In the boxing ring, the grappling between Taro Miura and Zhao Bo made him unable to speak, Zhao Bo's speed suddenly became faster, and he had hit himself several times in a row, and he couldn't stop it, if Zhao Bo hit his neck or side face, he was afraid that his combat effectiveness would decline, and it would be even worse at that time.

But Taro Miura didn't dare to pull away, for fear that Zhao Bo would use great force to kill him, so he could only look for opportunities in the close-range grappling, he still didn't forget the results of judo, and when he had the opportunity, he wanted to grab Zhao Bo's clothes, and then threw Zhao Bo to the ground.

But Zhao Bo was on guard, when Taro Miura grabbed his collar, Zhao Bo immediately pressed his two hands on Taro Miura's arms, pressed down, Taro Miura could only bend his arms down, Zhao Bo stepped forward with both hands, and hit Taro Miura's neck with both hands, making Taro Miura's throat feel pain, and he could only let go and retreat.

Zhao Bo took advantage of the victory to pursue, Wing Chun used a short fight, his fist was comparable to a submachine gun, and he hit Miura Taro without stopping, Miura Taro could only temporarily hold back the discomfort in his throat, and his hands were in front of him to resist Zhao Bo's continuous attacks.

When Zhao Bo finished attacking in one round, Taro Miura seized the opportunity and grabbed Zhao Bo's arm, then twisted his body and pushed his waist to throw Zhao Bo out again.

This time, Taro Miura launched very suddenly, and when he seized Zhao Bo's old moves, Zhao Bo was not well prepared, and Taro Miura was too experienced, so Zhao Bo was carried over, but Zhao Bo was not slow to react, and adjusted his posture in the air.

When he fell, Zhao Bo supported the ground with his feet and grabbed Taro Miura's arm with his hands, so that his body formed a parallel line with the ground, and he was not thrown to the ground.

Taro Miura's other hand was raised to Zhao Bo's heart and was about to fall, he was fast, Zhao Bo was faster, and after his feet landed, he quickly kicked out with one foot and went straight to Taro Miura's head.

Taro Miura's fist landed on Zhao Bo's chest, Zhao Bo's foot also kicked on the top of Taro Miura's head, the two of them were hit at the same time, Zhao Bo's body fell on the ring, and Taro Miura took a few steps back in a row, his steps were a little staggering, and he seemed to be a little dizzy.

Zhao Bo carp stiffened, turned over and stood up, shook his shoulder, Miura Taro's punch just now was not light, I am afraid that he realized that he was resistant to fighting, so he would make such a heavy punch, but it still didn't hurt himself much, just like the strength of ordinary people's jokes, it didn't pose any threat to himself, unless Miura Taro was promoted to dark energy, his iron cloth shirt would be greatly reduced.

Taro Miura, who took a few steps back, was also a little sober, he looked at Zhao Bo, there was an indescribable meaning in his eyes, but there was absolutely no fear, retreat, fear, and give up, Taro Miura still had the determination to fight.

Zhao Bo waved his hands, showing the double shape of a tiger and a crane, which made Taro Miura's eyes narrow, he found that Zhao Bo's momentum was improving, and he seemed to be facing a tiger, but Taro Miura was excellent in mind after all, and he was not deterred, although it had an impact, it did not affect his hands.

Zhao Bo was like a tiger out of the gate, pounced on Miura Taro, and the tiger claw slapped at Miura Taro, this claw is not only a tiger and crane double attack, but also the killer palm of Huo Jiaquan, the internal force is instilled in it, Zhao Bo is confident, even if it is a bluestone slab more than ten centimeters thick, he can also cut it with one palm.

Taro Miura's eyes suddenly froze, Zhao Bo's momentum had locked on him, giving Taro Miura a feeling that he couldn't escape, Taro Miura could only add up his hands and block Zhao Bo's blow.

When Zhao Bo's tiger claw buckled on Miura Taro's blocked arm, Miura Taro felt as if it was a high mountain pressing down, and if he was hard connected, his arm would probably break, and Miura Taro could only sink his body to cushion Zhao Bo's strength.

It wasn't until Taro Miura knelt down on one knee that he caught Zhao Bo's palm, but Taro Miura also knew that he was afraid that he was already injured, and his arm must be cracked, and if he received another palm, his arm would be broken directly.

The audience's exclamations were one after another, they felt as if they were on a roller coaster, with the ups and downs of the situation on the field, Zhao Bo was fallen, and the two of them exchanged injuries for injuries, and then Zhao Bo knocked Taro Miura to his knees with a palm, this is simply watching a martial arts movie, it's amazing.

The people who support Zhao Bo shouted Zhao Bo to cheer, and those island country viewers shouted loudly, they don't want their country's people to lose here, especially Miura Taro is one of the best masters in the island country, if Miura Taro loses, it is to admit that the island country is inferior to China in some aspects.

Even if it is a time of peace, the island countries are secretly trying to compare themselves with China, and they must overpower China in everything, otherwise how to maintain their identity as a strong country.

Su Qing was also not as easy as she was at the beginning, because she found that Zhao Bo was not a one-sided crusher, Taro Miura was able to fight Zhao Bo back and forth, and almost knocked Zhao Bo down several times, she was afraid that Zhao Bo would be injured.

"Qingqing, don't worry, Zhao Bo is so powerful, he hasn't been defeated yet, you see, he hasn't already beaten Miura Taro to his knees."

Tang Jiaqi saw Su Qing's nervousness, so she opened her mouth to comfort Su Qing.

"I know, but Zhao Bo was also beaten a lot by that Miura Taro, what if he gets hurt."

Su Qing's eyes were full of worry, she couldn't see Zhao Bo gaining the upper hand, she only saw Zhao Bo being thrown and Zhao Bo being beaten, these were what she saw.

"Su Qing, don't worry, don't forget that Abo is good at iron cloth, a few hits from that little devil can't hurt Abo, Abo will definitely win."

Wang Haoran, who had suffered from gains and losses before, suddenly looked down on winning and losing, like the monks, and was no longer so nervous, but came to comfort Su Qing.

"Well, I'll try to relax."

Su Qing could only say this, but she still couldn't relax in her heart, because the one who was fighting in the ring was her husband.

Zhao Bo's tiger claws are faster than one claw, Miura Taro didn't dare to continue to fight with Zhao Bo at all, the thick practice clothes on his body were torn open by Zhao Bo's tiger claws, if he caught Miura Taro's meat, I am afraid that the skin will be opened.

Miura Taro can only fight back with his legs, Miura Taro tried hard to attack Zhao Bo with his legs, but with little success, he also needed a few openings in his legs, Miura Taro could only keep retreating, so as to ensure that he was not hit by Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo was not careless, although he had the upper hand, Taro Miura was not a vegetarian, if he seized the opportunity, he would also be knocked to the ground, and if he hit his own vital point, he would not necessarily capsize in the gutter.