Only then did Tang Xiaolong notice that Fang Yerou in the ring was not wearing shoes, and was smiling and stomping her feet with her snow-white and beautiful little feet.

Being ridiculed by Fang Yerou like this, Tang Xiaolong was very annoyed in his heart, pitiful that he had forgotten the common sense that he couldn't wear shoes for the first time in the ring, it was really embarrassing.

"Hehe, you're right, I'm just going to play football. Tang Xiaolong smiled, "The balls I want to kick are not one, but two, these two balls, about one meter three from the ground, are very flexible, are you willing to play with me?"

Hearing these strange words, Fang Yerou couldn't help but be stunned, and then saw Tang Xiaolong's evil gaze, and immediately understood what he meant.

"Tang Xiaolong, you, shameless, nasty thing!!"

Fang Yerouqiao's face was slightly red, and she scolded loudly in shame.

"Wha!"

Tang Xiaolong also let out a burst of laughter decisively, then stepped on the shoes on his feet, ran to the ring in small steps, and bounced directly on the spot with both feet at the same time, and landed in the ring, without even bending his knees.

Tang Xiaolong's jump not only had the grace of a kangaroo jumping, but also a bit of the evil of a zombie dancing, and Fang Yerou couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

After all, no matter how good the bounce is, the knees will always bend when taking off, and if the legs jump straight, it will definitely not be able to jump far.

"Tang Xiaolong, you really have two brushes!" Fang Yerou said with squinted eyes.

"That's necessary, how can you brush those two balls without two brushes?" Tang Xiaolong said with a wicked smile.

"Tang Xiaolong, you, you nasty thing! you can't be a big man!!" Fang Yerou said angrily.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if I become a big tool or not, as long as you can become a big tool and let me feast my eyes, I will die without regrets!"

Tang Xiaolong laughed.

Fang Yerou didn't fight anymore, she gritted her silver teeth, clenched her pink fists, and secretly prayed in her heart, if God could give herself a chance to abuse people, then she would definitely give Tang Xiaolong this masochistic place!

"Okay, before the fight begins, I want to remind the two of you again, our kind of competition is similar to fighting black boxing! If anyone feels that they can't support it, they don't have to be reluctant, they can admit defeat in time, so as not to cause serious physical injury!"

At this time, Duan Qianjun under the ring said this, and shouted in a deep voice, "Ready-start!"

Yes, Duan Qianjun has been standing under the ring, and he has not stood in the ring like the referee of a regular ring match.

Because, in order to prevent which side from committing a foul or making any hurtful moves, the referee of a regular ring match has to stand in the ring and keep an eye on every move of the two fighters.

And this competition, if it sounds good, it is called unlimited fighting, and if it is ugly, it is endless.

Therefore, even if Hu Duan Qianjun is the referee, he doesn't have to stand in the ring, because there is no such thing as a foul at all, and there are many people in the ring, which will also affect Tang Xiaolong and Fang Yerou to use their fists and feet.

He just needs to witness who wins and who loses, and that's it.

At this time, the competition has begun.

Fang Yerou's two snow-white little feet jumped flexibly, her hands were protected on her chest, and a pair of big eyes were staring at Tang Xiaolong, looking for the best time to make a move.

Tang Xiaolong, on the other hand, stood there as if nothing happened, looking at Fang Yerou lazily.

"Girl, you don't have to jump around looking for the best time to shoot, compete with me, it's not so troublesome, I'll let you make three moves, you can be numb." ”

Tang Xiaolong said this, looking at her with the kind of eyes that looked at Fang Ye as soft as a mustard.

When it comes to making people make three moves, there are advantages and disadvantages.

The disadvantage is to let others strike first, so that the other party takes the initiative, and the advantage is that it is easy to provoke the other party, so that the other party is annoyed and loses the rules, so that they can find a good opportunity to win.

For example, in reality, the 70KG champion of Jingshi submission wrestling, a young master named Nan Nan, has a very flowing beard, once when he fought in the ring, he deliberately learned the appearance of Guan Gong, stood in place, and made a pretending action of stroking his beard, but this action that looked very dead really angered the opponent, and the opponent found a flaw in the crazy onslaught, and knocked the opponent to the ground with a punch.

"Tang Xiaolong, you're so arrogant!!"

Fang Yerou was furious, and suddenly stepped forward, with a whoosh of his right foot, a strong hook kick, straight towards Tang Xiaolong's chin.

Hearing this sound of breaking wind, Tang Xiaolong's heart sank, even if this kick was kicked on Lian Jiazi's chin, it would definitely kick a person's mandible out of place.

However, with Tang Xiaolong's dodge ability, it was really not difficult to dodge this kick.

Tang Xiaolong dodged sideways, Fang Yerou missed the blow, and the raised right leg did not pause, and directly swung towards Tang Xiaolong's head.

"The action is so big, aren't you afraid of running out......

Tang Xiaolong squatted down again to dodge, but this squat, his head was just level with Fang Yerou's crotch, and he couldn't help but kindly remind him of this.

"Scoundrels! Dirty thing! You die, you !!"

Fang Yerou missed the two blows, and she was conceded by Tang Xiaolong in two moves, and in her third move, after her right foot landed, her left knee took advantage of the momentum and slammed into Tang Xiaolong's head in front of her shorts.

At this top, Tang Xiaolong didn't dodge, he maintained a squatting posture, looking at Fang Yerou's snow-white and round knees, and quickly crashed into his head.

"I don't believe you rascal's head is harder than my knees!"

Seeing that Tang Xiaolong didn't dodge, Fang Yerou was secretly happy in her heart, and was happy to let her knees have a close contact with his face.

Syllable.

Just when Fang Yerou's knee was 5 centimeters in front of Tang Xiaolong's nose, Tang Xiaolong suddenly stepped out and separated her knee from her own nose.

Both of them were not wearing gloves, so Tang Xiaolong's palm blocked like this, and the palm directly covered Fang Yerou's snow-white and round knee, and she resisted her powerful knee blow.

"Huh, so strong?"

Fang Yerou's left knee pushed forward, but it felt like it was against the wall, and it didn't move at all.

With an idea, Fang Yerou put her arms around Tang Xiaolong's neck and pressed his head to his left knee.

Her action looks like nothing wrong with the scene.

However, if you look at it from a distance, it is too indecent, as if a queen was standing there with her arms around the head of the valet and trying to force the valet to do something to the queen.

"Sister, you really have a heart like a femme fatale, you like me so much?"

Tang Xiaolong pressed his palm against Fang Yerou's knee, his neck was as tall as a stone stake, and shouted, "Three moves have already been conceded! Brother, you are angry!!

(End of chapter)