The bishop of the taekwondo department was weak-hearted, and after stepping down, he didn't even say hello, and left the scene as if fleeing for his life, without looking at his colleagues in the coach's seat.

The rest of the coach's bench looked at each other, what should I do now, not only did not suppress Ji Bai's arrogance, but also added a handful of firewood.

"So who's on stage now?" An assistant coach couldn't help but ask.

The coaches in the audience all look at me, I look at you, and they don't want to go to the ring.

It is no problem to be a coach at least with a good IQ, Ji Bai's strength is obvious to everyone, and now he is a tool man on stage, responsible for consuming Ji Bai's physical strength and endurance, and creating opportunities for the coaches who come to the stage later.

Everyone doesn't want to go up and be cannon fodder, as a coach who loses to a student who has just joined the club for a short time, no matter what, his face is gloomy.

Although Ji Bai's strength is obviously not at the level of the students, ordinary viewers don't think about it so much, and if they lose, they lose.

As for the bishop of the taekwondo department, there was no choice but to break the jar and break it, and finally relied on one hand to save his old face.

Geng Nan watched everyone push around, none of them wanted to go on stage, sighed lightly and was about to speak, but at this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"I'll go." The Muay Thai bishop stood up and said, "Since everyone doesn't want to go on stage, then I'll try his pounds." ”

"There's no need." The bishop of the karate department frowned: "You are the strongest among us, is it too wasteful to come to power now." ”

"Waste?" The Muay Thai bishop sneered: "Look at the way you look now, you still have the appearance of a martial artist." ”

"Have you been in the clubhouse for so long that you have forgotten what you do? We're a martial artist first, then a coach."

The Muay Thai bishop swept past the coaches, and many of them bowed their heads rather weakly and did not dare to look at him.

"Face is even more important than being a martial artist in your hearts, am I right?"

The Muay Thai bishop moved his neck and glanced at some of the weak-hearted coaches:

"Since you've forgotten who you are, let me teach you how to be a martial artist."

After that, the Muay Thai bishop stopped paying attention to the crowd and jumped into the ring one by one.

The host saw that someone finally came to the stage, and hurriedly raised the microphone.

"It looks like the next challenger is ready too, so let's wait and see!"

The Muay Thai bishop didn't say anything after he came to the stage, and directly folded his hands in a salute.

"Muay Thai, Chachai!"

Ji Bai also returned the salute with a fist.

"Eight poles, Ji Bai!"

After the Muay Thai bishop Chachai came to power, Ji Bai obviously felt that the opponent's momentum was not the same as before, especially the eyes, like a hungry wolf hunting in the night.

The pressure brought by the bishop of the Muay Thai club to Ji Bai was also different from before, just standing there, there was an aura like a mountain.

"Be careful!"

The bishop of the Muay Thai department rushed towards Ji Bai with a loud shout, the momentum on his body was condensed to the extreme, and the speed was also extremely fast!

Ji Bai originally wanted to use the method of dealing with the senior brother of the Muay Thai department Bassoon to deal with the bishop of the Muay Thai department, intending to rely on speed to strike backwards, but after seeing the speed of the bishop of the Muay Thai department, his face changed directly and he quickly retreated.

The body is strong, it doesn't mean that you can ignore it, this opponent is obviously different from before, and you can't act recklessly.

As soon as Ji Bai took a step back, Chachai's jab had already reached his throat!

In the middle of the crisis, Ji Bai's waist pole instantly leaned back to an iron plate bridge, and at the same time, his left hand supported the ground and his right leg exerted force, and a whip leg kicked the temple of the Muay Thai bishop.

The bishop of the Muay Thai department was not in a hurry, his arm moved and turned into an elbow, and an elbow hit Ji Bai's chest hard!

Syllable!

Ji Bai couldn't dodge during the backward lean, and was directly hit in the center of the chest by an elbow from the Muay Thai bishop.

"Hmm!"

