"It's used, it's used!" The passionate voice of Katayuan Sheaxiang resounded in the venue, "The Baitang Mirror player used the moves of the Ten Ghost Snake players in the opening two minutes!" ”

"What's going on? Did they know each other before? Are they from the same school? ”

The pleasant female voice has a feeling of deliberately provoking trouble at this time, and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Could it be that the audience present can be lucky enough to witness the rare scene of competing with the same door?!"

The organizer of the contest has all the information of the participants in their hands.

Genres, Achievements, Body Stats......

Everything.

Of course, she knew that the intersection between Bai Tangjing and the Ten Ghost Snake King Horses had only started in the past few days.

But as a commentator of a fighting match, stirring up the audience's emotions and detonating the topic is already an instinctive professionalism.

At this time, Jerry Tyson, who is also professional in commentary, also hurriedly followed.

"Or, is there a possibility, I mean maybe!" The big round eyes stared at the arena, and the black man's tone was subtle, like a guide, like a hint.

It's like using a fantasy that I don't believe in to tell a joke.

"Is it possible that he learned it on the spot?!"

There was an uproar at the scene!

The black man grinned, baring his white teeth and smirked.

Although from his mouth came words that even he himself thought was ridiculous.

But the atmosphere was very good, wasn't it?

On the field, the two people who were stalemate with each other coincidentally exerted their strength together, and they also launched their [not bad] bodies, and they were pushed away from each other at the same time.

"It's outrageous, this kind of situation where the technology is stolen in the name of a fight...... Are you a monster out of some comics? ”

The horse panted and moved his elbow that had just resisted the whip leg, hoping to relieve the swollen musculature a little.

"Don't say that, uncle." The young man jumped at a boxing-like pace, approaching him with a friendly smile, "A young man of my age would be very sad to be called a 'monster' or something. Wow-"

Wang Ma just wanted to refute the other party's fiery words.

But a glittering jab with a tearing sound of air tearing.

Straight to the door!

"When?"

Although the opponent kept moving his position, Wang Ma didn't think that he would not even notice that "the opponent has closed to the attack distance".

This is a mistake that even beginners in martial arts can't make!

As a fighting skill, you should instinctively be on guard when the opponent is approaching within the range of your arms!

"That pace is not boxing...... Is it [Fire Sky Type: Fire Walking]?! ”

The flickering pace is enough to confuse the opponent's ability to grasp the distance of space.

Not only that, but the Baitang Mirror also temporarily removed the technical feature of [Fire Walking] that only touches the ground with the toes and heels.

It is covered with a shell of boxing butterfly steps to prevent arousing the vigilance of Wang Ma.

Succeeded, without Wang Ma noticing, dragged him into the battle distance!

"Not only did I learn the technology of the Second Tiger Stream, but I also made a transformation in battle? What an exaggeration! ”

There was no time to sigh at the outrageous talent of the young man opposite, and Wang Ma, who couldn't dodge, could only set up a boxing fight.

Use the outside of your arm to block the jab.

"Bang-"

The sound of flesh colliding was not small, but the bursting fist force still blasted the sweat and blood on the arm into mist, spreading the appearance of a shock wave.

"The next hit is ......"

Wang Ma, who blocked the jab, looked at his lower abdomen.

That was the target of his next attack that he predicted for Bai Tangjing.

Jabs are a less lethal style of fighting, and they are generally used to find their way and suppress them in the early stage of a fight.

So after the jab, it's generally followed by a decisive punch as a real attack.

But then, Wang Ma's eyes were shocked.

Because outside of his hug, the young man's face on the opposite side was being covered by the shadow of the fist rushing in his face!

"Bang bang bang!"

On the outside of the arm that Wang Ma used to defend, five clouds of water mist shock waves erupted in a row!

Bai Tangjing's face still had a friendly smile on his face, but in mid-air, the forearm of his right hand was already waving like a phantom!

In less than half a second, there were already five jabs that hit the same spot on Wang Ma's arm with precision.

"Hey, Gao Lang! Did you see that! That ......"

[Fighting Spirit] Sapain's high-spirited voice sounded beside Gao Lang at all times.

But Gao Lang was not tired of the shouting of his friends, as usual.

The hanging eyes and figure-of-eight eyebrows, which were naturally listless, suddenly sharpened at this time.

"Yes...... My jab? ”

No, it's not.

The frequency is still not as fast as mine, about the difference between the speed of 13 rounds per second and 12 rounds per second.

But that Jeet Kune Do's strong hand has a straight punch in front of it, and the penetration is definitely stronger than mine.

The loyal dog of the Thai royal family, the "saber" of the Thai emperor, and the [God of Fighting] - Gao Lang, looked at the field at this time, and turned a deaf ear to the shouts of friends around him.

Just by looking at it, you can take away the skills that a person has been honing for years or even more than ten years to master.

It's not a rigid copy, but it can also make adaptive adjustments to the technique.

And all of this happened in ...... In a few days?

"Is there really such a person?"

Five jabs with extremely penetrating power and overlapping landing points directly knocked Wang Ma's arm unconscious.

The area of the blow was already congested and purple.

But Bai Tangjing did not have the habit of letting his opponent take a breath in battle.

The boy tucked his left hand at his waist and made a powerful punch that twisted his waist and swung his body.

And Wang Ma, who hid his eyes behind the hug, did not live up to Bai Tangjing's expectations.

Even in the midst of a stormy jab strike, he was keenly aware of the action.

Looking at the movement of his shoulder, it seems that he wants to sink his waist and punch immediately, dodging the heavy blow while also giving a counterattack.

This kind of behavior, which is called - to the first.

However, this is exactly what the boy wants him to do.

After Bai Tangjing twisted his waist and swung his body, he did not use the power of the waist muscles to twist and contract, and hit an explosive heavy punch.

Instead, he simply shifted his weight to his left foot and his right foot off the ground.

- It's a right leg kick!

And the king horse, who put down the huddle, caught a glimpse of the afterglow of the kick, but he didn't seem panicked.

As he sank down, he also tucked his hands into the side chest of the incoming kick.

The movements are smooth and fast, and they look like they have been prepared for a long time.

This is not a posture of defense and counterattack, but a grappling appearance!

[Operational Type: Network Reversal]!

Wang Ma reached for the boy's right leg with both hands.

As long as the contact is completed, this simple and direct force will be easily reversed by the [Luo Anti].

But just when the palms, which had already become a little swollen from multiple blows, were about to wrap around Bai Tangjing's calves.

With his knee as the center of the circle, the boy tore open the calf part of the air, drawing a strange arc in three-dimensional space.

The landing point is directly at the neck of the king horse!

- It's a line-changing kick!