NO.22 Blood Abuse Xuanyuan (I)

Wall. Fur's fist clenched and squeezed, this damn bedbug, I want him to die, this insult I want him to pay for with blood!

Since it's handled indiscriminately, then just wait for the game to start, I must not let this guy admit defeat, I want this little bug to experience what hell is, and the damn country behind him has been unable to hold his head up, this Sick man of East Asia!

Wall Fore laughed angrily, he naturally hated that country and its people, and he had met countless people who wanted to defend that country that should have fallen a long time ago, and they all deserved nothing but to tremble under their feet!

Desperately protecting the blood-colored star flag, this is their incompetence, and incompetence should be eliminated by this era!

WALL VER SLOWLY LOWERED HIS FIST AND RUDELY PUSHED THE JUDGES AWAY, BUT THE JUDGES DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING, AND SIMPLY GLANCED AT WAL VER WITH A COLD LOOK IN HIS EYES.

Sitting on the podium, his eyes squinted, deep enough to be like a black hole, and he nodded to signal that the fight could begin.

JUDGES LOOKED AT THE TWO SIDES WHO WERE ALREADY STANDING AND STRETCHED OUT THEIR LEFT HAND: "NO.1GO!".

"Are you ready to die, little bug?" Wall Fore was not in a hurry to attack, but instead made a statement to provoke Regulus, after all, there were only two people who could not react instinctively in the situation just now.

Either too weak to react, or so strong that they are fearless, what kind of yellow person is this person in front of him? He wasn't sure.

Xuanyuan didn't speak, and slowly paddled around Wal Fer, who was jumping, and began to turn, not in a hurry to attack, more like looking for a flaw.

On the rostrum, Song Lanxi touched his chin and watched Xuanyuan's movements: "Bagua Taijiquan? In this kind of competition, with Bagua Tai Chi and boxers to compete? Does he have that good stamina to grind to the fourth round? ”。

"Oh? Song knows this style of play? Stychiha took a cigar in his mouth and asked, "Arashi, what do you think?" ”。

Song Lanxi said with a strong complaining mentality: "I don't think much of it, Tai Chi is slow and fast, and soft is hard but there is a limit, four or two thousand catties exist theoretically, but it needs the support of the true qi of the inner family, and no matter how talented Xuanyuan is, it is impossible to cultivate qi to the extreme realm at this age......."

Before Song Lanxi finished speaking, the boxing wind on the stage had already sounded, and she stopped talking and concentrated on watching this Chinese Tai Chi vs. boxing match.

The left and right punches are quickly connected, almost forming an airtight net.

Xuanyuan's pace under his feet also moved with the rapid exchange of palms left and right, and he didn't want to be as fast as in martial arts, but the time for his attack was indeed quite slow, and the range of motion was not large, compared to Wall Fore's red face and red ears, Xuanyuan was only a little short of breath.

Wall Fur, who did not cause any harm to Xuanyuan, rushed to attack even more quickly, and from time to time he threw out a whip leg to sneak attack Xuanyuan's next plate, and in terms of language, he was eager to insult all the 1808 generations of Xuanyuan's ancestors, and surprisingly Xuanyuan did not have any emotional fluctuations because of his words.

When Wall Fore talked about that country and Xuanyuan's mother and girlfriend, Xuanyuan, who had always been as defensive as a Xuanwu, suddenly turned into a sky-breaking dragon, jumped up with his strength, drove his body with both hands, and whipped directly into Walvar's face.

A strong man of nearly two meters and two meters was whipped away by a thin boy of one meter and eight meters.

"Knock knock!" Three minutes were up, and the first game was over.