Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 110

At the moment when the drum beats.

Li Menghu rushed towards Mo Wen with a sliding step.

As a taekwondo master, a fighting technique that specializes in kicking skills.

In terms of pace skills, Li Menghu has a sufficiently profound attainment.

Whether it is the cushion sliding step for attack, or the arc and side step that he travels in a roundabout way, he has trained it as if instinctively.

In almost less than two seconds, Li Menghu arrived in front of Mo Wen.

When he saw Mo Wen with his hands in his pockets, he seemed to disdain to use his hands for defense.

Li Menghu laughed in his heart.

“Are you irritated by my procrastination and want to teach me a lesson in your playing skills?”

“Stupid idea!”

Without much thought, Li Menghu kicked Mo Wen’s cheek with a high kick.

Boom —

The air was brought out by Li Menghu’s kick.

According to his strength, even rocks will be cracked by a kick.

This is the real reason why he can serve as a fighting instructor for the Marine Corps of the Great Universe Country!

But this kick was empty.

“Dodged?”

Li Menghu sneered in his heart, looking at Mo Wen, who raised his head to avoid the attack, and was sure in his heart that he was afraid of the power of being kicked by himself.

“In that case, I will attack your knees and destroy your legs!”

This thought flashed through his mind, but his body did not linger in the slightest.

After the high kick in the air, his body rotated, and a low back kick kicked towards Mo Wen’s abdomen.

However, Mo Wen dodged sideways again.

The two consecutive misses did not make Li Menghu anxious or angry.

Instead, like a hunter, he constantly attacked Mo Wen and tested it.

Then knocked Mo Wen down with one blow.

And Mo Wen never pulled his hands out of his pockets, and walked around the field to dodge Li Menghu’s attack.

……

Colosseum edge.

The martial artists who saw this scene frowned.

“Why didn’t Mo Jun fight back?”

Kiyosumi Kato was a little puzzled.

He had no doubt that Mo Wen could wipe out Li Menghu with one punch.

It is possible to even kill with one punch.

Because of this Li Menghu’s strength, in his opinion, he has the possibility of agreeing.

But Kato Kiyosumi just didn’t understand why Mo Wen couldn’t make a move.

“Maybe Mo Wen has his own ideas~圡?” Foolishly said uncertainly.

He couldn’t guess Mo Wen’s intention.

And Fan Ma Blade Tooth and Yu Di Kewei didn’t know Mo Wen’s thoughts.

I just think that Mo Wen has other considerations.

“Why didn’t Mo Wen fight back?”

“Is he afraid of this Li Menghu?”

“Fart, how is it possible! How could Mo Wen be afraid! ”

“Maybe I’m thinking about how to teach this Li Menghu a lesson, you guys look at Mo Wen’s eyes.” lose

The audience looked together. Fifth, sure enough, they saw the thoughts and disgust in Mo Wen’s eyes

At this moment, the audience suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Then, they looked forward to how Mo Wen would fight back.

……

In fact, the audience really guessed correctly.

Mo Wen really considered how to teach Li Menghu a lesson.

The kind of method that will not let the referee declare the end of the game, but also make Li Menghu taste extreme pain.

“Why don’t you attack, do you want to win by consuming my physical strength?”

As soon as Mo Wen flashed a kick, he listened to Li Menghu talking there.

“Idiot.”

Mo Wen looked at this Li Menghu with indifferent eyes, and a touch of irritation suddenly appeared in his heart.

“Arcee, you’re a dodge-eater! Kind of fight me head-on! ”

Li Menghu was talking trash while kicking towards Mo Wen’s knee.

He was also a little bored, and he hadn’t even touched Mo Wen since the beginning of the game.

Although the physical strength was still enough, it was not the result he wanted.

“Okay, then I’ll satisfy you.”

Suddenly, Mo Wen said flatly.

“That’s what you said!”

Li Menghu’s face was delighted, and he was not afraid of fighting him head-on!

Otherwise, why would Mo Wen dodge his kicks?

“Ahhhh

Li Menghu let out a shout and kicked towards Mo Wen’s knee with all his strength.

The sharp sound of breaking the air represents the power of this blow.

Li Menghu promised that even a human-tall stone tablet could kick him off!

But the next moment, he kicked empty again.

The smile on Li Menghu’s face suddenly sank.

“You ————!!”

As soon as he was about to curse, he felt a wind pressure coming from the top of his head.

Li Menghu secretly shouted in his heart, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a fist smashing towards his face.

Boom!!

At this moment, Li Menghu felt like a heavy hammer had hit his face.

Endless intense pain swept across his entire face.

You don’t have to think about it, his face has been smashed or even dented.

Li Menghu felt his body bounce high after hitting the ground.

His sanity, including consciousness, is sinking.

“Do I just lose like this…”

Before his consciousness sank to the bottom, he felt a sharp pain coming again.

This pain awakened even his almost lost consciousness and soul.

“————!! a

Li Menghu opened his eyes sharply, and fine blood filled his eyeballs.

He looked to where the pain was coming from.

It’s his right calf!

The calf muscles, which were as hard as steel that had been exercised by the muscles, now seemed to explode from the middle.

The Sensen white bone inside was exposed.

And Mo Wen’s hands, one grasped at the lower end of the knee and the other at the upper end of the ankle.

The place where it exploded was between his calves held by both hands.

Grip!!

This is a trick that belongs to Hanayama Smoke.

It was used by Mo Wen, who had the same talent as him!

……

Seeing this move, everyone was stunned.

Perhaps someone has heard of the move of the grip.

But they also knew that this trick should be the Flower Mountain Smoke.

After all, only Hua Shan’s grip strength beyond ordinary people can do this miracle of squeezing people’s limbs.

(Li Wang’s) was not only the audience and martial artists, but even the fighters in the fighters’ lounge were dumbfounded.

Especially Hanayama smoked.

When he saw Mo Wen gushing out the same move as him, a smile appeared on his plain and slightly hideous face.

Hua Shanxuan’s eyes showed a burning fighting intent, and his heart once again wanted to fight Mo Wen.

“Maybe, I have found an opponent who can compete with me!”

“Hehe, I just came to see a good picture!”

Suddenly, there was excited but dangerous laughter in the players’ lounge.

This moment.

The martial artists in the lounge looked at the door at the same time.

I saw a man with crazy red hair like a lion, wearing a loose kung fu suit, exuding courage that could not be ignored, walked in.

The pupils of all martial artists shrank.

“Fan… Yujiro Fanma! ”

….. Equal.

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