"Pong!"

The big wolf suddenly kicked Zhang Peng's back solidly, and even Zhang Peng, who was extremely stable in the lower game, also leaned forward by gravity, and took two steps back to stand firmly.

Zhang Peng on the stage seems to have taken advantage of the disadvantage, and it is only a matter of time before he loses.

And the big wolf always had a disdainful expression on his face, as if the next shot was going to crush this "famous" Chengbei boxing king alive.

Compared to the hoarse shouts of the prisoners on the first floor, the guests in the box on the second floor were obviously much calmer.

While they were paying attention to the changes in the ring, they whispered to their friends next to them and whispered something to each other.

And the ghost warden sitting in the main seat of the box in the middle, holding a cigarette in his right hand, and rhythmically tapping the armrest of the sofa chair with his left hand.

I'm in a good mood and seem to be in control.

The big wolf kept attacking Zhang Peng, and Zhang Peng was almost beaten and didn't fight back, except for occasionally in the gap of dodging, using his left leg to sweep low to the tibia of the big wolf's right leg to open the gap between the two!

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

A discerning person knows at a glance that if he wants a big wolf to strike continuously like a storm, it is actually very drastic to consume his own physical energy.

In addition to having absolute confidence in oneself and being able to crush the opponent in pure strength, in fact, this move is not recommended.

Especially in this kind of unlimited iron prison ring where there are not even the number of rounds.

Even if the adjustment of one's own body energy has reached a high level, it is bound to weaken as time increases.

According to the current trend of the big wolf chasing and fighting, in three or five minutes at most, the big wolf will slow down even if he hits with iron.

When his physical strength is exhausted, the tiger and tiger who stepped forward in front of him to dance with an iron fist will chase Zhang Peng like a mouse, and the big wolf scurrying around like a mouse will soon appear in its original form.

At that time, he was not the meat on the board, and he kneaded it with Zhang Peng at will.

Of course, the premise of all this theoretical knowledge is that Zhang Peng needs to hold out until the big wolf is exhausted.

The wealthy who can spend a lot of money in the ring are not just looking for excitement when they sit in the box on the second floor.

Competition! There must be both a challenge and luck, if you can't see a little way, just keep throwing money on the top, then find a baccarat table is not more convenient and fast?

Just like these people who have seen countless similar duels, the main reason why they still choose to bet on the big wolf is that in this iron prison ring in the north of the city, no one has been able to survive three minutes from the big wolf's hands for a long, long time, let alone fight until the big wolf is exhausted.

The big wolf punched again and again, blowing like a hurricane, and Zhang Peng's body had already appeared with various degrees of trauma.

Judging from the steps under his feet, he was no longer as calm as when he appeared, and his whole spirit was obviously in a trance, as if he had reached the end of his crossbow.

The corners of the big wolf's mouth showed a cruel smile: "What else do you have to do, hurry up, if you can't do any more work, you should go down and be with your waste master!" ”

Zhang Peng didn't say anything, still moving backwards, constantly widening the distance between the two.

The big wolf punched Zhang Peng one punch after another, and Zhang Peng was bound to take a few more punches in addition to resisting with his elbow.

More than seventy percent of the people present believed that just waiting for any heavy punch from the big wolf would knock out Zhang Peng and win the game.

Even if Zhang Peng tried to protect his face, at least two places on his face were inevitably bruised.

The more in this situation, according to the usual experience of bombardment, the big wolf once again increased the intensity of the onslaught, waving heavy fists and bombarding fiercely.

Just when everyone else thought that the big wolf had won nine out of ten in this game, the worry on Zeng Rui's face gradually subsided.

Because he could see that even if the big wolf was fierce, there was hardly any gap between shots. However, the fight was fierce and fierce, and it was really implemented, but there was basically no substantial trauma to Zhang Peng.

Even if it was an occasional killing move that caused a certain amount of damage to Zhang Peng, Zhang Peng mostly divided the offensive through body deviation or elbow relay, reducing his strength to a range that he could accept.

Zeng Rui looked at the ring below, and said with a determined gaze: "Brother Peng is going to win." ”

Looking at Zhang Peng on the stage, it seemed that he was struggling to cope, but in fact, the pace under his feet was extremely flexible, and the number of low leg sweeps gradually increased.

Zeng Rui was like a mirror in his heart, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and Zhang Peng, who deliberately showed weakness to the enemy, had gradually grasped the initiative in the game.

And the big wolf, who has become accustomed to being on the winning side, is just carried away by the victory and does not know it.

"Oh, really?" Luo Zhiqi took a sip of the teacup and asked slowly.

The two once again locked their eyes on the warring sides in the ring.

When the big wolf and Zhang Peng briefly fought and separated twice, Zhang Peng quietly kicked a low kick on the tibia of the big wolf's right leg.

Although the big wolf's body did not move, Zhang Peng keenly grasped the details of the changes in the corners of the big wolf's mouth, and he understood that the repeated seemingly inadvertent shots were about to drip "through the stone"!

"Whew!" The big wolf, who gasped for breath, pointed at Zhang Peng with his index finger and said viciously: "I'll attack again, if you can still hold on, this time Lao Tzu took the initiative to admit defeat." ”

With the big wolf's bold words, the atmosphere present once again reached a peak.

Similar to Zhang Peng's side, who does not fight with the big wolf, and uses roundabout tactics to constantly consume the big wolf's physical strength, there have been several people before.

And without exception, they were all difficult to resist when the big wolf launched the final general attack, and finally died.

Zhang Peng, on the other hand, stood there and shook his head, the indifferent look in his eyes was his most obvious response.

"Bang!"

The big wolf did not hesitate, kicked the ground with his left foot, and the whole person jumped forward, and smashed Zhang Peng straight with his iron fist.

Zhang Peng, who had been constantly dodging and trying to pull away from the grappling, changed his routine at this time, stood motionless and directly raised his elbow to take the punch.

"Bang!"

The big wolf smashed Zhang Peng's elbow and shoulder with a thousand punches, and the huge shock shook the big wolf backwards, and Zhang Peng's elbow was also injured.

Zhang Peng's head was covered with beads of sweat, and he gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.

At the moment when the big wolf was about to land, Zhang Peng swept out his left leg again, and the target was still the tibia of the big wolf's right leg.

"Sag!"

This time the attack clearly worked, and the big wolf was kicked and the whole person was slightly deflected to the left.

Just when the big wolf's eyes erupted and he was about to fight back, his right leg seemed to be unable to withstand the force, and he leaned forward slightly, causing the big wolf's entire movement to become a little sluggish.

The next sentence of the master's move is not necessarily the end of the point, like this kind of iron prison battle that has involved the life and death of the individual, and it is destined that one party will either die or be injured.

Kindness to the enemy is the greatest cruelty to oneself, how could Zhang Peng, who is a veteran boxing champion in the north of the city, not seize it, he can deliberately create an opportunity for a long time, and the layout of the buried line will finally be harvested.

A smile flashed at the corner of Zhang Peng's mouth, and the big wolf's heart trembled.