Seeing Zhen Minglang's hands lying on the table, Han Liu had already been unable to hold back the anger in his heart.
Lin Miaoke actually cares about this guy, then I will beat him to death on this stage.
Unable to wait for Zhen Minglang to come up, Han Liu stepped forward. At this time, he grabbed Zhen Minglang's arm, and a huge brute force came out of his body. Han Liu directly dragged Zhen Minglang away from the stage.
Come up.
As if grabbing an empty sack, while throwing Zhen Minglang up, Han Liu also put his hand in the air, and Zhen Minglang suddenly fell to the ring.
Boom…
"good…"
The cheers from the audience began, and at this moment, Zhen Minglang was just taught a lesson by Han Liu for the first time.
Zhen Minglang hurriedly stood up from the ring, feeling his legs were numb from the fall.
However, Zhen Minglang didn't have time to see what was going on with his legs, because the next step might be more serious.
"You brat, please sign up first. Don't wait for me to beat you to death. No one knows who you are?"
Han Liu said something arrogantly and deliberately loudly. Although Lin Miaoke in the audience was very worried about Zhen Minglang, it seemed that he could do nothing else now.
"My name is Zhen Minglang. However, it's not certain who will die, so why do you need to be so absolute?"
"Haha." Zhen Minglang said lightly, and Han Liu laughed sarcastically. If Zhen Minglang hadn't come on stage just now, his judgment might be a little wrong, but just based on the fact that he had swung him just now, he didn't react at all.
First of all, this Zhen Minglang is just a loser and has no ability at all.
"Do you still think you can defeat me? Brat, you really don't know what it means to overestimate your capabilities."
"Then we'll see."
Zhen Minglang gradually stabilized his breath. Because he was thrown down just now, Zhen Minglang felt a little uncomfortable in his body, and it seemed difficult to use his spiritual energy when he was uncomfortable.
Slowly equating his breathing, Zhen Minglang also felt that his pupils were gradually gathering the surrounding aura. And the light in his pupils slowly appeared in the next moment.
boom.
Zhen Minglang concentrated on his eyes, but who knew that at this moment, Han Liu's heavy punch came without any warning.
A spicy and hot feeling filled up the left side of his face, and Zhen Minglang was also knocked two meters away.
…
"Okay, keep hitting him."
Zhen Minglang stood still on the ring, and at this time Han Liu's heavy punch came again.
A wave of energy came closer from far away. Zhen Minglang only felt that his body was hit again at an angle that he could not dodge.
With this punch, Zhen Minglang was like a flying man, being hit directly from the center of the stage to the edge of the stage.
The reins suddenly bounced Zhen Minglang up, and Zhen Minglang couldn't control his steps. Zhen Minglang felt like he was popped out like a balloon.
"Fuck you."
Han Liu's legs touched the floor and flew up. The moment the huge figure jumped high, Zhen Minglang realized that this blow would be fatal.
"No, get out of the way."
Under the stage, Lin Miaoke was so anxious that tears fell from her eyes. From the first punch Zhen Minglang was hit, Lin Miaoke's heart was twisted into a ball.
Every punch struck Zhen Minglang's body, but Lin Miaoke also felt pain.
Perhaps it was Lin Miaoke's voice that woke up Zhen Minglang's sleeping legs. Seeing the feet of Han Liu who was about to behead him, Zhen Minglang suddenly dodged.
ah…
While dodging away, Zhen Minglang seemed to regard the reins beside him as the last life-saving straw, and rushed forward, using the huge momentum of the rebound to push against Han Liu's body.
boom!
The reins seemed to emit a bomb, and Zhen Minglang was undoubtedly the ammunition, but the ammunition hit Han Liu. Han Liu was like a majestic mountain, not moving at all.
Looking at Zhen Minglang condescendingly, Han Liu let out deep contempt from his nose.
"With your little strength, you still want to knock me down. You are too naive."
"Go to hell".
Han Liu pushed down hard, and his elbow hit Zhen Minglang's back heavily. As soon as his heart dropped, Zhen Minglang collapsed like a cave.
"No, don't fight anymore, Zhen Minglang, just give up."
Lin Miaoke could no longer wait on the stage. If this continued, Zhen Minglang would definitely be beaten to death by Han Liu. He rushed from the bottom of the stage to the front, and Lin Miaoke's little hands danced to ask Zhen Minglang to admit defeat.
While persuading Zhen Minglang, Lin Miaoke also signaled Han Liu not to fight.
Getting up from the ground, Zhen Minglang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and licked the redness on his lips. However, Zhen Minglang did not feel that his body lacked any strength after being hit so hard.
