This is the first strange situation in the boxing arena since it opened, and Rockefeller Jr. couldn't help asking: "As a grandmaster, is he so careful?"

Egnes said: "The demon king is weird, even if he can't see it, with his realm, he can sense it a little bit, so he is not in a hurry to attack, his goal is only revenge, and he doesn't care whether the scene is good or not." ”

In the room on the second floor, Yang Lao stroked his beard and sighed slightly.

Kelly asked, "Master, is it that Mu Qingcheng's situation is not good?"

"Yes!" Yang Lao shook his head: "Mu Qingcheng lacks experience in fighting masters, he should come up and attack violently, using his sharp strength to frustrate his strength, although he may not be able to get his strength, but it is better than being restrained at this time."

You see, Mu Qingcheng couldn't figure out the bottom of his strength to pick up the defensive position, which instead gave him the opportunity to calmly urge the momentum, forcing Mu Qingcheng to devote more and more energy to deal with it, usually when the enemy is strong and I am weak, Jing is the most unfavorable state for me, I must move and look for fighters in the movement!"

The disciples all showed a look of understanding.

Mu Qingcheng on the stage also sensed that something was wrong, the momentum of his strength was becoming more and more powerful, and the pressure on himself was getting bigger and bigger, this was not a simple mental pressure, but mixed with the precipitation of the years, and it was not something that could be resisted by completely invoking spiritual power, but he made a mistake in judgment at the beginning, thinking that his strength would be difficult to hide the hatred in his heart, or relying on his fame for many years, he would attack when he came up, so he took a defensive position, intending to touch the bottom of his strength first.

But he tried the opposite, so that his calculation failed, this is really a wrong step, a wrong step, continue like this, he will only be more passive, the only thing he can do now is to stop the loss in time!

Mu Qingcheng practiced magic skills, but he didn't drag the mud and water, he immediately shouted and punched directly!

This punch, which seems to be ferocious, actually leaves seven points of strength, mainly to attract his strength with false moves, looking for opportunities in the movement, which coincides with Yang Lao's judgment.

"False tricks?"

He smiled coldly and struck the most simple jab straight through!

Mu Qingcheng's eyelids jumped, this punch seemed to be light and weak, but he vaguely understood in his subconscious that this was just the use of strength to reach a stage peak, no need to accumulate strength, power can burst out at any time, in front of such an opponent to use false tricks to lure the enemy to confuse the enemy, it is obviously useless, it can only be an all-out attack!

So, Mu Qingcheng was full of magic skills, no longer kept his hand, and punched him hard!

"Pounce!"

This punch was like a defeat, and it seemed to hit a piece of kraft candy, not only soft and powerless, but also sticky.

This is the characteristics of the master, the strength is both rigid and soft, can be rigid and soft, and good use of stickiness to stick to the opponent, of course, the so-called stickiness is essentially a kind of suction, through adsorption, groping the bottom of the opponent.

The vigorous surge of strength was instantly dissolved by Mu Qingcheng, but this suction force had not yet gotten rid of, and instead of retreating, he swung his other arm and slashed at his wrist like electricity!

"Huh?" he sighed lightly, which was obviously beyond his expectations, if Mu Qingcheng retreated, he would follow forward, like a maggot attached to the bone, so that the other party would never be able to get rid of it, but Mu Qingcheng did not play his cards according to common sense, waved his arm and slashed, forcing himself to take the initiative to remove the stickiness.

This also shows that Mu Qingcheng has seen through the essence of stickiness in an instant.

The Sect Master of Huajin is not talking about how strong the strength is, purely fighting for physical strength, and the elderly suffer a congenital loss, but in the use of strength, for Mu Qingcheng's brute force to break through the skillful play, his strength is also seen through in a blink of an eye.

"It seems that Su Chai is not unjust!"

He was surprised by his mouth, but the bottom of his hand was not slow at all, he didn't care about the palm that came at all, and hit Mu Qingcheng in the face with a left hook, and at the same time, he jumped his knee and went straight to Mu Qingcheng's lower abdomen!

You must know that Muay Thai fighters' knees are extremely hard, and giving the top middle is definitely a serious injury!

Compared with Suchai, he is much stronger in terms of combat awareness and use of strength, and he is able to hold his breath and concentrate on it, while the layman is staring at the screen tightly, forgetting to blink his eyes.

