"Han Jun......" Fujiwara Sakuyuki didn't dare to make trouble, covering her mouth and not daring to scream too loudly, her eyes were full of worry.

Seeing that Shota Yagi rushed up and was about to step on Han Lan's head, Han Lan rolled and dodged, gritted his teeth and raised his legs to kick him away, and then got up again.

"Hiss......"

The calf hurt a lot, Han Lan kneaded it indiscriminately to eliminate some bruises, and tried to move again, but he could only barely stand firm.

On the other side, Shota Yagi had regained his stability, wiping a handful of nosebleeds on his face that had not stopped, and his face was very hideous. The two glanced at each other, and without saying a word, they slammed their fists at each other again.

The referee next to him remembered that when the time came, he hurriedly shouted to stop.

But the two didn't like him at all, and the fast fists frantically beckoned to each other.

"Stop! Stop! F**k！ Time's up! The referee came up scolding, but he didn't dare to get too close, for fear of being injured by mistake.

Han Lan grabbed Shota Yagi's fist, and the "click" of the anti-joint grappling held him down, but Shota Yagi skillfully got out with a counter-grapple, and in turn grabbed Han Lan and took an over-the-shoulder fall.

Han Lan punched him on the waist, interrupting his strength and preventing him from throwing himself over his shoulder.

Shota Yagi threw a backhand punch in Han Lan's face, and Han Lan raised his leg and kicked him indiscriminately, kicking him over with his injuries.

The head regained some of his energy a little, and he pounced on it directly.

"Get people out of the way! There is a timeout at halftime! He fouled! Under the ring, Assistant Ishida saw that the referee was useless, and hurriedly urged the other staff on the scene to go up.

Four or five strong men went up together to separate the two.

The referee angrily pointed to the two men's noses and gave them a warning before letting them go down to rest.

The two refused to leave, glared at each other viciously, and finally were dragged down by the people they brought with them.

This isn't a fight anymore!

It's just a dry fight!

The referee also had a headache for these two people, and he couldn't send them all off the field, so he could only go back to the referee's bench with a scolding.

……

……

"Han Lan."

Xia Ningxuan and a group of people gathered around Han Lan with distressed faces, wiping sweat and handing water.

Tan Lun directly squatted down and rolled up Han Lan's trouser legs, only to see a puddle of bruises on his calves that were terrifyingly dark. The skin was also scratched, and blood was oozing outside.

"I didn't hurt my bones, I held back." Tan Lun reminded.

"Hmm." Han Lan stopped drinking water, gritted his teeth, and let him help him massage to dissolve the blood on it.

Tan Lun's hands are very strong, this massage is uncomfortable and painful.

But the effect is still very good, after all, there is real kung fu, not the kind of little girl who dares to work after three days of training on the street.

"This dog thing, don't let Lao Tzu seize the opportunity to accumulate strength, otherwise you will have to kick his head!" Han Lan gritted her teeth in pain.

He's not bragging, he can really do it!

As long as he is able to accumulate his strength, let alone a human skull, the iron pillar can kick out a footprint!

But it was obviously impossible for him to be so charged in the ring.

"I see that this little devil's moves are a bit of a shadow of Southern Boxing, so be careful yourself." Tan Lun reminded again.

"Well, I can see it."

Karate does have some moves that are very similar to Nanquan, but Shota Yagi's moves are obviously much more positive, and it is estimated that he has also learned Nanquan.

You don't need to go to Shaolin to learn this thing, as long as you have the heart to look for it overseas, you can always find so many authentic heirs.

It is said that Huaguo Kung Fu is overseas, and it is really fucking not unreasonable.

……

……

"Yagi, don't fight, why do you have to fight Han Jun?"

"It's noisy!" Shota Yagi roared, and the people next to him hurriedly pulled Fujiwara Sakurayuki away.

Fujiwara Sakurayuki said angrily: "Yagi! What are you doing! No matter how much you like boxing, you can't use this way to compete with Han Jun in the ring! Do you know what those four words mean to Chinese people? ”

"Fujiwara-san, Yagi-san is for ......"

"Ishida!" Shota Yagi roared, and Assistant Ishida didn't dare to continue, silently stopping Fujiwara Sakurayuki.

"Take that scroll down!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki shouted at Shota Yagi.

Shota Yagi wiped the nosebleed and ignored her at all.

"I told you to take that scroll down! Facing the camera, apologize to Han Jun! Apologize to the Chinese people!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki yelled as he pointed to the camera that came over to follow him.

She speaks JP, but there is a wild translator in the live broadcast room to help translate.

"Fujiwara! This is a man's business, women don't point fingers! Get back in! Shota Yagi said angrily.

"Why? Yagi! I order you as the eldest lady of the Fujiwara family! Take that scroll down and go and apologize to Han Jun and the Chinese people!"

Yagi Shota stood up suddenly, and the people next to him hurriedly stopped him, for fear that he would beat Fujiwara Sakurayuki on impulse.

"Fujiwara, I'm from the Yagi family, you can't order me! Even if Uncle Fujiwara comes here today, I'm going to fight this ring! There are no men in the Fujiwara family, but we in the Yagi family do! ”

"Are you an idiot? You tell me what's the point of this fight? ”

Shota Yagi looked into her eyes, turned his head and didn't answer, sat down again with his chest rising and falling, and said coldly: "Get out, don't affect my game anymore!" ”

Fujiwara Sakurayuki cried and ran to find Han Lan.

Looking at Fujiwara Sakurayuki, who was crying and constantly apologizing, Han Lan also had a headache.

"Miss Fujiwara, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't interfere!"

"Han Jun, and everyone, I'm really sorry...... Woowoo, sorry ......"

Han Lan waved her hand helplessly, and Fang Qiaorui pulled her to the side to relieve her emotions.

……

A group of melon-eating netizens in the live broadcast room of the cat fight can be regarded as enjoyable today.

Not only watched a martial arts drama, but also a literary drama!

"Miss Fujiwara is too good, isn't it, then Yagi Kujo's is not a person!"

"Don't admit your mistakes, this is the JP people!"

"The words MD are still hanging there, it's really unpleasant."

"It's useless for the young lady to apologize for him, this little devil doesn't admit his mistakes, so he will beat him until he admits his mistakes!"

"Come on, old black!"

"But this little devil is a bit powerful, can Lao Hei win the fight?"

"Absolutely! Come on, old black! ”

"Come on, husband! We always have your back! ”

"What's that? Typo huh? Why does Lao Hei still have female fans? ”

"How do you know that the one who calls her husband is a female fan?"

“……”

Just as the barrage was flying, the second ring began.

Han Lan got up and moved her calves, and with Tan Lun's help to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, she felt much better than just now, and finally wiped the sweat on her face and walked towards the ring.

Shota Yagi also rested and returned to the ring in a bloodstained martial arts suit.