Chapter Seventy-Five: Flying Dragons Ride Face, Tell Me How to Lose?

"Barho is playing well! I'll have to pay him a bonus when I go back! Brother Meng excitedly drank the whiskey in the glass, and pointed at the tired Lin Jian on the screen, he decided that the effect of the forbidden drugs Lin Jian had subsided, and although the game process would be longer than the script had arranged, the ending was back in his control.

"Brother Dong, you bet on Lin Jian, but you made a big mistake." Brother Mang was proud, but he didn't forget to taunt his rival Brother Dong, but Brother Dong still had that calm appearance with a smile on his face, and he didn't think that Lin Jian, who was reinforced and iron-clad, would really lose.

However, Lin Jian's decline was even more obvious in the seventh challenger.

The seventh challenger is Sanchez, a Jiu-Jitsu master from Brazil, who wears a Japanese-style robe, a black belt, and a little oriental elegance and composure in his gestures.

Born out of Fuso Judo, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is not resting on its laurels, absorbing various types of fighting techniques over the years, forming a fighting style that combines rigidity and softness, and is very famous in the field of mixed martial arts, especially popular in Europe and the United States.

Sanchez, who is nearly 30 years old, has repeatedly achieved great results in mixed martial arts competitions in Europe and the United States, but as a "professional sport", it has always been the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the front waves dying on the beach.

However, the economic development of Latin America is not high, and even black boxing can't make much money, so under the recommendation of the vast number of agents, Sanchez went to Xiangjiang Port to pan for gold, and then came to Ping'an City, where he was trained by Brother Meng as the main fighter in the future.

Originally, Sanchez was still frightened by Lin Jian's magical performance and was ready to dope, but Balhoyin's tenacious battle ripped off the terrifying tiger skin that Lin Jian wore on his body, and now, the other five challengers are envious of Sanchez's good luck and just happened to be able to go on the field to grab people's heads.

Without Manager He's urging, Sanchez almost took over the stage with Balhoyin's front and back feet, not giving Lin Jian a chance to breathe at all.

"Hmph, this group of ghosts who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, even if they fight hard with real fists and feet, Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!" Lin Jian snorted disdainfully, clapped his fists as if demonstratively, and waited solemnly.

As soon as the bell rang, Sanchez was like a wild dog rushing to eat, bending down and striding over, trying to use his thigh grappling to directly drag Lin Jian into the ground to sleep skills, and when the time comes, the joint skills and strangulation skills that Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is good at can be used to the fullest.

Lin Jian's combat style is a sanda type that focuses on striking skills, with Bal Hoyin's lesson, where does he dare to entangle with the other party and fight for consumption? He constantly used sideways to dodge the opponent's tackles, and from time to time he made a few restrictive side kicks and horizontal kicks, but Sanchez's vital points were guarded relatively tightly, and the damage effect was not great.

Sanchez saw that Lin Jian seemed to have enough strength to fight, and he quickly responded. The eclectic advantages of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu are shown here, and Sanchez is no stranger to punching and kicking, so he also chased Lin Jian to fight for punches and kicks.

Lin Jian kicked and swept his legs sideways, and Sanchez responded with a straight punch after a hard kick; Sanchez hooked and slapped his face, and after Lin Jian raised his hand to parry, it was a cross counterattack punch, and the two sides went back and forth, punching to the flesh, and the move was bloody, at first glance, it looked like two sanda players with similar styles were fighting.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Lin Jianqiang endured the pain from the bruises on his body, took a poke from Sanchez, and took advantage of the situation to use a move to triple his legs, hitting Sanchez's left ribs hard!

"Got it!" Lin Jian was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't notice the hint of a wicked smile on the corner of Sanchez's mouth.

If it is placed on Lin Jian, who is at the peak of his physical fitness, the serial three legs born from traditional martial arts just now can indeed be regarded as a killer move, Lin Jian's ruthless move of hitting the same part three times in a row, I don't know how many opponents' ribs have been kicked and broken, and the direct heart shock is serious.

It's just that due to being parasitized by Hu Sanshun, Lin Jian's physical function has declined sharply due to aging, coupled with being tired and hungry, and his hands and feet are even weaker, which caused Sanchez to suffer after this move, the pain was painful, but he did not lose his combat effectiveness, but took the opportunity to grab Lin Jian's leg, twisted his arm, and directly knocked Lin Jian down!

Sanchez also fell to the ground, his legs crossed Lin Jian's single leg, his heels against Lin Jian's chest and abdomen, his armpits clamped the top of his feet, his elbows and wrists pinned his heels, and his hands locked Lin Jian's ankles. Immediately after, Sanchez stood up like a fish in a pan of oil, and twisted his elbow frantically, tearing Lin Jian's ankle ligaments.

The scientific name of this joint technique is "teaching bad locks".

Ping'an City is a small place after all, although Lin Jian relied on his talent and won eighty-eight consecutive victories, but there are not many really strong opponents, he has encountered few fighting styles, and he lacks understanding of the joint skills of jiu-jitsu, which can make Sanchez a success.