Ji Bai snorted with a fist in his chest, and fell to the ground with a sweep of his leg to force the other party away.

.....................

"Ji Bai has fallen to the ground!"

Some people in the coach's seat were happy, so far no one has knocked Ji Bai to the ground, at most he hit him a few times without pain, and the blow of the Muay Thai bishop instantly lifted the spirits of the people in the audience.

The bishop of the karate department looked at the stage with a complicated expression and said: "It seems that he is right, we have been thinking about the gain and loss of face, but we have forgotten the most important thing." ”

"It's true that we were wrong." The bishop of the wrestling department let out a sigh: "The more afraid you are, the more you will lose, and after you come to power, your courage will be three points weaker, and you won't know the result without fighting." ”

.....................

Ji Bai forced the Muay Thai bishop to retreat, his face was solemn, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body.

He just didn't expect that the Muay Thai bishop was stronger than he thought.

The speed is extremely fast, the punches are also powerful, and the combat experience is rich, and the opportunity is seized as soon as it comes up, and there are almost no flaws.

"That's it, that's the fight I want!"

Ji Bai licked his lips excitedly, and with a low roar, a carp jumped up from the ground, kicked hard under his feet, and instantly slammed into the head of the Muay Thai bishop.

The Muay Thai bishop also did not block, and with a movement of his feet, several flexible moves shifted to Ji Bai's right side, and a jab hit Ji Bai's throat again.

With the previous lesson, Ji Bai did not dodge, but protected his throat with his left palm, and turned his right hand into a fist and grabbed the Muay Thai bishop's wrist fiercely, intending to pull the fighting style towards a close grappling in his favor.

Of course, the Muay Thai bishop will not give Ji Bai such a chance, once the rhythm of the fight drags to hand-to-hand combat, then the role of skill and experience will be greatly reduced, and the competition will be who has more strength and who is more resistant to beating.

If it becomes a close fight, then it is self-evident who loses and who wins.

The Muay Thai bishop gave up his jab, turned his right hand midway and struck Ji Bai's right claw hard, took a step back with the help of reverse force, and at the same time slammed a knee straight into Ji Bai's abdomen.

This move has also been used by the senior brother of the Muay Thai department, but the effect of the same move is completely different.

The moves of the senior brother of the Muay Thai department are obviously traceable, and although the speed is fast, it is also within the range of Ji Bai's reaction.

But the Muay Thai bishop's move is very different, and when others think he is going to retreat, he instantly reflexively knees, like an antelope hanging horns, which makes people unguardable, and the speed is more than a step faster, like a black lightning bolt suddenly attacking.

Ji Bai was slightly flustered, his upper body bent suddenly, his buttocks pouted back, and at the same time, his hands slapped down several times in a row, and he defused the blow with a not-so-good-looking posture.

.......................

"Ji Bai is not Chachai's opponent!"

In the coach's seat, a coach looked big and said excitedly: "Ji Bai is far inferior to Chachai in terms of fighting skills, relying solely on physical fitness to support, almost being pressed by Chachai to beat, there is hope!" ”

The bishop of the wrestling department looked at the situation on the stage with his hands on his chest, and casually asked the bishop of the Sambo department next to him, "What do you think?" ”

Bishop Sambo, a big Russian man, grabbed a handful of fruit from the table with his thick fingers, threw it into his mouth, and munched on it, and said nonchalantly:

"It doesn't matter if Chachai wins or not, it's better to say that I want him to lose, I really want to go on stage and fight Ji Bai, it must be very enjoyable."

The bishop of the karate department frowned, even if Chachai clearly had the upper hand on the stage, it did not get better.

said a thousand things and ten thousand, Chachai still did not pose a further threat to Ji Bai, even if he kept suppressing the other party, Ji Bai was also very conscious of protecting the vulnerable parts of his body, so that Chachai would not have a chance to kill with one blow.

And judging from the previous battles, Ji Bai's ability to learn in the battle is very strong, and the longer it drags on, the slimmer Chachai's hope of victory becomes.

