"Zhang Wu is really strong, in fact, in terms of record, he is only 6 consecutive victories now, but his opponents are veterans who have won more than ten consecutive victories, and he can overcome obstacles and move all the way forward, which shows his strong strength!"

But she didn't forget her job, and then introduced: "The next player, Zou Yuanpeng, 1.80 meters tall and 70 kilograms in weight, he is the opponent of our black boxing world favored by the goddess of luck, with a record of 9 wins and 13 losses!

And Xiao Xi just finished introducing this person, and there was a lot of scolding below, what is the most shameless opponent in history, wretched, bastard, scolding, saliva, smashing confetti towards Zou Yuanpeng, who appeared.

But Zou Yuanpeng had no heart or lungs, laughed, somersaults, handstands, all kinds of handsome, others greeted his mother, and he was not angry at all.

Zhang Wuzhi stared at Zou Yuanpeng on stage, vigilant in his heart, this person is either crazy, has autism, is immersed in his own world, is not moved by external objects, let you wind and rain, I don't realize it!

Either it is a peerless cultivation, like some great virtues who write books and speak, and are open-minded to a certain extent, and everything is laughed at and pretended!

Patriarch Bodhidharma once said: "Outside the fate, there is no breath in the heart, the heart is like a wall!"

When Zou Yuanpeng came to the stage, he walked straight towards Zhang Wu, and then stretched out his hand and said: "Hero, the little one is greeting you, please be merciful to your subordinates for a while!"

Zhang Wu frowned, didn't reply, and Zou Yuanpeng didn't mind, as if he lacked heart, he tossed and turned in the ring, playing handsome and pretending to be cool.

Ten minutes after the village time, the host Xiaoxi stood beside Zhang Wu and quietly advised: "You don't have to fight to the death with Zou Yuanpeng, he is very cheap, once you feel that you are not your opponent, you will admit defeat." ”

"And there is such a thing as admitting defeat?" Zhang Wu was a little surprised, he thought that the black boxing must not end until the opponent loses his combat effectiveness.

"You can admit defeat in the No. 10 ring, but not in the ring behind, you have to sign a life and death contract before going on stage, and you won't die!"

Zhang Wu nodded, and then looked at Zou Yuanpeng, he didn't underestimate other people's thoughts in his heart, he never believed in luck, 13 losses, no loss at all, there must be some special ability.

And in this scene, Zou Yuanpeng didn't win at all, and the audience pressed Zhang Wu, directly suppressing Zhuang.

If the poisonous eagle they engage in some shady scenes, cause an upset, and let Zou Yuanpeng win, this alone will be able to earn hundreds of millions, but unfortunately it is Zhang Wu who is on the stage.

As the bell rang and the game began, Zou Yuanpeng changed greatly in a moment, his playfulness was restrained, his every move became calm, his eyes were introverted, and he looked at Zhang Wu without any fear.

After a moment of confrontation, Zhang Wu occasionally made a gesture to try the truth and the truth, but Zou Yuanpeng was not fooled.

But just when he was about to fight hard, unexpectedly, Zou Yuanpeng knew his thoughts in advance and shouted: "A good man spares his life, I admit defeat!"

Then plop down on your knees and bow your head!

Not only Zhang Wu was stunned at this time, but the spectators felt that the eggs hurt, and they admitted defeat without fighting, how can you be so cheap!

The steel cage opened, and a tiger-like game was over, and when Xiaoxi announced that Zhang Wu had won, Zou Yuanpeng stood up.

looked at Zhang Wu flatteringly, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, hero!"

"You are very interesting!" Zhang Wu thoughtfully, touched his chin, and looked at Zou Yuanpeng, this guy can be prophetic, it must not be simple, he is definitely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Zou Yuanpeng smiled, scratched his scalp embarrassedly, very shy, and went off the stage, just so chic, it was just a formality, I didn't know and thought he was invited by the boxing stadium!

