The red-haired boy who was shot out was blocked by an iron fist, which saved him from knocking over the table and chair. Rao is like this, but he is at a loss, and he still hasn't figured out how he flew out.

The people around were also extremely surprised, they barely saw how Zi Shumo made a move, and they could only judge by guessing.

The red-haired boy was not convinced, broke away from his iron fist and pounced on Zi Shumo again.

Zi Shumo didn't really want to hurt this kid, and he didn't want to consume his physical strength, after all, there were so many people behind him. Can use the least amount of energy to deal with a person, never more. Based on this principle, Zishumo's movements are very subtle, mainly dodging + "holding the sheep by the hand".

In just a few minutes, the red-haired boy was so shocked by Zi Shumo's dodging skills that he gave up the attack. Panting and waving his hand, he said, "Forget it, count you as a winner!" You belonged to a monkey in your last life, right!? ”

The puffed red-haired boy patted his chest and walked to the right, where was the "defeated zone" that Zi Shumo had just demarcated.

There was a burst of boos, and some people threw debris at the red-haired boy.

"Shhhh Have the ability to do it yourself! I voluntarily admit defeat, it's your business! The red-haired boy roared back fiercely, and everyone laughed and scolded again.

Then, the guy who was covered in flesh was pushed out of the crowd.

"Ball ball! You're on! ”

"Slap him! Crush him! ”

The person known as Qiuqiu looked a little silly, with a smirk on his face, but the fierceness in his eyes did not escape Zi Shumo's eyes.

Tsk, look at this body and the height of more than 1.9 meters, it is conservatively estimated that it will be about 300 catties!

With this body and bones, how did you get into the semifinals?

The more such people are, the more they can't be taken lightly!

"What weapon are you going to use?" Zi Shumo asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I brought a baton, do you think it can be used?" Qiuqiu was still smirking as he pulled out a jet-black baton from behind him.

Zi Shumo squinted his eyes and glanced at it, this is not like an ordinary baton, most of them have a lot of organs.

Without waiting for Zi Shumo to speak, the black panther quickly handed over Zi Shumo's gloves.

Zi Shumo had just put on his gloves, and the ball suddenly became difficult and slammed it towards Zi Shumo.

"Dead fatty! Do you want a face!? The little bell looked at the anger and went straight up, if it weren't for Zishumo waving at her, she hated to be able to directly burst out of that dead fat man. But Zishumo didn't let her break out, so she had to scold.

Obviously, this dead fat man Qiuqiu is a faceless person, no matter how little bell scolds, he is still full of smirks, but the hand waving the baton has not slowed down at all.

Zishu Mo flashed a few times, and still planned to use the method of four or two thousand catties to deal with this ball, but soon found that this ball was different from ordinary people, it was the legendary flexible fat man, and the lower plate was super stable, and the force fell thousands of catties, it seems that it will take a long time if you don't take it seriously.

Having made up his mind, Zi Shumo took a deep breath, and when Qiuqiu attacked again, he avoided the baton, stepped forward, and punched Qiuqiu's abdomen.

For this punch, Zi Shumo only used thirty percent of his strength. Ordinary people would have to be knocked away if they were punched by this punch, but this unlucky dead fat man was like a yoga ball, and he bounced out with a punch.

Zishumo frowned slightly, and laughed: "Qiuqiu, you are a good meat!" ”

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, my mother often says, eat more, your body will be better." Qiuqiu said with a smirk.

It's still a mommy boy!? Zi Shumo had a bit of a headache, but this attempt gave him a deeper understanding of this fat man.

Since this normal attack will be reflected by his fat body, the only way to do this is to use a special attack method.

If you want not to be counterattacked by the fat man's bullet meat, the only way is not to touch his body.

In the traditional martial arts of the Five Star Country, there is an existence called Cun Jin, which is characterized by sudden exertion at a very close distance from the opponent, without too much momentum. Fist techniques such as Wing Chun, Baji, Xingyi and so on all have this characteristic, which is expressed by the formula that mass multiplied by acceleration equals force.

Zi Shumo adjusted his breathing and body shape, and stood tall, in stark contrast to the round ball.

Qiuqiu smiled: "Gave up so soon? Then I'll give you a ride, although I don't really want to be the boss either. ”

While laughing, he slashed the baton vigorously.

Boom! When Qiuqiu just rolled in front of Zi Shumo, everyone barely saw any movement from Zi Shumo, and Qiuqiu flew out upside down, as if he had just hit a big truck that was speeding invisibly.

Qiuqiu flew out at once, smashing a lot of tables and chairs, and four or five unlucky ghosts who were slow to hide were affected.

As a result, while the ball was defeated, a small number of opponents were also damaged.

One of the most seriously injured was smashed by the ball and broke his arm, and the other was knocked unconscious.

Seeing this, Zishu Mo immediately asked the pill doctor to take a few other people to treat these injured people.

Listening to the screams of the wounded, the challenger's heart was tense.

Everyone began to mumble again, as if they were making a battle plan based on Zi Shumo's performance just now.

Zi Shumo didn't stop them, silently stood in the middle of the field to get dressed, and looked out the window with one hand on his back.

At this time, the sky is full of stars, but it is difficult to hide the light of the moon, but it looks eclipsed by the brilliance of the moon.

This gloom cannot be experienced so clearly on a sunny day.

"Cassel! We're here to challenge you! ”

Zi Shumo retracted his gaze to look for prestige, but saw the hedgehog head surrounded by six people.

On the left-hand side, the cannon, wearing earrings, clasped his hands in front of his chest, staring at Zi Shumo surrounded by his partners.

"Is there anyone like you!? There are too many people to bully too little! Shameless! No face, no skin, no shame! The little bell was anxious again, and stomped his little feet and scolded.

"Hey, hey, little sister, can you not talk like that? Your little brother said that as many people greet you in the same way. If you say that, it doesn't make sense. ”

"I'm me, little brother is little brother! I'll just say you're shameless! That's it! ”

"Hey, you, you ......" The hedgehog head was about to scare the little bell back, and when he saw the chill in Zi Shumo's eyes, he swallowed those dirty words back, and said angrily: "You wait, there is a time when you look good!" ”

Little Bell grimaced and smiled, "I look good now!" Much better looking than you! Hedgehog head! Ugly! ”

The hedgehog rolled his eyes in anger, and the artillery outside the field frowned and shouted, "Hey! Are you going to quarrel with the kids!? ”

Being roared by the artillery like this, the hedgehog head came back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and no matter how much the little bell scolded, he didn't reply.

Everyone quickly formed an encirclement and surrounded Zishu Mo.

(End of chapter)