Chapter 68: Breaking Brother Biao's Three Limbs

"Master, watch out for that scar man!" Hao Ren shouted at Ling Xiaojun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info He had never seen Ling Xiaojun make a move, but he had heard a lot of legends about Brother Biao, so he couldn't help but worry about Ling Xiaojun.

Ling Xiaojun took another step forward, only two steps away from Brother Biao, "Hao Ren's hand was cut by you?" Although the video covered his face, Brother Biao's sturdy figure couldn't escape Ling Xiaojun's eyes.

Brother Biao picked up a cigarette, and Bai Chiqing hurriedly handed over the fire. Brother Biao lowered his head slightly and took a puff of cigarette, "Maybe the knife is rusty, I didn't cut it down at that time, maybe five or six knives." ā€

Ling Xiaojun's lower eyelids shrank slightly.

"Want to kill me? I know you can fight, but can you beat so many people alone? Brother Biao lowered his head and took a cigarette in his mouth, and slowly raised his eyebrows, "Why don't I give you a chance." ā€

Brother Biao spat out a cloud of smoke at Ling Xiaojun, "If you can single-handedly challenge me, I'll let you take your friend away." ā€

Knowing that Ling Xiaojun can fight and he is obviously in an advantage, he still has to propose a heads-up, this Brother Biao is indeed good at martial arts.

"Okay." Ling Xiaojun didn't refuse, he didn't believe Brother Biao's words, and whether he took Hao Ren away or not was not up to Brother Biao. He was still a little worried about making a move before, and Brother Biao ran away by himself when the younger brother resisted, but now that Brother Biao proposed a heads-up, of course he Ling Xiaojun accepted.

"Y'all get out of the way." Brother Biao threw the cigarette on the ground, and the people around him immediately dispersed, making way for Ling Xiaojun and Brother Biao.

Brother Biao took off his blazer, revealing his muscular upper body, and his feet slid on the ground.

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one, and Ling Xiaojun knew that this guy was definitely professional-level as soon as he saw Brother Biao's pace.

"Boy, since I lost to the black dragon last time, I have lived in seclusion for three years, and I have been practicing martial arts every day, count you lucky, Uncle Ben just had a comprehension, and you appeared, just to practice for this master." Brother Biao relied on his brisk and flexible pace to approach Ling Xiaojun. "Although it is said that the black dragon's martial arts have surpassed the limits of human beings, but now I am by no means worse than him, I hope you can hold on for a while, otherwise it will be too boring."

Before he finished speaking, Brother Biao made a straight punch in his left hand, this punch was extremely fast, and hit Ling Xiaojun's eye socket, Ling Xiaojun's head flashed to the side to avoid this blow, but immediately after, Brother Biao's right fist was already hitting in the direction of Ling Xiaojun's dodge.

Punches are a very powerful means of attack in fighting techniques, often sudden, and powerful, and in fighting matches, once a fighter is hit by a punch with a backhand, there is a high chance of being knocked out.

Ling Xiaojun snorted coldly, this guy seems to be indeed experienced in actual combat, the feint attack of the left hand is very real, ordinary people must choose to dodge, but the real killing move is the lethal backhand heavy punch, this backhand heavy punch is extremely fast, since it is Brother Biao preparing for a blow, the strength will never be light.

The surrounding White Tiger Gang raised their machetes in their hands and cheered for Brother Biao.

"Master!" Hao Ren's eyes were fixed on Ling Xiaojun, nervous and almost short of breath.

In the face of such a powerful blow, Ling Xiaojun didn't dodge, and looked at Brother Biao with a cold gaze, "You are still far from the limit of human beings." ā€

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from the inside of his right elbow joint, Brother Biao's fist suddenly lost its strength, he looked down and saw that Ling Xiaojun was making a knife with his hand, cutting into the softest position on the inside of his elbow joint. Brother Biao's surging strength was suddenly like a stream of water that had been intercepted, and he suddenly lost his stamina.