Zhen Minglang can still stand up, and the strength between her legs does not lack the strength to touch the ground, but is full of strength.
For a moment, Zhen Minglang had an extremely strange feeling. Just now, he had been punched in the face several times, but the spiritual energy in his eyes had also gathered a lot during this period.
Now, the light in his pupils is lingering in front of his eyes, and it seems that he can control the spiritual energy to move forward or backward.
Standing still on the ring, Zhen Minglang continued to smile slightly,
"Sister, don't worry about me. I'm afraid you'll have to worry a lot about your brother in the future." Zhen Minglang gathered his arrogant eyes, and the fire-like flames retracted and radiated to Han Liu.
After seeing this, Han Liu suddenly felt a burning sensation in his body.
…
"Brother, I gave in to you before. Now the official competition between you and me has just begun. I won't show mercy to you anymore. So, you have to be careful."
Zhen Minglang waved his palm, as if he were a martial arts master from some advanced sect, and when he stepped on his horse, it was really serious.
"Don't pretend to be with me, do you think I will believe you?"
Naturally, Han Liu didn't believe that Zhen Minglang could be transformed in an instant. At this time, Han Liu's big feet moved forward, and he was also a little serious, and the clouds and palms offset each other.
If Han Liu moved too fast, it would be difficult for Zhen Minglang to control him. But when Han Liu thought he was slowing down, Zhen Minglang caught him.
Slowly controlling the spiritual energy in front of her eyes to enter Han Liu's field of vision, Zhen Minglang focused her consciousness to ask Han Liu to relax his vigilance. When Han Liu's eyes became more and more distracted, Zhen Minglang flew up with his feet facing the ground.
Han Liu was kicked from the lower side of his abdomen.
Wow…
It seemed like an unassuming kick, and the movement was not very agile. In other people's eyes, Han Liu could definitely dodge the kick, but it just exploded on Han Liu's body.
"watch out."
Bang bang...
Two more punches, not like those of a master with outstanding martial arts skills, unpredictable and powerful, but they just landed on Han Liu's head. This simple pomegranate punch also knocked Han Liu away.
The six beatings were like stars flying around.
"good."
Lin Miaoke had no idea what had just happened. If a genius suddenly descended into Zhen Minglang's body, it would be better to say that a fool suddenly descended on Han Liu.
Han Liu, who was so capable in the past, now has dull eyes and weak hands and feet, and has completely become a sack for Zhen Minglang to practice boxing.
“It’s pretty good!”
The people in the audience were also conflicted at this moment. But Zhen Minglang was full of strength at this moment. He was right next to Han Liu, spinning around and throwing punches and kicks.
"I'll hit, hit, hit."
"I'll wipe it."
Zhen Minglang was having a great time beating Han Liu up and down. And the spiritual energy surrounded Han Liu's body. With the control of this spiritual energy, Han Liu's consciousness was completely in a coma.
The people in the audience were all going crazy. Given the current situation, within a few minutes, the big guy Han Liu would be taken care of by Zhen Minglang.
Because he has no ability to fight back at the moment.
No one knew what happened, but the outcome was already clear in their minds.
A few martial arts masters are also thinking about it, that is, what Zhen Minglang uses is the mind control technique that has been lost in the world. The ability of mind control is to use mind control to control the opponent's heart when the two sides are fighting, so that the opponent suddenly loses combat effectiveness.
, completely becoming a prisoner of his own battle.
But the art of mind control has been lost for a long time, and it is extremely difficult to learn this skill. How could a young man like Zhen Minglang learn it?
boom…
Another punch. After Han Liu was hit, he swayed for a moment and then fell to the ring. After the Korean who had stood for half a year fell in the ring, many Chinese people were also excited and shed tears.
tears.
"is this real?"
"good."
I was so excited. The victory that I originally had no hope for had such a tear-jerking power. It was as if I had regained the lost land, as if I had seen my child again. In short, everyone was happy for Zhen Minglang's victory, although
No one understands why Zhen Minglang won this competition.
"That's great." Lin Miaoke also had tears in her eyes, Zhen Minglang, this battle completely captured her heart.
…
"Congratulations to the new champion, he is China's Zhen Minglang. The new champion will get a real estate in Rui Liben City, and there will be a mysterious gift waiting for you in the property. Congratulations to our champion again!
"
When Han Liu was defeated, many of Han Liu's former supporters chose their own supporters again. At this moment, Zhen Minglang was victorious and thought about the real estate he had obtained.
What is that mysterious gift? Haha, isn’t it just a girl?
What kind of girl is she? I, Zhen Minglang, don’t abuse little girls easily, at least if she is an adult. (To be continued...)
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