Zheng Ya's heart moved, and the internal strength of the Yijin meridian began to circulate in the meridians, and the internal strength could not leave the body, but the strength increased sharply. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Wentao waved a pair of iron arms and attacked Zheng Ya fiercely.

Zheng Ya raised his arms to resist, bumping twice, King Kong did not block the iron arm butterfly hand, comparable, Li Wentao was slightly relaxed in his heart at this time, theoretically, Zheng Ya was defending at this time, and he really couldn't draw the strength to attack him.

But he never expected that Zheng Ya would also practice the Shaolin Yijin Sutra.

Just when Li Wentao withdrew his iron arm butterfly hand and casually threw it over, ready to fight again, Zheng Ya took a step forward suddenly, and his hands suddenly regained huge strength, and he suddenly hugged one of Li Wentao's legs, and pulled backwards suddenly.

Even if Li Wentao had great strength and had three layers of Hong Fist internal force on his body, he was caught off guard at this time, and was pulled to the ground by Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya, who had been prepared, didn't wait for Li Wentao to land, his right hand turned into an elbow, his body spun, and the elbow he touched smashed into Li Wentao's ribs.

With a snap, a huge pull, and this hard elbow, Li Wentao fell heavily in the ring.

The referee blew the whistle and ran over.

Zheng Ya raised his hands and roared in his mouth, and said in his heart: "Brother Wan, this elbow, I will help you fight!" ”

In the fierce attack, the attack and defense changed extremely quickly.

The audience, who had been fully aroused with enthusiasm, only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the taekwondo Xiao who was under onslaught snapped Li Wentao and fell heavily to the ground.

The golden boy Zheng Ya raised his hands and celebrated fiercely.

The passion of the golden boy Zheng Ya has driven more people.

In the gymnasium, many boxing fans stood tall and raised their hands like Zheng Ya, and there was also a ghost crying wolf.

Passion is burning, blood is boiling.

Similar to this kind of fierce confrontation, when the chess meets the opponent, it can win the battle, there is no doubt that it is the most morale-boosting, and the fans of national arts held their breath in their hearts, and at this time, they were released violently.

Standing in the ring, in the center of 10,000 people, Zheng Ya felt that he seemed to have become a wolf king at this time, and with a roar, the little wolves around him howled in unison.

The director played in slow motion, and fans could see exactly what was going on.

The golden boy Zheng Ya once again showed the violent factor against the green wolf Kobayashi in overtime.

The strength of Li Wentao's kick was not light, the golden boy Zheng Ya actually didn't dodge or dodge, and hugged his arms like that, good guy, the next blow made everyone even more frightened, and they were chilled by the heavy blow that Li Wentao received.

The blow of the golden boy Zheng Ya contains the power of pulling and the power of the elbow, and at the moment of the blow, Zheng Ya is extremely fierce and ruthless.

In the camp of Ha Han fans, many little girls covered their little mouths in horror, feeling their hearts broken, and a girl said sadly: "Oh, Taotao is miserable this time, what can I do if I am swollen, can I still get up?" ”

Taotao, that is, Li Wentao, lay in the ring for six seconds before he got up and signaled to the referee that he could play again.

At this time, the third round was less than a minute, and it was too early to say who would win, Li Wentao's delicate face was full of resentment, and he stared at Zheng Ya and asked for another fight.

The game is starting again.

Zheng Ya has the upper hand, and the morale of Guoshu fans is high.

In the gymnasium, the supporters of the golden boy Zheng Ya shouted and flew with passion.

Youthful and energetic.

In the corner of the gymnasium, Wan Changqing looked at Xiao Yu next to him, who was extremely excited, jumping and shouting, his eyes were slightly moist, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he said silently in his heart: "Thank you, Zheng Ya, Uncle has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely bless you to fight the Quartet......"

Zheng Ya didn't explain what was going on, and Wan Changqing didn't ask in detail, but he went to see Wan Taihong's battle ranking and saw Bo Bo and Li Wentao appear.

This time, Zheng Ya fought the sword in Huashan, Zheng Ya fought two battles before and after, and it is very likely that Uncle Gang was fighting, especially now, when he saw Zheng Ya raising his hands high, his eyes were firm, and his head was shouting, he instantly understood.

Uncle's tragic death may be related to the stick in front of him. The stick is very powerful, I can't be the opponent of the stick, thank you Zheng Ya!

In the re-battle, Li Wentao, who fell behind, ignored the heavy blow he had just suffered, and as soon as he came up, he broke out again, and it was still a combination of China and South Korea.

The bachelor bowed and slapped one after another, and Li Wentao pounced on Zheng Ya without hesitation.

