Golden Greenery

He grabbed Samango's flailing fist, cut across his ribs with one palm, kicked with his foot and twisted and pulled with his right hand. Samango spun 360 degrees in the air before being slapped to the ground.

He gave in sideways, half-turned around and kicked Maszewski in the chest with a half-turn roundhouse kick. Maszewski rushed down and fell.

After knocking down the two opponents in succession, Zhuoyang began to fight in the upper reaches of the entire court. Wherever there was a war, he rushed towards it. War ends war. The best way to end war is war. Wherever he went, the fighting ceased, for wherever he passed the opponents of the Magiburgs were forced to lie down.

Hrunak, who was twisting in a ball with Khedira on the ground, was grabbed by Zhuo Yang's wrist and stood up straight. He was then dragged and ran involuntarily, his steps staggering but running faster and faster until they came to In front of Ramirev, who was spreading his wings for Mad Dog Rand, Hrunak was held by Zhuo Yang's abdomen and thrown out.

Ramirev's double wind hit his ears, and Zhuo Yang's high whip and leg hit him in the face. Ramirev fell headfirst. Before his face could even touch the grass, he was hit in the chest by the instep and ran away for three seconds. Go away.

Thunder and lightning follow the magic pen, and fish and dragons fall on colored paper. Zhuo Yang is like a dancer, rising gracefully in the chaotic and muddy world, only to see the dance return to the wind and nowhere to go.

He cut off his legs and knocked down Machinski, and beat him with a heart hammer until Jezeyazik knelt on the ground and retched. Then he turned around and knocked down Machinski a second time, as fast as the wind.

Zhuo Yang enjoyed this moment very much. He was not fighting in groups at all, but was gaining insight into the movements and emotions of the Legians. Zhuo Yang could feel the punches, kicks and escape rout they were about to use, and he could also feel their Anger, fear and crying.

The most chaotic scene in the world is the scene of a group fight. The so-called master was beaten to death by random punches. Even the masters who got caught in it were bitten by shrews. Huang Laoxie, who was so good at Xiao Shuxuan's movements and was like a god, would be scratched to death if he dared to come in. Face full of flowers. Zhuo Yang had been in many group fights before, but he was still rolling around on the ground. In the end, even if he could win, he would still be less honorable than the loser.

But Zhuoyang could not be said to be strolling in the crowd at this time, but he was quite at ease. The various movements of his hands, legs and body coincided with a rhythm, and even the opponent's successive moves became part of this rhythm.

The musical fantasy that is so rare to find on the court has reappeared in today's scene of group fights.

The body is the foundation and the soul is the root. The touch on the soul during the New Year's concert not only sublimated the spiritual level, but also led to breakthroughs in physical functions. Zhuo Yang achieved double breakthroughs in music and football, and at this moment he naturally entered the artistic conception of music.

However, what was ringing in his mind at this time was not the famous masters, but the fragments of music that he played randomly when he felt it. They were sometimes cheerful gurgling streams, sometimes reluctant to part with them like butterflies in love with flowers, and sometimes sad. Suddenly exhausted, sometimes I feel moved when I hear the fishermen's songs; sometimes the fireworks dance in the starry sky, and sometimes there is a trace of ambiguity in the gauze in the fog.

Zhuo Yang touched the threshold of music creation!

It's so amazing. When people all over the world are fighting in groups, they only think about overthrowing each other's eighteen generations of ancestors. Only Zhuo Yang is carefully sipping the music of the snow...

Too lazy to take advantage of the situation, Zhuo Yang wandered around the field with half-closed eyes. As long as there were green, white, and red jerseys, he would knock them down with one move. Either Sanshou, Qingna, Wing Chun, or Xingyi. The moves are not very cruel, just knock him down. If he gets up again if he feels dissatisfied, just turn around and do it again. This was repeated, and gradually no one wanted to get up.

Even if you are not stupid, you will be beaten if you get up. Whoever gets up is a fool!

Gradually, the venue became quiet, and only Zhuo Yang danced around. His teammates began to gape at his performance. Legia Warsaw coach Kopcinski, who had a bunch of heads pulled off by Klopp, forgot to fight back and looked at Zhuo Yang from a distance with his mouth wide open.

Everyone in the entire training base was frozen in place, leaving only Zhuo Yang who was very busy and the Legians who were knocked down one after another.

This scene was so shocking. All the players in Fort Madi had heard that the captain was very good at fighting, but few had seen how good he was at fighting. Only Rand and others had seen him beat up Duke's teammates. Just three people.

The Legia Warsaw people were all frightened. They thought that the wrestler Bartczak in their team was a master of fighting. He once single-handedly defeated four Polish gangsters who were drunk and molesting his women. But today He didn't even touch his face in front of Captain Madiburg, as if he was pinching his face.

Holy shit, this is a Chinese, Bruce Lee and netgFu! Are we idiots?

The Madibao people thought: Have you heard of it or not? It turns out that our captain is really a fierce man who can fight dozens of people.

Hassan Mido said heartily: Milo sincerely won’t bully me. If Zhuo Yang really wants to beat me, I’m not a good person even if I have one hand!

Especially for a group of teenagers and children in the echelon, this situation left an indelible mark on their minds. No matter where they went as adults, Zhuo Yang always stood in their hearts like a god, including those in Legia. The same is true for a young man.

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Zhuo Yang became more comfortable and happy as he played. He couldn't even remember how many opponents he had defeated. As long as he saw the opponent's jersey in front of him, he would knock it down. The only difference was that those who stood still and did not fight back were lighter.

With my current skills, I must be no worse than that beast from Jiushan! Zhuo Yang's thoughts wandered in a self-exciting way amid the music.

Somewhere in China eight thousand kilometers away, Jiushan covered the nose and mouth of the rubber machine dummy with one hand, and was about to break the neck with his other hand... 'Ah sneeze! ——’ The sudden sneeze caught him off guard and almost made him miss. Damn it, which animal is talking about me?

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Hey, why is there no one? Just as he was playing comfortably, Zhuo Yang suddenly realized that there were no more green, white and red jerseys around him, and he looked carefully - except for a few, all Legia people were lying on the ground, while all the Madiburg people were lying on the ground. He stood blankly like a wax figure, staring at him blankly.

Legia coach Kopcinski, who was standing in the distance, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. Legia defender Dimaraz, who was nearby, looked at Zhuo Yang in horror, his body shaking involuntarily.

Zhuo Yang came out of the musical fantasy and had no choice but to fight. Not to mention that no one dared to fight back, no one who lay down dared to get up again.

Zhuo Yang is very proud, even prouder than scoring three goals and scoring a hat trick in the final. If the fight can't be won and you've lost your opponent, then let's show off.

An angry shout: "Hey! Who else? Who the hell else -?"

"Who else is unconvinced? I'm waiting!" After hearing this, Coach Kopuscinski immediately lay down on the ground without any intention of showing any shame.

Zhuo Yang nodded with satisfaction: "Whoever dares to attack again, I won't be polite, I will break his legs!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, with a roar of "Ah--", a person came roaring from behind!

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