The experience of the ancestors is that once you meet a Wallachian warrior, if you can withstand the opponent's combat energy and attack power, then you might as well fight hard, and use more vigorous fighting spirit and more arrogant arrogance to suppress the opponent alive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sambo killed the god and attacked fiercely, and his fighting spirit was soaring.

Typically, the opponent will defend first and then counterattack.

But he met Zheng Ya.

In Zheng Yahu's roar, he also showed a fierce military fist with color, and the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, without showing weakness, and he also rushed forward.

With a bang, the two fists collided together in the air, the two bodies shook slightly, their fists collided, their eyes looked at each other viciously, and they had no intention of backing down, almost at the same time, the two of them attacked together.

With a bang, the feet of the two were also on the ring, and the huge force shook the two of them to take a step back.

Looking at each other again, the two were like fierce tigers, crackling, punching quickly, without giving in, on the spot, bravely and passionately, fighting together.

During the struggle, Zheng Ya took the lead in making a contribution, and with a snap of his right fist, it hit Sambo's face as a killer, but almost at the same time, Sambo's killer also snapped and hit Zheng Ya's chest.

Zheng Ya's body shook slightly, the golden light was hidden under the olive oil, flashing quickly, Zheng Ya's heart was ruthless, regardless of the discomfort in his chest, his legs kicked on the ground, resisted the impact of huge power, forcibly waved his left fist, and slammed it into Sambo's killing god's head.

At this time, Sambo Killing God shook his head violently, and suddenly made a move that shocked Zheng Ya's heart.

This guy should have been stunned by his own punch, forgetting that this was the ring, almost instinctively, at the same time as he attacked a punch, he actually came to a very standard waist lock throat action.

I cursed in my heart and damned, if this guy hits with one move, ordinary martial artists are afraid that they will be killed by one blow.

Quickly, Zheng Ya's head tilted back slightly, dodging Sambo's killing god's throat kill, and with a bang on his waist, he was punched.

In no particular order, Zheng Ya's left fist smashed into Sambo's head again.

When the battle came to this point, it was a white-hot stalemate.

Every fan was thrilled.

In the slow motion given by the director, the heavy punch of the two people gives people a strong sense of strength, and the kind of vibration after the hit makes people palpitate.

In particular, the two fists of the golden boy Zheng Ya accurately hit the head of Sambo Killing God, in slow motion, everyone clearly saw that Sambo's head was deflected, and strings of sweat beads were thrown out of his hair, first thrown to this side, and then the other side suffered a heavy punch, and his head swung over to this side.

To be honest, it's hard for everyone to believe that after two punches like this, can Sambo Killing God still be able to stabilize his body?

Of course, in slow motion, Zheng Ya was also uncomfortable, his chest socket was hit by a punch, and then, his waist was swept violently, back and forth, and Zheng Ya could still be seen grinning.

Lin Zhiyu felt heartache for a while, Yang Zijie stomped his feet and muttered: "Barbarian, what a barbarian, Zheng Ya is a good champion, what kind of punch is he going to fight, I really don't know what he thinks!"

Fifteen seconds later, inside the stadium, most of the audience held their breath to watch the final moments of the second round between the two.

Hit Sambo Killing God with two punches in a row, it should have completely stunned Sambo Killing God, this guy actually broke out with a strong killing combat skill, the real Sambo killing move, after hitting Zheng Ya's second punch, he attacked it strongly.

Lift your knees to your crotch very directly, bend your elbows and hit your throat.

Sambo's two moves to kill the gods are the kind of powerful killing moves that completely ignore the rules of the ring and only want to completely defeat the opponent before he is knocked out.

Zheng Ya's brows furrowed slightly, and her feet walked a round Tai Chi step, moving sideways, hoping to give some time, so that the tenacious Sambo Killing God understood what he was doing, and if such a ring move was used, could he still have a good game?

But obviously, after Sambo suffered two heavy blows to the killing god, he was a little delirious, and he didn't care so much at all, he chased Zheng Ya closely, and he still made a killing move.

This time it was even more outrageous, and he was ready to perform various joint techniques that were forbidden in various competitions, and the parts of the attack were extremely accurate, pointing directly at Zheng Ya's several major joints.

Zheng Ya was secretly angry in his heart.

