Peng Bo shouted, "Pegasus Meteor Fist! At the same time, he shook his shoulders and saw that a powerful hook was about to be struck. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Qian Long also quickly adjusted his body and leaned towards Peng Bo's fist that had not yet been struck.

Peng Bo, on the other hand, smiled evilly.

A trace of surprise passed through Qian Long's heart, and then he felt his body fly.

"How so?" The people under the ring were surprised to see that the invincible senior in their hearts was actually beaten up by their opponents.

Qian Long fell heavily to the ground, and he knew what kind of means Peng Bo had used.

That guy's punches are fake, and any Pegasus Meteor Punch is also a disguise, the purpose is to attract his attention, and then attack his next game.

Qian Long, who got up from the ground, also figured out that Peng Bo's attack was actually not a threat, and the latter's little tricks were all things that could not be put on the table.

Glaring at Peng Bo angrily, Qian Long said, "What a cunning boy! Again! ”

Bite~! There was a crunch.

"The first round is over!" The referee stepped forward and stopped Qian Long, who was about to rush up, desperately.

"The first game is over, both sides go back to rest!" The bald referee snapped.

Qian Long walked back to his seat indignantly, and three large students stepped forward to help him relax his muscles and wipe his sweat.

Peng Bo also sat back in the corner.

"Good fight!" Lin Dazha came up and said.

Sikong Guang came up with a towel at this time to help Peng Bo wipe the sweat off his body, and then pinched his shoulder and said, "Good job!" Win that guy! ”

Peng Bo smiled bitterly and said, "That guy is not easy to deal with!" ”

"No problem, come on!" Lin Dazha also said vigorously on the side.

In fact, Peng Bo's heart was also full of confidence at this time. Although this is his first time participating in a sanda competition, the competition is a competition after all, and it is different from the bodyguard work that is always in danger and needs to fight and kill.

At least no one will play with their lives here.

Seeing Peng Bo's confident expression, Lin Dazha's heart was also relieved, he knew deeply that this kid was powerful. At the beginning of the reservoir, although he was not able to win himself, the former's real strength as a student party has surpassed most of the contestants here.

The break is just a minute in time.

A minute later, Peng Bo and Qian Long stood face to face again in the center of the ring.

"Boy, don't think it's great to be able to play a little trick, if you don't have any real skills, I advise you to go back and wipe the toilet!" Qian Long said angrily.

Regarding the fact that Peng Bo kicked him before the end of the first game just now, Qian Long's psychology has always been grudgeful.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!" Peng Bo's old trick was repeated, and his fist pretended to be a hometown Qian Long.

Qian Long snorted and drank, "Do you think this can still deceive me?" Then he didn't care about Peng Bo's fist and kicked it out.

This kick hit Peng Bo's lower abdomen, but Qian Long did not stop.

A whip kick, a back kick, a slalom kick, and three quick successions all hit the thigh of Peng Bo's right leg.

Peng Bo only felt that his thighs were hot and painful, and he had no way to support his body and fell in the ring.

"That's the leg you kicked me, right?" Qian Long glanced at Peng Bo, who had fallen to the ground, turned around and walked back.

The bald referee came to Peng Bo's side at this time and asked, "Can you still hold on?" ”

Peng Bo touched his thigh, where the place where Qian Long kicked three times in a row was already faintly swollen, but he gritted his teeth and said, "No problem!" ”

The bald referee nodded and took two steps back.

Peng Bo held his knee with one hand and the floor with the other and stood up slowly.

"Come again!" Peng Bo waved back at Qian Long.

Qian Long smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Under the boxing ring, the hearts of everyone in the Jiaotong University Sanda Club jumped out of their throats at this time.

"That idiot! The first game was not played well, why couldn't I hold on so quickly! Yao Guang said.

"Is that what he calls a special move?"

"Are we hopeless?"

Just now, when they saw Peng Bo fall to the ground, everyone's eyes were full of anxiety and panic, and when they saw Peng Bo limping up, there was a trace of despair in their hearts.

Judging by the performance just now. In the first game, Qian Long didn't show his real strength at all. The triple kick just now is probably the move he can really get his hands on.

Qian Long didn't care what Peng Bo's current state was, when he saw the latter stand up and the referee stepped back, he immediately kicked forward sideways and continued to kick towards Peng Bo's injured side.

It was no longer convenient for Peng Bo to move his feet, so he could only take this kick with both hands.

But Qian Long was not relieved, he kicked out continuously.

For a while, there were fists and kicks in the ring, and Peng Bo was beaten into a punching bag.

But it was this sandbag, like a small tree in a storm, that didn't fall.

"Peng Bo! Come on! Sikong Guang in the audience suddenly shouted.

"Hold on!" Feng Dingyi, who had always been silent, also shouted.

Next, there were people shouting one after another from the Sanda Club of Jiaotong University, and gradually the sound filled the entire venue.

The students who were competing next to them also looked at this side, and were instantly shocked by the scene on the stage.

Qian Long didn't attack Peng Bo's injured leg at this time, nor did he use any wrestling skills, but single-mindedly hit Peng Bo with his fists and feet.

All kinds of combos and combos are used like a show, showing Qian Long's personal strength, and destroying the opponent.

"Why is this man like this? Wouldn't it be enough to knock people down directly? ”

"yes, isn't that abusive?"

"The one who was beaten is also strong! If I had fallen to the ground and conceded defeat. ”

Whispers sounded in the venue, and most of the people were about to lose their breath.

Sikong Guang in the audience was already full of tears, and his voice was already hoarse, but he still shouted: "Senior Peng Bo, hold on!" ”

Yao Guang also clenched his fists at this time, gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you can't lose to me!" We haven't fought each other yet! ”

Peng Bo in the ring couldn't hear the shouts below, and the only sound in his ears now was the sound of Qian Long's fists and the thumping of fist strikes.

"I have to think of something!" Peng Bo thought to himself, "That guy obviously wants to make me suffer, if this continues, in the end, he will definitely win." ”

But Qian Long didn't give Peng Bo any chance, he kept hitting, leaving no space at all. (To be continued.) )