Clenching his braces, Aoki stared at a relaxed Aaron as he swayed back and forth on the Octagon cage while moving his gloves.

"Ready!" Matsuyama Iwa, who acted as the referee, motioned for the two to clash fists and salute, and then stepped aside, Aoki Tsukasa moved his body a little stiffly, allowing himself to always face Aaron, trying not to show flaws.

"Let's go!"

The flaws that Aoki Tsukasa thinks are full of flaws in Aaron's eyes.

The barely moving pace exposed the center of gravity of Aoki's body, and it could be seen from the way his hands were raised, his chin was tightened, and his waist and abdomen were bent, that Aoki was ready to be beaten. In the face of such an opponent, Aaron didn't even have to prepare a huddle defense.

Ah Long laughed cruelly, didn't talk any more nonsense, jumped a few steps back and forth, and slightly lowered Aokiji's center of gravity, and suddenly swept high like a meteor, hitting Aokiji's head.

So fast!

Aoki Tsukasa resisted the urge to close his eyes, and tried to widen his eyes to see the trajectory of this high kick, but unfortunately he didn't know how to judge the opponent's power and hitting position through his knees, waist and other positions, and forced to see the consequence of Aaron's high kick was that when he realized the opponent's target, he lost the opportunity to retreat and could only carry it hard.

Fortunately, the knowledge of free fighting in his brain taught him what kind of parry best reduces the impact, and Aoki Tsukasa blocked it with his left hand in front and his body to the right at the same time, trying to reduce the damage of this high kick.

"Smack!"

It's hard to imagine that a high kick leg can make such a loud sound, almost at the moment of contact, Aoki Tsukasa felt that his left forearm and bones were in pain, but fortunately, his outstanding brain power gave him enough time to react, and he didn't let his head suffer too much damage, just a slight impact, which was offset by his movement A lot of aggression.

However, this is only Aaron's first shot.

Seeing that the high kick failed, Ah Long immediately changed the direction of his body, and his body made a ferocious forward kick with a rotating force.

Aoki had to hurriedly stop his still moving footsteps, folded his hands in front of him, and resisted the forward kick again.

"Bang!" It was a muffled sound that made the scalp tingle a little, and Aoki grinned his teeth and endured the pain and took two steps back, using the force of the impact to pull away a little distance.

Ah Long glanced at Aoki Tsukasa in surprise, only to feel that the guy in front of him was really strong, but he strode forward mercilessly, with a jab with his left hand, a straight fist, a hook fist with his right hand, a low kick from his left leg, and a low kick from his right leg, this series of attacks came towards Aoki Tsukasa like a torrential rain.

Even though Aoki's reaction speed is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his dynamic vision is terrifying, this series of attacks is not to mention seeing them all, even if he sees them, sometimes he doesn't have time to react. Even if it reacts, the body may not have time to block.

I only heard a crackling sound on the octagonal platform, and Tsukasa Aoki was crumbling when he was beaten.

A strange hook broke through Aoki's already broken hands and smashed hard into Aoki's chin.

Even if Aoki Tsukasa's body was hard, he was stunned by the punch and his eyes were blackened by the punch.

Aaron saw Aoki Tsukasa staggering backwards, and if he was not stopped by the octagonal cage iron net behind him, he was about to fall to the ground, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: Next, just grab his head and give him a Thai top knee, and then make up a heavy punch and he will almost knock out.

His rich experience allowed Aaron to accurately judge Tsukasa Aoki's state.

He stepped forward decisively and grabbed the back of Aoki's head with both hands.

"Ahhh A roar that had been suppressed from his throat for a long time made Ah Long subconsciously feel that something was wrong.

Just look at Aoki Division, who was originally staggering and barely able to stand against the octagonal cage iron net, he actually hugged Aaron's shoulders tightly, one leg was stuck behind Aaron's center of gravity leg, Aaron only felt that he was being pushed by a huge force, coupled with Aoki Division's mixed legs, he couldn't keep his center of gravity balanced, and was directly pushed to the ground by Aoki Division.

Then, Aoki Tsukasa rode on Aaron's belly, and his hands wrapped around the back of his neck, and the whole person clung to Aaron like an octopus.

