Lachai looked at Gao Heng as if he was looking at a dead man, he was very clear about Ba Song's strength, because he also practiced Muay Thai, so he naturally knew the murderous name of Ba Song in the small circle.

Pa Song used to be a student in a martial arts gym in Thailand, because of the embarrassment of life, he went to fight black boxing, and was almost beaten to death several times, which also made him become ferocious and violent. Later, Ba Song honed for a long time and made a name for himself in the underground boxing tournament, during which he kicked to death in the ring of no less than ten opponents.

This time, Ba Song signed up for the Street Fighter Tournament, hoping to make a name for himself in the preliminary round and attract the attention of Muay Thai Tiger Saget, so as to get some guidance on cultivation.

Although Sagate is the head of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Shaluo Organization, he is usually obsessed with cultivation, and occasionally finds good seedlings, and will also give some guidance to promote the juniors. However, although Sagate has accepted a lot of registered disciples, the only one who can really make him look down on him as a personal apprentice is the self-proclaimed Leopard of Muay Thai, the rebellious and arrogant Aton.

In the knockout round, Ba Song was unlucky, and he met a tough second-rate martial artist, only to be knocked out of the lower bracket. He, like Gao Heng, has already won two games in a row, and if he wins one more game, he will be able to get the qualification certificate for the preliminary round.

After the referee shouted to start, Gao Heng held the Tang knife and waited for him. Ba Song put two one-fingered tigers with sharp angles on the middle fingers of both hands, and then moved his hands and feet. As you can imagine, if you are hit by a fist with a fingered tiger, coupled with the strength of Ba Song himself, this critical blow is absolutely ferocious.

Ba Song has a fierce aura on his body, and he has killed people and seen blood, so this kind of killing temperament is naturally experienced. Muay Thai is a very lethal boxing technique, and if you are not careful, you will either die or be injured. Moreover, the Street Fighter competition is an unlimited fight, and anyone who walks into the ring is equivalent to signing a life and death contract by default.

"Your whirlwind stunt is really good, but it's not a threat to me at all."

Hearing Ba Song's seemingly disdainful tone, Gao Heng smiled instead. Because this means that Ba Song is actually a little jealous, otherwise he would not use this kind of clumsy psychological tactics. Although the spinning dragon may not be able to do much damage to Ba Song, if he is swept out of the ring like Joseph, it will be too embarrassing to lose.

"Is Muay Thai a mouth cannon?" Gao Heng deliberately provoked Ba Song.

"You dare to insult the great Thai Boxing? I want you dead! The murderous intent in Ba Song's eyes was irrepressibly diffused. His feet jumped slightly, slowly approaching, and then he slammed a short straight punch into Gao Heng's face.

Short straight punches are characterized by fast attacks and are often used as a starting hand for probing adjustments in order to unleash more powerful back straight punches. elbows, knees or kicks and other follow-up attacks.

The fist blows in the face.

Even if it was just a temptation, this punch seemed to be powerful and heavy, which fully proved the strength of Ba Song himself.

"Get out of here!" Gao Heng drank coldly, and the strong air currents around him twisted like a tornado, spinning and swinging like a dragon snake, so that Ba Song's fist was almost nowhere to start.

The wind swept like a pillar, protecting Gao Heng tightly in it.

Well? This whirlwind skill can even protect the body? Ba Song snorted coldly, retreated, and prepared for a counterattack. He didn't believe that Gao Heng could maintain this state for long. When the time comes, there will be no skills, and with the opponent's weak body and slow speed, he will be kicked to death in three or two kicks.

Gao Heng's eyes were fierce, his shoulders were slightly heavy, and he rushed towards Ba Song.

E-level skill, Brute Bull Charge.

"Look for death!" In the face of such a provocation, Ba Song's anger also came up, and he suddenly jumped up like a tiger, raised his left knee, and pressed directly against Gao Heng's heart. At the same time, the right fist is like a hammer. Smash into Gao Heng's temple on the forehead.

Muay Thai kills, tiger knee kills.

It's going to be a hard hit.

