"Come on, I'll use two tricks." Yan Murong stretched out two fingers and shook them, and said to the Thai boxing champion who had been impatient for a long time.

This kid is too girly, there is so much nonsense, if I had started earlier, I'm afraid I would have put him down a long time ago.

Ba Song shouted, his body suddenly moved, and at the same time, a kick kicked Yan Murong's head.

"The movements are too slow, the legs are raised too high, and the flaws are too big." Yan Murong flashed sideways as he spoke, in the eyes of others, the speed of Ba Song's kick was fast enough, but Yan Murong's speed was faster, and when the bandaged foot was about to kick his delicate face, Yan Murong was like a master in a martial arts novel, and he didn't see him raise his foot clearly, and the person had already flashed to the other side.

Ba Song missed the blow, shouted again, turned around after landing on the ground, and smashed his elbow into Yan Murong's temple.

"Ahh

Some of the timid women in the audience were already screaming in fright.

Ba Song's speed is very fast, combined with the kick just now and the turn on the spot after a miss, the action is smooth and there is no half-point stagnation.

"Dare to attack with your back to others, idiot." Yan Murong said again, his body was short, then he turned sideways, and then flashed to the side.

Ba Song didn't touch Yan Murong with two blows, and his heart suddenly became irritable, and his movements became faster.

Straight punches, hooks, side kicks, knee punches, fast movements, emphasis on ferocity, every punch and every kick directly hit Yan Murong's vital point. And Yan Murong, his figure was as fast as a rabbit jumping around the field to dodge, and he didn't fight back.

This disappointed the group of people below - listening to what he said, and gambling so much, he should have some real skills, right? As a result, the whole field was hiding and hiding. It's a good way to escape.

Ba Song was even more angry and wanted to scold his mother - you can hide, but what are you muttering in your mouth? Bullying yourself for not knowing Huaxia is it?

That's right, Yan Murong was talking—while hiding, he pointed out the shortcomings in every move of Ba Song like a teacher. What movements are too slow, leg raises, side kicks unsteady and so on.

"Coward." Ba Song looked at Yan Murong on the other side angrily, and said in Huaxia that was not very fluent.

"If that's all you have, then I don't need to play with you - the word boxing king is really worthless." After speaking, Yan Murong moved-fast, Yan Murong's speed was very fast, everyone only saw a shadow flash, Yan Murong had already left his original position, and in the next second, he appeared in front of Ba Song.

Yan Murong turned into a claw with one hand, and grabbed Ba Song's chest with a single move of the black tiger's heart. Ba Song was also surprised by Yan Murong is speed, but the experience accumulated from long-term fighting made him instinctively block his arms to his chest.

Yan Murong's move was blocked by Ba Song, but Ba Song was shocked, this man was like this, and this grasp actually made his arms a little paralyzed.

Before he had time to think about it, Ba Song superimposed his palms and blocked it downward-because, Yan Murong's next move was the legendary Jedi Teasing Yin Legs, which could also be called cutting off the feet of his sons and grandchildren.

The strength in his hands is so great, not to mention the strength in his legs, Ba Songzhi felt that after blocking Yan Murong's kick, his hands were a little numb, and his palms were also red and swollen.

Without giving Ba Song any chance, Yan Murong's figure flashed again, another move to dig out the heart of the black tiger, and then another move to cut off the feet of the grandson.

The people in the audience looked at Yan Murong, who was still flashing just now, and now he was so fierce, he forced the Thai boxing champion to parry without the power to fight back, and they all opened their eyes wide, even Su Qingwu was a little surprised, the sick seedling when he was a child, was so powerful?

Moreover, every "pop" sound also let everyone know that this power must be not small.

It's just that after everyone was surprised, they all looked at Yan Murong with contempt, and Ba Song was also angry and angry in his heart-fuck, it turns out that this bastard said that he only used two moves, not that he could defeat him with two moves, but such two moves.

The black tiger digs out his heart and cuts off his children and grandchildren's feet - these are two tricks, and this guy can force himself to fight back by using them again and again.

His speed is very fast, his strength is great, and he has underestimated his enemy, Ba Song thought angrily.

Dong Qiuhua also looked incredible. When Yan Murong asked her to translate just now, she was still surprised, and thought that this guy named Yan Shao could really defeat the Thai boxing champion in two moves, but the result - these two moves are indeed too cheap, yes, they are cheap. One move is against women, and the other is against men.

Ba Song has formed a habit, that is, after blocking the top and blocking the bottom, as long as he follows this law, he will not be hit.

"Smack"

When Ba Song subconsciously blocked his lower body with his palms, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and a pain came from his face - yes, he was slapped in the face by him.

Bastard, he didn't play his cards according to the routine, Ba Song scolded angrily in his heart, but his face was burning with pain, and there were still little stars in front of him, and the power of this slap was very great, although his eardrum was pierced, but his head was also buzzing.

Ba Song staggered backwards, his body staggering, trying his best to control his body so that he did not let himself fall. He knew that if he fell, this shameless bastard would definitely use even more shitty tricks against him, and I was afraid that at that time, he would roll on the ground and he kicked on it.

Finally controlling his body, Ba Song shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the buzzing sound and dizziness. When the dizziness had disappeared, and when he raised his head again, he suddenly found that the figure in front of him flashed, and then, and then there was a sharp pain in his lower body, and the pain instantly spread all over his body, and then, his forehead and neck were bruised, his eyes were out, but there was no sound in his mouth.

"Bang"

Ba Song looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face unwillingly, and then knelt on the ground with his hands on his crotch.

used to pee against the wind, but now that the wind is wet, he is a dignified Thai boxing champion, and he kicked the little brother and lost, if this word is spread, how will he mix it in the future?

"Wow, the legendary shrewd whirlwind palm and severed offspring's feet, awesome."

"Damn, is this a joust? This is obviously a sprinkling. ”

After Yan Murong knocked down Ba Song, the people in the audience immediately chattered and discussed. But Zheng Wuming's face changed-is he really too upright?