Grabbing Samango's fist, cutting his ribs with one palm, kicking his right hand and twisting it at his feet, Samango spun around 360 degrees in the air and then slapped the flat sand and falling geese on the ground.

Sideways concession, half-turned spin kick hit the run-up and kicked Mastsevsky in the chest, Mashevsky rushed down with his head and fell.

After connecting and taking down these two opponents, Zhuo Yang began to fight throughout the court, and where there was a war, he rushed to it. The best way to end a war is to end a war. Wherever he went, the fighting would cease there, for wherever he passed, the opponents of the Madiburgs would be forced to lie down.

Hrunak, who was twisting with Khedira on the ground, was grabbed by Zhuo Yang's wrist and stood up straight, and then was dragged involuntarily to follow and run, stumbling but running faster and faster, until they came to Ramirev, who was playing Dapeng for the mad dog Rand, Hrunak was held by Zhuo Yang and thrown out.

Gekai Ramirev's double wind pierced his ears, Zhuo Yang whipped his high whip leg in his face, Ramirev fell headlong, his face did not have time to stick to the grass, and he was hit in the chest by the instep of his foot and ran out three rolls.

Thunder and lightning with the magic pen, fish and dragon fall on the color note. Zhuo Yang is like a dancer, dancing in the chaotic and muddy world, only to see the dance back to the wind, but there is nowhere to go.

Knocked down Mashinsky with a leg amputation, knocked Jezeazik to his knees on the ground and retched, and then turned around and smashed Mashinsky twice with his hanging leg, as fast as the wind.

Zhuo Yang enjoyed the moment, he was not fighting in a group at all, but he was gaining insight into the movements and emotions of the Legias, Zhuo Yang could feel their imminent punches, kicks and flight rout, and he could feel their anger, fear, and crying.

There is nothing more chaotic in the world than the scene of the group fight, the so-called indiscriminate punching to kill the master, any master who is deeply involved in it has become a shrew to bite, Xiao Shuxuan's Huang Lao Evil who dares to come in will be scratched into a face. Zhuo Yang had fought a lot of group fights before, and he didn't roll around like this, and even if he could win in the end, he was not much more decent than the loser.

But Zhuo Yang can't say that he is walking leisurely in the crowd at this time, it is also very easy, his hands, legs, and various movements secretly combine a kind of rhythm, and even the opponent's successive moves have become part of this rhythm.

The musical fantasy that is hard to find on the court has reappeared in the scene of today's group fight.

The body is the foundation, and the soul is the root. The touch of the soul during the New Year's concert not only sublimates the spiritual level, but also leads to a breakthrough in physical functions. Zhuo Yang has completed a double breakthrough in music and football, and this moment naturally entered the musical conception.

However, at this time, what sounded in his mind was not those famous masters, but the fragments of music that he played at will when he felt it, which were some gurgling streams that were sometimes cheerful, and sometimes difficult to give up like butterflies and flowers; Sometimes my thoughts are as tired as sorrow, and sometimes I am moved when I hear the fishing song; Sometimes fireworks dance in the starry sky, and sometimes there is a hint of ambiguity in the fog.

Zhuo Yang touched the threshold of music creation!

It's amazing, when people all over the world fight in groups, they all think of overturning each other's eighteenth generation ancestors, and only Zhuo Yang is carefully smacking the white snow of music......

didn't bother to see the moves, Zhuo Yang half-squinted his eyes and walked around the field, as long as it was a green, white and red variegated jersey, he would make a move to put it down. or freehand, or grabbing, or Wing Chun, or Xingyi. There is no ruthlessness under the moves, as long as you knock it down, if you are angry and get up again, then turn around and do it again. And so on, and gradually no one wanted to get up.

I'm not fucking stupid, I'm going to be beaten when I get up, whoever gets up is stupid!

Gradually, the venue fell silent, and gradually, only Zhuo Yang was dancing around. His teammates began to stutter as he performed, and Legia Warsaw coach Koopinski, who was pulled off a large handful of hair by Klopp, forgot to fight back and looked at Zhuo Yang from afar with his mouth open.

Everyone in the entire training base froze in place, leaving only Zhuo Yang, who was very busy, and the Legia people who were put down one after another. This scene is too shocking, the players in Madiburg have heard that the captain is very capable of playing, but few people have seen how good he can play, and only three teammates who have seen him beat Duke back then are Rand.

The Legia of Warsaw were all terrified, they thought that their wrestler, Baltchak, was a master of fighting, and he had single-handedly beaten four Polish gangsters who had drunk and molested his women, but today he didn't even touch the side in front of the captain of Madiburg, as if he were a dough.

Fuck, it's a Chinese, Bruce Lee and Chinese-KungFu! Are we stupid?

Madiburg people thought: I've heard of it, I haven't seen it, it turns out that our captain is really a fierce man who can fight dozens of people.

Hassan Midoxin said: Milo Cheng doesn't deceive me, Zhuo Yang really wants to beat me, let me be one-handed, I'm not a person!

Especially the teenagers and children of the echelon, this situation has left an indelible mark on their minds, no matter where they go in adulthood, Zhuo Yang always stands like a god in their hearts, including the teenagers in Legia.

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Zhuo Yang played more and more freely, more and more happy, he couldn't remember how many opponents he had knocked down, as long as he saw the opponent's jersey in front of him, he put it down, the difference was nothing more than standing still and not fighting back.

With my current skills, I guess it's not worse than that animal in Jiushan! In the sound of music, Zhuo Yang's self-congratulatory thoughts wandered.

Somewhere in China, 8,000 kilometers away, Jiushan covered the nose of the rubber mechanism dummy with one hand, and was about to twist his neck with the other hand...... 'Ahhhh - 'The sudden sneeze caught him off guard, and he almost missed. Holy shit, which animal is this talking about me?

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Hey, why is there no one? Just as he was playing comfortably, Zhuo Yang suddenly found that there was no green, white and red jersey around him, and then took a closer look - except for a few two, all the Legias were lying on the ground, and all of his own Madiburg people were standing up like wax figures, looking at him in a daze.

Legia coach Koechinski, who was standing in the distance, raised his hands in surrender, and Legia defender Di Mariraz looked at Zhuo Yang in horror, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Zhuo Yang came out of the musical fantasy, there was no way, he couldn't fight. Not to mention that no one dared to fight back, and no one dared to get up again when they lay down.

Zhuo Yang is very proud, even prouder than scoring a hat-trick in the final. The fight can't be fought, and the opponent has already been lost, so let's put it on a good show.

An angry shout: "Bah! Who else? Who the is there——? ”

"Who else is not convinced? I'm waiting! When Coach Kopcinski heard this, he immediately lay on the ground automatically, not intending to ask for it at all.

Zhuo Yang nodded with satisfaction: "Whoever dares to do it again, I won't be polite, Lao Tzu broke his dog's leg!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar of "Ahhh