There is no way to endure it, and there is no way to retreat.

Zheng Yaxin said sorry, let out a low roar in his mouth, and his right hand stretched forward sharply, and accurately inserted it into the joint of Sambo's killing god.

Sambo Killing God instinctively twisted his arm, wanting to directly hold Zheng Ya's joints.

As soon as the dantian urged, the two internal forces of King Kong Incorruptible and Yi Jin Jing poured into his right arm at the same time, like a steel bar, Zheng Ya's right arm stood indestructibly in front of him.

Sambo killed the god with a joint grappling action, but he couldn't bend Zheng Ya's right arm.

The tried and tested stunt actually failed, and Sambo was slightly stunned.

Zheng Ya erupted in anger, his right hand took Sambo Killing God to grab his own hands, pulled back suddenly, and his right knee flew to the top, and slammed it on Sambo's killing god's heart.

There was a sound of bumping, and Sambo was hit by the killing god, and his body was slightly rickety.

Before he was completely finished, Zheng Ya bent his right hand, and another elbow pushed back, and with a snap, an elbow hit his head.

The huge force collided with it, and Zheng Ya found that Sambo Killing God flew more than a meter diagonally under his own killing move, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The referee's whistle blew and the clock froze with only one second left.

Second round, second knockout.

Time, the last second.

Zheng Ya knocked down the opponent with an elbow, his hands swinged down, his head was raised, he roared a few times in the sky, and there was a feeling of blood boiling in his heart, this is a difficult opponent, and finally really knocked him to the ground again, it depends on whether he can get up.

In the gymnasium, the thrilling spectators let out a long breath and cheered loudly with Zheng Ya.

The two strong compete, and the brave wins.

The terrifying Sambo Killing God still couldn't stop the golden boy Zheng Ya's progress, and he fell in the ring for the fourth time in this game.

However, with only one minute left before the third round, Sambo Killer will be able to drag the fight into the third round as long as he can stand up tenaciously.

The opponent of the golden boy Zheng Ya is also truly tenacious.

Cheering enthusiastically, the fans of the national arts who waved the flag in their hands found that only three seconds had passed, and the Sambo Killing God, who had suffered a series of heavy blows, actually staggered and stood up again.

The referee was asking about Sambo's status as if he was recovering, and in less than a few minutes, his eyes were completely clear.

To tell the truth, the shape of Sambo's killing god at this time was quite miserable, the eye sockets on both sides began to swell, the lips were also cracked, blood flowed out, and under the hooked nose, a pair of eyes were also slightly red.

Relatively speaking, Zheng Ya's condition is much better, there are no obvious scars on his body, but the sweat on his body can also be seen, Zheng Ya at this time must consume a lot.

Sambo Killer slowly stood up and followed the referee to the middle of the court, just when everyone thought that this match would be dragged into the third round by Sambo Killer.

Sambo Killing God stumbled in the middle of the ring, stretched out his hands, put them on Zheng Ya's fists, and said a word in his mouth, as if he was instantly relieved, and fell to the ring with a thud.

Spreading out on all fours, Sambo Killing God showed a relaxed smile in the ring, gasping for air.

The host hurriedly found the Mao translator and translated Sambo's words of killing the god: "I lost, you are stronger, in the fierce attack, you can forcibly knock me to the ground, knock me down head-on, I admit defeat......"

This unbeatable big hairy man was actually convinced, and he was willing to admit defeat.

Screams, shouts, suddenly set the gymnasium on fire.

This is still the first battle in which Huashan has fought the sword so far, and the golden boy Zheng Ya has already beaten the opponent to convince him?

The atmosphere reached its peak in an instant.

In the background of the TV data, the technician shouted loudly: "It's broken, it's broken, it's broken, the sports individual competition has finally broken 10, oh my God, it's so exciting......"

At this time, Zheng Ya did not cheer, with a bright smile on his face, he stretched out his right hand to the Sambo Killing God in the ring.

This is a respectable opponent who deserves to stand up and wait for the referee to announce the result.

Sambo Killing God was slightly stunned, stretched out his right hand, held Zheng Ya tightly, looked at Zheng Ya, lay on the ground, and laughed out loud.

The director gives a big close-up.

Sympathize with each other, heroes cherish heroes.