Seeing the drunkard, Luo Zheng felt as if there was a mountain pressing down in front of him, such a strong momentum, this has not yet shown a fighting spirit or murderous aura, just came over peacefully, the momentum is so dignified and thick, worthy of being an elite level master, under the stimulation of the spirits, Luo Zheng's blood began to boil, and the fighting spirit surged up, not to be outdone, laughed and said: "Thank you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" and began to pour it again.

At this time, Luo Zheng felt that his eyes were dark, as if a dark cloud was pressing over, and he couldn't help but be shocked, the wine bottle in his hand was gone, and when he looked at it again, the drunkard was still in the same place, but there was an extra bottle of wine in his hand, and he was pouring it into his mouth heroically, and the drinking method was the same as Luo Zheng's, and his body began to shake slowly.

Soon, the drunkard staggered towards Luo Zheng, and those who didn't know thought that the drunkard was not good, only those who were familiar with it knew that this was the drunkard's famous stunt, drunken boxing, using the strongest stunt and Luo Zheng's tricks, it can be seen that the importance of Luo Zheng is being valued, everyone is up, and even the captain of the martial arts team feels that the drunkard is making a fuss.

"Stingy." Luo Zheng smiled, looking at the drunkard's footwork with solemn eyes, feeling very confused, but no matter from which angle he attacked, he would be easily defused by the other party, his face changed slightly, and he was ready to fight, and when the drunkard was only three meters away from him, he laughed and said, "Leave me some." As he spoke, he pounced on him and snatched it.

The battle kicked off inadvertently, everyone's eyes widened, and even the captain of the martial arts team watched seriously.

Luo Zheng knew that his strength was not as good as that of drunkards, and he also knew that once these perverted masters of drunkards took the initiative, they couldn't stop it at all, so they could only attack, and they could hold on for a while if they took the initiative.

It's just that what Luo Zheng didn't expect was that the drunkard's body swayed backwards, taking root under his feet, his body and feet were almost ninety degrees, and then rotated, not only avoiding Luo Zheng's hand snatching, but also making Luo Zheng's knee that hit him miss, Luo Zheng's overt and secret moves were all empty, and the feeling of power hitting the air was extremely uncomfortable.

Luo Zheng suddenly became alert, and his vacated body suddenly twisted to the side to prevent the drunkard from sneaking attack, and when he stood firmly, he found that the drunkard was still standing in place, pouring strong wine, as if nothing had happened just now, and the motionless defuse of the attack made Luo Zheng's face more and more solemn, the battle spirit in his heart was completely boiling, and with a twist of his body, the cheetah pounced on the drunkard again, squatting suddenly, sweeping the hall's legs, and sweeping thousands of troops.

The drunkard easily defused the attack and detonated Luo Zheng's fighting spirit, and under the full attack, the fierce legs swept away the slightest air flow sound, and attacked the drunkard's feet, and the drunkard who was looking up to the sky and pouring strong alcohol lifted a kick and kicked Luo Zheng back, poof, the dull sound of the flesh impact exploded like summer thunder, which was moving.

Luo Zheng expected the drunkard's counterattack, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, so fierce and decisive, that he couldn't use his back hand, and the violent collision between the legs caused the muscles and bones to squeeze, and the pain twitched, as if the whole leg was numb, and he couldn't help but be shocked, this strength is much stronger than the snow fox, and he is really a master.

"Huh?" There was no imaginary scene of being kicked away, Luo Zheng just took two steps back to stabilize his figure, everyone around him was dazzled, and he had a clear judgment of Luo Zheng's strength, and even the captain of the martial arts team showed a look of surprise, the person who can block the drunkard's full force is enough to become an ordinary soldier king, at least in martial arts, he has the strength of an ordinary soldier king.

"Again." Luo Zheng's sneak attack was easily cracked again by the drunkard's way of lowering ten meetings, in the face of absolute strength, all skills are nothing, but Luo Zheng's fighting spirit is even stronger, he took a deep breath, and suddenly felt the hot wine in his stomach spread all over his body, the warm current in his body was sheng, and his legs didn't seem to hurt so much, he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately reacted, this medicinal wine is really a good thing, so he shouted: "Drunkard, give me another sip, and fight again after drinking." ”

"Okay, come and get it, it's too late." The drunkard said lazily, his eyes were blurred, and he looked drunk, and no one noticed that there was a trace of appreciation hidden in the drunkard's blurred eyes, and he handed the bottle to the front, and shook his body to continue drinking.

"Okay." Luo Zheng responded excitedly, kicked hard under his feet, and the powerful power was amplified by stride, and his body pounced on it like lightning, and went straight to the drunkard on the three roads, simple, direct, no showmanship, no backhand, purely a snatching look, the moves were not subtle, but the threat was greater.

The drunkard who poured wine was slightly on one side, his hand was drawn in a circle to avoid Luo Zheng's snatching, and his eyes were suddenly slightly closed into a pin-like shape, and he was shocked to find that Luo Zheng's hand moved quickly, as if the rain hit the plantain, and turned into a phantom in front of him, his face was straight, and his empty hand grabbed it like lightning, and grabbed Luo Zheng's wrist in the illusion.

At this time, Luo Zheng's hand was only five inches away from the drunkard's eyes, and he could attack his eyes between the lightning and flint, although he would not really hit hard, it was enough to touch it lightly, this dangerous drunkard did not dare to take it, and secretly exclaimed that it was dangerous, and he used his hand hard, ready to teach Luo Zheng a lesson.

Luo Zheng felt as if his wrist was clamped by a large vice, it was hot and painful, his bones seemed to be broken, he gritted his teeth and insisted, but a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and the drunkard suddenly found himself as if he was trapped in Luo Zheng's calculations, his eyes opened angrily, like the scorching sun, and his whole body erupted with a suffocating battle intent, like the god of war rolling in from nine heavens away.

The monstrous battle intent made Luo Zheng's breath stagnate, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, secretly prepared, and the short knife buckled in the palm of his hand attacked, and the drunkard who was waiting for him suddenly found a white light flashing, like a spiritual snake, in Luo Zheng is fingers danced, startled like a swimming dragon, fast as lightning, and swooped into his eyes, the finger knife appeared, and the gods were unstoppable.

The drunkard didn't expect Luo Zheng's wrist to be grabbed by himself, and he could still use such a strange move, he couldn't help but be shocked, grabbing Luo Zheng's hand must not be sent, otherwise it would only make Luo Zheng's attack sharper.

Luo Zheng was waiting for this time, the short knife in his hand ejected out like lightning, chasing the drunkard closely, like a poisonous snake ferociously hunting food, the two sides were only a few inches apart, the lightning-fast short knife sent out a palpitating attack, tearing the air, making a slight sound of air flow, the drunkard was frightened, in the end it was a fighting master, and he did not panic, but his body twisted strangely, avoiding the short knife attack.