From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 138 The ice room is cool: My hand is not beating.

Author: Nai He Heaven

Chapter 138 The ice room is cool: My hand is not beating.

"Oh ah"

"No one allows anyone!"

On the court, the ghost Wangshan and Guan Lin fought a fist in the crazy interchange, and the scabbing of the sheath on the stage screaming crazy.

but.

However, I also said that the defense has never been afraid of anyone, the Ghost King Mountain, and the game is completely abandoned in the Guanlin.

He counseled.

From swap to his arms to protect his chest, he dares to fight back after preventing Guan Lin attack.

"The bastard of the fake race, give me less arrogance!"

But after the movement was counseled, he didn't persuade him. After blocking the Guanlin attack, he shouted and hugged in Guan Lin's chin, and then took advantage of the unstable figure, clinging to it, and his hands crazyly hit Guan Lin's cheek cheeks.

Then, then

batter!

Continuous combo!

However, Guan Lin's neck is hard, and the patience of the pain is also non -human. He completely ignores the soil and martial arts. His arms hook the head of the Ghost King Mountain and the head of Ghost King is a fierce stun!

The real man of the iron blood is never defense, who is the hardest to fight!

"Oh!"

"Guanlin. Guanlin!"

"Earthy.

Pork to meat, fist -to -fist, pure physical collision, instantly boil all audiences, sounding the sky madly.

Hearing the enthusiasm of the audience, Guan Linxing was even higher.

Even the attack stopped, the lower body squatted and stabilized, his arms were hanging on both sides of the body, his fist was clenched, his body tightened, and he directly used his chest to eat all the attacks on Ghost King Mountain.

"asshole.!"

"Why. Why not defense?"

"Are you underestimated me?"

The king of Tuyu was furious by Guan Lin's movement. The bastard of this counterfeit race was completely contempt for him!

Contempt for the power of Sumo Henggang!

"Go to death, bastard!"

In the anger, the teenage teenager brought out the sound of the wind, and the madly combined.

Alas!

Alas!

Alas!

The fierce impact sound indicated that every blow from him was fascinated, because Guan Lin was completely defensive, and it was difficult to hit it, but

However, as an attacker, the earthen teenagers have been panting, sweaty, and Guan Lin, who has been affected by the attack, is still in the mountains, standing firmly in place.

"Do you see it, no, this is the characteristics of your lack of fighting technicians."

"Learn well with Guan Lin, not to mention all, as long as you reach half of his strength, you can definitely become the top fighting technicians with your strength."

The ice chamber turned his head to look at the yarn loud of the wheelchair.

"What characteristics?"

"Is it beaten?"

The girl shook her head crazy: "I don't want it."

"What to fight?"

"Persistence, toughness, and the spirit of fighting technicians who will never be defeated."

The ice room raised her hand and gave the girl a collapse.

This disciple really didn't have to say that the fist just thought about it. He felt pain in his body, but he was too loose.

Without talking about Guan Lin, as long as he reaches the level of rationality, with her explosive power, few people dare to take her in the competition.

"What are you talking about?"

The small universe looked at the delicate and cute Saocura, and was surprised: "Life, is there such a strong?"

When he came to the court ahead, he was still aquatically aid by the early doctors of the British, so he couldn't see the girl's fisting power.

"Of course, we are a punch girl."

Gina laughed at: "You can try to refuse, and then you can return to the emergency room. This is very experienced."

The small universe screamed: "The cold injury of the ice room is beating?"

"Gina."

Cord

Before seeing her boyfriend, my girlfriend started to explode myself. Saocang's palm was unknowingly hard, and the wheelchair metal armrest was directly stunned.

"How can people have. So violence?"

"It's a little stronger strength."

"And the teacher's arm was obviously broken by Jin Tian.

Saocangxiang looked at the ice room with sincere (threat): "Yeah, teacher?"

"Hmm, uh"

At a glance, the ice chamber felt like my tail vertebrae began to hurt again.

Because she shot, she did not break a arm, but that the whole person would paralyze.

Of course, thinking of serious consequences, he did not dare to say it in the latter sentence.

"real!"

The girl is afraid that the small universe does not believe, and it is more emphasized than the little finger: "It's really a little bigger."

Uh. Is this a little bit?

The small universe looked down at the clear seal of the metal handrail printing in the wheelchair, silent.

I seem to fall into the magic palm.

On the field,

"Breathing. Huh."

Ghost Wangshan saw himself that he couldn't control the forest, and began to adjust his breathing.

Sumo is large and strong, but the corresponding consumption is also large. The long -term war is not good for him.

"Oh my god!"

"Faced with the violent attack of the ghost mountains and winds, Guan Lin has carried it!"

"Don't defense at all, eat all the opponents with your body with your body!"

"Is this the strength of the ace wrestler?"

The exciting explanation of the sheath incense will rise again.

"Why, I haven't worked hard yet, you can't hold it myself?"

Seeing the Ghost King Mountain withdrawn, Guan Lin's mouth torn out, exposing the big white teeth stained with blood.

"In this case, I will control the stage and give the audience the best performance! Haha."

"Bastard, why not defense?

"Are you underestimated me?"

Ghost King Mountain moved forward, and his palms pushed heavy on Guan Lin, his expression was extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, don't misunderstand."

"I'm not targeting you, but I will not defend all opponents!"

"Because eating all the attacks on the opponent is my career wrestling! Ahaha."

In the bloody smile, Guan Lin raised his fist and smashed into the face of Ghost King Mountain.

"asshole!"

Eat two with his face, Ghost King Mountain is short, bent over and hugs Guan Lin's abdomen to prepare to fall, but

But as soon as I was working, I found that I couldn't move Guan Lin at all, and there was another aggressive face.

What's going on?

In this way, how could I push myself in front of them and be stagnant in the corner and fight crazy?

Or is it to say that this bastard is playing yourself?

"Oh ah"

anger!

Ghost Wangshan said that he has never been as angry as it is now!

He was fighting king, and was actually seen by this level?

Can't bear it!

"The bastard of the counterfeit race, you really angry me!"

In the roar, Ghost King Mountain lifted his thighs, and the instep of the instep fiercely in Guanlin Temple. The huge impact instantly made Guan Lin's eyes rolled his eyes and his body could not fall.

"Bastard, I didn’t want to use my ultimate sumoness to the fake jesukes like you."

Guishan Wang coldly looked at Guan Lin lying on the ground, and disdain: "But you really hate it!"

"What. What is going on?"

Sheath Xiang shocked in the microphone:

"Ghost King Mountain, as a sumo player, actually used kicks!

"Guan Guanlin players fell!"

Why use kicking?

That's because Ghost Wangshan has always questioned Sumo.

You worked so hard to train your body, but in the end you could only use a few moves?

Why is modern sumo so imperfect?

So he traced it back to ancient times. Ancient sumo wrestling had kicking, boxing, and more comprehensive techniques. Compared with fat fighting, it was more like modern mixed martial arts.

After that, he began to study ancient sumo wrestling and knocked down this annoying bastard of fake matches with kicks.

(End of chapter)