From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 233 Why do you have to be brave?

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 233 Why do you have to be brave?

"Yongbo and the others all say you are very strong, but why don't I believe it?"

Xiao Hei made fists with his hands, swinging them at high speed across his waist,

The feet dance lightly, and the steps are agile as if dancing,

The body is facing forward and the stance is slightly different from normal boxing.

"Do you believe it or not? What does it have to do with me?"

Facing Xiao Hei who had already taken an offensive stance, Leng Kong still stood on the spot without even the desire to take action.

After the fight with Yujiro, he was completely uninterested in a low-level fish like Xiao Hei.

Boom.

The drum sound representing the start of war sounded, and Xiao Hei's leg muscles tightened instantly, his body stood on tiptoes, and he flew towards the cold sky.

At the same time, the person was in the air, and the lightning jab was already swept towards the bridge of Leng Kong's nose at high speed.

"Volley?"

"Little Ali is going to die!"

Oliba and others stood at the entrance of the passage to watch the battle. After seeing Xiao Hei's gesture, they immediately made a decision.

"That's right, the movement range is too large and the defensive gap is too large!"

Blade Ya also saw something was wrong.

Because of their range of motion, Leng Kong seized the opportunity and beat them up hard because of their range of motion. The memory is very deep!

"Useless struggle, no matter how big or small the movements are, he will never be Sora's opponent!"

Yujiro knows Leng Kong’s strength best, because he is the one who brings him the most pleasure.

really,

On the field, Leng Kong's eyelids suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth were pulled horizontally. His instinct was activated first, and he instantly saw through Xiao Hei's movements.

His body seemed to be motionless, and Xiao Hei, who was in mid-air, seemed to have been hit by an invisible attack.

puff.!

Blood spurts out from the mouth like a spring, and the body bends into a bow shape and spins at high speed before shooting wildly.

Boom!

After crossing more than ten meters, my body was heavily imprinted on the solid wall.

It was only then that everyone saw a huge whorl pattern appear on Xiao Hei's abdomen. The terrifying twisting force tore his muscles, the tender flesh was turned out, and blood was pouring out. He looked extremely miserable when he was stuck in the pit.

"This and this."

"What happened?"

"How come Leng Kong just stared and the black man flew away?"

"witchcraft!"

"This is witchcraft!"

The speedy counterattack beyond recognition by the naked eye gave the audience a feeling of cold air. He didn't even move, he just opened his eyes, and the little black man flew away.

One by one stood up in shock, shouting wildly and shouting about witchcraft!

"Sure enough, he is still so strong.!"

Seeing this scene, Saba and Oliba groaned at the same time.

Simple, direct, cruel, and cruel, these are the two people's deepest impression of Leng Kong.

"I can't bear it anymore!"

"Ho ho."

Yujiro's eyes lingered repeatedly along Leng Kong's perfect muscle lines, and his tongue slid between his lips, with an extremely hungry expression as if he wanted to swallow Leng Kong alive.

"Hiss."

Fan Haiwang, who was standing at the entrance of the passage on the other side, suddenly shuddered when he looked at Xiao Hei whose body had turned into a mural and was still spraying out red paint.

Keep it!

Leng Kong definitely held back his hands when he hit him!

Otherwise, tsk tsk

His gaze swept across Xiao Hei's body and extended to his entire abdomen, which was distorted to an exaggerated and hideous extent. Fan Haiwang felt like he was just watching, as his own intestines seemed to have been twisted into a ball.

"Ahem."

"You are really strong, but"

"But I am the legendary boxing champion, the son of Ali!"

The black man is of good quality, but his abdomen was completely twisted and torn, and he still coughed blood and slid down against the wall.

After landing, his legs were rushing, bite the teeth, suppressed the pain, forcibly stabilized the trembling body, and then the fist was clenched a little bit.

"Well, resist?"

Lift the cold eyes, and the eyes were slightly surprised.

