Personal Security Of The Beautiful President

Rather than waiting for Ito Kuan to step down the ring, the Muay Thai master who had been standing next to Qiu Wen jumped directly up, and at the same time he clasped his fists in his hands and said in the half-baked Longguo dialect: "Singing to Phra Shan, representing the master of Huanyu Island, Qiu He Come out, please enlighten me..."

Strangely speaking, after Songpashan, who represented Qiu He, went out to fight, the following island owners didn't even react.

Wei Heng glanced at Liu Shengjing, who was sitting there calmly.

Originally, the viper mother-in-law wanted to step forward, but when she saw Wei Heng and Liu Shengjing, she didn't move.

Zhu Qing is even more pretending to be ignorant.

"What's the situation?" Ding Zhe whispered to Shu Yining beside him.

"That's it." Shu Yining explained in a low voice: "The eight islands compete for the position of the leader, and there is an unwritten rule. The status of the eight islands will be determined according to the results on the ring."

"In the eight islands, Guan Wu, the owner of Jingqin Island, and Qiu He, the owner of Huanyu Island, although the least powerful, were in charge of the wealth of the Sihaitian Temple in the past."

"There are a lot of resources, so everyone let them..."

"I see."

Ding Zhe nodded.

Then continue to watch quietly.

Na Songpashan was standing on the ring, and no one paid attention to him for a long time. He couldn't help but feel a little strange. He clasped his fists again: "Dare to ask the island owner to come to the challenge. Is this the number one today? Did you pick it up?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Don't wait for Sompasan to finish.

A middle-aged man next to Guan Wu, the island owner of Jingqin Island, strode to the front of the ring and lifted it gently. He pulled out the green onions on the dry land and directly raised three meters, gently and skillfully landed beside Songpashan. Armed with a fist: "Wang Gang, the champion of the Wushu Grand Prix in the three southwestern provinces of Halong, will meet you today on behalf of the master of Guanwu Island..."

"Hahaha, good!" Songpashan laughed when he heard Wan Gang's name: "When I was in the Kingdom of Thailand, I also asked the name of Southwest boxing champion Wan Gang a long time ago, please!"

"Please!"

The two people acted at the same time after uttering a please.

The ring that had been extremely calm just now was suddenly filled with the sound of fists and feet.

The fight between the two is extremely thrilling.

That Muay Thai king Sompa Shan has the essence of Muay Thai, his sharp elbow blows and fierce knees often hit Southwest boxing champion Wan Gang from incredible angles.

And Wan Gang is obviously not easy to be the next generation, and his Wing Chun fist is tepid.

It seems to be soft, but every time when Songpashan is close to him, the continuous but secret attack of the sound of wind and thunder also makes Songpashan tired to deal with.

In the blink of an eye, the two had more than forty face-to-face encounters.

It seems that Southwestern boxing champion Wan Gang seems to have mastered the rhythm of Songpashan, and the more he fought, the more courageous he chased Songpashan.

But Song Phra Shan is backing one after another.

Many masters in the audience shook their heads: "Muay Thai is about to lose!"

"Yeah, after all, Muay Thai is still a side-by-side approach. My Longguo martial arts is unparalleled in the world..."

Shu Yining next to Ding Zhe secretly asked, "What do you think?"

"Song Pashan has hidden his strength. Southwestern boxing champion Wan Gang may have blood splashing into the ring..."

Ding Zhe said proudly.

"I don't know what to say! Nonsense!"

Zhu Qing, who was sitting beside Ding Zhe, cursed contemptuously.

But Ding Zhe didn't take it seriously.

Unexpectedly, as Ding Zhe's voice just fell, Southwest boxing champion Wan Gang has chased Muay Thai king Song Pashan to the edge of the ring.

Seeing that he was making a punch, he was about to smash the Muay Thai king off the ring.

Unexpectedly, Suddenly, Muay Thai King Songpashan suddenly turned around, his body jumped up, his knees hit the body of the Southwest Boxing King, and he slammed into it!

It's too late to say!

Hurry up then!

I only heard the click!

There was a loud noise, but Muay Thai's knee was directly on the southwestern boxing king's face!

You know, Muay Thai is as fast as a shooting star, and Southwest Boxing is as fast as a rush.

The two velocities are superimposed on each other, it is as if Mars hit the earth.

In an instant, only the cheeks of the Southwest boxing champion were sunken in by the top of his knees, his head shattered!

boom!

There was a loud noise.

Southwest boxing champion Wan Gang was lying on the ground, convulsing!

"Hahaha!"

Songpashan didn't even look at him lying on the ground, the Southwestern boxing champion, but went straight to the front of the ring, stood there, and punched the people around him: "Who else?"

Everyone did not expect this Muay Thai king to be so sharp.

