Ji Bai flew the reborn He Yunshu out of the ring with just one punch, not only the audience before the live broadcast was stunned, but even the bishops in the audience were shocked.

The bishop of the wrestling department asked the bishop of the Muay Thai department next to him with an ugly face: "How many kilograms of punch power do you think you have for that punch just now?" ”

The Muay Thai bishop looked at Ji Bai in the ring, frowned and did not speak, and knocked the person more than three meters away with one punch, which was already somewhat beyond the scope of his experience.

It's not that the bishop of Muay Thai can't do it, if he is given enough time and distance to charge up, he can also knock an ordinary person several meters away.

But the key problem is that Ji Bai didn't move in place just now, without any running action, and the accumulation process was just a simple raising of his hand.

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

Under such conditions, it is obviously a bit beyond common sense to be able to knock a strong man more than three meters away.

"Something is wrong." The Muay Thai bishop said with a frown.

"What can I do about this, this Ji Bai has become stronger again." The bishop of the taekwondo department was completely panicked: "Wait a minute, I will be beaten again." ”

"Shut up!" The bishop of the Muay Thai department snorted: "What is there to say that your skills are not as good as people!" ”

"What the hell is his purpose?" The bishop of the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu department suddenly interjected.

Finding that several of the other bishops were looking at him, the bishop of the Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu department said worriedly:

"How can such a character be limited to this small clubhouse, what is the purpose of everything Ji Bai has done during this time?"

And He Yun, who was punched out of the ring, at this time, his mental journey can be described as a hundred turns.

From the confidence after getting into the ring, to the joy of hitting Ji Bai, to the horror after finding that his attack had no effect, and finally the confusion of being knocked away by Ji Bai's punch, He Yun experienced a lot of ups and downs from joy to despair in just a few seconds.

He Yun remembered what he said after he came on stage, coupled with himself now lying under the ring, as if he had been slapped several times in a row, and his face was hot and painful.

Coupled with the faint pain in his chest, He Yun only felt that the world was spinning, and he didn't take a breath, and his eyes fainted with blackness.

Not to mention the bishop of the karate department who greeted the medical team in shock, Ji Bai was also a little puzzled when he saw this scene on stage.

He had obviously controlled the power, and that punch looked ferocious, but it was actually already under force the moment it hit He Yun.

Ji Bai didn't put his strength through to the end at all, not so much as a punch to fly, but to push He Yun out with his fist, at most it was a skin injury, maybe He Yun didn't fall to the ground and hurt.

Not to mention the thoughts in everyone's hearts, at this time, the second challenger has already entered the field, is the senior brother of the Muay Thai division, Bassoon, and I heard that he is also the nephew of the bishop of the Muay Thai division.

Wearing a pair of red boxing shorts, the bassoon, with a lean body and dark skin, did not speak after coming up, first saluting the surrounding audience with his hands folded.

After saluting the audience, Bassoon continued to salute Ji Bai meticulously: "Muay Thai, Bassoon." ”

Ji Bai also silently clenched his fists: "Eight poles, Ji Bai." ”

Bassoon stood up straight and faced Ji Bai: "I know I can't win you." ”

Bassoon's words instantly caused an uproar, and the audience was in an uproar.

What kind of operation is this, admit defeat before the fight starts, so why are you still coming up?

"But that's not a reason for me to be scared." Bassoon then said: "Even if I know that I am invincible, I will do my best!" ”

The bishop of the Muay Thai club in the audience looked at the disciple who raised his hand with satisfaction, and the other spectators also showed admiration and watched the game attentively.

Bassoon didn't talk any more nonsense, and his right fist stabbed straight like lightning!

In the face of the opponent's preemptive attack, Ji Bai's choice was not to dodge, but to ...... Attack head-on!

"Take my punch!"

Before Ji Bai's words fell, his right fist had already taken the lead, and the second hit hit Bassoon's cheek first.

"Can't be hardwired!"

The bishop of the Muay Thai club in the audience exclaimed, and couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up and avoid!" ”

Ji Bai's fist brought a gust of air, and before his right fist arrived, Bassoon already felt a strong threat and unparalleled pressure!

But it was too late to dodge.

"Roar!"