Brother Biao's eyes widened, "Jeet Kune Do?!" ā€

Ling Xiaojun didn't speak, and grabbed Brother Biao's wrist in front of him with his right hand.

When Brother Biao saw this scene, he was shocked, this action was not exactly the move that Ling Xiaojun used to break the scar. Thinking of this, Brother Biao's heart was furious, this guy actually wanted to use the tricks to deal with the little minions against him, he was Brother Biao.

"Look for death!" Brother Biao shouted angrily and wanted to withdraw his arm, but Ling Xiaojun's hand was like a plier, firmly locking Brother Biao's wrist.

"Brother Biao, since you cut off my brother's hand, then leave this hand of yours behind." Ling Xiaojun looked at Brother Biao coldly.

A trace of fear flashed in Brother Biao's eyes, the only one who could firmly restrain his fist like this was the black dragon, and that was three years ago, and now he was even stronger, but Ling Xiaojun actually restrained him with one move.

Brother Biao is indeed not a scar, his strongest strength is not his hands, but his legs.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Brother Biao held down Ling Xiaojun's wrist with his left hand to prevent him from having a chance to break his wrist, and at the same time, his right leg was accumulated, and with a low sweep, it swept towards Ling Xiaojun's calf bone.

The low kick is not to sweep the legs, but to maintain a standing posture, diagonally kick the opponent's calf, the emphasis is on fast speed, strong explosiveness, plus the distance between the two warring parties is very close, you can hit the opponent's leg extremely quickly, it is difficult to defend, Brother Biao used ten percent force, this is his most confident right leg, thousands of times of practice, he doesn't know how many trees he kicked and broken, he has the confidence to kick Ling Xiaojun's leg bone.

Ling Xiaojun also moved, it was also a low kick, and it was faster and more powerful, and the latter came first, kicking Brother Biao's left support leg.

Click, bang, Brother Biao's left calf was broken.

The supporting leg couldn't support it, Brother Biao's low sweep naturally collapsed, and at the same time, his body was short, if Ling Xiaojun hadn't grabbed his wrist tightly, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Ahh Brother Biao endured the severe pain and looked at Ling Xiaojun in horror, "You, how can you be so strong!" ā€

It wasn't Ling Xiaojun who answered him, but the sound of his wrist bones clicking and breaking.

"Ahh Brother Biao looked at Ling Xiaojun with a painful face, "You! Until this time, Brother Biao's face was gone, "What the fuck are you still watching!" Hack him to death! ā€

Ling Xiaojun sneered, this person just said that he could take Hao Ren away if he won the battle, and he really couldn't believe it.

Now Brother Biao is sweating profusely in pain and can only support it with one leg, but Ling Xiaojun doesn't let go. "Cutting off one of my brother's hands, it's not enough for you to accompany one."

After speaking, Ling Xiaojun grabbed Brother Biao's left hand with his other hand, "Remember, my friend Ling Xiaojun, you can't touch it!" ā€

Click, Brother Biao's left hand is broken.

"Ahh Brother Biao screamed, "Bai Chiqing, show it back to Lao Tzu!" Not yet? ā€

Bai Chiqing woke up from shock at this time, "Brothers, give Lao Tzu, there are so many people, I don't believe that you can't kill him!" Bai Chiqing hated Ling Xiaojun to the core, and finally invited Brother Biao, but he was cut off three limbs in just two minutes.

Brother Biao is a legend who is many times stronger than Scar, but in front of Ling Xiaojun, there is no difference at all.

"Hack him to death! Don't let Lao Tzu see a whole piece of meat for a while. "Bai Chiqing is really anxious.

However, although Brother Biao was defeated, it was all because he was too arrogant, he Bai Chiqing still had hundreds of subordinates, if there were not enough brothers here, he could call it again, today he vowed to kill Ling Xiaojun alive.