Zhou Xiaoyu kept in mind Sasaki's explanation, did not fight for his bones, scored two points, left eight points, and used the strong impact of the other party to keep retreating and dissolving.

Bang Bang -

The top of the knees, the bones of the hands, the fists, the legs of the knife.

As soon as Sanko's attack unfolded, a hurricane rose, wave after wave, with a tight rhythm and one step at a time.

Zhou Xiaoyu dodged non-individually, fought with fiction, kept attacking, and kept retreating.

In this way, the sharpness of Sanke, and then through the constant touching of hands, to find the "induction", whether it is the feel of the hand or the feeling of the feet.

At this time, Zhou Xiaoyu was combined like Miyamoto punching bags last time.

At that time, Miyamoto's punching of sandbags seemed to be stereotypical, but in fact, he kept punching and hitting lightly, which was also to find a hidden sense of boxing.

Bang Bang Bang -

Even if he fought with a plan and fought steadily, Zhou Xiaoyu only hit with two parts, and he was still beaten with pain every time.

It's okay to have Sasaki remind, otherwise Zhou Xiaoyu is anxious to save Eleven, and if he fights like Ren Yihua, let alone twenty seconds, it will be a bit hanging to block Sanke for ten seconds.

"Yes, Muay Thai has reached this point, and it is majestic, which is rare, but the penetration is slightly insufficient, and I am afraid that the stamina cannot be increased."

The Wing Chun boxing king from Hong Kong, Hong Dong, who was watching silently, suddenly said in a low voice.

The beautiful woman also looked a little worried, and looked up at the electronic watch that was keeping time: 17 seconds had passed.

But Zhou Xiaoyu, who seemed to have been beaten from the beginning and had no power to fight back, not only did not exhaust, but also had more and more stamina to fight.

She couldn't help but smile slightly, "Sanko is going to lose his words." Forty seconds is not enough. ”

Sankoh in the duel heard the rush and stepped up his offensive.

Muay Thai pays attention to hard encounters and hard blows.

At this time, Sanko was like a mad beast, constantly advancing straight into a straight line, attacking with both hands and feet like a phantom.

Zhou Xiaoyu's support was even harder, and every time he hit the other party, it was like hitting steel.

He immediately relented even more, played one, and left nine points.

But if the fight is weak, it will be beaten in circles.

From the outsider's point of view, Zhou Xiaoyu is simply a scoundrel, and he runs away in a roundabout way.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before Zhou Xiaoyu loses the duel, and the voices are lively, one after another.

But the beautiful woman frowned even more, and looked at the time again: 60 seconds had passed.

Induction, induction, induction, Zhou Xiaoyu struggled to support and kept retreating, he only hoped to find the best time to attack before he couldn't hold it anymore.

Here's your chance!

Although it is not the end of the strong crossbow, but the sharp energy is like the waves of the sea, it is impossible to climb forever, there will be a low tide if there is **, this is nature.

When Sanko's "attack wave" is at its peak, if he continues to climb faster, then the strength paid will increase geometrically, but the effect is not large, and the "cost performance" is too low, so Sanko's attack wave begins to appear hidden falls.

After enduring two hundred punches, Zhou Xiaoyu cut into that rhythm.

Tiger and Leopard Combo –

After being trained by Kong Yu, Zhou Xiaoyu's foundation outside the family is more like the inner boxing style.

When the time comes, the fatal blow will not be spared.

The combined attack of the tiger and leopard has been hit with twelve points of strength, just like a critical attack like a tiger coming out of the mountain.

Smack-

Sanko is retreating from the punch against last week's Xiaoyu boxing strike. The arm didn't hurt, but he was hit by a strong penetrating force that hit his chest and lungs, and he was actually beaten to the point that he began to retreat for the first time.

Of course, Zhou Xiaoyu will not give him any chance to turn the tables, Hu Zhen-

The second strike in a row is not a piercing punch, and the damage is not large, but it is majestic and powerful. The first defenses organized in the midst of the Sankoh crisis were almost dispersed.

Smack-

Sanko's figure was shocked and flew into the air.

Opportunity!

After two consecutive hits, Zhou Xiaoyu was strung together like a cheetah. In the air, with Sanko's defense basically lost, he struck quickly, and the leopard piercing fist struck Sanko's steel-like body like a propeller.

Papa

Sanke, who was at a low point in his spirit, threw eight punches in his crotch, but his arms, thighs, waist, abdomen, and the soft parts of his body were hit seven or eight times in a row.

Spurting blood, Sanko was lying on his stomach when he landed, unable to struggle anymore.

The originally lively scene suddenly fell silent.

Huo Jie didn't care about Sanke's life or death, he just stared at Zhou Xiaoyu, hoping that there would be no problems in the end.

"Damn, so I'm already so good?"

Zhou Xiaoyu touched the cold sweat on his forehead very weakly.

The way he looked made the woman laugh.

On the contrary, Zhou Xiaoyu walked over first, squatted down, helped Sanko up and sat down and asked, "Hey, are you okay?" “

Sanko wanted to speak, but couldn't help but gush out another mouthful of blood, and it took a long time to say in not so fluent Chinese: "I can't die, I lost." Thank you for not killing me. ”

Sankoh's life, in the ring environment, as long as he wins, the opponent is sure to die, so he was surprised and happy that he was able to survive the final killing punch to the chest.

