Chapter 27: Blood Splattered

Burning Man already has a countermeasure in his heart, just one word, consumption!

Zhang Wu has played five games in a row, and his physical and mental consumption is serious, but Yan Man is in a state of full blood, and he is at the peak in all aspects, he doesn't need to be in a hurry, as long as he stabilizes the rhythm and is not hit by Zhang Wu's strong attack, five minutes later, he will be able to win.

And when Zhang Wu saw Yan Man doing radio gymnastics, he had a premonition in his heart, knowing that this guy was going to fight a protracted battle and kill him, but how could he fulfill your wish?

Even if he is ready to fight hard and advance hard, Zhang Wu is not in a hurry, even if he wants to break out, he has to find a suitable time, the opponent is not easy to mess with, the combat experience is rich enough, and blindly rushing up is to deliver food to others!

The two confronted each other, Yan Man's eyes were fixed on Zhang Wu, always keeping a safe distance, if he was forced into a corner, he would sweep his legs out, and then take the opportunity to escape, change his position and continue to consume.

As long as Zhang Wu showed any hint of attacking, Yan Man immediately retreated, from time to time punched to test it, or kicked out with one leg, and then ran in the ring with a radius of 100 meters to escape Zhang Wu's pursuit.

This scene made the spectators in the audience suddenly blow up, and the cursing came and went, even the die-hard fans of Yanman felt hot on their faces and felt embarrassed.

In the black boxing ring, Burning Man is a precedent, if you know that you can't beat it, then don't go on stage, go up, be chased by others like a lost dog, run around, cowardly like a cat catching a mouse, I have never seen such a nest of games!

In the eyes of professional black fighters, they were greatly inspired by Burning Man's escape style, Zhang Wu's strength and weakness are obvious, as long as he consumes it, exhausts his physical energy, and wears it out patiently, he can be slaughtered by you.

But is that really the case?

After only two laps and less than 30 meters, Zhang Wu stood in the center of the ring, looking at Yan Man, who was a little short of breath with a sarcastic face, and the victory was decided!

The idea is good, but the implementation is very nonsense.

Zhang Wu is not a fool, if he can't catch up with you, then I won't chase you, but you will run away for a long time, and the courage to connect the moves is gone.

The one who was chased and killed was always nervous, worried, and consumed far more than Zhang Wu, and he also had to punch and kick out from time to time, consume physical energy, and keep a safe distance.

Since Zhang Wu came on the field, he has not punched or kicked, he is calm, he is moving, he is doing tricks, but he didn't consume Zhang Wu to death, he gasped first, he couldn't hold his breath, he was deflated, and his physical strength naturally declined.

When Yanman felt that he was panting, it was too late to say anything, and he already knew in his heart that he would definitely lose, but when he got into this ring, he would either cripple the opponent or cripple himself, and only these two paths would be the end of the game!

Looking at Zhang Wu standing in the center of the ring, Yan Man was furious and forcibly inspired his courage.

"Ahh

Rushed forward two steps, swept his right leg, aimed at Zhang Wu's head, and wanted to kick him out!

But the sad thing is that in this game of cat and mouse, smart is mistaken by smart, thinking that it is a cat, but in the end it consumes its own strength, kicks it out, and its speed drops by a few points.

Zhang Wu didn't look at it, the internal air turned, and he also swept out with one leg, just touching Gang.

His leg-sweeping leg like an iron axe, containing a thousand catties of huge power, directly met the past, and cut off Yanman's leg "click".

Let Yan Man's entire calf directly detach from the body and fall to the ground, blood splashed at the leg joints, muscles and bones were exposed, and the kneecaps flew out horizontally and smashed on the steel cage wall, so eye-catching!

What followed was a burst of screams, Yan Man fell to the ground, hugged his legs and screamed in pain, rolling on the ground in pain, and involuntarily shouting in his mouth: "My legs, my legs ......"

The audience was silent, many people covered their mouths, their eyes were full of disbelief, the undefeated boxing champion actually lost to a rookie, a rookie with a record of only 14 games, and was kicked into a cripple, and could only use a wheelchair in the next life, how sad!

And Zhang Wu stood in the corner, his face was calm, looking at the tragic situation of Burning Man, he was ready in his heart, maybe he would have such a day.

The people who mix the rivers and lakes always have to be returned, Burning Man has won so many people in the outside world, and he has come to fight black boxing, winning more than 30 games in a row, there are not a few people who have been killed and disabled by him, but it is folded in Zhang Wu's hands, the undefeated title has been ended, the hero is twilight, and the retribution is unhappy!