Mu Qingcheng's heart sank, even if he broke his wrist, but he was hit by this punch in the knee, and he was seriously injured if he didn't die, so he could only withdraw at this time, and the counterattack was disintegrated by his force.

At this time, he couldn't think about getting rid of the sticky anymore, with one side of his head, avoiding the left hook, and then lifting his leg to move up to block the knee impact!

"Boom!"

The part of Mu Qingcheng's thigh that was hit was as if he had been hit by a hammer, and the strength of rigidity and softness poured in, as if he wanted to turn the blood vessels into twists, if it really happened, this leg would be useless.

Mu Qingcheng's dantian magic power exploded, dissolving the force, but he couldn't hold the shelf anymore, he flashed back, he smiled weirdly, the left hook turned into a straight fist, and hit Mu Qingcheng's chest with a bang!

There are clouds in the boxing scriptures, and the strength to beat people is like hanging a painting, and the kung fu is not afraid of guns!

Mu Qingcheng was punched by a solid punch, and his strength and softness burst out, although he failed to break his sternum, he lost his balance and flew out backwards, which was also a big loss that he was caught off guard.

Even if Mu Qingcheng had fully overestimated his strength, his use of power was still unheard of by him.

"Ahh

He was so powerful that he couldn't forgive people, and with a leg whip, he whipped towards the tumbling Mu Qingcheng!

As long as he is drawn again, he will definitely lose his combat effectiveness, which is equivalent to the moment of life and death, Mu Qingcheng's sea of consciousness suddenly swelled out, making his mind clear, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out without thinking about it!

The front of his body was instantly red, he was afraid of deception, he collected the momentum and stopped pursuing, Mu Qingcheng hit the hemp rope, unlike the previous opponent who hit and rebounded, this time he actually hung on the rope, and the force that invaded the body was completely exploded because of the pause of the body, and the strength and softness tore the body, and Mu Qingcheng spat blood again.

"He's strong, go on, kill him!"

"Haha, I didn't make a mistake when I voted for him!"

"Ginger is still old and spicy!"

Many Mu Qingcheng's fans turned against him and cheered loudly for him.

"Demon King, come on, you are the strongest man!"

"Demon King, I love you!"

The noble lady and some other noble ladies who often sent flowers to Mu Qingcheng stood up to cheer Mu Qingcheng on.

Little Rockefeller also laughed and said, "Miss Agnes, do you still hold your own opinion?"

Agnes said lightly: "This is just the beginning, it doesn't mean anything to be injured, keep watching." “

A mouthful of blood spit out, Mu Qingcheng's face was a little pale, but he successfully dissolved the chemical energy that invaded his body, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "The master of chemical strength really deserves his reputation, if someone else falls for your trick, I am afraid that he will die on the spot." ”

He showed emotion, nodded and said: "Your fist strength is very strange, I am not too simple to dissolve, seeing you, reminds me of a person, he is also Chinese, he was as amazing as you back then, and he became the number one master in the world in just a few years, his limelight covered up everyone, and now he lives in seclusion in Indonesia, and no one dares to disturb him."

In your body, there is his shadow, but there is an essential difference, if you are given another year or two, I can't help you, but unfortunately you don't have time, you must die today. “

Mu Qingcheng shook his head: "Don't talk so much, any means, just the first time it worked for me, since I have tasted the power of Huajin, it is impossible to be hit a second time."

On the contrary, it's you, age is your hard injury, and Muay Thai doesn't pay attention to health, blindly emphasizes fierceness, and loses the way of reconciling yin and yang, Muay Thai fighters rarely live to fifty, you can live so big, I dare to assert, your body must be full of dark wounds, do you think there will be no impact after a long time?"

His heart skipped a beat, yes, Mu Qingcheng's words are true, and the Muay Thai world has also tried to solve this problem, Huaxia martial arts, Korean martial arts, and Benben martial arts, including European, American, and Indian martial arts have all been studied.

However, cultural incompatibility has always been a hard flaw, and the introduction of the above elements in Muay Thai not only failed to solve the problem of the longevity of Muay Thai fighters, but became confusing, people were at a loss, and the power also decreased greatly, and finally had to give up.

Mu Qingcheng said this is equivalent to denying Muay Thai, but he is determined in the end, and his mind is only for a moment, he calmed down, and sneered: "Then I want to see if you have the ability to cause my secret injury, look at the move!"