Ah Long was blinded by the impact of smashing on the ground, but his rich experience made him instinctively make a move to break free, however, at this time, he realized that the strength of the opponent in front of him was amazing, and he struggled to put his arm in front of him to push Aoki Tsukasa away, but found that he couldn't squeeze a gap at all!

Aaron began to shake his body frantically, hoping to shake off the center of gravity, change from the front to the side, and resume standing, but found that Aoki Tsukasa's body controlled the center of gravity extremely stable, no matter which side he tried to break free, Aoki Tsukasa could judge in time and exert force to suppress him back.

The two of them gasped and struggled on the ground, and Matsuyama Yan's eyes, who were originally just indifferent spectators, suddenly lit up, he stepped forward, half-squatting on the ground, carefully observing the entanglement between Aoki Division and Ah Long, and keenly discovered the reason why Aoki Tsukasa was able to suppress Ah Long to the death.

It's pure fighting instinct!

It's not some kind of technology, or just power suppression! Matsuyama Iwa seemed to see a gold nugget buried in the sand, and he looked at Aoki Tsukasa with great interest as he couldn't even open his eyes, and his face was covered with blood but he gritted his teeth and locked Aaron, and smiled very excitedly.

If this kid is a little more skilled, and uses technology at this time, whether it is 'Hell Gate' or reflexively doing 'Cross Lock', he can basically successfully TKO (technical knockout) Aaron!

The more Matsuyama looked at it, the more he felt that Aoki Tsukasa looked like a treasure. Not only is he physically strong, but he also has strong motor nerves, and from the stand-up kickboxing process just now, it can be seen that his reaction speed and dynamic vision should also be outstanding. Coupled with the fact that this is purely a natural physical instinct, this is definitely a genius!

This kid is a natural martial artist!

Matsuyama glanced at the stopwatch in his hand, and it was only ten seconds away from one minute.

Ah Long didn't know what Songshan Yan was thinking at this time, he only felt like he was being pressed by a big mountain, and no matter how he struggled, he couldn't open a gap.

Finally, Aaron pushed Aoki Tsukasa away a little, but this damn bald man immediately suppressed it back, Aaron was limited by his posture, and his fists repeatedly smashed on Aoki Tsukasa, and he could only play less than two percent of his strength, he only felt that the bald man in front of him was a hooligan, how could there be such a stubborn grip and not let go, even if you use a ground technique now, give me a TKO!

Aggrieved!!

Aaron's braces are going to be bitten out.

Aoki Tsukasa gasped, and used all his strength without reservation, and the original physical strength was just an ordinary pouring out, turning into an extremely powerful suppressive force, and there was only one thought in the chaotic mind: lock him up, and when the time comes, he will win.

"Three, two, one!" Matsuyama Iwa hung the stopwatch back around his neck, patted Tsukasa Aoki on the back, and said loudly, "It's a minute, let go!" ”

Aoki Tsukasa heard Matsuyama Iwa's voice in a daze, let go of his hand, and lay down on the floor with a weak body.

The face is sticky and thick.

Aoki Tsukasa reached out and touched it, and his eyes were blood-red.

Before the chaotic head was much clear, a big hand pulled Aoki Tsukasa up from the floor, Aoki Tsukasa opened his eyes wide, and saw that it was Matsuyama Iwa, a muscular hunk, so he reluctantly stood up with his strength and let him sit on the edge of the octagonal cage.

After a while, Matsuyama Iwa brought a wet towel and water and wiped Aoki's face.

Tsukasa Aoki's face was washed with cold water, and it suddenly became much clearer.

"Am I passing? Intermediate sparring partner? Aoki Tsukasa wanted to grin, but found that the side of his mouth was swollen and painful, and nine times out of ten he also became a pig's head at this time, and he touched it a little unpleasantly, only touching the lump, and gasping in pain.

The corners of Songshan Yan's mouth were raised, and a very satisfied smile appeared on his fierce face: "Not bad, you kid." ”

"That's good."

Ah Long looked at these two bald macho men on the side with a GAY look, thinking that he was being pressed by a beginner and couldn't move, and slammed his fist to the floor in annoyance: "Grass! ”