183, lightning-fast high whip legs

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When Sullivan rushed up again, pretending to be a straight punch, and then preparing to get up his legs, Dongfang Sheng grabbed it again, got close to Sullivan, and then hit the abdomen with an uppercut.

Drill Punch skill activated.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Dongfang Sheng put his arms on his head, opened up a little space, and when he was about to hit Sullivan's chin with an uppercut, Sullivan hugged him.

The referee stepped forward and shouted BREAK, tearing the two apart.

When the two separated, the audience under the ring found a strange problem, Sullivan's face was covered with cold sweat, his brows were furrowed, and he pursed his lips, looking very uncomfortable.

The referee also noticed the problem, shouted STOP, stood in front of Sullivan, and forced the countdown.

For ten seconds, Sullivan grabbed his fist and rubbed his stomach with his fist, exhaled slowly, and nodded loudly when the referee asked him if he was okay.

At this moment, the audience below was dissatisfied and shouted.

"What are you doing, you just got a punch and read the second, what is the referee doing."

"Alas, didn't you find that Sullivan couldn't stand it and was in terrible pain."

"Dongfang Sheng's fist is really heavy, a hook punch to the abdomen actually made Sullivan be forced to count the seconds."

"The referee is too careful, every time he gets a fist, it's like this, what else is he fighting, I don't look at it."

"Don't you know, Dongfang Sheng's fist is too heavy, he has already killed two people, the last time in Australia, the referee was so guilty that he committed suicide."

"Ah, I see, no wonder this referee is so careful."

"yes, you should be careful, or you'll have to kill someone."

The audience understood, but Dongfang Sheng was unhappy, what a good opportunity, he was lost by this referee, no, you can't hesitate later, the skill has a cooldown time, if the skill is wasted several times, it will be much more difficult to fight.

Sullivan signaled that it was okay and that he could continue playing.

The two of them lightly touched their fists again.

This time, Dongfang Sheng didn't give his opponent a chance to kick up, and pressed over first, with a jab and a slap in the face.

Smack, smack, smack!

Three quick jabs in a row, the first blow was blocked by Sullivan, but the last two accurate hits hit Sullivan, making Sullivan hurriedly retreat.

"How can the opponent's fist be so powerful, so fast and so powerful." Sullivan was so frightened that he didn't dare to give Dongfang Sheng another chance to get closer, so he became cautious.

Offstage, Arum smiled and said: "Yes, the jab is used very well, the speed is fast, and it is full of power, the average boxer's jab is mainly harassment, and it is not lethal, but his jab seems to be very powerful, and the opponent is timid after two punches." ”

Di Vano also smiled and agreed: "Yes, and he was admitted just now, and the uppercut action is also very standard, if it weren't for the referee stepping forward to separate, Sullivan would definitely be hit in the chin by his uppercut, after all, Sullivan's boxing defense is a little weak." ”

"Yes, he's got a good hand-to-hand boxing technique, and in the professional boxing world, there are very few people who can use powerful uppercuts in a hug." Arum was even more satisfied, smiling as if Dongfang Sheng had become his fighter.

Di Vano said: "Let's take a look, I hope he has good boxing skills, so that he can reduce a lot of time to fight professionally." ”

"Well, look at it again. Don't let me down! Arum muttered as he stared at Dongfang Sheng in the ring.

In the ring.

Dongfang Sheng covers the step, retreats, and wraps around, and the simple footwork is handy and fast. As soon as Sullivan got his legs, he dodged and looked for an opportunity to fight back, and once Sullivan stopped, he pressed on and harassed with jabs.

Soon, Sullivan felt the strain.

Luckily, the bell rang for the end of the first round.

Back in the corner, Liu Guoping wiped his sweat and said: "Yes, just like that, it seems that you have figured out the opponent's playing style, and then I will rest assured." ”

Dongfang Sheng said with a smile: "The opponent relies too much on the leg and knee method, and the fist and leg connection is a short board. ”

Liu Guoping smiled happily and nodded.

Zhang Da and the others next to him were also relatively relaxed, pouring water for Dongfang Sheng to rinse his mouth, wipe his sweat, massage his muscles, and a minute passed quickly.

At the start of the second round, the exploding Dutch model bent over and drilled out of the ring with her big ass cocked, and Sullivan and Dongfang Sheng came to the center of the ring again.

After a light touch, Dongfang Sheng launched a fierce attack. Constantly approaching, constantly harassing with powerful jabs, Sullivan kept back, until he leaned against the corner of the rope, and then suddenly opened his hands and hugged Dongfang Sheng tightly.

“BREAK！”

"Damn, just hug it and shout." Dongfang Sheng had a grudge, he was shaking, just broke free from Sullivan's embrace, and was about to hit his chin with an uppercut punch, but was destroyed by the referee again.

The referee was a little too careful, and after separating the two, he observed Sullivan's situation and signaled for the game to continue when he saw that it was okay.

Dongfang Sheng's heart turned sharply, this referee has obviously lost his fairness, it can also be said that he is too careful, whenever he has an advantage, he comes out to stop it, and wants to confirm Sullivan's state.

In the ring, the opportunity is just a moment, and after being destroyed, the opponent can come to his senses, and it is not so easy to find another opportunity.

How can I get the referee to settle the fight without reacting?

Dongfang Sheng thought for a while, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Pressing up again, Sullivan was very dissatisfied because he was too sloppy just now, seeing Dongfang Sheng pressing up, a mid-range kick, Dongfang Sheng dodged with a wrapping step, and his other leg was another high kick.

WhewW......

Chain-legged, Sullivan kept coming out of his legs, with tremendous force, cutting through the air and making a whirring sound. Dongfang Sheng didn't make a hard connection, but kept relying on exquisite footwork to dodge, keeping his hands in front of him, staring at each other without blinking, looking for the most advantageous opportunity.

Suddenly, Sullivan's chain legs stopped, and he seemed to be breathing unevenly, and his strength couldn't keep up.

At this moment, Dongfang Sheng made a swoop, and after going up, his jab slammed straight into the door.

Sullivan was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

The referee was also startled, ran up quickly, opened his mouth, and almost blurted out with a STOP.

But at this moment, Dongfang Sheng closed his fist again.

Sullivan seemed to feel a little embarrassed by being frightened, annoyed by a mid-leg kick.

The referee also closed his mouth and stood between the two, his hands outstretched, full of guard.

Just when the referee relaxed, just as Sullivan was halfway through the mid-post kick, Dongfang Sheng jumped up violently and slashed at a fierce high whip leg.

The Whipleg skill is activated.

Touch!

With a loud bang, Dongfang Sheng's high whip leg came first and slashed at Sullivan's neck. Sullivan fell into the ring like a piece of wood.

“STOP！” The referee's frightened shout sounded, and Dongfang Sheng retracted his legs and slowly returned to the corner. (To be continued.) )