Chapter 670: Wonderful Battle (3)

"York, you big stupid bear, you can't hit me if you can't hit me, what excuse do you make? Look at your bulky appearance, don't you look like a stupid pig?" Li Shi, that is, No. 7, grinned, but there was no mess under his feet, he made a few provocative movements, and then quickly dodged it, not giving the other party a chance to attack at all.

After getting along for so long, he knows the character of No. 18 very well, don't look at his tall and tall person, in fact, he is very delicate, so he will not fall for the other party so easily.

"Damn monkey!" Seeing that his plan had failed, No. 18 was really a little angry at this time, and rushed towards No. 7 viciously with wide bear eyes, "Stop me......"

No. 18 was angry and exerted, and his huge body drove a thousand catties of huge force, which can be described as a kind of momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, and he crushed straight towards No. 7, like a big bear pounced on the little lamb, and the audience couldn't help but exhale.

"Oh my God, 18 is so fierce. ”

In the face of the opponent's all-out blow, No. 7 narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the opponent stubbornly, and began to run around the circle with all his strength under his feet, striving to keep a safe distance from the opponent, waiting for the opportunity to find an opportunity to shoot again.

The two chased and fled, one was like an angry big bear, the other was like an agile cheetah, the big bear was like a rainbow, every punch seemed to poke a hole in the sky, the cheetah relied on its speed advantage, and every time it narrowly escaped from the other party's bloody mouth, the scene was thrilling.

The whole ring is not too big, only about 20 square looks, with the speed of the two, almost a dozen seconds can circle around the entire ring, No. 18 is even more with the advantage of height and strength, want to try to compress the movement space of No. 7, every shot is thunderous.

"Jinyang, who do you say can win this game? I think No. 18 must have won, his momentum is too fierce, you look at No. 7, he is overwhelmed. Yuanyuan turned to look at Jin Yang and pointed to the ring.

"I don't know. Jin Yang shook his head, he is not a professional, he can't understand it a little, now the field looks thrilling, but both sides don't seem to have suffered any damage, just chasing and escaping, and he can't tell the difference until the last moment.

"But I think the number 7 may have a better chance of winning, although he has always been on the defensive side, but the number 18 has not hit him until now, he is too fast. After thinking about it, Jin Yang still said his guess.

Alan leaned his head over and said curiously, "Hey, what are you talking about?" Recently, I've been trying to learn Chinese and can roughly understand a little, but you are talking too fast. ”

"Oh, nothing, we are analyzing which of them can win, I guess the 7th wins, my cousin guesses the 18th, Alan, who do you like?" Jin Yang said casually, thinking, you can't understand Mandarin, and you want to understand our dialect there, our words there are generally not understood by Chinese, let alone you, a foreigner.

"Oh, sir, are you optimistic about Number 7? He's at a disadvantage right now, you see he looks like an embarrassed little mouse now, how can he be an opponent of Number 18?" Allen looked surprised.

In his opinion, height and strength are advantages, fighting is strength, is block, and a big man may not have any problems being punched ten times, but a small man may fall to the ground as long as he is hit by it.

And No. 7 has an obvious disadvantage in front of No. 18, he doesn't dare to confront the other party head-on at all, how can he win?

"Not necessarily. Jin Yang raised his eyebrows, secretly racked his brains to think about the networks he had watched before, desperately went through the plots of those fighting matches in his mind, and then organized the language, and pointed to No. 18, who was swinging his fist,

"Let's start with number 18, he's as strong as a bison, he's very strong, but again, he's very heavy, I think he's at least 250 pounds.

This kind of weight is very large in terms of physical exertion, especially when engaging in strenuous activities such as fighting, the physical exertion is even greater, and the 18th was still aggressive, and the fist was heavy as if it could kill a cow.

But now, you see, he's breathing a lot harder, he's not punching that fast, I don't think he can last long.

Speaking of No. 7, although he has been dodging, his movements are very fast, and he has not been hit even once, and his weight is relatively much lighter than that of No. 18, and he has not been attacking with all his strength, and the consumption of physical strength is very small.

I think there's a good chance he'll drag the 18th to death until the opponent runs out of stamina, and then he can go all out and knock out his opponent. ”

Jin Yang looked like an experienced person, and what he said was the Tao, and Yuanyuan, who saw the side, straightened his tongue and said in his heart, didn't you say you didn't know just now? Why did you become an expert now? But this statement seems to be really reasonable, but you can't hit the other party with your strength, and you're blind!

"No, no, no, I don't agree with you. Alan shook his head again and again and pointed to No. 7 in the field, "His size is too inferior compared to No. 18, I believe he can't take a punch from the opponent."

While his dodging has been good so far, that doesn't mean anything, no one can defend all the time without attacking, and if he misses a punch, he's lost. ”

"Well, what Alan said seems to make sense. Yuan Yuan nodded in agreement, in case No. 7 was accidentally hit, he might lose, No. 18's fist looked too heavy.

"Cousin, which end of the day are you? Why do you say all of them?" Jin Yang glanced at her, a typical wall grass.

"How do I know which end I am? I just think what you say makes sense. Yuanyuan looked innocent.

At this time, there was another change in the field, No. 7 actually adjusted his strategy, no longer running like a rabbit, but suddenly stopped on the left side of No. 18, as if he wanted to attack.

"Look, what is No. 7 trying to do? Why didn't he run away?" said Yuanyuan, pointing to the middle of the field.

I saw that No. 7's waist and hips were twisted, and he exerted force under his feet, and after suddenly accelerating, he flew out with a kick, kicking No. 18's calf, and at the same time swinging his right fist straight to the opponent's waist soft underbelly.

No. 18 just threw a heavy punch, at this time the center of gravity was all on the right side, there was no time to react, and seeing that he was about to be hit by the other party, the audience exclaimed in unison, "Hurry up!"

A good No. 18, although his movements were clumsy and he didn't have time to react, he deserved to be one of the carefully selected masters of the ranch, I saw him squat slightly, his left hand made a blocking posture, and at the same time his left leg retreated, only to hear the sound of "bang!", he actually relied on his strong muscles to block the opponent's attack.

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