Between the lightning and flint, Zheng Ya's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, a good Li Wentao, he actually went straight to his Jizhong acupoint, in order to hit his Jizhong acupoint, he actually ignored the defense of other parts of his body.

This Li Wentao, would rather let himself get some points, but also hurt his own acupoint? Would you rather lose this match than hit the middle of the body and let his secret technique take effect?

Such a vicious mind, this is a deliberate attempt to use magic to kill oneself.

Zheng Ya let out a tiger roar in his mouth, showed no weakness, and responded.

The right fist flew out, and with a bang, the two fists collided, and the left foot was raised, blocking Li Wentao's kick.

The two fists and feet faced each other, and they glanced at each other in the middle of the ring, and their four eyes seemed to be able to rub out fire.

Glancing at each other viciously, Li Wentao bent his right arm and attacked Zheng Ya with an elbow.

Zheng Ya raised his left hand and sealed the way with one palm, taking advantage of the situation.

Li Wentao did not leave the ground under his feet, his feet took root, firmly rooted on the ground, Zheng Ya's area, he couldn't pull him a bit.

Zheng Ya made a low kick with his left leg, Li Wentao withdrew his right arm, his footsteps flashed, and Zheng Ya kicked in the air.

Zheng Ya's leg had just been retracted, Li Wentao's right leg bounced up suddenly, and when the head slashed straight down, he hit it down, a typical taekwondo leg technique, the power was extremely great, and there was a whirring wind.

Zheng Yajiao walked two yin and yang steps and flew back.

Li Wentao bounced into the air with one kick, and at the same time as his right foot landed, he kicked one side of his body.

The two leg strokes are done in one go, and they are extremely fast, and Li Wentao's taekwondo attainments are indeed profound.

This kick, Zheng Ya still didn't make a hard connection, and retreated again, close to the edge of the fence.

As soon as Li Wentao's side kick fell, he immediately had another iron-armed butterfly hand of Hong Fist, and he slammed into Zheng Ya with both hands.

At first glance, Li Wentao's main attack was Zheng Ya's head, but Zheng Ya's eyes narrowed, and he found that the target of the opponent's attack at this time was still his own acupoint.

With a slight cold snort in his heart, Zheng Ya did not retreat this time, and with lightning speed, he grabbed the loophole at the junction of the opponent's iron arm butterfly hand and taekwondo, his body was slightly short, and he hit it with a sweeping leg.

Li Wentao was playing Hong Boxing at this time, and the taekwondo posture just now under his feet was not very stable, that is, the next plate was relatively empty, Zheng Ya swept over, Li Wentao wanted to retreat and dodge, but the momentum of Hong Boxing had already pulled him over.

With a bang, Zheng Ya hit Li Wentao's leg hard with a sweeping leg.

Li Wentao, who rushed over viciously, pounced, gnawed mud with one mouth, and fell into the ring.

Zheng Ya stood beside him and remembered Brother Wan's day, at that time, Brother Wan was like Li Wentao who came like this, and now, he finally got a little interest back for Brother Wan.

His arms sank slightly, Zheng Ya clenched his fists tightly beside Li Wentao who fell to the ground, and secretly screamed in his heart: "Brother Wan, I will also let him gnaw mud!" ”

In the third round, in less than two minutes, the golden boy Zheng Ya knocked out the taekwondo master Li Wentao for the third time in this match.

Knockdown means advantage score, three knockdowns, it means that the golden boy Zheng Ya has the upper hand in this game.

Inside and outside the gymnasium, the cheers continued, and the organizing committee of the competition was so excited that it couldn't find the north, because the ratings exceeded 11% again.

It's amazing, it's so popular, and I'm happy.

The leg injury was not very serious, and the referee had just counted to 2, and Li Wentao had already stood up and signaled the game to continue.

Zheng Ya stood in the center of the ring again, waiting for the referee to announce the resumption of the game, at this time, his heart relaxed his vigilance slightly, and in his mind, Xingyue Bodhi suddenly issued a warning: "Be careful, move left, lean back ......"

Zheng Ya didn't dare to slack off, his body flashed to the left, and he leaned back slightly.

At this moment, Zheng Ya heard the referee's whistle, and felt a slight pain in his chest, and the acupoints in front of him that were injured by Li Wentao also moved at the same time, and they shook lightly a few times without Zheng Ya's control.

With a plop, Zheng Ya sat on the ground with his buttocks.

On the field, there was a loud scolding and roaring at this time.

Despicable, it's just too despicable, Li Wentao actually attacked the golden boy Zheng Ya in front of the referee, such a character is extremely inferior.

The crowd was in an uproar.