The cabin is not a hotel, and even if it is furnished very comfortably, the space is still relatively small.

Half of the one-meter-five bed is taken up, and there is a bathroom, so there is not much space in the room.

The whole area is only three or four square meters, and beyond that there is a table and a round window.

When Tang Yi spoke, his body was leaning against the table.

Stepping forward, the ghost hand did come in.

There is no way, he is tall and has to keep his head down when he walks into the hatch that is only 1.8 meters.

scolded angrily, he grew up fighting, relying on instinct and ruthlessness.

Rounded his fist and smashed it towards Tang Yi, over the years in the Hell Boxing Gym, he was a generation of heroes.

With his natural physical strength and ruthlessness from childhood to adulthood, the audience said that the ghost hand is a person with the power of a beast.

Face to face with him, there is a fear of looking at the beast.

It's a pity that this guy chose the wrong venue, and even more so the wrong opponent.

He is tall and has long arms, but in this small space, he can't move freely.

So when his fist came to Tang Yi, Tang Yi had already flashed and drilled through the gap he left.

Like a loach, it is a head shorter than a ghost hand two meters away.

Tang Yi's movement speed was completely unimaginable to the ghost hand.

He drilled when he saw a crack, constantly dodging the other party's big opening and closing in a small space.

This kind of thing may be a threat in the ring, but in the cabin, he has no use for it.

In a flash, Tang Yi's fist also kept hitting the ghost hand's body.

Although it is not heavy, it is not in a hurry, and the interception technique is not something he can understand.

After being punched more than ten times in a row, the ghost hand didn't feel anything.

The pain of this fist hitting the flesh is not as pleasant as the training.

"With your strength, it's worth 10 million, and the baron also has a time to lose his eyes!"

kicked at Tang Yi, and the ghost hand scolded indignantly.

The Baron is notoriously good for his eyesight, and many seed fighters were not favored before.

Including him, a street gangster, was also created by the baron.

But he didn't want this time, he chose Tang Yi, and it was such a failure.

"Really? It seems that you still don't know a lot about Chinese kung fu. ”

He turned his body to avoid the other party's foot, and said with an evil smile.

"Flower fist embroidered legs, there is no actual combat ability, only boxing is the strongest fight!"

An uppercut and two straight punches hit Tang Yi again.

Hell Boxing Gym brings together all kinds of boxing techniques from all over the world, and he naturally knows something about Chinese martial arts.

It's a pity that over the years, Chinese martial arts people have rarely entered the first-class competition.

Many people's moves are gorgeous, but once they are on the field, they become Wang Baquan.

After a beating, he threw himself into the Chinese martial arts.

"Okay, it looks like you're going to make up for a lesson on Chinese martial arts today, I can help you!"

With both hands, he grabbed the left hand of the ghost hand, and at the same time raised his right foot and kicked him in the inner thigh.

The ghost hand, who has super resistance to blows, doesn't care at all, his right fist is howling, and a hook punch hits Tang Yi's temple.

It's a pity that his fist is fast, Tang Yi's movements are faster, and his right palm slaps, blocking his forearm, while his left foot is supported and his right foot is raised.

"Lie down for me!"

The right foot was raised high and kicked directly on the chin of the ghost hand.

Ghost Hand suffered a heavy blow, leaned back, and fell to the ground on his back.

"It's not very good!"

Tang Yi returned to the table again, although this kid was rude, he didn't want to cause more trouble.

Sin does not lead unto death, but it is enough to teach him a lesson.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Tang Yi said with a sneer.

"Boy, come again!"

The ghost hand lying on the ground turned over, and after getting up, he rubbed his aching chin and said.

That blow wasn't enough to immobilize him.

"It looks like you're not convinced, okay, I'll beat you today!"

Tang Yi knew that this ghost hand would not admit defeat so easily.

He had been prepared for a long time, and this time he was not dodging.

With a flick of his fists, he rushed directly towards the ghost hand.

The ghost hand finally found an opportunity, and with a wave of his fists, Tang Yi roared.

"That's it!"

Seeing the move, the two of them fought fiercely in one place.

But he didn't want to make a few moves, and the ghost hand suddenly felt dizzy.

At the same time, his breathing began to become rapid, and he was sweating profusely.

The reason why he has the nickname of Ghost Hand is that his fist speed is so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye.

But as he became dizzy and his fitness declined, he began to become weak.

On the other hand, Tang Yi's fist speed dropped more and more, and there was an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth all the time.

Under the continuous blows, the ghost hand was a little unable to move.

It was quite laborious to raise his arms, and Tang Yi's fist hit his body, as if it had penetrated his body.

The pain was unbearable, and the ghost hand was finally kicked out by Tang Yi.

Falling down the hallway, he only felt like his body was falling apart.

"What's going on!"

The ghost hand that gasped for breath naturally wouldn't understand what it meant that the meridians were sealed.

Tang Yi's seemingly weak fist before was hit on his meridians.

The meridians are clogged and blood cannot circulate.

That's why he has a sense of powerlessness in that state.

It's just that this kind of thing happened to the ghost hand, and he couldn't imagine it at all.

"Witchcraft! You know witchcraft! ”

Cold sweat flowed, and the ghost hand and nose were blue and his face was swollen and he looked at Tang Yi in the corridor.

With a frightened face, he really couldn't explain everything in front of him with other thoughts.

"If you think it's witchcraft, then even if it's okay, are you still going to carry me out?"

Rubbing his aching chest, Tang Yi said with a sneer.

Sealed his bloodline, and he felt his physical strength hard.

The strength of the six stars is matched with their new stunts.

The seven-star master also has the opportunity to give it a go, of course, the time must not be delayed.

"Don't dare! I don't dare! ”

Since he was a child, he has never been afraid of death, let alone fighting.

But in my mind, the horror of witchcraft is far more terrifying than the chopping of knives and axes.

Especially the legend that those wizards can torture people's souls, which makes him even more frightened.

"Okay, then you're convinced?"

Tang Yi thought that he still needed to beat him hard before admitting his mistake.

I can't imagine that I am so afraid of witchcraft after the mistake.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I don't dare anymore!"

The ghost hand was completely scared, of course, he would do it again in the future, but that was another story.

"Just take it, let's go, take me to your master, it looks like I should have a good talk with him!"

Grabbing the collar of the ghost hand, Tang Yi said with a sneer.

If this baron wants to provoke himself, then he will be taught a lesson.

(End of chapter)