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The audience was still indulging in Zhou Qing's counterattack just now, and was forced to be dragged by Sang Chaiming to look over.

Exclamations came one after another,

From their point of view, it can also be seen that Sang Chai Ming is crazy.

Fierce dogs are not terrible, what is terrible is mad dogs, they can't get rid of a bite bite.

Yang Mu squeezed to the edge of the ring without stopping, but whenever there was any uncontrollable situation, he had to go on stage to save people.

A hundred Sang Chai Ming will not be as important as Zhou Qing's finger, the other party wants to hurt people here, wishful thinking.

However, Sang Chai Ming in this state is unrivaled in the eyes of others. Zhou Qing doesn't think so, but if he is fearless, Sang Chaiming's way will only be full of flaws.

The conventional way of dodging was useless, Zhou Qing dodged a few times, and strode directly in the ring.

Everyone's heart is like being caught, and they can't take their eyes off it.

Bang!

A dull sound.

Zhou Qing stepped on the corner pillar of the ring, and the person was like a light feather, turning back upside down.

The incredible height, suddenly bent the knees, like thunder.

Sang Chaiming's body rushed forward too fast, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he only instinctively protected his head with his arm.

There were two loud bangs, the sound of knees and arms handing over, and the sound of Sang Chaiming being knocked to the ground.

It's hard to think about how powerful Zhou Qing is at this time, and he can knock Sang Chai Ming, who leans forward, into a backward fall..136z.> The latest and fastest update is even more unimaginable, how can Zhou Qing's weak body play with such strength.

But the audience didn't have time to reminisce about it, and then they were firmly attracted by the battle.

It was Sang Chai Ming who kicked Zhou Qing who was moving forward with a sweeping leg, and the person turned from the ground to stand in an instant, and pounced again.

The attack just now didn't seem to cause any damage to him.

Zhou Qing didn't retreat again, and crashed straight into Sang Chai Ming's arms.

When Sang Chaiming's arms were about to be collected, his body turned incredibly sideways and got out from under Sang Chaiming's arms.

This series of movements violated the common sense of the body, and when he passed by, his arm was horizontal, and Sang Chai Ming fell to the sky.

Zhou Qing threw two more punches, also hitting Sang Chai Ming's distorted nose bone.

The screams sounded again, and Zhou Qing accepted it when he saw it, and pulled away again.

He has never seen a person in his life who is stronger than Sang Chaiming's ability to resist blows, ordinary people may not be able to withstand a punch, he has received so many punches, and there is no adverse reaction.

And the nosebleed that Sang Chai Ming had just stopped was surging again, even more violent than just now.

Excessive blood loss makes it inevitable that others will become dizzy and their eyes will begin to blur. He shook his head, and there seemed to be a shadow flashing.

He swept with a mechanical fist and hit the air again.

Feints, endless feints.

When he was stunned, he was not as fast as he had reacted at the beginning, but he felt that the opponent had hit him again, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

The roars of the junior brother Daxin and others in the audience are even more like noise.

Zhou Qing ignored the pain of his fist, no matter how strong a person is, it will come from the instinct of the body's spontaneous protection, and he will lose consciousness for a short time, Sang Chai Ming is in such a state. Read the latest chapter and go online

He didn't have much strength left, and he was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity.

Even if he took the risk, others approached Sang Chai Ming and mechanically punched Sang Chai Ming in the face.

The fist seemed to be broken, but he still refused to retract it.

Bang, bang, bang, bang......

The sound of urging life, every punch falls, blood will splash out.

Kang Mingzhu couldn't help but take a few steps back, frightened, and a little regretful that he had offended Zhou Qing before......

The other students were burning hot, and their breathing was getting worse.

He was the symbol of the dojo, and his performance undoubtedly made the blood boil of everyone in the Shangwu Hall present.

