Shavardiang's back-straight punch came fiercely.

But before his fist landed on Huo Dongman's body, Huo Dongman's arm was already like a slippery loach, and he took the initiative to meet it.

Bajiquan ...... Big Hand Wrapping!

As Huo Dongman's arm turned, Shavadiang's arm was quickly pushed aside by him, and at the same time, he took advantage of the situation and pushed his shoulders out.

Bajiquan ...... Iron Mountain!

"Boom!"

Fatal with one hit!

Huo Dongman's iron mountain slammed into Shavadiang's chest with a strong knot!

Shavadiang's chest, which had been hit by Huo Dongman's iron elbow before, was now hit by Huo Dongman with an iron mountain leaning firmly, and under the force, he took two steps back in succession, and retreated directly to the side rope, and the door in his chest was wide open.

With such a great opportunity, Huo Dongman naturally would not let it go, and his back foot kicked the ground and shot out like an arrow, and at the same time, his right hand went straight to Shavadiang's chin from the bottom to the top.

Bajiquan ...... Standing to the sky!

"Bang!"

Blood is flying!

Shavadiang, who had been hit by the cannon in the sky, collapsed and fainted.

"KOd?!"

"KO so soon, beautiful!"

"It's really a vain man under the fame, the apprentice taught by Li Mu is really powerful!"

"Hahaha, I saw that move just now, when Li Mu defeated the magnesium country boxing champion, did he use Fang Cai's move?"

With Shavadiang falling to the ground, the anger at the scene suddenly became hot.

Especially the trick Huo Dongman used in the end, the cannon.

When Li Mu was not famous, he defeated the former magnesium country boxing champion with this move, and became famous in one fell swoop.

Now Huo Dongman used the same trick to defeat Shavadiang, just like the reappearance of the scene of the past, which suddenly made the audience boil.

From the stage to the end, the normal game is just over three minutes.

Although all the audience expected Huo Dongman to win, it was still surprising to many people that he could win so neatly in the end.

In the arena, the referee stepped forward in two steps and shook Shavadian twice.

But at this moment, the tall Tsarist fighter seemed to have completely fainted and did not react to the referee's shaking at all.

At the referee's signal, the bell rang and the game was officially over.

"The winner of the first race of the day is...... Huo Dongman! ”

"Dongman! Dongman! ”

With the host's loud announcement, the scene resounded with thunderous applause and cheers.

The scene of tens of thousands of people clamoring made Huo Dongman feel a stream of heat in his chest, and the absolute fatigue of the previous game disappeared at this moment, but his fighting spirit was even more high.

He raised his arms in the air and gestured to the crowd, then walked out of the ring to the cheers of the crowd and leaned in the direction of the coach's box.

"Good fight!"

Seeing Huo Dong's return with satisfaction, Li Mu smiled and got up to greet him.

"It's better to be taught by Master."

Huo Dongman scratched his head embarrassedly and grinned.

After a pause, he turned his head to look at Gao Yongxin again, and raised his hand to hammer his chest.

"I'm done with this, and I'll see you perform."

Gao Yongxin was a little upset by the cheers at this moment, and after hearing Huo Dongman's words, he immediately patted his chest hard without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass Master!"

"Just have this realization, go on."

Huo Dongman smiled, patted Gao Yongxin on the back, and pushed him up.

The host's voice sounded at the right time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the second game that will start next, the challenger is also a martial artist from the Eight Extremes National Art Pavilion, Gao Yongxin!"

"Come on!"

"Play with style, don't lose the face of the National Art Museum!"

Compared with Huo Dongman's debut, Gao Yongxin's cheers when he appeared on the stage were much less.

It's no wonder, after all, in the last challenger, Huo Dongman defeated his opponent, but Gao Yongxin missed a move and lost to his opponent in that game.

Although it was only a bad move at that time, and the loss was particularly thrilling, for most people who rarely paid attention to the game, a loss was a loss, and the result was often more important than the process.

For Huo Dongman, the audience at the scene looked forward to it, but for Gao Yongxin, most people just wanted him to be lost too badly and lose the face of the National Art Museum.

However, even such sporadic encouragement did not dampen Gao Yongxin's fighting spirit in the slightest, and he even smiled and waved vigorously at those who encouraged.

At this moment, he who received the support of a small number of people, as if he had forgotten the previous tension in the audience, and turned all those encouragements into high morale.

As Gao Yongxin stepped into the ring, the host once again moved the spotlight to the contestants' tunnel, and at the same time introduced Gao Yongxin's opponent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Holt, who is also a K1 series upstart, a young Jiu-Jitsu player from Brazil, and a 2-0 K1 all-time record!"

With the sound of South American-style music, a Brazilian slowly walked out of the passage.

Unlike the frost-ridden Russian fighters before, Holt looked younger than Gao Yongxin, with a passionate smile on his face, and despite the strangeness of the audience, he raised his hands and chanted.

Such a lively and jumping player naturally received the love of the audience, and there was a round of applause at the scene, and for a while it was even more eager than when Gao Yongxin was welcomed before.

Holt jumped into the ring, but he didn't rush to warm up, but walked quickly to Gao Yongxin's side and stretched out his hand to him.

“Hi Ma

！ ”

Gao Yongxin didn't understand English, and when he saw the other party stretching out his hand, he subconsciously shook hands in response, and smiled a little stiffly: "Ah, hello, uh...... Hello? ”

Looking at Gao Yongxin's somewhat cramped and funny appearance, Holt's smile became even bigger, and he continued: "I'll beat you."

shit out late

(I'll knock out all the you later.) ）”

Gao Yongxin was still confused, so he continued to smile with a smile on his face: "Okay, good ......"

"Idiot."

Holt cursed again in English, and then stepped aside with a smile.

He snickered smugly as he warmed up.

He is not the same as the idiot of Shavadiang, before the game, he deliberately found out the video of Huo Dongman and Gao Yongxin's previous match, and specially investigated, which is why he took this match.

The Eight Extremes Guoshu Pavilion is undoubtedly the most popular in the Chinese martial arts circle now, as long as he can defeat the people of the Guoshu Pavilion, he will definitely be able to make a name for himself in this eastern continent.

When the time comes, with this advantage, he will definitely earn an unknown amount of money more than his appearance fee if he makes a cameo appearance in those movies.

Especially his opponent Gao Yongxin this time, through the observation of the video, Holt is sure that the opponent in front of him is not only not proficient in the ground, but also a straightforward fool.

Teasing such an opponent is simply handy!

The opportunity to become famous is just around the corner!

Holt confidently took a step forward and stood opposite Gao Yongxin.

And at this moment, the referee also raised his hand to signal, and the bell rang!