In the office next door, Bicha already had a cold face.

He didn't expect this Fang Heng to be so difficult to do in a one-on-one situation.

The first eight games were easily won, and his plan to drain his physical strength basically failed.

Fang Heng won so easily that he didn't even sweat.

"Sugree," he said to the players who were about to play, "you've been watching it for so long, is there any good way to deal with it?"

"Don't worry, boss, I've figured it out. Sugree said calmly, "If he dares to use this trick on me, I will definitely make him fail immediately!"

"It was better to do so!"

A burly blonde man sitting on the couch shook his head disdainfully.

He has muscles like iron, and ten long fingers are like dry branches, but they are full of power, and it is estimated that a single grasp can blow a person's head up.

He is the martial arts master that Bicha spent a lot of money to invite, and Kunt, who has won 85 consecutive victories internationally!

In his opinion, this Su Gree was not that Fang Heng's opponent.

But that's for the best.

He also wanted to meet that Huaxia kung fu master, his strong and powerful fingers had not torn apart other people's muscles for a long time.

......

Commentary: "The ninth game! Chinese player Fang Heng, it only took one move to come to the ninth game!"

"It's unbelievable, but it's true!"

"The challenged person who is about to appear in this game is a super master known for his strength and dexterity, Sugree!"

In the audience, there were many supporters of Sugree.

They believed that Fang Heng's victory was about to be ended.

Because Sugree is a real fighting master.

"Sugree, defeat that Huaxia man!"

"Let him know what real free fighting is!"

......

Fang Heng raised his waist again and looked straight at Su Geli.

This man has long hands and feet, and his body is thin and thin.

Shi had already reminded him just now that this man was agile, good at all kinds of quick combinations, and once hit his opponent's head fifteen times in a row in five seconds.

When—

It's game on!

Fang Heng rushed out as fast as he could, and instantly came to Su Gree's body.

But his hands were empty.

Su Gree had already thought of a countermeasure, pressed his back with one hand, and easily jumped to Fang Heng's back, kicking his hips violently.

The trick is broken!

The power of this kick was very great, and the inertia of his forward rush just now made him plunge directly into the gap of the rubber railing, and he was about to fall out of the ring.

Fang Heng grabbed the railing, relied on the elasticity of the rubber, and quickly returned to the ring.

But Sugree didn't give him any respite, and was met with a quick combination punch.

Bang bang bang –

Su Gree's fist, like a dense raindrop, kept hitting Fang Heng's face.

That's not all, though.

In the first game against the black card, Fang Heng showed a strong ability to resist blows, so Su Gree added another set of chain legs, directly hitting the weakest part of Fang Heng's body.

Fang Heng was surprised in his heart, this guy's attack speed was actually half as fast as Jasmine!

But Sugree's attack and Jasmine are not the same way, making him a little scrambling.

As soon as he covered his face with his hands, the other party began to kick again, raising his leg to resist his kick, Sugree had already finished fighting.

"Sugree!

"Let him suffer a little!"

"Kill him!"

......

Sugree's supporters applauded, wishing that he would immediately knock Fang Heng to the ground.

And Fang Heng's supporters were nervously looking at Fang Heng who was slowly raising his feet to defend.

Sugree is not a black card, his attack is not only fast, but also full of power, and no one can stand on the ring after taking a full set of combinations from him.

Now Fang Heng not only suffered a set of combination punches, but also a set of chain legs.

Even if he is beaten with iron, I guess he won't be able to hold it at this time, right?

Fang Heng did feel a little bad.

Sugree's stormy attack, punching to the flesh, also made him feel a little dizzy.

This guy is even more powerful than those people just now!

What now?

Jasmine's trick didn't seem to work for him, so try the trick that the stone taught him.

So he took a pose and waited for it.

Su Gree frowned slightly, he didn't expect that Fang Heng would still be able to stand after eating his two sets of serial attacks?

He snorted coldly in his heart, no matter how much he resisted, even if he was beaten with iron, he would let him lie down!

If two sets of attacks can't work, then he will come with ten or twenty sets!

As long as you guard against his head, he can be invincible!

So he took the initiative to attack again, with both fists left and right, like a torrential rain.

Fang Heng strictly followed the teachings of the stone, and blocked left and right.

Commentary: "Fang Heng's situation is very bad, and he is completely in a passive situation!"

"But he's strong, and he hasn't fallen yet!"

"Su Gree has already used twelve sets of combination tricks, and Fang Heng still hasn't fallen!"

"He's still holding on and hasn't fallen!"

......

In the entire basement, in addition to the sound of explanation, there was also the sound of Su Gree's fists and feet hitting Fang Heng's body, and there was only the sound of the audience's heavy breathing!

Everyone stood up.

This young man is so resistant to beating!

No one has ever been able to stand so strong under twelve sets of combo attacks!

Even the sandbags have been broken!

But Fang Heng is still standing!

Someone couldn't help it and shouted:

"Fang Heng!

"Fight back! Beat him!"

"Haha, fight back? Does he have that strength?"

"I'm going to be killed soon!"

