One hundred and forty Liu Rulong's embarrassed defense

Considering that there will be more spectators tonight, Li Kui came to pick up Yan Huang and them an hour earlier than the previous two times. Yan Huang clearly felt that there were a lot more vehicles on the road today.

When he arrived at the parking lot, the dense number of first-arriving vehicles made Li Kui have to park his car far away from the competition venue.

The relatively high-grade and interesting black market boxing match can attract so many people to watch the fight, which still surprises Zhong Yao and Psyllium, and the temptation they are attracted by the bloody scenes of the fight is very special and the feeling of inner anxiety is very special.

Learning from Yan Huang's appearance, the two of them also put on masks, and it is better to be careful in everything, in case someone who knows knows that they are watching black boxing matches in the United States and participating in gambling, there may be some bad effects and consequences.

Amid the hustle and bustle of shouts that literally lifted the rooftops, the battle between the Black Boxers, the most straightforward practitioners of the law of the jungle, began.

The nervous state of Zhong Yao and Psyllium when they began to watch the battle was in stark contrast to the excited state of the surrounding audience, they didn't dare to speak out, and there was no ostentatious body language, Li Kui looked at it and smiled.

The first match was a match between a global player and a Lan player, both of whom were about the same size, much weaker than European and American players.

Both of them have skills in judo, karate and taekwondo, but there are no showmans in the offensive means, all simple and practical techniques, and the key parts are never soft, and there is no Oriental subtlety and restraint.

It can be seen that in the defense of two people, the protection of vital parts is the key.

Life and death are at stake, and no one dares to be sloppy.

Soon the bodies and faces of the two people were hit by their opponents one after another, and the blood-colored stimulation stimulated the wildness in their blood, and roars and roars continued to come out of their mouths, threatening each other's will.

As the Japanese player struck the South Korean on the right side of the face with a powerful hook punch, several of the Korean's teeth were thrown out mixed with blood, and a cruel toss flashed in the light.

Lan then fell heavily to the ground and fainted.

The world's players raised their hands in the air, looked at the audience, and silently declared their victory.

This kind of confrontation is a battle between tigers and wolves, and it is extremely ferocious. Zhong Yao and Psyllium glanced at each other, and if they went up by themselves, they would die immediately. What if the boss goes up? They glanced at Yan Huang at the same time.

Without further ado, after the second, third, and fourth games, the most-watched fifth game is about to start in ten minutes.

Zhong Yao and Psyllium each took out 2,000 meters of yuan for Li Kui to help place a bet, betting on the Chinese player to win. If the Chinese player wins in the end, the two will receive 10 times the bet, which is 20,000 meters.

If the Chinese player loses, well, even if it is the price paid for the feelings of compatriots.

Li Kui bet that the Georgian player won, and placed a heavy bet of 50,000 meters, if the bet is correct, the one-to-five payout will allow him to get 250,000 meters.

Although Li Kui likes China, as long as you look at the difference in the size of the opponents in the two games, as well as the ruthless strength shown by the Georgian in the past 10 games, I believe that most of the people present will choose the Chinese player to lose.

He asked Zhong Yao and Psyllium again before betting: "Is it unchanged, think about it rationally." ”

Zhong Yao and Psyllium shook their heads at the same time: "I believe in our Chinese kung fu." ”

Li Kui was a little embarrassed to bet on the Chinese players to lose in front of three newly met Chinese friends, but the desire and reason to win made him have to choose to believe in the strength of the Georgians.

The Georgian people, who come from a fighting nation, can keep brown bears as pets, and the invincible cowhide is not blown out.

Yan Huang set his sights on this Chinese named Liu Rulong, although he was ten centimeters lower than the Geguo player who was one meter nine tall, but he was also a burly man in the size of the Chinese.

This Georgian named Petrov surpassed Liu Rulong in height, arms, length and weight, and his arrogance on the stage catered to the eager and expectant eyes of the audience who were betting on him, and his unstoppable momentum crushed the seemingly gentle Liu Rulong.

Liu Rulong stood there calmly, coldly watching the provocative actions of the Georgian people.

The gong sounded.

The two of them didn't even have a minimum fist bump on the stage, and after the staff's instructions began, they quickly launched an attack.

Petrov's punches were powerful, with quick contractions, and a strong punch that forced Liu Yunlong to dodge as much as possible.

Even if an ordinary person is hit by Piderov's powerful punch, he will probably have to fly out.

Liu Rulong obviously studied Petrov in advance, and at the beginning he focused on defense, so that most of Petrov's attacks failed, and Petrov's sharpness was consumed.

Petrov is dominated by me, and his movement radius is small, and his physical consumption is not much more than that of Liu Rulong, but the attacks often miss and Petrov is a little annoyed.

Liu Rulong saw the opportunity in the dodge and threw a few quick punches that were extremely fast, and Petrov was so angry that he roared in anger.

If it is a regular boxing match, Liu Rulong will count points when he hits the opponent, but unfortunately this is a black boxing, and defeating the opponent is not based on the advantage of points, but by letting the opponent break his arm and leg and lose his offensive ability.

Gradually, Petrov added leg attacks to his punches, and his huge body joints were so flexible that he used a set of strong combination leg techniques one after another, including side kicks, sweeps, and leg whips.

This time, Liu Rulong was completely passive, sometimes sprinting in the ring, sometimes rolling and crawling, for fear of being kicked by Petrov, and occasionally swept by Petrov's toes, grinning in pain.

Liu Rulong's embarrassed defense not only made Zhong Yao and Psyllium shake their heads in disappointment, but also made the audience explode, cursing loudly "Die", "Coward", "Kill him" and other angry shouts.

Everyone is here to see a bloody duel, how can your cowardly style of play satisfy our perverted psychology?

Li Kui was elated, he didn't care about the blood-stained demeanor, he only cared about whether his bet was right.

Yan Huang carefully observed the number of the two people, and made a judgment in his heart.

Although Liu Rulong was at a disadvantage and suffered some injuries, his feet moved quickly and he was not fatally injured.

Liu Rulong's show of weakness and pain also contained elements to confuse Petrov, indirectly encouraging Petrov's mentality to expand and attack boldly.

Liu Rulong also had some offense, the purpose of the attack was to impetize Petrov's mood and force Petrov to have a quick and decisive mentality, so as to consume Petrov's physical strength.

Once Petrov shows fatigue, Liu Rulong's follow-up move will have a chance.