou Qiang.
Suddenly, Zhou Qiang's face was pounced on the iron fence next to the ring.
Nick was like a mad King Kong, constantly slamming his powerful fist on Zhou Qiang's head.
"Grass! Chen Yi sat up from his seat and roared, "What about the referee! ”
This is the rule of Black Fist, where the only decisive thing is to live or die. Cases of fraudulent surrenders have happened in the black boxing arena before, and some arenas will strongly prohibit fraudulent submissions, but most of the black boxing arenas have no restrictions, and they only have one thing to do is to make the opponent fall to the ground by all means. Officially, there is such a tacit consent, so the winner generally will not accept the surrender of the loser, and going to this arena is largely unstoppable.
Zhou Qiang was pressed in the middle of the fence by Nick, and the gap between the fences at this time locked Zhou Qiang like a pair of shackles, making him lose any possibility of resistance.
Nick used all his strength with every punch, and Zhou Qiang's face against the fence began to deform.
"Strange?" Du Feng pressed against Zhou Qiang's face tightly, although it was a little far away, he could still see that Zhou Qiang's face was abnormally distorted.
When Nick punched Zhou Qiang in the cheek, Zhou Qiang's cheeks turned up.
With the lifting of the "epidermis", everyone found out that Zhou Qiang had been wearing a human skin mask.
At this moment, half of his face had leaked out, and through the bloodstains, he could see the resolute face inside, and what was even more noticeable was a shocking scar on his face.
"Our player Zhou Qiang turned out to be a mask!"
"Zhou Yan!" Du Feng stood up from his seat with a bang; "How could it be him!"
"What's the matter, master, do you know him?" Chen Yi hurriedly asked when he saw Du Feng's strange appearance.
Du Feng thought to himself: "How can he not know him, or if he turns into ashes and knows everything, how can he forget the comrades-in-arms who get along day and night?"
"Ghost plot Zhou Yan, why are you here?" Du Feng thought as he looked at Zhou Yan on the stage.
He once entered the Excalibur with him, but his excellence was not in his fighting skills, but in his tactics! All kinds of high-tech, all kinds of tactical use are his specialty.
It can be said that he and him, no matter who is to each other, are also teachers and friends.
His own tactical system was learned from him, and Zhou Yan's individual combat was learned from Du Feng, which is why watching Zhou Yan fight Du Feng has always felt his own shadow.
Zhou Yan: No matter what, I want you to survive. Du Feng picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call out.
But when he put his finger on the three words Zuo Baofeng, he didn't click on it.
If you are Zhou Yan, then let me see your strength! Du Feng put away his phone and sat back on the chair.
At this moment, it was as if he was watching a master perform escape magic. His eyes full of worry were also replaced by a kind of calmness, he believed in Zhou Yan and his old comrades-in-arms who had fought all the way with him.
Nick's punch directly broke Zhou Yan's ribs.
Pale bones with blood pierced straight out of the belly.
"Ahh
That's when it happened. Zhou Yanyi's right hand, which couldn't be forced, suddenly had a focus point!
Under the watchful eye of all. Zhou Yan's right hand quickly swung out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye!
"Ah!!h
The next moment a scream came out. Blood spurted out of Nick's eyes. The severe pain made the strength in his hands drastically reduced!
Then Zhou Yan's right elbow was raised fiercely!
"Bang!"
Zhou Yan's elbow slammed into Nick's chin.
The chin is the center of balance in the human body. Once hit hard, it will lose its balance.
Nick's body fell backwards uncontrollably, his hands subtly stopping his left eye, trying to stop the blood from pouring out, but to no avail!
"Bang!"
Nick's body slammed to the ground. Meanwhile. Zhou Yan, who was originally unable to move, miraculously appeared in front of him. The hands are palm-shaped. Then slammed into his temples on both sides!
“!”
After a crisp sound. Nick's body twitched desperately. His eyes widened. The eyes were full of shock. Hatred. And unwilling!
Zhou Yan cracked Nick's temple, his eyes were indifferent, as if he hadn't been hurt just now.
Nick's mouth. He tried to say something. But not before he could speak. A mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth! Followed by. Blood poured out of his eyes and ears. His body gradually stopped twitching. The uninjured right eye gradually lost its luster. He just stared at his right eye like that. Motionless looking at the ceiling.
Seeing that Nick was out of breath. Zhou Yan on the stage gasped heavily. Subsequently. He struggled to his feet.
A blood-colored mist floated above the platform. Zhou Yan's whole body seemed to have been soaked in a blood tank. Red from head to toe. Especially the red bone that came out of his waist. It's even more scary!