The steel cage was opened, the staff carried Yan Man away, Xiao Xi came to the stage, and breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally let go of her fearful thoughts, Zhang Wu was unharmed, which made her happy.

"Zhang Wu's steel leg sweep makes the opponent desperate, the attack is deadly, strong as a bulldozer, no one can stop it, let's welcome the next player, whether he can end Zhang Wu's winning streak, let's wait and see!"

After Xiao Xi finished speaking, he raised his hand to the big screen, and various information such as the height and weight of the fighter appeared, as well as his KO highlights.

The guy who appeared on the scene was a comic, joyful pie, bouncing, somersaulting, teasing the audience, making faces, and running to the audience to forcibly hug a beautiful young woman, making people scream, but he didn't have the consciousness of being hated by others, and he went to the ring with a hum.

Ten minutes after going down to the village, this guy's eyes never left Xiao Xi, his eyes lit up, his saliva flowed, and he wanted to come up and talk, but he saw Xiao Xi hiding behind Zhang Wu.

And Zhang Wu looked domineering, don't mess with me, let this guy dare not get close, between the black boxers, they will never let you approach each other at will, but this guy is still a thief, pretending to cheer to the audience, walking around the ring a few times, but his eyes are looking at Xiaoxi, and his eyes can eat people!

For this kind of guy, Zhang Wu frowned rarely, after his observation, this guy is really "sexual", and he belongs to the lawless generation.

can fight in the No. 10 ring, I must know Xiao Xi, and I know that Xiao Xi has a poisonous eagle behind him, with such a background, he dares to do this, either he lacks heart and eyes, or he really has to speak to the bold, seeing that the beauty can't control herself, she dares to do whatever she wants!

"Go down" Zhang Wu said to Xiaoxi, asking her to get out of the ring in advance.

Xiaoxi is very well-behaved, although she has a sense of security by Zhang Wu's side, but that guy's wanton eyes make her very uncomfortable, and anyone who is looked at like this feels unacceptable.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, the steel cage was closed, Zhang Wu had already raised his internal qi, his heart was full of murderous intent, his face was cold, and his killing moves were hidden.

As the bell fell, the guy on the other side distanced himself from Zhang Wu for the first time, he had studied the video and knew that Zhang Wu's fighting style was ferocious and incomparable, and it was not the right way to connect hard, it was better to wander, look for opportunities, and find flaws.

But Zhang Wu rushed up with a murderous machine, and he had a fierce tiger in his heart, in order to erase Xiao Xi's troubles, it was better to beat this guy to death!

Explosive spirit, Zhang Wuwei was startled, his left hand pressed down, the tip of his right finger was tight, and his strength was hard to the top of his fingertips, and the top of his fingers was through the four ends and felt sensitive, and the back foot kicked, stepping on the ring with a muffled sound, and the person had already pounced out, falling like an eagle grabbing something, its momentum was stubborn, and the tight fingers were inserted forward!

But although the opponent's personality is, he is not weak in fighting experience, and he has long expected that Zhang Wu will attack fiercely at the beginning, and predicted in advance that when Zhang Wu rushed up, he instinctively dodged sideways, making this insertion useless, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked Zhang Wu in the abdomen, and his reaction was clever enough!

At this time, the two of them are already close, all the vital points of the body are exposed, and if they continue to fight, they will end up together, Zhang Wu can raise his hand and insert it again, and stab the opponent into a bloody hole, but he himself will be kicked in the abdomen, and he will definitely be disemboweled, the destructive power of the black boxer is amazing, but if he rubs a little edge, he is either dead or disabled.

Life and death are only at this moment, the god of death sits on the head, Zhang Wu was so excited that his hair exploded, his hair was upside down, and he fought against the boxing champion in the southern-style martial arts gym, and he was abused every day at the beginning, and the benefits of more abuse finally came, and if you were beaten too much, you would find something.

And Zhang Wu practiced Xingyi boxing, and was well versed in the way of "fist does not leave the ribs, fist does not centrifuge", and only hit the right fist when he shot, and the left hand protects the heart.

The opponent kicked him, Zhang Wu's left hand that was pressed down instinctively pulled out, and the skill was unintentionally surprised, four or two thousand catties, and the toes were pulled away when they were less than a centimeter away from him.

With just this simple pull, the winner has been decided.

The opponent's leg force kicked in the air, the body lost its center of gravity, and staggered forward, Zhang Wu turned his palm into a knife, stood on the side, "teared" a cut, and the explosion sound of the neck being split sounded, only to see the head on the ground, blood splashed three feet!