Bassoon roared angrily, put his arms in front of his face to block, and at the same time slammed his right knee into Ji Bai's abdomen!

Boom!

Ji Bai's left arm slammed down, his left palm turned into a knife and hit Bassoon's right knee, and his right fist hit Bassoon's arms with an indomitable momentum!

Boom!

The sound of fists and flesh intersecting sounded, and Bassoon took a few steps back, leaning on the nylon rope on the edge of the ring to avoid defeat in one move.

Bassoon moved his slightly trembling arms, and Ji Bai's punch just now even made him feel like he had been hit head-on by a sledgehammer, and his right knee was also slashed by a hand knife.

It can't go on like this!

Bassoon knew that he and Ji Bai were two levels at all, and there was no point in delaying time with such a monster.

In that case, let's go head-on! I'd like to see if you really don't care about my attacks!

"Come on! Have a good time! ”

Bassoon roared angrily, flew and pounced on Ji Bai, and used his fists and kicks against Ji Bai is a crazy combo.

Fists, elbows, legs, knees, everything is used, and the waving limbs draw a series of afterimages in the air, and the audience even has the illusion that Bassoon has a few more arms.

Muay Thai is a martial art known for its strength and agility.

Punch and kick, make the knee and elbow force smooth and smooth, the strength is extremely abundant, the attack is sharp, and it has the reputation of "eight-armed boxing".

Bassoon's series of strikes is the best of Muay Thai.

Chen Xi, who was in the VIP private room, looked at the scene in front of him, and asked his cousin Li Tinglian next to him worriedly:

"Cousin, Ji Bai will be fine, this person looks so scary."

"Ahh Li Tinglian said with a relaxed expression: "This bassoon looks fierce, in fact, it is a paper tiger that can be broken as soon as it is poked, and your little lover will definitely not have an accident." ”

"What a lover." Chen Xi blushed and whispered, "We are just ordinary friends. ”

"Yes, yes, friend." Li Tinglian looked like I knew it: "People treat you as a friend, but some people don't want to be just friends." ”

The audience in the audience was also enthusiastic, waving the things in their hands to cheer for the basson.

But what's the use of that?

In Ji Bai's opinion, all of this is so pale and weak, like a little baby dancing its teeth and claws in front of adults.

No matter how skilled the skill is, how strong the determination is?

Fast Chronicle White? The power of the big Ji Bai?

Everything is vain in the face of absolute power.

Ji Bai directly raised his right leg and hit Bassoon's knee into a hard bump.

Don't you like to fight? Didn't you say you had to fight?

All right!

I'm going to have a good time with you today!

The legs touched, and Bassoon felt only a sharp pain coming from the calf, followed by the arm, the knee, and the elbow.

Ji Bai didn't care about anything else, and specifically confronted the hardest part of Bassoon's body.

Bassoon seems to be back to practicing Muay Thai as a child, when his young self was under the supervision of his master and struck a birch tree with his immature skin for more than ten years.

The feeling at that time was the same as now, Ji Bai's body was like an invincible weapon, which made people wonder what he was made of.

Bassoon's attack hit Ji Bai as if it was tickling, but Ji Bai's attack made Bassoon feel painful.

Finally, after a half-minute battle, Bassoon couldn't hold on.

Click!

A faint crack sounded, and Bassoon fell to his knees on the ground.

"I lost." A bitter voice came out of Bassoon's mouth.

Although Bassoon had said before the fight that he couldn't win, when the moment really came, he was still so disappointed that no martial artist could calmly accept defeat.

"Winner, Ji Bai!"

As the referee announced the result, the audience cheered.

It's for Ji Bai and for Bassoon, thank them for bringing a hearty game.

"Can you still stand up?" Ji Bai stretched out his hand to Bassoon.

Bassoon was not pretentious, and after standing up with Ji Bai in his arms, he said, "This time you won again, but I will continue to cultivate and wait for one day to defeat you!" ”

"It's good if you're happy." Ji Bai smiled helplessly.

Since he started the challenge, Ji Bai has been tired of hearing this kind of talk, and if he wants to catch up with him, not everyone can do it.

When they were still trying to catch up with Ji Bai, Ji Bai's gaze had already jumped to an unknown level.