"Ahh

The sharp pain caused by the torn ligament made Lin Jian's face flush, and he struggled to let out a painful wail from his throat, if this was a regular game, the referee should have counted the seconds at this time, but the black market boxing did not count the seconds, and the loser either surrendered or lay down.

"Hahaha!"

Although the surveillance camera does not have its own audio, but Brother Mang seemed to hear Lin Jian's "pleasant" wail through a big screen, he glanced at Brother Dong, whose face was pale, and patted his thigh and laughed proudly: "Lin Jian, Lin Jian, do you think you can escape by taking medicine?" My Brother Mang wants you to die in the third watch, and no one can keep you until the fifth watch! ”

Seeing that Brother Dong's eyelids jumped with anger, Brother Mang smiled and took the betting statistics report sent by the younger brother, turned a few pages, and pretended to laugh again: "Lin Jian, this kid worked hard to break through to the seventh level...... Although the process is a little tortuous, the result is still similar to my script? Hey, it's a pity, if this kid can help a little bit, after two more levels, I can earn millions more...... That's it, the acting is too fake, how can there be gamblers willing to patronize it in the future? ”

Brother Mang saw that he was about to monopolize the underground boxing market in Ping'an City and reach the pinnacle of his life, and his words became arrogant, he patted Brother Dong, who was speechless, on the shoulder, and sarcastically said: "Oh, by the way, Brother Dong, I will ask my younger brother to get you a platinum membership card with no annual fee in the future, if you are interested in watching boxing matches in the future, just come, brother, I will definitely sweep the couch and welcome ......"

"Hmph, it's not necessarily a win or a defeat!" Brother Dong stared at Lin Jian, who was struggling the screen, and his heart was even more entangled, wondering if he was colluded by Brother Meng and Lin Jian to be trapped?

"Sanshun! Sanshun! I can't lose, losing is a dead end! Didn't you say that we are a symbiosis of honor and disgrace? I'm dead...... You can't live alone! ”

"Those who achieve great things are not informal, Cao Cao also killed Lu Bohao by mistake, the small life of a black-hearted foreman is comparable to our plan to completely eliminate the goblins?"

"Didn't you say that you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot? I promise, as long as I survive this hurdle, I will be a chivalrous hero, punish evil and promote good! ”

"Sanshun, don't vomit, don't do the stupid thing that the relatives and enemies are happy! If you and I die here, we will be proud of that hurtful Brother Mang! If he continues to grow bigger, I don't know how many fighters like me will be killed! ”

Lin Jian was so painful that the green tendons on his forehead were about to burst, and his only hope now was to move Hu Sanshun to put down the mustard and re-endow him with the magic power of steel and iron bones.

I don't know which of Lin Jian's words persuaded Hu Sanshun, in short, with a low murmur like steel twisting, Sanchez suddenly felt that the touch of Lin Jian's body was wrong, and he clamped it as if it was not a long leg of flesh and blood, but a building steel bar that had been tempered for thousands of years.

The ankle joint, which was almost dislocated by Sanchez, also seemed to be welded to death, and it didn't move at all, and Sanchez used all his abilities to make Lin Jian let out a cry of pain.

"Hehe, ghost, what are you still holding grandpa's legs? Are you going to play with your legs? ”

Lin Jian smiled and kicked his feet, kicked his chest and stepped on his back, Sanchez felt that he was smashed by two iron hammers, his breath was stagnant, and then he coughed up a few mouthfuls of dark red blood, and the sharp pain from the vertebrae and sternum made him lose his ability to resist in an instant, and the whole person fell to the ground as if he was paralyzed, leaving only two eyes staring at Lin Jian, who was about to make up for a few feet, and was inexplicably frightened.

"I'll you!" Brother Meng slapped himself in the face, leaving a hot red palm print, this sudden battle situation turned him at a loss, seeing that Lin Jian, who was bound to lose, was really milked by a few mouthfuls of his "poisoned milk"!

"Hahaha, 'Hungry Wolf' Lin Nugran is tenacious and tenacious like a wolf, Brother Mang, didn't you say that you hope Lin Jian will win a few more games? As you wish, he won again! ”

The ups and downs of life are really exciting, Rao is the Dong brother who has always shown people with the image of a smiling tiger, and he is also emotionally agitated at this time, and he can't help but laugh heartily.

"Humph! It's just a flashback...... Plus this brain-dead Brazilian guy is just relaxed! Brother Mang was angry, but his confidence was still very strong, he hadn't realized that Lin Jian's first four games had come back, he swore and shouted: "Look at his vain steps, his physical strength has run out of oil, and I still have five fierce generals waiting to play, you tell me how to lose this gamble?" ”

Brother Dong replied twice, but he was complaining in his heart: "Lin Jian, this kid is really naughty, he actually deliberately showed weakness twice, gave Brother Meng a little hope of turning the tables, and then snuffed out this hope with his own hands...... Lin Jian is invulnerable, tell me how to lose this gamble? Hahaha......"