When Tornado's fist hit again, Zhao Bo curled up his arm and slammed his elbow towards Tornado's fist, the hardness of his elbow was far greater than that of his fist.

Even with the protection of the fist gloves, the tornado grinned and withdrew his hand, shook it again and again, relieved the pain of his fingers, and then looked at Zhao Bo incredulously.

Zhao Bo raised his hand and hooked it towards the tornado, come on, little rabbit cub, Huaxia martial arts has no tricks to win, and there are weapons all over the body, so it's no problem to beat you stupidly.

Use elbows to attack opponents, Zhao Bo learned from movies, the ultimate fighter in a foreign action movie, in which a black guy uses a means of using hard elbows to deal with the enemy.

Zhao Bo planned to use his elbow to deal with Tornado's fist, although he couldn't make up for it much in terms of strength, but he had an advantage in soft and hard collisions.

“son of a b……”

Tornado cursed and rushed up, in his opinion, this was cleverness, without a hint of chivalry.

It's a pity that Tornado forgot that Zhao Bo and he are not in the same weight class, and he wants Zhao Bo to fight against himself head-on, fist to fist, which has no chivalry in itself.

Hearing Tornado's curse, Zhao Bo's face was also gloomy, this bastard, it's really underdrawn, then let me teach you a lesson.

Zhao Bo raised his elbow, knocked Tornado's fist aside, and then hit the biceps brachii muscle on the inside of Tornado's arm.

Just now, during the break, Ye Man's guidance to Zhao Bo was to let Zhao Bo attack the soft underbelly of the tornado with all his might, armpits, inner elbows, knees and wrists, and side ribs, these places are not something that can be exercised casually, they are the weakness of people, or the cover door, even if it is Zhao Bo's iron cloth shirt, it cannot completely defend against these places, and these places are also Zhao Bo's weakness.

After Tornado discovered Zhao Bo's intentions, he immediately retreated, widening the distance between him and Zhao Bo, he moved his arm and felt his arm, but fortunately, he was not injured, and it did not have much impact.

Zhao Bo didn't expect that the muscles of the tornado were so tough, and he didn't have any effect after five or six punches, which is not easy to do, but if you drip through the stones, you don't believe that you can't break through your defenses.

When the tornado attacked again, Zhao Bobi drew a scoop with a gourd, still hitting the cover door of the tornado, even if he was hit by the tornado once or twice, he would have to output wildly, and the two of them were crazy.

After a few back and forth, the bell rang, the second round ended, the tornado stopped the attack under the referee's block, his eyes were red, as if he was a crazy bull, Zhao Bo was still light, if it wasn't for the scars on his face and an arm that couldn't be lifted a little, he thought Zhao Bo had won.

"Abo, everyone has seen your efforts, stop it."

Ip Man said to Zhao Bo that Zhao Bo had worked very hard in the second round, but Tornado was not vegetarian either.

"Don't worry, Master, I know in my heart, this guy is also very sexual, so don't worry."

Zhao Bo grabbed the arm that couldn't be lifted with his hand and twisted and pushed hard, with a click, the dislocated arm recovered, dealing with this bruise, Huang Feihong is an expert, and Zhao Bo didn't learn less medical skills at the beginning, so the injury of dislocation is a piece of cake for Zhao Bo.

This arm was dislocated by the tornado when he was bullying and attacking just now, and the original punch was aimed at his head, and he dodged quickly, but the tornado temporarily changed his move, hit his shoulder, and dislocated his shoulder with one punch, fortunately, the bell rang early at the end of the round, otherwise he might have lost, Zhao Bo had no confidence that he could win the tornado without losing an arm.

"Senior brother, that foreign devil is too big, we will suffer too much by beating him, so forget it."

Hearing that click, Huang Liang felt furious in his heart, the senior brother could still do it to himself, if it was himself, I am afraid he would not dare to do this.

"Hmph, it's hard to say whether it's a loss or not, I don't believe that the foreign devil is unscathed, even if I am going to lose, I have to bite off a piece of meat on that foreign devil, Master, you observe the foreign devil's attack more, if I lose, you will beat him like a dog."

Zhao Bo didn't want to give up, he fought until now, and finally saw a glimmer of hope for victory, Zhao Bo wanted to fight, if he directly solved the tornado, Ip Man wouldn't they just have to play.

Moved his arm and felt the situation, it didn't hurt anymore, but Zhao Bo knew that this was only temporary, and after a while, the injury would break out, and he would suffer by himself at that time.

I just don't know what happened to the tornado, Zhao Bo looked at the tornado and saw that the tornado was desperately drinking water, and at the same time asked people to massage his arms.

Tornado wanted to shoot that Huaxia guy, he felt that his arms were sore and weak, and he couldn't use any force he wanted to, which had too much impact on him.

That Huaxia guy is too cunning, he fights his own weaknesses, if he continues like this, he will definitely lose, he can't lose to these Huaxiakees, he is the boxing king of the British Empire.

"Taylor, don't fight that Huaxia man, fight him, hold him, hit him in the ribs."

The coach of the tornado saw clearly below, the Chinese man was too flexible, and it was difficult for the tornado's fist to hit the opponent, he calculated the number of times the two sides hit each other, the tornado hit the Chinese man sixteen times, and the Chinese man hit the tornado seventy or eighty times, which was too disproportionate, even if the Chinese people were not strong enough, but the accumulation of small amounts was a lot, and the tornado would suffer no matter how it was calculated.

So the coach of the tornado can only think of other ways, the grappling is the way the coach came up with, since the Chinese can hide, let him not dodge, as long as the tornado hits the Chinese people, the Chinese people will definitely lose.

"Don't worry, the next round is his death."

Tornado let out cruel words again, after the assistant's massage, the soreness in his muscles has been relieved a lot, and the coach has also given instructions, it will be much easier, and the next round must kill this Huaxia.

Although the coach mentioned the method, but he no longer underestimated Huaxia martial arts, Huaxia people are really smart, and the coach is not sure whether Tornado's cruel words can work, so he can only watch it, if Tornado fails, then he should also consider training another person, Tornado, this guy is too stupid, useless.