“one、two、one、two……”

The rhythmic one and two represent the punches of Yahiko Akizuki.

His boxing style is not as violent and ferocious as those fighting in the UFC and the boxers in the inner circle, and his shots are liver bursts and swing punches, but he pays attention to speed and lightness.

Don't underestimate jabs and straight punches, these simple one or two straight punches are all the essence of boxing.

Yahiko Akizuki's punches, although they have always been jabs, are aimed at the most vulnerable part of the human body, the nose.

Jiu-Jitsu is very powerful, as long as it is captured at close range, it is true that you can only surrender on the ground, but what if you can't get in?

Flexible perimeter players, who can force themselves to get close to each other by making full use of their reach and footwork, and hitting their noses all the time?

The nose is not like other places, and other places may be able to resist it, but if you hit the nose, it will definitely make the body stiff.

A member of the Jiu-Jitsu department whispered, "This—This is a foul, right?" How can you punch your nose? ”

Yahiko Akizuki, who was concentrated, naturally heard this sentence, he sneered in his heart, thinking that he was fighting, not a competition, and talking about rules?

Even if he kicks his crotch, picks his eyes, and crushes his throat, there will be no referee in black who blows the whistle and gives a penalty.

"But, damn! Despicable stinky imps, is there only one way to attack! ”

After being punched in the nose four times in a row, but still unable to get close behind, Kumamotooka temporarily stopped his offensive and covered his nose and scolded loudly.

After scolding, he found that his palms were full of red nosebleeds, his lips were filled with a smell of rust, and his jaw was stained with scarlet, so he was even more annoyed.

Kumamoto is also worthy of practicing jiu-jitsu, his body is very hard, even if he punches his nose four times in a row, he is still fine, just bleeding.

This is also partly due to the fact that jabs are about speed and are not easy to use, unlike hooks and punches, which can knock out with one hit.

"Old thing, if I didn't use my jab, maybe I would have beaten you to death."

Akizuki Yahiko clenched his fists, and a crisp click sounded, and the grinning smile on his face was murderous, like a demon who chooses people to devour.

"Stinky little ghost, look at the move!"

In a fit of rage, the hormones on Kumamoto's glands skyrocketed, which allowed him to be slightly immune to some pain and force his way through the dense jab blows.

However, Yahiko Akizuki didn't use his jab again, but just stood like this, not even putting on a stance.

"Yahiko, danger!"

Ji Yeren reminded loudly, her heart full of anxiety and fear.

Although Yahiko Akizuki used her jab to contain Kumamoto Oka before, which seemed to be dominant, she knew that this was just an appearance.

Kumamoto Oka has a way to break through the jab, and when he breaks through and catches Yahiko Akizuki, that's the moment it ends.

"Hey, hey, it, stinky little ghost!"

Kumamoto Oka laughed wildly, his eyes full of excitement, as if he saw the scene of Yahiko Akizuki being grabbed by him, falling to the ground with his back back, his eyes rolling and losing consciousness.

In fact, he was already halfway there, his hand had already touched Yahiko Akizuki's body, just waiting to be locked with his grappling technique.

The thick arms stretched into the waist and abdomen, tightly wrapped around like a python, and Kumamotooka's old face was like a chrysanthemum with a smile.

"Don't, don't !!"

He looked at Ji Yeren who was behind Yahiko Akizuki, and his face showed a look of horror and collapse, and his heart was filled with extreme pleasure.

Beating her man into a dead dog in front of a woman is Kumamotooka's favorite thing to do.

This made him feel that he had proved that he was stronger in front of that woman, and that he deserved it, and that the loser could only eat dust.

Yahiko Akizuki, who was hugged, did not show panic, but whispered leisurely: "Old ghost, is it really okay for you to expose the most important part of your grappling hand to me like this?" ”

"W-"

Kumamotooka's eyes widened suddenly. Of course, he knew where the grappler couldn't be injured, but could that place be attacked?

Now, he has hugged Akizuki Yahiko, his waist is ready to press down, and he will fall Akizuki Yahiko backwards, in this case, Akizuki Yahiko's hands can't move, and his legs are even more impossible.

Because the most important part of the grappling hand, which must not be injured, is the trapezius muscle in the neck.

"I'll tell you a secret, I know Jiu-Jitsu better than you...... Whether it's Brazil, or wrestling, or judo. ”

A demonic whisper rang in Kumamoto's ears, sending chills down his body.

He finally knew how Yahiko Akizuki was going to attack his trapezius muscles......

"Ahhh!!h

The heart-rending screams echoed in the spacious and huge dojo, and Akizuki Yahiko looked at Kumamotooka, who was clutching his neck and stumbling backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood and a small piece of flesh from his mouth.

Then, he grinned, a row of white teeth stained with blood.

"That's a fight, old ghost."

Kumamotooka ......

No, the vast majority of people have never really fought so far.

Their so-called fights are fights that stop when one side falls, and they are just gorgeous fighting techniques used with the aim of winning.

Fights are ugly, vile, violent, and murderous.

Yahiko Akizuki has always had murderous intent in his heart, because he has fought a fight that killed the other party, and that is called hearty.

"This is called a killing technique, what is a back fall?"

Yahiko Akizuki stepped forward with both feet, and continued to step up, and in an instant he was in front of Kumamotooka with a frightened face.

"No, don't...... Devil, devil! Stay away from me, demon! ”

Kumamoto stammered and yelled, feeling a wetness coming from his crotch and a smell of urine filling the air.

It's no wonder that he is cowardly, he is really a person from Akizuki Yahiko Taiha, his expression reveals a killing intent, and his sharp eyes are like knives, piercing into his flesh and blood.

"Now you know you're scared? It's late! ”

Yahiko Akizuki laughed, put his hands into palms, and slammed it on Kumamotooka's ears!

Although this trick does not pierce the eardrum, the ear is a vital part, it connects the nerves and perception, and if the ear is slammed, it will lose its sense of direction.

"Let me die? Now it's up to you to die! ”

Akizuki Yahiko roared angrily, and at the same time, he half-bent his hand and threw his elbow on the left side of Kumamotooka's face, and the blood mixed with sweat burst out and swayed into the air.

This elbow also blackened Kumamotooka's eyes, and he was drowsy, and he staggered back a few steps before falling to the ground.

If this is the ring, then it means the end, but unfortunately, this is a fight, and it is a fight that kills people.

Yahiko Akizuki lifted his toes, swept out another football kick, and kicked Kumamotooka on the flank, instantly sobering Kumamotooka's groggy consciousness.

His eyes widened suddenly, bloodshot, and his chest fell together, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, he realized that the man in front of him would really beat him to death!

It was not only him who realized this possibility, but all the onlookers present had great fear in their hearts.

Their fear of death was awakened from the deepest part of their hearts, making their hands and feet cold, their bodies trembling, their stomachs twitching wildly, and nausea welling up their throats.