"It's really worthy of being a national K-1 top eight player, and the fighter is in place!" Sister Long was also enthusiastic when she saw it, and slapped her face excitedly.

Seeing that a few people didn't understand, Sister Long took the initiative to explain: " This Long Hao took advantage of the referee's exit from the game to announce the start of the game, it is said that this time is when the attention of both sides is more concentrated, and they are also very vigilant, according to the idea, it is impossible to punch or attack with legs, but when I think about it, I relax, Long Hao is using this psychology to shoot in an instant, and it is also a leg attack, the speed and strength are very strong, and it is also very hidden, and it seems that this leg should be a trick, some shadows of internal boxing, Han Yi, do you recognize it?"

"I guess it's a more advanced style of play······

Han Yi shook his head, thinking back to Long Hao's kick just now, which suddenly kicked out from the bottom of his foot, fast and fierce, and the distance was close to give people a chance to react at all.

Good guy, even Han Yi was startled when he watched it upstairs.

Referee Lin Haohai was also blindsided, he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step back, Long Hao kicked Hengneng down.

He was taken aback, but reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward to check the state of Hengneng, but he knew the name of this kick just now, because taekwondo also absorbed the kick of this kick, this kick is called "sleeve kick"!

In taekwondo, it is also a relatively difficult technique to master in advanced kicking, and the lethality is very great, to kick such a kick, it requires the leg muscles to be flexible and tough, and to work hard to train, which is basically a trick that can only be mastered by more than three black belts.

This kick immediately showed Long Hao's strong strength, causing everyone to exclaim.

Lin Haohai walked in front of Heng Neng, squatted down to see how well he was doing, but saw that Heng Neng stood up as if he was fine, and spit out the blood foam in his mouth.

"What a strong ability to resist blows!" Lin Haohai was also stunned, thinking for a moment that if he was caught off guard by this kick, he was afraid that he would pass out directly, and the sequelae were not light, and if it was serious, he might die of brain damage.

Looking at Monk Hengneng again, his eyes were only slightly dilated, and now he felt that he was just a punch from a student fight.

As a referee, Lin Haohai still asked Hengneng out loud to judge whether he would continue to participate in the game, and after Hengneng clearly said that he was fine, Lin Haohai retreated again.

"Open!"

Long Hao attacked again, and hit Heng Neng in the face with another hook punch, which made Heng Neng's head flutter, and his body also retreated, but Heng Neng only took a step back, and then stood still, not falling, but made people feel that Long Hao's punch was tickling, Heng Neng twisted his upper body, and his neck made a clicking sound.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. ”

Everyone counts one by one, and they don't understand what Heng Neng is doing, so they don't fight back! What is even more incredible is that this Heng Neng actually recited Buddhist scriptures.

Boss Chen under the ring was crazy, and the more than 100,000 boxers invited turned out to be personal meat sandbags!

As soon as he finished reading this section of Buddhism, Long Hao hit with a straight fist, hit it, bang bang!

Heng Neng's face was covered with blood, and his face became hideous, but he still recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"Dressed with a bowl. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit on a seat. ”

Everyone was stunned, this Hengneng monk was still reciting the scriptures as if he had been beaten stupid.

"Damn, this monk is perverted!"

Han Yi stood on the second floor, dumbfounded.

At this moment, just after a scripture was read, Long Hao punched out, and there was a sound of wind.

Syllable!

Everyone was stunned at this moment, Xie Wenqiang was still smiling, but at this moment he stiffened.

For no other reason, Long Hao's seemingly fierce punch was actually grabbed by Heng Neng with his hand, and no matter how hard Long Hao tried, he couldn't pull it out.

At this time, everyone listened to the center of the ring, and Heng Neng said disdainfully, "Hit me so many punches, aren't you very cool, it's a pity, you're too weak!"

Heng Neng grabbed Long Hao's fist and twisted it directly, just like twisting a twist, at this time Long Hao's face changed, his head was full of sweat, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his hand, the huge force on the opposite side was like a mountain, twisting his arm, he could only swing his body with this force.

Heng Neng's hand suddenly tugged back, and Long Hao fell over, looking like he had no power to resist at all.

"When you're done reading the scriptures, I'll send you on your way!"

And Heng Neng at this time, the waist horse sat down, pulled his left arm back to the waist, and then his body collapsed into a bowstring, "This move is called eight-point arrow boxing in Shaolin Hong Boxing, watch the fight!"

"We throw in the towel!"

Syllable!

Boom!

Click!

Late······

Long Hao was knocked out like a dead dog, and after hitting the railing of the ring, he bounced back and fell on the ring like rotten meat.

There was silence.

Lin Haohai ran over, and Master Long Hao under the ring also jumped into the ring with red eyes, and the two of them looked at Long Hao, his face was like gold paper, with less air intake and more breath out, and blood was constantly oozing out of his mouth, and then looked at Long Hao's chest, which completely collapsed.

Lin Haohai took a breath and hurriedly shouted, "Doctor, hurry up, stretcher!"

The two didn't dare to move, and when the doctor who had prepared it a long time ago put Long Hao on a stretcher and sent him away in an ambulance, the people in the entire taekwondo gym looked at Heng Neng, a Shaolin lay disciple, in shock.

Especially those powerful figures in the county who heard the news and rushed over to see the excitement, as well as several deputy county magistrates, their faces were not very good at this time, mainly because they were frightened by Hengneng, and the black boxing was so cruel, and they rushed for their lives as soon as they made a move.

"The Three Rings Blood Monk, it's really a Blood Monk!" Han Yi sighed in a tone that only a few people could hear, "This guy is really powerful, and his whole body has been trained thoroughly!"

A few people upstairs were also pale, and the life and death of a big living person who was beaten under his nose did not know, and no one could be better off.

The gym quieted down, there was a doctor to treat Hengneng's wounds again, Boss Chen was comforting the officials who were frightened by Hengneng, Xie Wenqiang was a little ugly, two games, one was a gambling fight with 500,000 cash, and the other was a gambling fight with the ownership of the placer gold mine, now he lost one, and the remaining one, there should have been Long Hao's master Chen Xiang to finish the fight, but Chen Xiang was obviously frightened by Hengneng, not only shirked the gambling boxing, but even got into an ambulance and followed him to the city.

Now Xie Wenqiang wants to compare with no one, and he is not willing to give away millions of placer gold mines like this.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and called the stupid six sons behind him over and said something.

Liuzi also hesitated, then beckoned to Han Yi upstairs, Han Yi nodded to Liuzi, and was about to go downstairs, at this time Xie Fan grabbed Han Yi's hand, and said with a pale face: "Don't go, I told my dad not to compare, okay?"

Han Yi took Xie Fan's hand away, smiled lightly and said, "Have confidence in me!"

Sister Long, Lin Tianyu, and Zhang Xiaoxing also looked at Han Yi with nervous faces. Han Yi gave a few people a reassuring look, and went downstairs, and when he got downstairs, Han Yi took off his heavy clothes and threw them to Liuzi, asking him to help watch.

"Can it be done, boy?" Xie Wenqiang asked with a tense face.

Han Yi had never competed with a master like Hengneng, and at this time, he felt excited all over his body, and felt that every cell was trembling.

"Yo, Xie Wenqiang, are you going to find a hairy boy to send him to death? Is there no one under his hands? If you don't have one, admit defeat as soon as possible, you can't call the child to come and send him to death!"

Before Han Yi could speak, Boss Chen on the opposite side noticed Han Yi's movements and said with a sneer.

For a while, all eyes were taken care of, and Han Yi instantly became the focus of attention of the audience.