According to his own strength, Xiao Hei's reason cannot be carried.

"This is the first time my father's own boxing method has made a public appearance. How can I fell like this?"

"No!"

Exit, Xiaohei's body poured out a force out of thin air, and he focused on creating the residual body again and again. The speed was even faster than when it was not injured.

With the help of the trend, the physical center of gravity is still in front of the state, and the uppercut will be charged from the waist, and the cold air jaw is directly attacked, and the fist is sharp!

"The first appearance is bonus (highlight)?

"Is there such a setting?"

Cold and empty spit,

But the gap between strength can not be closer by roaring.

Muhammu's Ali fisting method, the position is erratic, the attack is disorderly, and the fantasy is focused on, but these cold emptiness is just good at.

The "fire walking" and "steadfast" of the two tiger flow, the "instant" of the fox shadow flow, walking is the erratic route.

The water and sky -type foundation "Water Swift" continuously punch it, and the movement trajectory cannot be pursued.

Coupled with the sense of human body first, see through the sense of human body.

phantom?

It is no different from dancing in cold eyes.

The soles of the feet were wiped, the upper body seemed to be unmoved, but the body was half a meter, and the right hand lightning punching was attacked.

Alas!

Under the effect of inertia, Xiao Hei himself sent his nose to the cold empty fist, and the blood flowers resurrected.

But this is the beginning, the body is misplaced, the cold and empty left hand stabbed fists, Xiao Hei hasn't responded yet, and the side jaw was hit again.

Normal punching fist is generally not heavy, but cold and empty are not ordinary.

The moment Xiao Hei was attacked, he felt that the brain tissue raised quickly in the skull like a ball. In the repeated and severe shock, the strong dizziness quickly spread the whole body.

He has been beaten!

But the combo is not over yet!

The left hand stabbed fist just hit, and the hooks on the right hand of the cold empty right hand again,

Alas!

In the middle and lower jaw in the boxing, under the huge terror, the bones of Xiaohei chin suddenly cracked, and the body that had just planted a downward trend was instantly pulled up.

Only the body must be raised, and the cold left straight fists are here again.

Alas!

The fist hit, the chest collapsed, and the small black body seemed to be fired in a bomb, which leaped tens of meters quickly.

Bombard

Then it was deeply inlaid into the hard farm wall again. After the broken rib pierced the flesh and exposed to the air after the break, the eyes could not find the eyes.

"Puff."

The consciousness has disappeared, but the severely damaged body has made it still vomiting blood. Without seeing it, he knows that the organs have been broken by the broken ribs.

"Boxing, boxing!"

Seeing the cold and empty steps and combo, Oliba shocked instantly,

"He uses boxing, and only the thorn fist crushed Ali II!"

"How is this possible?"

You know Ali II, but the heir to the legendary boxing champion carefully cultivated.

Is it really defeated on the boxing now?

The so -called tree is skin skin, and people are face!

Now cold air is picking your face!

I don't know if Little Ali was rescued and could not stand this blow.

On the field,

The blood stains on the cold air, the eyes looked indifferent to the little black who was paralyzed in the pit, the eyes did not fluctuate at all,

Is it bad to admit the defeat earlier?

Why not be stubborn?

And compared with Yongjiro tore off the bangs king's whole skin, he is just returning blood with blood.

"You actually know how to box?"

Fan Haiwang, who was guarding the entrance of the Chinese national team, also came up with a look of shock after Leng Kong left the field.

This is also because boxing can only be done with the hands, not the feet, even the elbows, which is too restrictive!

Therefore, ordinary martial artists rarely delve into boxing.

And looking at Leng Kong's familiar look, this is no longer dabbling, but mastery.

"Well, one of my former sparring partners was the King of Fighters!"

Leng Kong nodded slightly, "So I know a little bit."

He brutally killed a mere gangster and couldn't even warm up, so what's there to show off?

(End of chapter)