"It's just that it's more flexible, boxers with small weight, in such a fighting competition, are known for their dexterity, which can only show that this Zheng Wenzhe is very calm and flexible, Fei Yuanlong should take the initiative to attack, as long as he is blocked, then the game will be over. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Hearing the host's words, the guest next to him also smiled and said slowly.

As hosts, these two people are obviously very experienced, and there are generally two ways to be a host, one is to stand from a neutral point of view when hosting, which is often the case for the host of the imperial court.

And some local stations, or online hosts, prefer one person to occupy one side, which is like a bet hosting method.

It is also easy to make the audience in front of the screen more immersive, obviously in this scene, the guest is supporting Fei Yuanlong, and the host is supporting Zheng Wenzhe, but as the guest said, Fei Yuanlong missed the blow, and immediately opened his long legs, ready to pursue Zheng Wenzhe, but what he didn't expect was that Zheng Wenzhe did not run in a circle like an ordinary dexterous fighter after dodging, but stood in place.

Just kidding, Zheng Wenzhe used to be a person known as a tyrant, even if his current body can't exert the strength of thirty percent of his heyday, but let him run around, it's impossible.

Fei Yuanlong didn't know what Zheng Wenzhe thought, he only saw Zheng Wenzhe standing there, what else was there to say?

directly hit it with another punch, but unfortunately, it was still easily dodged by Zheng Wenzhe.

Left hand jab, miss, right hand jab, miss, left straight punch, miss, leg sweep, miss, left hand uppercut, miss, right uppercut, miss......

Fei Yuanlong is worthy of being a disciple carefully cultivated by the Tiger Club, he is really a little powerful, in just three seconds, he has already hit five punches and a low kick, such a density is not small.

These clubs are still different from the ancient sects, to be honest, the clubs are big, in fact, it is easier to recruit students, after all, in this society, you can do everything if you have money.

So the hardness and softness of the major clubs are almost the same, what equipment do you have, what equipment do I have, what you eat, what do I eat, maybe the chef I invite is better than yours.

Therefore, the division of first-class second-rate and third-rate clubs is more about reputation, and it can be said that the gap between players, especially newcomer players, is almost none, and this Fei Yuanlong is like what the coach of the Baihong Club over there said.

He came for the reputation of the best newcomer, and he deserves it.

But the only pity is that he met Zheng Wenzhe, who is not a newcomer.

Although the opponent's attack was sharp, Zheng Wenzhe still easily dodged all the opponent's attacks.

At this time, Fei Yuanlong may have been a little anxious, and he no longer cared about the advantage of his height and arm length, and directly hugged Zheng Wenzhe's head, wanting to kneel, looking at his hand, and the raised right leg, Zheng Wenzhe's eyes flashed a gleam, and then he took the initiative to lower his already low body, and slid sideways to the left side of Fei Yuanlong.

Seeing Zheng Wenzhe's movements, Fei Yuanlong's reaction was not slow, and he immediately changed his grasp to smash, and the tip of his left elbow smashed directly towards the top of Zheng Wenzhe's head, but Zheng Wenzhe's speed was faster.

In his gaze, Zheng Wenzhe's left fist directly broke through his defense line and instantly smashed his chin.

Zheng Wenzhe went to test it more than a month ago, and his left hand strength was 140kg, which was more than a month ago, and at that time he only did a month of training, and now this is more than a month later.

According to Zheng Wenzhe's estimates, the strength of his left fist may have exceeded 160 kilograms.

Caught off guard, he was hit in the jaw by a force of one hundred and sixty kilograms, if Fei Yuanlong was a hegemon-level and had a particularly thick neck, then he might just be a little blind, and he could react, but unfortunately, he was not.

So under this blow, Fei Yuanlong felt that his feet were about to leave the ground, his neck was tilted, and the braces were directly blown out by this punch, and the whole person fell straight back.

"Bang!" With a bang, Fei Yuanlong lay directly on the ground, although he had been killed in one hit, but as mentioned earlier, as soon as Zheng Wenzhe got into the ring, it was a demon god, if the referee did not announce that he had won, then he would not let go of his opponent, looking at Fei Yuanlong lying in the ring, Zheng Wenzhe directly pounced on a tiger, his right hand was rounded, and a punch smashed on Fei Yuanlong's face, and the huge hammer almost instantly opened Fei Yuanlong's eyebrow bone, and the blood spurted out directly.

And when Zheng Wenzhe was about to smash the second time, the referee also ran over quickly, separated Zheng Wenzhe with his body, and signaled the end of the game at the same time.

Because they didn't figure out what was going on, Fei Yuanlong had already lost, leaving Zheng Wenzhe with his hands raised and slowly walking in the ring, and as soon as the door opened, the people from the Tiger Club over there also rushed into the ring, of course, it wasn't because their fighters lost, but they came to find it, they just went to see if Fei Yuanlong had anything to do.

"What just now?" Looking at the chaotic ring, the commentator seat over there, the host was a little stupid, originally he just needed to work and support Zheng Wenzhe, in fact, in his opinion, Zheng Wenzhe could not win, but between the lightning and flint, Zheng Wenzhe just won, he really felt a little unreal.

"Yes, there's a slow-motion replay." And the guests were also a little blind at this time, muttering quietly.

Sure enough, it may be that after hearing the words of these two people, the big screen at the scene also began to play what happened just now, first Zheng Wenzhe deftly dodged all of Fei Yuanlong's attacks, and when Fei Yuanlong was about to catch him, Zheng Wenzhe lowered his body, stepped sideways, and punched, even if it was a slow-motion playback, the speed of Zheng Wenzhe's punch was also extremely fast.

didn't give Fei Yuanlong a chance to react at all, and the heavy punch smashed directly into his face, and the huge impact force turned the sweat on Fei Yuanlong's face into a mist, and at the same time, the braces were also knocked out in this blow.

And Fei Yuanlong also lost consciousness in an instant under this blow, and lay straight on the ground, Zheng Wenzhe went up to make up for his punch.

"Wow!" Seeing the slow-motion reply, many of the audience subconsciously exclaimed, seckill, it turned out to be seckill!