Xiao Xi took the stage again and introduced the next player, "Liu Chang, 1.81 meters tall, weighs 75 kilograms, has a record of 7 consecutive wins, the same as Zhang Wu's record, and they have common characteristics, they have all learned Xingyi Boxing, and they have a teacher, it is really a dragon fight, let's wait and see!"

When the words fell, Liu Chang appeared, looking like a person from the rivers and lakes, smiling, with a straight waist, clasping his fists with both hands and saluting the visitors, with a graceful demeanor, which caused many ladies to scream.

And Zhang Wu felt pain as soon as he heard that this guy had a teacher, this kind of person is not easy to mess with, and he specified that he beat the small one, came out of the old one, and swarmed one by one.

Even in such a bullish place as the Black Village, you have to get some special rings, the No. 16 and 17 rings dedicated to people in the rivers and lakes, you can go to the stage to solve something, we are just witnesses, not involved.

Whoever provokes you, you go to him, it has nothing to do with us!

Liu Chang came to the stage, looked at Zhang Wu with interest, very confident, and looked like I will eat you.

But Zhang Wu's heart is like a mirror, just a moment when he just looked, he knew that Liu Chang's Xingyi Quan was not as good as him, which was shown in his appearance.

People who really practice the inner family form and meaning have full breath, strong internal qi energy flow, quick walking, sitting and lying movements, strong spirit, and protruding temples.

Further, the body is thin, and the fat in the body is cleaned, Zhang Wu has reached this point, making his whole person go around, not far from being skinny, this kind of internal master is the most powerful, hiding the qi and energy in the bone marrow, usually used for health preservation, and the internal qi runs during the war, and explodes into a surging force, and the internal qi moves, and the force is amazing!

And Liu Chang's physique, 150 pounds, according to his height ratio, is considered a fat man, and the small belly is obvious, and the temples are not protruding, at least the skill is not as good as Zhang Wu, but I don't know how to play.

Ten minutes passed quickly, the steel cage was closed, Zhang Wu rarely did not pose a boxing posture, but used Xingyi boxing to pose a three-body pose, it is rare to have a move with a Xingyi master, so he naturally has to make the best use of things and practice his hands.

Liu Chang is also not to be outdone, with his hands in front of him, his feet one in front of the other, his head is up, his face is concentrating, although he seems to be comfortable on the outside, he is moving on the inside, and he is very mastery.

The two of them moved slowly, all in unison, their toes not leaving the ground, but their heels moving, walking through the door, looking for each other's weaknesses.

After a circle, Zhang Wu deliberately sold a flaw, his eyes swayed, as if he had been in a confrontation for a long time, and his spirit was not good.

Liu Chang immediately grabbed the fighter, kicked his heel slightly, and the force came out of his fingertips, took advantage of it, and slapped Zhang Wu's head with a palm, wanting to blow him up.

And Zhang Wu didn't look at it, he attacked strongly, you enter and I enter, almost at the same time, one step forward, one step after the hind foot, the hind foot must not exceed the front foot, and the fist is sent from the chest and abdomen.

When Liu Chang approached, the fist just went out, and the "click" punch was as fast as lightning, like a collapsing arrow piercing the heart, a landslide and the ground cracked, and the last hit came first!

Before Liu Chang's slap was slapped, he was hit in the chest by Zhang Wu's fist with one hand, the internal organs were squeezed, the fist mark was printed on the chest, and when he licked his mouth, the old blood spurted out, splashing Zhang Wu's face, and his slap fell, but it was flicked by Zhang Wu's hidden back hand, and the soft palm force was directly pushed away.

At this moment, it was just a punch, the victory and defeat had been divided, Liu Chang fell straight to the ground, and before he lost his breath, he muttered a sentence in his mouth, "Half-step collapse fist!"

On the big screen behind the ring, the camera slowed down ten times, so that he could see clearly the speed of Zhang Wu's punches, and even clearly saw that his iron head slammed into Liu Chang's chest, and half of his fists were embedded in flesh and blood, so strong!