"Use it, it's used!" Katagen Shenxiang's passionate voice echoed throughout the venue, "Kage Hakudo used the moves of Ten Demon Snake in the first two minutes!"
"What's going on? Have they known each other before? Are they from the same school?"
The pleasant female voice seemed to be deliberately stirring up trouble at this moment, as if she was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"Could it be that the audience present is lucky enough to witness the rare scene of a rivalry between fellow disciples?!"
The competition organizers have all the information about the contestants.
Genre, record, physical data.
Everything is included.
Of course she knew that the intersection between Bai Tang Jing and Ten Ghost Snake King Ma only started in these few days.
But as a commentator for fighting competitions, stirring up the audience's emotions and igniting topics is already an instinctive professional quality.
At this time, Jerry Tyson, who was equally professional in commentary, quickly followed.
"Or, is there a possibility, I mean possibility!" The big round eyes stared at the arena, and the black man's tone was subtle, like guidance, but also like a hint.
It's like telling a joke using a fantasy that you don't believe.
"Is it possible that he learned it on the spot?!"
The scene was in an uproar!
The black man grinned, showing his white teeth, and smiled proudly.
Although he came out of his mouth with words that even he himself found ridiculous.
But the atmosphere at the scene was mobilized very well, wasn't it?
On the field, the two people who were in a stalemate with each other used their strength in unison, and activated their [indestructible] bodies at the same time, and were pushed away from each other at the same time.
"It's really outrageous. Your skills are stolen while you're fighting. Are you a monster from some comic book?"
Ouma panted and moved the elbow that had resisted the whip leg just now, hoping to slightly relieve the swollen muscle tissue.
"Don't say that, uncle." The handsome young man jumped with a pace similar to boxing and approached him with a friendly smile. "Young people of my age are said to be 'monsters' or something like that, but...
It will be very sad. Uh-"
Ouma was just about to refute the other party's irritating words.
But a jab that was as bright as a flash had the sound of tearing the air.
Go straight to the door!
"when?"
Although the opponent kept moving, Ouma didn't think he could even notice that the opponent had moved closer to the attack distance.
This is a mistake that even beginners in fighting would not make!
As a combatant, you should instinctively be on guard when the opponent approaches within two arms range!
"That step is not boxing but [Fire Sky Type·Fire Walking]?!"
The erratic steps like flames are enough to confuse the opponent's ability to grasp the distance in space.
Not only that, Hakudo Mirror also temporarily removed the technical feature of [Fire Walking] that only the toes and heels touch the ground.
A layer of boxing butterfly step shell was put on to prevent the king from being alerted.
Successfully dragged Ouma into fighting distance without Ouma noticing!
"Not only did he learn the techniques of the Erhu style, but he also made modifications for battle? What an exaggeration!"
There was no time to marvel at the outrageous talent of the boy opposite him, so Ouma, unable to evade, could only put up a fist fight.
Block the jab with the outside of your arm.
"Bang-"
There was a moderate sound of physical collision, but the burst of punch force still exploded the sweat and blood on the arms into water mist, spreading out like a shock wave.
"The next hit is"
Ouma blocked the jab, his eyes flickering to his lower abdomen.
That was his prediction of Bai Tangjing's next attack target.
The jab, a less lethal punch, is generally used to explore and suppress the opponent in the early stages of the fight.
Therefore, after the jab, it is usually followed by a decisive punch as the real attack.
But then, Wang Ma's eyes were shocked.
Because outside of his embrace, the handsome face of the young man opposite was being obscured by the shadow of the fist coming towards him!
"Bang bang bang!"
Five water mist shock waves burst out from the outside of Ouma's defensive arm!
Bai Tangjing still had a friendly smile on his face, but in mid-air, the forearm of his right hand was waving like a phantom!
In less than half a second, there were already five jabs, accurately hitting the same position on Ouma's arm.
"Hey, Gaolan! Did you see that? That."
[Fighting Spirit] Sapain's high-pitched voice, full of energy at all times, sounded next to Gaolan.
Gaolan, however, was not as tired as usual because of his friends' yelling.
The lowered eyes and splayed eyebrows that naturally looked listless suddenly became sharper now.
"Is it my jab?"
No, that's not right.
The frequency is still not as fast as mine, about the difference between the punch speed of thirteen rounds per second and twelve rounds per second.
But the strong front straight punch that is characteristic of Jeet Kune Do is definitely more penetrating than me.
The loyal dog of the Thai royal family, the "Sabre" of the King of Thailand, [God of Fighting] - Gaolang, was looking at the field in a trance at this time, turning a deaf ear to the shouts and screams of his friends around him.
Just by looking at it, you can take away the skills that a person has been practicing for years or even ten years to master.
It's not just a mechanical application, but it can also make adaptive adjustments to the skills.
And all of this happened in just a few days?
"Is there really such a person?"
Five extremely penetrating jabs with highly overlapping landing points directly knocked Ouma's arm unconscious.
The affected area was already congested and turned purple.
But Bai Tangjing has no habit of letting his opponents take a breather during battles.
The young man put his left hand around his waist and made a powerful punching movement while twisting his body.
And Ouma, who hid his eyes behind the hug, did not disappoint Bai Tangjing's expectations.
Even in the midst of the violent jab strikes, he still keenly noticed this action.
Judging from the movements of his shoulders, it seemed that he wanted to lower his waist and punch immediately, avoiding the heavy blow while also counterattacking.
This kind of behavior is what is called - being right first.
But, this was exactly what the boy wanted him to do.
After Bai Tangjing twisted her waist and swung her body, she did not use the power of twisting and contraction of her waist muscles to deliver explosive punches.
Instead, he simply shifted his weight to his left foot and lifted his right foot off the ground.
——This is a side kick to the right leg!
Ouma, who had put down his arms, caught a glimpse of the kick in his peripheral vision, but did not appear panicked.
While lowering his waist, he also retracted his hands in front of the side chest where the kick was about to hit.
His movements were smooth and quick, as if he was well prepared.
This is not a defensive and counterattack posture, but a grappling posture!
【Flow Type·Network Reverse】!
Ouma reached for the boy's right leg with both hands.
As long as the contact is completed, this straightforward force will be easily reversed by [Luo Reverse].
But just when those palms, which had become somewhat swollen from repeated blows, were about to hug Bai Tangjing's calves.
With the knee as the center of the circle, the boy's calf ripped open the air and drew a strange arc in the three-dimensional space.
The impact point was pointed directly at Ouma's neck!
——This is a line-changing kick!
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