Gao Heng Tang slashed down, the knife qi activated, and suddenly shot out a sword qi and slashed at Ba Song's knee.

"Ahh Ba Song suddenly had an extra scar on his knee. But he gritted his teeth, even if his arm was scratched by the wind of the whirling dragon, and continued to punch out. Gao Heng dodged in a hurry, was hit in the face, his nose bone clicked and broken, and at least a dozen teeth were lost.

Stumbled and fell. Gao Heng endured the severe pain, spit out his teeth mixed with blood, and urged the Yellow Turban Talisman. But there was a half-second delay in summoning the Yellow Turban Soldiers.

Ba Song has been playing black boxing since he was a teenager, what injuries have he not tried? Therefore, even if the injury to the left knee affects the movement, this guy still kicks over like a mad tiger and fights back, desperately exchanging injuries for injuries, and he doesn't care.

Be ruthless to your enemies, and even more ruthless to yourself!

It is precisely because of this ferocity that he has survived from the ring of the underground boxing tournament to this day.

"Boom!" Gao Heng was kicked and fell to the edge of the ring, his entire thigh bone was broken, and he couldn't stand up. However, Ba Song was not much better, because he forced his right leg through the layers of strong winds of the whirling dragon, and the injury to his left knee made him look limping and losing his flexibility.

"Thief!" Several Yellow Turban soldiers surrounded Ba Song, and one of the big men shouted angrily, "A certain Nai Shi Chang Zhang Xian, Hugh has to hurt my lord!" ”

"Gao Heng!" Chen Ru screamed and wanted to run over, but was stopped by Jing Yuan.

"Don't distract him." Jing Yuan's face was nervous, and she quietly clenched the black short spear in her hand, once Gao Heng was in danger of her life, she would rush forward if she violated the rules.

As if he saw Jing Yuan's plan, Lachai took a few steps ahead, just blocking the direction.

"Gao Heng, admit defeat quickly, it will be the same if you win the next game......" Zhao Liyu saw several Yellow Turban soldiers on the stage at this time, and her voice stopped abruptly. It seems that Gao Heng still has the possibility of turning around?

The sword was like a wheel, slashing towards Ba Song.

Ba Song struck an uppercut and elbow to knock down the two Yellow Turban soldiers neatly, but there were also a few more knife wounds on his body, and he immediately became a bloody man.

"It's cheating!" Ba Song looked angrily at the referee, he needed an explanation.

"This is the puppet soldier I summoned, why do you call me cheating?" Gao Heng coughed and raised his head, he couldn't let the Yellow Turban Soldier be recognized as an external force interfering in the game, and then sentence him to violate the rules, disqualify him, and wait for the master to erase it.

The referee Innu was uncertain, not knowing whether to use the question to play. After all, Ratchai hopes that Ba Song will beat Gao Heng to death in the ring, and if Gao Heng is sentenced to violate the rules and driven out of the competition, Ratchai may not be willing.

Seeing Innu's inquiring gaze, Lachai also hesitated. However, when he saw Ba Song hit his shoulder sideways, punched and kicked, exchanged injuries for injuries, and knocked down several Yellow Turban soldiers, he became excited again. The situation is obviously in Ba Song's favor, Gao Heng fell half dead in the ring, and Ba Song only needs to give a few more blows, he can beat him to death.

At this time, Ratchai was worried that Gao Heng would admit defeat.

With trembling hands, he took out the boiling liquid and drank it, Gao Heng, who couldn't get up in severe pain, suddenly felt that his mind became active, and the original only half of his mental power suddenly returned to a state of seven or eighty.

Looking at the scarred Ba Song smirk, Gao Heng's face showed resolute cruelty, you want to kill me, but I also want to kill you for a long time.

The dragon swirled, and the air around it became hot as the waves of fire rolled over.

Ba Song screamed and retreated, trying to get away from the range of the fire dragon, but Zhang Xian, the yellow scarf on the ground, jumped up and hugged his waist, entangled him to death, even if he was beaten by Ba Song and vomited blood, he would never let go.

The dragon was raging, and Ba Song's howl gradually fell silent. (To be continued.) )

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