Because Huang Xiaohao's operation to explore the underground base went smoothly and did not alarm any guards on Han Jian's side at all, the next day the island was calm and the game was held as usual.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, or if someone deliberately arranged it, on the second day of the Wushu Invitational Tournament, Huang Xiaohao, Miao Kexiu, and Brother Xiaolong, these three people who didn't play yesterday were all scheduled for a competition today.

Luckily, the three of them were still fighting against others, not their own people.

The first to play was Miao Kexiu.

Her opponent was a strong black man who practiced boxing, tall and long-legged and muscular. Miao Kexiu's height is no longer short, but when he stood in front of him, he was directly two heads shorter, and his body size was one or two times smaller than him.

The two people facing each other in the field look like Beauty and the Beast. However, the strong black man who looked like a beast was not at all relaxed in his heart, and he did not mean to despise his opponent at all.

Because the expression on Miao Kexiu's face is really weird.

Facing such a heavyweight opponent as a black strong man, Miao Kexiu, a lightweight existence, not only did not have a trace of nervousness and fear on his face, but also had a look of excitement, excitement, and even excitement.

Before the referee could shout to start, Miao Kexiu's eyes revealed a look of eagerness, staring at the black man's appearance, as if he was staring at a small prey, and the black man's heart was furious.

Coupled with Yi Qiaomei's performance of punching her opponent with her eyes closed yesterday, it is also obvious to all. Miao Kexiu, the same female guest, is still a companion with Yi Qiaomei, which is really not to be despised at all.

So after the referee shouted to start, the black strong man, not only did not immediately attack, but stood in place with extreme caution and put on a defensive posture of boxing.

When Miao Kexiu saw this, she didn't care. With a smile on his face, at the speed of a normal person, he rushed directly in front of this strong black man and took the lead in punching him.

This punch is only tentative, and it is similar to the strength of a normal person.

The black strong man was relieved to see that Miao Kexiu's speed was not fast.

When he raised his arm to block Miao Kexiu's punch, he felt that the strength of this fist was only equivalent to the strength of an ordinary adult man. Although it is good for a woman to have this kind of strength, but at the level of this ordinary person, a strong black man is not afraid at all. His strong muscles are not ornaments, and a fist of this strength will not hurt no matter how many times he hits.

Completely relaxed in his heart, the black strong man shrugged his shoulders and raised his fist, opened his bow left and right, and the two jabs went straight to Miao Kexiu's face.

The strength and speed are completely the highest level in the past, and there is no intention of releasing water.

Although such a beautiful face, if it is damaged by himself, the black strong man will feel a little pity in his heart. But when he stood on the martial arts arena, he only had opponents in his eyes, no women, and he would not have the slightest pity for his subordinates.

"Bang Bang~!" Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and to the surprise of the black man, his two jabs were easily blocked by Miao Kexiu holding his wrist.

The arms and wrists were as white and delicate as works of art made of ceramic white jade, but they firmly blocked the two thick fists of the black man, and they did not move at all.

The black strong man was shocked, remembering the performance of another female guest yesterday, he slid down and retreated, and instantly distanced himself from Miao Kexiu.

However, Miao Kexiu did not take the opportunity to fight back as he thought in his heart, but paused and muttered in a low voice.

"Hmm~! About three points of strength~! ”

This sentence was said in Chinese, and the black strong man also worshipped a Chinese martial artist as a teacher, and if he understood the general knowledge of Chinese martial arts, he could naturally understand Miao Kexiu's words.

But he couldn't understand what that meant.

"Three points of power? What do you mean? Are you talking about me? ”

Miao Kexiu didn't mean to explain, after receiving two punches from the black strong man and feeling his strength, which was about three times that of ordinary people, she controlled her own strength to the same extent, and rushed towards the black strong man on guard again.

The purpose of her participation in the competition is to win the championship and become the number one woman in the world.

However, if you just rely on your super physique, just like yesterday's Yi Qiaomei, and beat the opponent with one punch, this is completely invincible, and the championship won by this means is not interesting at all.

Therefore, at the beginning of the competition, Miao Kexiu already planned to suppress his strength and speed to the same extent as his opponent, and planned to win by relying on skills alone and boxing cultivation.

So when Miao Kexiu fought with the black strong man again, the black man was immediately surprised to find that the strength contained in Miao Kexiu's fist was much greater than just now, and he felt as if he was on par with himself, which made his arm faintly painful.

"Drink~!"

Miao Kexiujiao shouted, her fists and feet, like a storm, hit the black strong man at a dazzling speed.

Then they were all parried by the black strong man who either dodged or blocked the ground.

Because such an attack speed is just within the limit of his reaction.

Don't look at the black strong man's muscles, in fact, what he is most proud of is his punching speed.

His nickname in the boxing ring is "Bee Sting", and his two-handed serial jab in the boxing ring of the United States is notoriously fast, once setting a record of more than 300 punches in one minute.

However, when he received all the attacks from Miao Kexiu, he was not the slightest bit proud, but was even more shocked in his heart.

"Even the speed of punching is about the same as myself~!"

Strength, speed, are almost the same level as yourself. If the opponent was a strong man about the same height as himself, then the black man would not be so shocked in his heart.

But now he is fighting with him, but it is a petite oriental woman, with thin arms and legs, who looks like she will be broken when she is pinched, and she can have this kind of strength and speed, which is really surprising and unbelievable.

Even if you think about it deeply, if this kind of strength and speed is still the level that this woman deliberately controls, it will be even more terrifying.

Thinking of the power and speed of Miao Kexiu's first punch, it is just an ordinary level. And the sentence that was muttered in his mouth after receiving his two punches, the more the black man thought about it, the more he felt weak, and the more he thought about it, the more furious his heart became.

One didn't pay attention, but he was punched in the chest by Miao Kexiu, causing him to stagger back several steps and almost fall.

"What are you thinking? Can you be serious? Miao Kexiu didn't mean to take the opportunity to chase and fight, but stood in place and shouted in English.

She had already taken the game so seriously, but the opponent didn't have a serious expression at all, and when she fought against her, she was still distracted and thinking about things, which really made her dissatisfied.

If you win like this, you won't be able to win the same way.

"Okay." The black man punched Miao Kexiu in the chest, felt a little depressed, stroked his chest and took a breath, and then responded in Chinese, "Thank you~!" ”

After saying these words of thanks, the expression on the black man's face immediately became extremely serious.

He has suppressed all the emotions and thoughts in his heart, and no longer regards Miao Kexiu as a petite weak woman, but a strong enemy who is on par with himself.