Zhou Qing was occasionally hit by Sang Chai Ming's subconscious counterattack, but he had already lost nine points of strength, and in the last punch, he withdrew his unconscious fist. The machine grabbed Sang Chai Ming's waving arm.

This kind of opponent, he will not let it have a third chance.

The faint click sound sounded as Zhou Qing's body circled around Sang Chai Ming.

Sang Chai Ming, who was originally powerless, let out an earth-shattering roar.

Zhou Qing's face was expressionless, and he only tried his best to fold his soft arm in half.

Sang Chaiming's only left arm swept back, and was caught by Zhou Qing again.

Between the straps, Sang Chaiming's body fell to the ground, and Zhou Qing kicked on his left arm that was in the air with all his strength.

This time, Sang Chai Ming no longer even had the strength to scream, snorted, and passed out completely.

Marsh's patience had reached the limit, and he pulled the rope and jumped into the ring unexpectedly, bursting out of his mouth a series of Thai words, and pounced on Zhou Qing from behind.

"Be careful!"

Countless people exclaimed and reminded, but no one could be as fast as Yang Mu.

He reached out to climb the ring, stepped forward with his body, and swept the rolling gourd directly with his legs, which was running wildly.

Jiang Tiancheng and others also jumped into the ring one after another.

Before Daxin, who was fallen, could react, he was beaten in the middle by everyone.

Zhou Qing glanced at it, ignored it, and walked down.

"Call an ambulance."

With that, he went straight to the changing room.

Everywhere they went, everyone consciously got out of the way. The picture of him breaking Sang Chaiming's arms just now was still swirling in his mind......

Lu Tianlong stayed where he was, angry, and unbelievable, he angrily pointed at Zhou Qing and roared: "You unruly, completely unruly!" ”

It's a pity that this cry is similar to that of a clown.

If you want to talk about the rules, it was Sang Chaiming who stopped the referee from getting into the ring first, and it was Sang Chaiming and Daxin who took the initiative to hurt people first.

Jin Sha frowned and looked at Wang Chong: "This kind of clown doesn't blow out and still stays acting?" ”

Wang Chong quickly came back to his senses, and led people to drive Lu Tianlong and the others out of the dojo with a shout.

Jin Sha himself went to the changing room alone.

She could see that Zhou Qing was still a little unsteady walking, and it shouldn't be as easy as it seemed to win.

In the changing room, Zhou Qing didn't have the strength to change clothes at all, so he sat on the floor.

The whole right fist was blurred with flesh and blood, and what was even more serious was the kick on the side of the waist that was kicked by Sang Chaiming, and once he sat down, he didn't stand up at all.

Jin Sha glanced at the door: "Do you want to go to the hospital?" ”

Zhou Qing came back to his senses: "It's okay, I'll take a break and bandage my arm at a nearby clinic." ”

It's ridiculous, he's resistant to hearing the word hospital now.

As soon as you enter, it's not just a matter of treatment, it's an endless number of greeting calls. There is no need, he really doesn't want Wu Xiaoyan to worry about it anymore.

As he spoke, he struggled to his feet.

Jin Sha quickly stepped forward and supported her with great effort, and her clean clothes were colored by the blood and sweat on Zhou Qing's body.

These are not important, the important thing is that she saw Zhou Qing's arm on her chest by chance.

Did this kid do it intentionally or unintentionally?

But then he felt caught, and Jinsha got the answer.

Instead of panicking like an ordinary woman, she just looked down at the bloody right hand on her chest, and then grabbed his wrist and shook it off.

Zhou Qing stood unsteadily, leaning against the wall, as if nothing had happened. It was just that he felt that the unprecedented softness just now made him almost unable to feel the weakness and pain in his body.

He really didn't mean to be a hooligan, but after he accidentally touched it, he couldn't help but move......

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic. At this time, he finally realized the true meaning of this sentence.

If Jin Sha didn't resist, even if he didn't have the strength at this time, he would be able to spare his strength to continue the next thing......