........................

Just as the bishop of the karate department judged, after being baptized by the stormy attack of Chachai, the situation on the field gradually changed.

Ji Bai took a few steps backwards and leaned against the nylon rope on the edge of the ring.

"Hoo ......"

Ji Bai's eyes were solemn, and he looked at Chachai, who rushed again.

Chachai is really strong, whether it's speed, skill, or strength.

The most important thing is that he dares to take risks, is not afraid of the risk of being hit by Ji Bai, and uses his skills and experience to maneuver, as if dancing on the tip of a knife.

If you can't go on like this, you have to take the initiative to attack and force the other party to show flaws!

Ji Bai slammed into the force of the nylon rope behind him, and pounced on Chachai who rushed forward like a hungry tiger pounced, ignoring the fist in front of his face.

Chachai's face changed, and he immediately held up his steps to rush forward, reflexively whipped Ji Bai with a whip leg, and his hard knee went straight to Ji Bai's temple.

This is Chachai forcing Ji Bai to retreat, if he doesn't retreat, Ji Bai's strength in front of the pounce and Chachai's whip leg are very likely to knock Ji Bai out with one blow.

As expected, Ji Bai's waist straightened, and he relied on his strong limb control to hold up the forward rush, and took a step back to avoid the whip leg.

Chachai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if Ji Bai really had a hard time with him, he really didn't have a full grasp of knocking out Ji Bai in one move.

There is no way, the physical fitness that Ji Bai has realized is too terrifying.

Who knew that just when Chachai was preparing for the next round of attack, Ji Bai, who had taken a step back, suddenly rushed forward, and the right leg that had originally retreated kicked behind him suddenly, and rushed to Chachai's abdomen with a knee.

This move was officially used to deal with Ji Bai before, and Ji Bai learned to use it against him.

Seeing this trick, the corners of Chachai's eyes jumped wildly, and it was too late to retreat.

"Poof!"

A strong knee hit the middle of the abdomen, and Chachai almost spit out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that the abdomen and intestines were stirred up, and the cold sweat of the bean kept floating on his forehead.

Ji Bai looked worriedly at Chachai, who was half-kneeling on the ground, although he had consciously gathered his strength in the moment before the hit, he could only recover a small part after all.

"Are you alright?" Ji Bai asked cautiously.

"No.... It's okay! ”

Chachai held his breath and wanted to stand up, but when he moved his abdomen slightly, he felt a sharp cramp, and he couldn't use his strength to practice to this waist.

If a person can't exert strength in the abdomen and waist, then most of the movements can't be done, let alone fighting, and most of the moves in fighting are driven by the strength of the waist and abdomen.

Chachai struggled a few times, but found that it was useless, so he simply sat down on the ground and gasped and said:

"I'm old, I'm old, no, if I was young, I wouldn't pay attention to it at all."

After saying that, Chachai looked at Ji Bai with a smile and said, "You won this battle." ”

Ji Bai hugged his fists: "Thank you for the guidance of my seniors, I have benefited a lot from this battle." ”

"Needless to say, polite words."

Chachai waved his hand, and suddenly said meaningfully:

"Your last move, you used my move?"

"That's right." Ji Bai smiled shyly: "Stealing the teacher on the spot, I hope the seniors don't mind." ”

"Don't mind, don't mind." Chachai said generously: "I see that you are quite talented in Muay Thai, do you have any thoughts of transferring to our department?" ”

Chachai seems to be a fox who has been stealing chickens: "As long as you come to our department, the position of senior brother will be yours immediately, how about it?" Am I much more generous than that guy Geng Nan? ”

When Geng Nan heard Chachai's words, he couldn't sit still, stood up and scolded: "You old thing, if you lose, you feel like stepping down, what are you chirping crookedly!" ”

"If someone gets angry, I won't say more." Chachai smiled: "But what I just said is true, if you want to come, the door of the Muay Thai club will open to you at any time!" ”