After the draw, Tang Zheng could not continue to maintain good luck, he had to compete with the Siamese Songba for the finals, Songba was full of energy and was very excited. This book over-the-clock update address t/rzsvxvv

"I can finally fight you, so it's worth it for me. Songba said with high spirits.

Songba's goal is very clear, he is coming for Tang Zheng, and the championship of the martial arts tournament is not very attractive to him at all.

This time, he was able to compete with Tang Zheng openly on the field, which made him get what he wanted.

This time, Yu Zhankui appeared again, looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "I wish the two of you a victory, let's play." ”

The Westerner Mu Tu glared at Tang Zheng with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "I hope you don't fail, I'm still waiting for a decisive battle with you." ”

Looking at Mu Tu on the back of a tiger, Tang Zheng's height of one meter eight looked a little thin under the opponent's altitude of more than two meters, and he said fearlessly: "Don't worry, I will definitely beat you down in the final." ”

"Then I'll see. Mutu said murderously.

Tang Zheng and Songba walked into the ring, and when they landed, the cheers of the crowd seemed to break through the sky, and thousands of eyes stared at the two, especially Tang Zheng was the focus of most of them.

Songba didn't seem to hear the shouts around him at all, there was only one person in his eyes - Tang Zheng, his fist gradually clenched up, and the green tendons under the dark skin bulged, like a python wrapped around his arm, which was terrifying.

"I hope you'll fight me with all your might. Songba said loudly.

Tang Zheng said: "Then it depends on whether you have such strong strength, you can force out all my strength." ”

Instead of getting angry, Songba's eyes lit up, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to meet such a formidable opponent.

Roar!

Songba let out a low roar, and with a little tiptoe, a flying leg like steel and iron bones swept towards Tang Zheng.

Syllable!

The air was compressed and there was a thud, and before the flying leg could hit Tang Zheng, he felt a powerful wind hit his neck.

Songba's first move swept directly towards his neck, and if he couldn't dodge, his neck would definitely be swept off, which was an absolute killer move.

Somba has participated in countless black boxing matches, so every move and style is to try to defeat the opponent, and to make the opponent lose the ability to resist.

Tang Zheng quickly raised his arm and blocked it next to his neck.

Boom!

The flying leg swept the arm, the arm did not move, and the flying leg was bounced back, swept the railing of the ring, and with a click, the railing was directly kicked and bent.

Sizzle!

The audience gasped, what a lot of strength this must be, even the hollow steel pipe with the thickness of the baby's arm was kicked out.

Before Songba landed, the elbow attack came up again, running directly to Tang Zheng's chest, Tang Zheng also elbowed, the elbows collided, and Songba took a small step back.

Obviously, in terms of strength, Songba is slightly inferior.

However, Songba was not afraid, the other party was strong enough, he would be excited enough, and the blood in his body was almost boiling, speeding up.

His swarthy cheeks also showed a hint of red, and he let out a low roar, punching and kicking together.

In an instant, he attacked nine moves in a row, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a phantom, but each of these phantoms contained terrifying power that was enough to kill.

Tang Zheng's counterattack was faster, his hands seemed to have disappeared, and he only saw pieces of phantoms, but he completely took the opponent's attack.

After a while, the speed of the two became faster and faster, and only two figures were seen moving and dodging between the rings.

The ring was in ruins, and I don't know how many potholes had been added, and there were ordinary railings that were twisted like twisted flowers.

This is the consequence of suffering from the impact of the two, and the referee who was originally standing on the stage saw this and jumped out of the ring a long time ago.

Under such a battle, staying in the ring is simply thinking that his life is long.

The crowd held their breath, although the first few matches were exciting enough for them to feast their eyes on the true charm of kung fu.

But this scene made them understand the terrible and huge destructive power of kung fu, and those anti-martial arts factions shut up one after another, their throats were like they had been grabbed, and they couldn't breathe.

"Who said that Huaxia martial arts is flower fist embroidered legs, let them take a look, what is this, this is Huaxia martial arts, this is the real killing technique. ”

The audience was boiling, shouting the name of Brother Kung Fu, and the sound of cheering and cheering was like a mountain of people.

In the VIP box, Louis watched the battle in the ring with burning eyes, and Mutubi stood beside him respectfully.

"Mutu, what are your chances of winning a battle with him?" asked Louis.

Mu Tu said confidently: "Young master, you are very sure. ”

The corners of Louis's mouth hooked up and said, "Oh, you're so confident?"

"Of course, no matter how strong he is, he is just an ordinary human, how can he be my opponent. Mutu said categorically.