"Carry it down." The white head frowned and waved his hand, and ordered the younger brother to carry Sanko away.

The Singaporean woman, who was no different from Chinese, came over and patted Zhou Xiaoyu on the shoulder and said, "I am Ma Jiaohong, everyone is a snake demon." I'll fight you in the end. ”

She raised her hand to look at her watch: "Start after an hour of rest." ”

Huo Jie suddenly said: "You can't rest, otherwise I won't guarantee when some people will live." ”

He was obviously reminding that he was going to kill Eleven as soon as he took a break, and the white head had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes, this is not a real competition, but a transaction, and it will start in three minutes." ”

Of course, Huo Jie didn't want to give it for three minutes, but Baitou had already said it to death, so he had to keep silent.

Time was very tight, Ma Jiaohong suddenly thought a little differently, not thinking about how to show her face in front of Huo Gongzi, but thinking about how to reasonably "not beat the little guy to death".

She has nothing to do with Zhou Xiaoyu, and for her, it is not a big deal to kill a person during a martial arts competition, but with what she has just seen, she suddenly feels that it is quite a sin to kill such a person for profit.

Ma Jiaohong wanted to help him, so she deliberately asked in a weird way: "Tell me, how to fight the strongest punch?" ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said that the fist was a single-celled guy, and without thinking about anything, a quick punch slammed towards Ma Jiaohong's lower abdomen.

Although the official competition has not yet begun, Zhou Xiaoyu has not made a big effort, which can be regarded as a response.

Whew-

Ma Jiaohong's body is really weird, even softer than a snake, it seems to hit her lower abdomen, but her position is as soft as tofu, and she swings her body without any strength.

This time, on the contrary, Zhou Xiaoyu, who was short, was a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, it was just a random small force blow, otherwise, if this scene happened in the duel, I was afraid that I would suffer a big loss.

"Huh."

Ma Jiaohong looked very coquettish, took off her red shirt, and only left a bib worn by a woman when she was exercising on the waist of the water snake, which looked fragrant and fit.

"Is this the strongest punch, how about hitting my shirt?"

Ma Jiaohong said and gently tossed the silk shirt, and the shirt flew up.

This certainly can't take the shirt out with one punch.

However, almost everyone's shadow flashed unconsciously, and Sasaki Yanying was already standing by Zhou Xiaoyu's side, and she inadvertently shook her soft and slender fingers.

Zi –

Sasaki's fingertips seemed to be slashed by a quick knife, and the exquisite silk shirt was split into two pieces by a "knife" and floated to the ground.

Ma Jiaohong's face changed greatly, and she stared at the beautiful Sasaki in a daze for a long time.

It is naturally not difficult to grasp the application of superior strength, and what really surprised Ma Jiaohong was that Sasaki leaned on the pillar over there, how did he come over, this is the core?

The Wing Chun master on the other side, just because he was recuperating his mind, didn't pay attention to Sasaki's movements, but saw Sasaki turn his fingers into knives and break off his soft shirt, although it was difficult, but he didn't look at it in his eyes, he smiled coldly and twisted his head, disdainful to watch.

"You..."

Ma Jiaohong was shocked and looked at Sasaki in a daze.

Sasaki seemed to know what she was thinking, and said casually, "Japanese." ”

Ma Jiaohong thought for a moment and tried to ask: "I don't know Mr. Funakoshi... ”

"It doesn't matter." Sasaki interrupted, took Zhou Xiaoyu's hand and walked over and asked, "Got it?" ”

Zhou Xiaoyu is a very perceptive kid, and after thinking about it, he nodded: "Understood." Her jiu-jitsu system is already established, and although her body is not like silk, she is hardly able to get hurt easily. It must be a pure rubber band play that is fast to the limit to be useful. ”

Sasaki smiled for the third time today, no longer stiff, "Go ahead, pay attention to her hand-wrapping, that's what you call the killer of the band." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu walked into the middle of the field and opened the starting hand.

Ma Jiaohong smiled, and the beautiful body with only a chest scarf quickly stuck over.

The induction was like a set of people's sacks sneaking up, which made Zhou Xiaoyu feel very bored.

Smack-

Zhou Xiaoyu's tentative first punch finally came out, and it quickly bounced on Ma Jiaohong's soft arm.

Although the playing style is correct and the initial force occurs, the rubber band playing method also has the weakness of the rubber band playing style, and it cannot cause excessive damage in a short period of time.

So in the basically bearable pain, Ma Jiaohong did not retreat but advanced, her soft body was entangled, and she immediately pressed her abdomen against Zhou Xiaoyu's arm.

Belch.

Zhou Xiaoyu felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, one arm seemed to be trapped in a pile of meat, and the feeling was too weird.

Smack-

Of course, Zhou Xiaoyu kept the back move, and when his left arm was trapped, he made a quick attack with his tentative right hand.

This time it was faster, almost thrown out, and Ma Jiaohong was unwilling to suffer this blow.

Whoosh –

She had to wrap her body around Zhou Xiaoyu's back to avoid the attack.

However, at the same time, Zhou Xiaoyu's whole body shook violently, and all the joints in his body trembled together, as if a firecracker had burst, which made Ma Jiaohong, who had just been attached to his back, tremble all over his body.

While Zhou Xiaoyu slid away like a fish, Ma Jiaohong also blushed slightly, she really felt that the vibration spread all over her body along her chest, and she was so happy.