"Sugree, kill him!"

......

Fang Heng felt bitter in his heart, he also wanted to fight back!

But he found that what the stone had taught him was useless.

No matter how he resisted or dodged, the opponent's fists and feet were like eyes, and five or six out of ten times would always hit him.

"Master," Zou Hai looked at Fang Heng, who was already about to be stunned, and asked a little worriedly, "Is it okay to go on like this?"

"Don't worry," Wu Jun said disapprehantly, "Until now, Fang Heng hadn't exerted his strength at all. ”

Twenty percent?

Zou Hai and Fan Peng glanced at each other, and two percent of their strength could be crushed all the way to the ninth game?

Fang Heng has been under the master's door for less than a year, can he be so powerful?

"But he doesn't have any fighting skills, and the trick just now is not good, and it is not a way to be beaten passively all the time!"

"Technique?" Wu Jun smiled and said, "What is the use of technique in the face of absolute power?"

Zou Hai's heart is like this, but the problem is that Fang Heng is now suppressed so badly, and it is difficult to exert force!

Seeing that they still looked worried, Wu Jun said again: "You should have heard of a sentence. ”

"What?"

"Punch the old master to death," Wu Jun said, "he should be able to comprehend it immediately." ”

The two looked at each other, could it be that the master was talking about Wang Baquan?

At this time, Fang Heng had been forced into the corner of the ring.

No, if it goes on like this, he really won't be able to support it.

After all, no matter how much he resists, he can't ignore Sugree's attack.

What to do?

It seems that this set taught him by the stone is useless.

It's still up to him to do his own tricks!

So he clenched his fists and roared!

"Ahh

Then the two arms, like big windmills, smashed at Sugree.

Commentary: "Fang Heng has finally started to fight back!"

"What did he use this time - the Whirlwind Fist Method?"

Seeing Fang Heng counterattack, the audience in the stands was immediately excited.

"Fang Heng! Beat him!"

"Domineering!"

"Haha, I don't understand the explanation, this is called Wang Baquan!"

......

In the face of Fang Heng's undisciplined counterattack, Su Gree's heart collapsed a little.

In the ring, he'd never encountered the kind of trick that only street thugs would use.

A true martial arts master, who doesn't give a damn about it at all.

Because this kind of aimless fist swing will consume a huge amount of physical strength in a short period of time.

Without physical strength, it is a lamb to the slaughter.

But this Fang Heng's physical strength seems to be endless, and it feels like a perpetual motion machine.

Where the hell did this monster come from?

Su Gree kept retreating, swimming, and counterattacking, but Fang Heng looked like a mad tiger, ignoring his punches and kicks at all.

But that hammer-like fist, as long as it hit him, if it didn't hit the vital point, it made him feel a cone of pain.

At first, he could still dodge left and right, but after more attacks, he gradually found that the bones in both arms were about to break, and it was so difficult to even lift them.

Bang bang bang –

Sugree only heard a muffled sound on his head and face.

He felt like he was going to run out of it.

Commentary: "The current situation has undergone a shocking reversal!"

"Fang Heng has forced Su Gree to the corner of the ring with his fast and fierce Wang Ba Fist, and there is only the right thing left to be beaten!"

"Sugree couldn't stand it and got out of the ring!"

"Sugree took the initiative to admit defeat!"

"Oh my God, Sugree is crying!"

"As a top kickboxing master, he was actually beaten to tears!"

......

Fang Heng gasped and gave a thumbs up to Su Geli, who had a blue nose and swollen face and a head full of bags.

To be able to push him to this extent, he is a good opponent.

Bang –

Pica slapped the table.

Even Sugree lost!

"Looks like it's my turn. Quint shook his neck and said indifferently.

"Mr. Quint, it's up to you next. ”

Quint smiled meaninglessly and said lightly, "Don't worry, I'll be worthy of the price you offered." ”

......

After a short break, the last one challenged his opponent and finally slowly stepped into the ring.

Wu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, this is a dangerous guy.

Fang Heng is afraid that he will have to suffer a little bit this time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this exciting time has finally arrived!"

"Fang Heng, this time he is about to challenge the 85-game winning streak - Quint!

Quint threw the robe off the ring and glanced around the audience with a cold, merciless look.

The spectators in the stands suddenly fell silent, and they all felt the hairs on their necks stand up.

When—

A gong sounds, and the game begins.

Fang Heng was still bent on his waist, ready to use Jasmine's move first.

He rushed in front of Quint as fast as he could, but as he expected, Quint jumped behind him with ease.

But Quint didn't kick his ass, but hugged one of his legs from behind, and then pressed violently against the weight of his body, and Fang Heng was crushed into a horse.

Fang Heng only felt a tear in the muscles of his inner thighs, and the severe pain made him snort.

But that's just the beginning.

Quint quickly turned around and stepped on his waist, grabbed his feet and pulled him up.

Listening only to the crisp sound of a string of bone joints, Fang Heng felt that his waist was about to break.

The severe pain made him sweat profusely in an instant.

This opponent is even more bad!