Ye Fan was dumbfounded, just because the thin young man just now was under the madness, and his whole body was swelling against the sky, whether it was height or body shape, he actually became a match with his opponent.

In other words, the space for him to expand after his madness far exceeds that of his opponent.

Then he spoke, and heard him say:

"You fight three times in a row, I'll let you have one hand, and besides, as long as you can hold my three punches, even if you win. ”

"I don't need you to let me, come on. ”

The opponent roared furiously, and then, like a big bear, he stepped heavily and pounced on the opponent.

When it was closer, both sides swung their fists and bombarded each other.

With a "bang", each other's fists slammed into each other's chests.

The thin young man's upper body shook, and his feet did not move.

And the other party was hit by his punch and retreated several steps.

Before he could stand firm, the thin young man kicked his feet and rushed towards him like a cheetah, and another punch bombarded.

"Bang!"

The body of the person who was beaten immediately flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

It's not over yet.

The thin young man rioted again, his body jumped, he flew into the air, and there was another punch in mid-air, and he hit the opponent's chest again.

The person who was beaten couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood, flew upside down four or five meters, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

He struggled to get up, but he lay on his back, rolled his eyes, snorted and gasped, and blood kept coming out of the corners of his mouth.

Three punches, he couldn't hold the three punches, even if his body became crazy, he couldn't carry it.

The bear people around were silent, as if they had expected this result, but their faces were still shrouded in shock.

Ye Fan was also shocked, and he was pouting, looking straight at the young man standing in the field.

I have to say, fierce, too fierce, not only the power exerted by this young man, but also the explosive power he showed just now, the real sense of power is bursting, there is a sense of explosiveness like a disarmed cannonball.

Ye Fan couldn't help but think: If he fought against him, what would be the situation, would he be able to withstand his powerful attack?

It's really the last thing to know.

In addition, the other person who didn't play, is it as scary as him?

Just as he was thinking like this, the middle-aged strong man who was the referee announced:

"The Tatars won, and fifteen minutes later, the final winner was decided. ”

Tatar is the single thin young man who solved the opponent with three punches just now.

After the middle-aged strong man finished speaking, he immediately answered: "No need to rest, Bird Rong, come up, fight quickly." ”

The bird he was talking about was undoubtedly another person who did not play.

Torion got up and walked out into the field.

This bird Rong is as thin as a thin body, and with a sharp beak monkey cheeks, his face is cold, and his eyes are also cold, like an emotionless machine.

He said, "Are you in a hurry to call me to play, do you want me to give you a hand?"

He, no matter what those bear people think, anyway, Ye Fan and the four of them were stimulated by these words, that sturdy is already strong enough, this bird Rong actually said that he wanted to let go of a hand, is it arrogant? Or is it really capable?

He snorted coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, see the truth under your hands, I am not for those two women today, but here to prove that I am tired of sitting in the second position, you can hand over the position of the first master of the younger generation." ”

It can be seen from his words that this bird Rong was not a fool before, but really capable.

As for the second and first of what Tatar said, it is easy to understand and will not be repeated.

The only thing to say is that Tatar and Tori Rong were born in the same year, and since they were born, they have not been favored by the clan, but the older they get, the more prominent their talents become, until they have surpassed other younger generations and become the top two.

Even, the two of them broke through the limit of the initial madness and stepped into the door of the intermediate madness.

This is not simple, for example, in the current bear people, in addition to the patriarch who can be high-level madness, there are only four other clansmen of the older generation who can be middle-level crazy, plus the Tartary and Bird Rong are six, and the Tartary and Bird Rong are the youngest two clansmen who can be mid-level madness.

It can be said that the two of them have broken the age record of the intermediate madness of the bear people, and in time, it can be described as limitless.

And the two were originally the closest friends, but due to the competition between talents, they evolved into rivals, and to this day, Tori Rong has been pressing the scarf.

As he said, he was really tired of sitting in the second seat, and he wanted to taste the first taste.

Bird Rong sneered and responded: "I'm sorry, I haven't gotten tired of sitting in the first seat, and besides, not only do I want to continue to sit in the first seat, but I also want these two women, and when I'm tired of playing, you can take over, this is the treatment of the second thousand-year-old." ”

These words were very stinging, and they made a violent red glow swell in the eyes of the stingers, and Ye Fan seemed to fly over and stepped on this girl's face.

"Less Tamar's nonsense, go to war. "The Tartar is impatient.

The referee looked at Torion and waited for him to nod.

Bird Rong sneered and nodded.

The referee immediately waved his hand: "Go!"

The atmosphere burns instantly!

He didn't want to delay for a second, and his body rioted at the first time, rushing towards Torirong like a cannonball.

The two are about seven or eight meters apart, and it can be said that they can get close in the blink of an eye.

And in the blink of an eye, the bird went berserk.

I strangled it, and my body swelled violently as if it were exploding, and then it swelled again, almost like it was inflated.

Ye Fan's eyes were about to burst out, and he had a sense of intuition, he was afraid that this tartary was still not the opponent of Bird Rong.

As it turned out, it was.

Although he tried his best to win against Torijung, in the first punch, Tyrant lost a single bit, i.e., Turf was beaten two steps back, and Tori Rong only withdrew one step.

Obviously unable to accept this fact, he roared manically: "Impossible", and then pounced on the other party again.

Tori Rong also fought back, his speed and explosiveness were even more ferocious than those of the Tyrant, and after taking the lead with a direct punch, he immediately launched a stormy attack.

At first, the Tintar was able to resist, but after three punches, it was completely defeated, and Tori Rong was like a raging lion, ruthlessly and cruelly tearing apart the Tintar's line, punching and beating the Tartar one punch after another.

It was really a violent beating, he locked the shoulder of the smack with one hand, and smashed the chest with his fist with the other hand, so that the spurt spurted blood again and again, and even Ye Fan felt frightened when he looked at it.

The referee on the field also looked a little numb, and subconsciously looked at the patriarch, who nodded.

The referee understood, and immediately flashed forward, wanting to separate the two, but the furious Bird Rong Liuqin did not recognize it, and punched the referee in the chest, so that the referee almost fainted to death.

The situation is out of control, to be precise, the bird is out of control.

The three old masters sitting next to the patriarch moved at the same time, and pounced on Bird Rong together, and the three of them shot together, sweating all over the body, before they caught Bird Rong and pressed him to the ground.

One of them slapped him on the back a few times in quick succession, and Torion woke up from his madness.

He shook his arms, got up from the ground, looked at the stam lying on the ground, and said coldly:

"Unless I'm dead, you obediently sit in my second seat. ”

Awkward!

Looking at the night sky in pain, he estimated that the pain in his heart was far greater than the pain in his body.

"The fourth watch, there are still three shifts left, and I will continue to make up for it tomorrow." 》

(End of chapter)