At the moment when the bell rang for the third round, Viratsa suddenly let out a loud roar, and the whole person rushed towards Zhang Ren again. There is so much difference in points between the two men that if he doesn't knock Zhang out in the third round, he will lose the bout by points, which would be a major blow for the other Muay Thai fighters.

Most people only felt that Veratsa's body flashed, and he had already appeared in front of Zhang Ren, the speed of this Muay Thai master was actually a few points faster than just now, and even the air made a buzzing sound because of this extreme speed! This punch was too fast, as if it was falling from the sky, and the wind carried by that fist seemed to be able to break Zhang Ren's waist.

His movements are fast, too fast for people to react to. Bai Wen was shocked in her heart, she couldn't help but scream, I really don't know if Zhang Ren can dodge this terrible punch!

Everyone didn't expect that Zhang Ren, who obviously had an absolute advantage, didn't hide in the face of this terrible attack! The right foot suddenly took half a step forward, the short hair flew away, and the left palm slashed over without hesitation.

The students of Jianghai University were completely stunned, while Pang Chen and the others stood up nervously, could Zhang Ren be confused. Isn't it self-defeating to go head-to-head with a Muay Thai fighter who is known for his hard flesh?

However, everyone under the ring couldn't stop it, they could only watch the two of them crash into each other!

Boom! The terrifying sound spread in all directions, and Zhang Ren's body shook involuntarily, and his face became a lot paler. Veratsa only felt a pain in his right fist, but he couldn't care about anything, his knee volleyed into the air, and he kicked Zhang Ren's chin again.

Whip Legs!

Zhang Ren's body didn't dodge or dodge, his right leg shot out, and he hit Veracha's knee again! At this moment, Veratsa's face became pale and weak, and his whole body suddenly trembled, and he could feel that his knees seemed to be hit by a hammer, and it was not easy to use at all!

However, Zhang Ren had no intention of stopping at all, and took another step forward, and his right fist fell fiercely from top to bottom.

"Big Hanging Fist!"

Veracha's face changed greatly, but it was too late to dodge, so he had no choice but to put his arms on top of his head.

Bang! His face changed and changed. If Zhang Ren's move just now was a hammer, then what is falling now is a big mountain! Just now, you can use the strength of your flesh to resist. But now it's not humanly acceptable!

Rumble!

Veratsa was already on his knees with half a leg, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

However, Zhang Ren did not hesitate, the two fists turned into Shaolin Mighty King Kong palms and slapped down continuously, countless palm shadows, more and more ruthless, faster and faster, more and more fierce! And the power is greater than a palm.

Veratsa resisted desperately, but all that remained in his eyes was a look of fear. He regretted it in his heart, he knew that this young man had such terrifying power, and he would not offend the other party by saying anything, and now it was too late to run.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the ears of everyone under the ring, and the ring paved with blue bricks exploded open, and the dust and smoke poured in all directions, completely covering up the scene on the ring!

Everyone involuntarily stood up, with an expression of disbelief on their faces, they knew that the ring was over, but who had won?

The dust and smoke slowly cleared!

Veratsa stood in the ring like a javelin, but his feet were already under the ring, and there was no blood on his face, and his eyes were full of fear and fear. It's as if you've seen some terrible devil!

And Zhang Ren, half a meter away from him, still wore the seemingly ordinary pair of black-framed glasses on his face.

He suddenly smiled and said, "You lost!" ”

Veratsa opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but his feet were stuck in the ring and he couldn't fall, but he was already standing and fainting.

Zhang Ren shook his head and said: "I'm a pacifist, as long as I win, it's fine, but you have to let me beat you up, I have to let you get what you want!" ”

At this time, the people below suddenly let out a cries like a landslide and a tsunami. Since Viracsa participated in the competition, at least one Chinese student who studied Guoshu had broken his muscles and bones in every game, and it was miserable. And now that they are beaten so miserably, how can they not make these students excited.

On the other hand, those foreign students who participated in the competition had indifferent expressions and ugly faces, obviously not expecting that Vilatsa would be able to lose to Zhang Ren, a little-known figure.

Compared to these people, on the high platform in the distance, the face of Yonghe, a disciple of the Shaolin Inner Hall, could simply be gloomy. Shaolin sent twelve inner room disciples to various places to participate in the college student free fighting championship this time, the purpose is to win the top ten of the national college student fighting competition here, so as to enter the Chinese free fighting finals.

And Yonghe's identity is a college student from Nankang Buddhist College, but the competition there is fierce, and he may not even have the right to qualify, so he will commit himself to Jianghai to win the championship. In his opinion, as a Shaolin disciple, he should be the person who is in the limelight, and no one can steal his limelight and glory anywhere.

However, this Zhang Ren not only ridiculed him, but even used this way to attract people's attention, which is simply unreasonable. However, Yonghe had to admit it. Even if he wants to defeat this Muay Thai master, it will take some time to waste, but Zhang Ren has such a means, he must be a strong opponent.

He snorted, glanced at the guard monk Yongzhen, and said hoarsely: "Yongzhen, what do you think of this Zhang Ren?" ”

Yongzhen is Yonghe's junior brother on the surface, but in fact he can be said to be his guardian monk. In Shaolin, only those with deep roots can have a guardian monk to follow. And this uncle of the Yonghe monk is the first seat of the Shaolin Luohan Hall today.

He hesitated slightly, and said in a deep voice: "This person should be in the middle stage of Huajin, and he is one realm worse than you." But he is cunning, and he can use Shaolin's powerful Vajra palm, if you really want to face him, it will definitely be a dragon fight. ”

Monk Yonghe had a cold smile in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "You forgot one thing, our Shaolin is the authentic national art of the world, and we naturally have the obligation to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and this person's powerful Vajra palm is obviously an evil sect, I even suspect that it is the demon Nie Zhen of the White Lotus Temple, there is no need to tolerate this kind of person." ”

Yongzhen was stunned, and a faint look of disdain appeared in his eyes, but he quickly lowered his head and said, "What Senior Brother said is that I will investigate this person's life history clearly." ”

Monk Yonghe snorted and said, "What else to investigate, find a time, just abolish his national art." ”

Yongzhen lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, but finally nodded and said, "I know!" ”

At this time, Zhang Ren in the ring turned to face Yonghe, and the thumb of his right hand slowly stretched out, but soon reversed and said coldly: "Master Yonghe, I'm waiting for you here!" ”

(Enlightenment Book Network)