Lin Fei naturally knows Wu Yong and has friendship with him. He is very aware of Wu Yong's strength. His ability to be known as the king of black boxing among Nanhai City's underground forces is not unfounded.
Wu Yong walked straight onto the ring, glanced indifferently at Yamano Fujii, who had already won two games in a row, and said: "You have already stood for two games. For the sake of fairness, I will give you three moves!"
Yamano Fujii could not understand Chinese, so he looked at the Japanese translator, Takada Ono.
Takada Ono immediately translated Wu Yong's words to Yamano Fujii, and his face became furious. For someone who admired the spirit of the Japanese samurai, he heard that his opponent actually wanted him to make three moves, and endless killing intent immediately emerged from his body.
Yamano Fujii stood up, his eyes full of bloodthirsty fixed on Wu Yong, he put on the Japanese karate starting position, his palms were like knives, pointing directly at Wu Yong.
Wu Yong's face was indifferent, he clenched his fists, his knuckles cracked, and a chilling aura filled the air.
"kill!"
Yamano Fujii shouted loudly, and he took the lead in taking the offensive. With a dive, his whole body rolled up a strong wave of energy and rushed towards Wu Yong. Then he slashed Wu Yong's neck with a palm knife from his right hand.
Wu Yong did not take any action, just as he said he would do three moves.
He stepped to one side and tilted his body slightly backward to avoid Yamano Fujii's sharp sword-like slash.
call!
The moment Wu Yong leaned back to avoid the blow, Yamano Fujii's right leg swept up and swept towards Wu Yong's body. The strength of this leg was extremely strong, and the wind that blew up the leg was extremely sharp.
The speed was also extremely fast, giving Wu Yong no time to react at all.
Wu Yong's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his right arm to block Yamano Fujii's sweeping kick.
boom!
The ferocious force was transmitted, and what surprised Yamano Fujii was that this kick was not able to defeat Wu Yong even half an inch.
But the next moment, he launched a karate roundhouse kick that was several times more powerful and whizzed towards Wu Yong's head.
Wu Yong turned his steps, made a clever turn of his body, folded his arms at the same time, and used four ounces of skillful strength to break away the fierce roundhouse kick from Yamano Fujii.
After three moves, Wu Yong's eyes showed fierceness, and he said coldly: "Now it's my turn to fight back!"
As he spoke, Wu Yong burst out with a fierce aura. He jumped up towards Yamano Fujii like a ferocious leopard, and punched out with his right hand like a dragon. The punch was faintly hidden.
There was a strong smell of blood, and it seemed that the fist was already stained with blood.
Yamano Fujii seemed to see the ferocity of this punch. He ducked and tried to avoid the punch. However, after Wu Yong's punch struck, it also changed again with Yamano Fujii's body technique.
As if locking Yamano Fujii, he blasted forward as usual.
This is the dragon-shaped boxing that has the most changes among the twelve-shaped boxing. Wu Yong has obviously practiced it to a certain extent.
"Roar!"
Unable to avoid it, Yamano Fujii roared angrily and used his karate skills to punch forward, trying to defeat Wu Yong's dragon-shaped fist.
boom!
The two fists connected and collided fiercely. A strong force followed Wu Yong's fist and penetrated into Yamano Fujii's arm. His right arm suddenly felt slightly numb, which made him stunned.
It was at this moment that Wu Yong swept out with a whip kick, as fast as lightning, and swept across the body of Yamano Fujii.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and Yamano Fujii's waist seemed to be broken. He flew out, fell to the ground and screamed in pain, unable to stand up and continue fighting.
"We won! Brother Yong got the game back, which is so satisfying!"
"Brother Yong is well done, he is indeed the number one person in the black circle!"
"Damn it, we should beat these Japanese devils to death like this and make them arrogant!"
In an instant, there was thunderous applause under the stage, and all the underground forces shouted excitedly. It can be said that the victory in this game made them feel bad.
"Yamada-kun, this person is very powerful."
Beside Yamada Teruo, Takada Ono, who acted as a translator, whispered.
Yamada Teruo looked leisurely, not paying attention to Wu Yong in the ring at all. He said in a calm tone: "There is some strength, but not enough. Black Soul, come on, solve the battle as quickly as possible!"
"yes!"
As soon as Yamada Teruo finished speaking, a man in black clothes stood up. His name was Black Soul. He was a black-armored ninja in the Iga ninja school. He was best at raids and assassinations, and he had a fearsome ability.
The spirit of the dead soldier.
Black Soul walked onto the ring, looking at Wu Yong with cold eyes, and there was a cold aura permeating his body.
"You won the round just now, do you dare to challenge in this round?" Takada Ono looked at Wu Yong on the ring and asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, come and fight if you want!" Wu Yong said coldly.
"Very good!" Takada Ono sneered.
Black Soul's gaze was a bit like that of a dead fish, lifeless and gray, but there was a frightening aura of terror permeating it. He seemed to ignore Wu Yong's existence, or perhaps Wu Yong's strength.
Not enough to attract his attention.
Wu Yong's face turned cold. He clearly felt how powerful the Black Soul was, and there was a feeling that he couldn't make a move.
"Hoo!!"
After walking around for a while, murderous intent burst out in Wu Yong's eyes. He moved and rushed towards Black Soul like a predatory beast. He punched out both fists, and even the double dragons in the dragon-shaped fists came out of the sea.
His fists roared towards the black soul.
Whoosh!
At that moment, he saw the figure of Black Soul flashing away, disappearing like a ghost.
"not good!"
Wu Yong thought to himself. A strong wind coming from behind startled him. Without thinking about it, he turned around and swept his leg behind him.
boom!
This kick seemed to hit Black Soul's body, but he felt that the opponent's body was soft, as smooth as a snake, so his sweeping kick did not cause any real damage to the opponent's body.
"Um!"
Then, Wu Yong couldn't help but let out a groan. At that moment, the five fingers of Black Soul's right hand behind him curled up and struck Wu Yong's waist and abdomen with a direct blow. Then, the originally curled five fingers and one hand turned into a fist.
Another punch hit Wu Yong!
Although Wu Yong himself was very strong in resisting blows, he was still severely injured by the two consecutive blows from Black Soul. He staggered back, clutching his waist and abdomen, and his face was twisted together, looking extremely
pain.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Black Soul rushed up again. His movement speed was so fast that Wu Yong could not catch him. The ghost-like Black Soul rushed up and struck Wu Yong with another heavy blow.
On his body, he was knocked completely off the ring and fell to the ground.
"You are going too far!"
Lin Fei stood up, roared angrily, and rushed to Wu Yong to check the injury.
For a moment, everyone on Wu Yong's side stood up and glared at the samurai group on Yamada Teruo's side. The atmosphere seemed tense.
"What? Are you not convinced after losing the battle? Or do you not want to admit your weakness? Facts have proved that you are no match for us. There is not even a decent strong man in the huge Nanhai City. It is really disappointing!
"Takada Ono said coldly.
The people on Lin Fei's side immediately fell silent. They did not expect that Wu Yong, the black boxing master known as the number one underground force, would be defeated by his opponent.
"Brother Fei, let me go!" Zhang Jie said next to Lin Fei.
"Don't be impulsive, you are no match for him!" Lin Fei said in a deep voice.
"Then what should we do? Are we waiting to be humiliated by these people?" Zhang Jie said unwillingly.
"I will deal with this person. You go to Sanniang immediately. At this point, perhaps only Sanniang's people can suppress them!" Lin Fei said word by word.