One knee smashed the head of the Southwest boxing champion.

And I didn't expect that this ring match would be so bloody at the beginning.

The scene became stagnant for a while.

After that, Liu Shengjing took the lead and applauded: "Have fun!"

"Happy!" Mother-in-law Viper also stood up and applauded.

Only about Wu shook his head and sighed. He knew that this time the eight islands seized the leader of the league, he was at the bottom!

Here, someone immediately lifted the body of the Southwest Boxing Champion.

However, the blood stains on the ring remained there...

"Who else?"

Muay Thai king Sompa Shan stood on the stage to show off his power.

The two old gods, the viper mother-in-law and Wei Heng, were unaware of it.

And Liu Shengjing continued to close his eyes and rest.

The scene fell silent again.

"Doesn't anyone dare to confront me? Isn't the Dragon Kingdom warrior so unkind?"

Sompa Shan won a round, very arrogant.

Facing Songpashan’s arrogance, Zhu Qing, who had just been robbed of the limelight by Ding Zhe, suddenly turned to look at Ding Zhe: "Boy, this weak Muay Thai fighter is just right for you. If you don’t take this opportunity to take down the Thai fighter. , I guess there will be no chance to be on stage!"

"Hahaha!" Liu Shengjing laughed loudly when he heard Zhu Qing teasing Ding Zhe.

Granny Viper and Wei Heng shook their heads at the same time, their faces were proud, and they didn't even look at Ding Zhe.

"Haha!" Ding Zhe shook his head and said indifferently: "He is not worth my shot yet."

"cut!"

"Pretend!"

Mother-in-law, Liu Shengjing and Wei Heng showed contempt at Ding Zhe.

"Well, if that's the case, then I won't give you a chance!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Qing stood up, swaggered to the front of the ring, and jumped gently.

Then fell on the stage.

He also held a fist gently: "In the next island of Nulong Island, Zhu Qing..."

"Please!"

Songpashan glanced at Zhu Qing, a fierce shot came out of his eyes, and then he unfurled his iron elbow and hit Zhu Qing's face.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the opponent elbowing towards his face, Zhu Qing did not hide but instead let his head meet Songpashan's elbow!

That speed turned out to be extremely fast!

"What is this fellow Zhu Qing doing?"

The viper mother-in-law who had been silent in the audience was taken aback for a moment, and a splash of color came out from her eyes: "Could it be that Zhu Qing has already practiced the iron head skill?"

At the same time, Wei Heng couldn't help but raised his head, took a look, and nodded gently, not knowing what he was certain...

Only Liu Shengjing was still there, slowly picking up a cup of tea from the waiter beside him, and sipping it lightly.

Above the ring, the Muay Thai master hit Zhu Qing's face with an iron elbow.

But I don't want to bang all of a sudden, as if hitting an iron plate.

Zhu Qing's face only slightly changed color, but Song Phra Shan took a step back, the eyes are incredible.

"In this round, did the Muay Thai master lose!" Shu Yining who was next to Ding Zhe asked in a low voice.

"No!" Ding Zhe's eyes shot a sharp touch.

"What?" Shu Yining stuck out his tongue, the beautiful little face is incredible.

However, this time there was no one close to the two of them, so no one questioned Ding Zhe.

But Shu Yining looked incredulous.

Above the ring.

Zhu Qing has already unfolded his splitting and staggered hand, and launched a hunt for the Muay Thai King.

It has to be said that as an island owner, Zhu Qing has something to do with others.

His martial arts cultivation base has surpassed the category of six-star warriors and is close to seven-star warriors.

It all started, like a gust of wind on the ring.

Surrounding the Muay Thai King is a fierce attack.

On the other hand, Muay Thai is no longer as sharp as it was against the Southwest boxing champion.

Everywhere is restricted.

Dodging everywhere.

Although his strength is also a six-star warrior, but

However, he was restrained everywhere by his split-stroke style.

It made him either injured his elbow by Zhu Qing or pinched his thigh.

The screams of the Muay Thai king can often be heard on the court.

And Muay Thai's thighs and arms were also dripping with blood that was pinched by Zhu Qing.

Seeing Muay Thai is the end of the battle.

In a few more rounds, Muay Thai will be knocked out of the ring.

"This time you are wrong." Shu Yining shrugged and said to Ding Zhe next to him.

"Not necessarily!" Ding Zhe said proudly.

As soon as the voice fell, the Muay Thai King had been beaten to the edge of the ring by Zhu Qing.

Seeing that one more time, the Muay Thai King will be knocked out of the ring.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the Muay Thai King did the same trick again, pulling out green onions on a dry land, twisting his body, and at the same time hitting Zhu Qing with his knee...

The Muay Thai King is actually doing the same again...

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