Mo Bufan couldn't show his martial arts, but at a critical moment, he thought of a strange trick, that is, broadcast gymnastics.

Someone once joked that if a master performs broadcast gymnastics, will it be equivalent to a very powerful martial art?

Mo Bufan disagrees with this, because in his eyes, broadcast gymnastics is broadcast gymnastics, and it has nothing to do with martial arts. But now, he pins his only hope on broadcast gymnastics.

I have to say that for him, it seems to be a little ironic.

"The times are calling, stretching begins!"

Mo Bufan started exercising directly, as for why it is this set of broadcast gymnastics, the reason is also very simple, because he is still a little impressed by the times calling this set.

"What's the situation?"

Shen Yong originally wanted to continue attacking, but when he saw Mo Bufan's body suddenly move strangely, he was also slightly stunned.

After watching it for about three or four seconds, Shen Yong went straight to Mo Bufan again, after all, he already had the bottom in his heart for the punch before, Mo Bufan was weaker than him, even if he used strange martial arts, it would not work, unless it was a high-level martial art.

"Baichuan Fist!"

Shen Yong used his martial arts, the Shen family is not the most first-class big family in Longshan Town, but it is a big family anyway, and there are still yellow-level martial arts. Baichuan Fist is a yellow-level martial art, but it is a yellow-level low-grade martial art.

"Huang Pin's lower-level martial arts have been detected, data collection is underway!"

"Collect your uncle, when is it, and collect data!"

If at any other moment, the Heavenly Wolf made this kind of prompt sound, Mo Bufan would definitely be very happy in his heart. But at the moment, he is really not happy, it takes a long time to collect data, and he needs to constantly fight with the other party, so that he can collect complete data.

Collecting Zhu Wanling's Jade Wind Palm before, it took some time. At this juncture in front of him, he is not allowed to operate like this at all.

Martial arts are important, but compared to fate, it is not worth mentioning. If you can't even save your life, what kind of martial arts are you, it's a fart.

"Stretching exercises to walk you!"

In the face of Shen Yong's Baichuan boxing martial arts, Mo Bufan immediately quickly performed the stretching exercise in broadcast gymnastics.

Punch your fist with both hands upward!

This sudden move really worked, it actually directly cracked Shen Yong's offensive, and the upward punch hit Shen Yong's chin even more solidly.

Although this punch was not enough to cause a fatal crisis to Shen Yong, it could at least make Shen Yong feel pain and even a little injured.

"It really works!"

Mo Bufan didn't expect to perform the trick of broadcasting gymnastics, and it really came in handy, successfully hitting Shen Yong, but the fly in the ointment was that he himself was punched.

Shen Yong was the first to be hit by him, causing Shen Yong's fist to be aimed at his chest, but then it deviated and shifted to his right arm.

"It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, it's a good cat if it can catch mice. ”

Originally, Mo Bufan didn't have the bottom in his heart, and what he was thinking about more was how to get out and leave. Through the confrontation just now, he changed his mind, and it seems that the three-star martial artist in front of him may not be invincible.

The most important thing is that I was punched by the opponent just now, and it doesn't seem to be as strong as I imagined in advance, and there is no big injury such as a broken bone, just a little pain.

"What move did you just make, martial arts?"

There was a punch in the jaw, and it was not difficult to see from Shen Yong's reaction that it hurt a little. After all, he is not a body forger, and his body defense also relies on the vitality in his body, and this is the key to Mo Bufan's victory.

"It's your business, look at the trick!"

"Die, Baichuan Fist!"

Shen had the courage to grit his teeth and cast the Baichuan Fist again.

"The times are calling, kick the movement, go you!"

It used to be a stretch, now it's a kick. Like the stretching exercise, this time it was also very sudden, even though Shen Yong was prepared in his heart, but he was still caught off guard.

Shen Yong defended the lower body, and Mo Bufan kicked out, impartially, just in the center of Shen Yong's legs.

Immediately, Shen Yong screamed in pain, and tears came out, which was not an exaggeration at all.

"You are so despicable, you actually use such indiscriminate methods!"

Shen Yong covered his hips involuntarily with both hands, and the feeling of soreness was truly indescribable.

"Cut! I didn't hear the sound of popping eggs, which means it's okay. Yes, boy, it's pretty strong, haha!"

"You..."

Shen Yong was so angry that he couldn't speak, since he was a child, he had never been so angry.

"Die, die, give me death!"

"Baichuan Fist!"

"Baichuan Fist!"

"Baichuan Fist!"

Maybe it was because he was completely irritated by the stimulation that caused Shen Yong to be a little crazy, to the point of going berserk, using martial arts vigorously and attacking wildly.

"Damn, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Mo Bufan gasped, not daring to be careless.

It's okay if other parts of the body are hit, but if you are hit in a vital part, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Not good!"

It may be that Shen Yong's attack was too fierce, and after Mo Bufan dodged continuously, he was still hit with two punches, one of which was almost hit by the heart.

"Noisy, I'm scared to death. ”

"That's not right!"

Mo Bufan raised his hand and touched the position where he was hit in the chest just now, it was reasonable that he would definitely be seriously injured by this punch, but the result was a slight injury.

"I understand, it's the vitality, and the vitality in his body is constantly depleting. As his vitality is depleted, the power of his attacks decreases, but my body's defense remains the same. ”

"Haha, it looks like the scales of victory are starting to tip on my side. ”

"The times are calling, turn the movement, go you!"

Mo Bufan performed radio gymnastics again, and this time, he changed the trick again and came to a twist movement.

A lunge stepped forward, and a quick turn, directly threw Shen Yong back several steps.

Sure enough, as the vitality in the body continued to be consumed, not only the attack power weakened, but even the body's defense began to weaken. ”

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

Mo Bufan has already begun to reverse the situation, from being passive at the beginning to being active now, and then pressing Shen Yong to rub and rub on the ground. On the other hand, the prompt sound of the wolf kept appearing in my mind.

"In the collection of martial arts, 60% of the data is collected!"

"Seventy percent of the data is collected!"

"Ninety percent data collection!"

"This person is too powerful, run quickly!"

Shen Xufeng on the side was getting more and more wrong, and obviously acquiesced in his heart that the final winner would be Mo Bufan, so he left his companion Shen Yong and quietly slipped away.

"The data collection of the yellow-level lower-grade martial arts Baichuan Fist is 100%, and it can be cultivated!"

"Haha, one hundred percent, cultivate, cultivate!"

Mo Bufan directly chose to cultivate, and he also directly learned this martial art.

"I won't play with you, let's die, Baichuan Boxing!"