The gym was noisy, but Ke Hong, who was in the cage, felt that the surroundings were very quiet, as if his ears were ringing, and those sounds seemed distant and empty, and he could even hear his own breathing. There was a faint smell of beer in the nose, as well as the smell of mimeographed ink on inferior tickets.

Ke Hong took a deep breath and stepped forward, in fact, he didn't hear a word of what the referee said, and at this moment, all his attention was focused on the opponent in front of him.

Zhao Qing actually doesn't look as vicious as Li Haimo in appearance, his eyes are very small, his nose is very flat, his short hair is hot, and his bangs almost cover the small eyes, which actually makes the other party look quite honest.

But now Ke Hong does not treat the other party as a good person or a bad person, but purely as an opponent. Finally faced with the start of the match, the two sides touched each other's gloves before the opening as courtesy, and then each returned to his corner.

“Fight！” The referee shouted, and then Ke Hong sorted out his emotions and walked forward cautiously.

Both sides did not rush to attack after coming to the midfield, and after carefully walking a few steps, Zhao Qing punched him, which was considered a temptation.

But Ke Hong just wanted to solve the opponent with the minimum loss as soon as possible, so he quickly grabbed into the opponent's arms, locked the opponent's right shoulder accurately with both hands, and put his foot on the opponent's ankle, trying to knock the opponent to the ground and then use the lock technique.

However, the other party was as heavy as a mountain, Ke Hong threw it away, and the strength was quite large, originally he thought that he would simply knock the other party down, but as a result, Zhao Qing just took a step back, and finally sat down on the ground. Seeing this, Ke Hong hurriedly seized the opportunity, raised his foot and straddled the opponent's shoulder, used his weight to press the opponent to the ground, and then tried to lock Zhao Qing with a crossbar.

Zhao Qing struggled twice, Ke Hong's armbar had not yet formed, and the key was that he had not been successfully put down before, so he did not lock the other party in the posture he expected, and the other party threw him away as soon as he struggled.

Ke Hong hurriedly got up from the ground, and Zhao Qing immediately stepped forward and hit him with a swing fist. Ke Hong hurriedly raised his arms to block, only to feel a powerful impact coming, a burst of pain and swelling on his arm, and suddenly staggered backwards, Zhao Qing saw the opportunity to raise his foot and sweep towards Ke Hong.

The two began to entangle themselves with their fists and feet, although they were about the same in weight, Ke Hong was obviously inferior to each other in terms of physique, and soon he had the upper hand, and he kept retreating and was forced to the corner of the cage. He hurriedly glanced behind him, and if he retreated, he really fell into a dead corner and was knocked out by the other party.

Therefore, Ke Hong saw the opportunity, hurriedly dodged the opponent's punch, and then punched back.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Qing saw the opportunity, dodged this punch and lowered his head into Ke Hong's arms, hugged his waist, snorted, and easily picked him up. Ke Hong only felt that the scenery in front of him was spinning, and the whole person lost his balance, and then there was a violent impact from his back, and he couldn't help but snort, feeling that his five organs were about to fall apart.

Ke Hong coughed twice, and before he could breathe, the other party raised his upper body and swung his fist to fight. Ke Hong was startled, and hurriedly put on a posture first, sandwiching the opponent's waist with his legs. This stance is a more standard ground entanglement stance in kickboxing, which can control the distance of the opponent, avoid punches being too short and too late to dodge, and this distance is also convenient for counterattacks.

At that time, Ke Hong raised his arms to protect his face, and the opponent's fists fell one after another. Even if he blocked his arm, it hurt enough, so he saw the opportunity to dodge the opponent's punch, and then quickly reached out to the back of Zhao Qing's neck, wrapped his legs around the opponent's waist and pulled him into his arms, his left hand bypassed the inside of the opponent's neck, clasped his right hand, and locked the opponent's neck.

"Ah......h But he adjusted his posture briefly and began to struggle.

Ke Hong knew that Zhao Qing didn't know the real solution, in fact, as long as he could hold on a little longer, he could win. But...... He has no strength himself! After all, such a posture is to keep the other party on top and down, to suppress the other party, and it takes a lot of strength to prevent the other party from breaking away from his arms, and in less than five seconds, he is out of breath and can't hold on!

Seeing that the other party was about to break free from his arms, Ke Hong simply took the initiative to let go of the other party's neck, then reached out and grabbed the other party's wrist, held his wrist with his left hand through the opponent's elbow, and locked the other party with a Kimura lock.

Kimura Lock is a cross-shaped lock formed with both hands, and then the opponent's elbow is stuck on his own arm to apply pressure, which can cause severe pain. But it also requires a lot of strength, forming a sharp pain to prevent the opponent from struggling and quickly making the opponent admit defeat. However, Ke Hong never expected that free fighting was such a physically demanding sport!

It seemed to him that at least twenty minutes had passed, but in fact it was not even five minutes, because the game was not over yet!

Ke Hong locked the other party with the Kimura lock for a while, and his arms were already completely weak. After all, he punched each other in the previous duel, and his arm had also endured many punches from the other party, and now it hurts terribly.

He knew that he could only hold on for another five seconds at most, and he would not be able to exert his strength in his hands. So he quickly turned his brain, thinking about what to do, and at this moment he felt that time passed very slowly, but his head turned very quickly.

No, I can't hold on anymore. Ke Hong thought secretly, give up, there is still a chance anyway......

But no! Ke Hong told himself again that the money had been bet on himself, and he didn't lose a dime, how should this follow-up plan be implemented! If the plan can't be implemented, how will Ye Wanjun's favorability develop in the future? But his hands were really sore and weak, and he persuaded himself: Money can be made again, and Wanjun will not ...... because of such a little thing

But their own baby girl......

Thinking of this, Ke Hong took a deep breath, suddenly let go of the other party's Kimura lock, held the opponent's wrist with both hands, and let go of the opponent's waist with both legs. This time, Zhao Qing was a little surprised, because Ke Hong was originally an advantage, and he was locked, but he didn't expect the other party to change again.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was suddenly pressed by Ke Hong and fell to the ground, and Ke Hong successfully achieved the leg Kimura lock, that is, the leg method that borrowed weight to suppress the Kimura lock that solved Li Haimo before.

With the help of leg strength and weight, Ke Hong only needs to grasp the opponent's wrist in his hand, which can better exert pressure, and Zhao Qing soon slapped a few times on the floor in pain.

At that time, when Zhao Qinghua was released, Ke Hong lay down on the floor in the cage, so tired that he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep immediately! It's a pity that the referee grabbed his arm to make him stand up, raised his right hand and declared victory.