"Ordinary human beings, hehe, I didn't expect that the martial artists in this land of China could achieve this kind of cultivation, no wonder in the war a hundred years ago, our Western Empire did not achieve the final victory, and if the warriors are not removed, this country cannot really fall into the palm of our hands. Louis's outstretched hands clenched into fists.

"Young Lord, our defeat a hundred years ago will definitely not be repeated this time, under the leadership of the Young Lord, our empire will definitely be able to occupy this rich land. Mutu said.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, and Mutu opened the door, only to see Wells and Yu Zhankui standing outside the door.

"Come in. Louis said without looking back.

When the two entered the house, Yu Zhankui looked a little restrained, leaned slightly bent over, glanced at Louis who was sitting upright out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Young master, this is Yu Zhankui, the chairman of the Martial Arts Association. Wells said.

The young master turned his head to look at him, nodded and said, "Chairman Yu, I see your contributions to our Western Empire, and you will be rewarded twice as much in the future." ”

Yu Zhankui immediately thanked Dade: "Thank you, young master, this is what I should do." ”

"You also arranged the draw very late this time, so that Mutu directly advanced to the final. The young master said.

Yu Zhankui said: "Actually, there is no difficulty for Mr. Mutu to advance directly, we just let Tang Zheng live for another day." ”

It turned out that the previous draw was shady, and it had already been decided that the lucky winner would be Mutu, so that Mutu could advance directly and have more time to recover his strength for tomorrow's finals.

"Young master, the Songba of Siam is very powerful, if Tang Zheng loses this battle, then there is no need for Mr. Mutu to clean him up. Yu Zhankui said earnestly.

"Oh, do you think Tang Zheng is no match for Songba?" asked Louis curiously.

Yu Zhankui glanced at the ring, the battle between the two was very fierce, and he said hesitantly: "After all, Songba is the number one master in Siam, and Tang Zheng may not be his opponent." ”

Louis snorted coldly and said, "The rat's eyes are narrow." ”

Yu Zhankui was startled, his face changed greatly, and he said: "Yes, I can only do a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, and I can't see their victory or defeat." ”

Louis said lightly: "Within ten moves, Tang Zheng will undoubtedly win." ”

Ten moves?

Yu Zhankui's heart froze, is Tang Zheng really so powerful? Now it is clear that the fight is inseparable, and I can't see the clues.

How could Tang Zheng win within ten moves?

However, no one dared to question Luis's words, and everyone watched the ring intently.

At the same time, Li Xiaotian and the others also looked at the ring, and Li Xiaotian muttered to himself: "Tang Zheng's strength has really improved rapidly, he is really a freak, how can he be so powerful?"

Li Xiao Tianxin said that according to Tang Zheng's cultivation speed, it wouldn't be long before she would be compared to Tang Zheng. She didn't know that Tang Zheng's cultivation was no less than her.

Songba's excited face had become very solemn, the sparkle in his eyes was dissipating little by little, and he clenched his teeth.

From the very beginning, Songba's attack was extremely fast and reached his limit, but Tang Zheng took it one by one and was not injured in the slightest.

Moreover, Tang Zheng's strength was endless, and the more fierce he became, Songba gradually felt strained.

Tang Zheng didn't fully exert his strength from the beginning, but waited for the opponent's serial attacks, just to see the power of Muay Thai.

Muay Thai does have its own uniqueness, there is not much internal strength, but the strength is fused in the muscles and bones, which is the result of a lot of hard work.

As a result, every seemingly simple attack of Songba actually contains a killer move. However, Tang Zheng has the background of true qi, and the speed and strength of one blow have suppressed Songba's head.

That's why Songba felt more and more hard the more he fought, and gradually, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, dripping down his dark cheeks.

Tang Zheng understood that he had squeezed out all the strength of the other party, so he was ready to end the battle, only to see him take a deep breath, his true anger was drumming, and his fist was filled with a glimmer of light.

This glimmer of light was not obvious, but Songba, who was close at hand, could see it clearly, and couldn't help but gasp.

Sou!

A punch struck, and this punch didn't seem much different from the previous one, but it was completely different in Songba's eyes.

This fist was like a mountain peak pressed straight down, making him feel the urge to kneel and beg for mercy.

However, Songba is not an ordinary person after all, gritted his teeth, mobilized all his strength, and met it with both fists.

One punch against two punches!

Tang Zheng's face was calm, his feet seemed to have roots, and he didn't move at all, and with a bang, his feet smashed the ring and fell in, his expression quickly withered, and the brilliance of his eyes gradually faded.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Meanwhile!

There was a loud bang, the shattered ring collapsed, the dust flew, and the startled audience screamed, but no one looked away, because this scene was too exciting and unforgettable.

The dust dissipated, and among the ruins of the ring stood a man with a calm face, as if nothing had happened, and he was in the dust, but it was immaculate and awe-inspiring.