Next, Messi can only passively accept Chachai's attacks. Fortunately, he practices Jiu-Jitsu, so he has better control over his body than ordinary warriors. He often dodges under Chachai's powerful attacks, but there is nothing he can do.
This can't be fought forcefully, Chachai's fists are not that delicious.
Chancheng attacked like crazy, and Muay Thai's combos were fast and fierce, especially for a boxer in his prime like Chachai, who brought his speed and power to the extreme.
And Messi is like a sapling in a violent storm. Although he is blown around, he refuses to admit defeat and refuses to fall.
Finally, Chachai stopped. It wasn't that he was tired, but that such a crazy attack would only give the other party an opportunity. It was because of his anger that he just wanted to vent it out. He clenched his hands and put them on his chest again, and started walking.
Moving erratically, testing attacks, Cha Guai calmed down and started his own tactics.
Messi is very cautious about this powerful enemy in front of him, because he knows that if he makes a mistake, he will be doomed or even seriously injured. Although he can already get one million for sure, he wants to gamble again.
Just for a good future, his aunt's family thought that if he could get into the top three, he would recommend himself to Chen Chen as a teacher in the college, and then he could realize his father's dream.
Not mentioning Messi's dream, Chachai had already started his own attack. After testing to no avail, Chachai chose to attack hard. He walked up to Messi and threw a jab at him. He thought he would either dodge or be defended, but he didn't.
Thinking that Messi actually picked it up with his hands made Chachai extremely happy.
"I don't think I'm overestimating my own abilities, so I'll let you know that my uncle's power is not something a little kid like you can bear." Chacai thought proudly, just when he was about to appreciate Messi's painful expression after his hand bone was broken,
But he was surprised to find that his punch was empty, and Messi, who had imagined that his hand would be broken, directly entangled him.
Yes, it was wrapped around him, as if it were a snake. He used his hands and feet to tighten continuously so that Chachai could not exert force, so that he could not hurt himself. Then he slowly consumed his energy, and finally until Chachai suffocated, this
It was Messi's plan, at least so far it was successful, Messi got involved. But Chachai really had no effective means of attack to attack Messi.
"Hey! Give up, otherwise you will suffocate." Messi said with a little pride as he inserted his hands under Chacai's armpits and tightened them around his neck.
"Asshole, you're dead." Even though he was locked and his neck was strangled, Chacai didn't care at all. What he had to do now was to get rid of Messi first.
Chachai was furious. He had never been so embarrassed before. Although the guy on his back could not injure himself seriously, in this state, he must be the loser in the end. He started spinning crazily, trying to use centrifugal force to throw Messi away.
Yes, it's a pity that the octopus-like Messi would never give up like this. His legs were directly wrapped around Chacai's waist. Chacai, whose hands were tied, could only spin around helplessly.
Chacai rolled his eyes, not because he was dizzy, but because he was helpless. The thing on his back was so annoying. It stuck to him like brown candy and couldn't be shaken off. Just when he had no other choice, he thought, even if he didn't have hands,
, but he still had feet, so he raised his leg high and wanted to kick Messi off his body, but unfortunately Messi didn't get past him.
With his neck being strangled, Chacai couldn't see Messi's exact position and could only rely on feeling. Seeing that he couldn't kick, Chacai stopped doing useless work and instead kicked out from behind, using his heel to hit the ball accurately.
Messi's back.
Messi, who was still overjoyed with Chachai's body, was caught off guard and was hit. Just this one move made Messi vomit blood, which shows how powerful Chachai's legs are.
Seeing that his attack was effective, Chachai was overjoyed and prepared to strike again. However, Messi, who had already been beaten once, obviously could not be attacked a second time. He relaxed his leg around Chachai's waist and turned around.
One foot was wrapped around the other from between Chachai's legs, and Chacai was directly entangled on the ground. Now no one needed to attack, and whoever found that he couldn't hold on would win.
Chachai, who was entangled and fell to the ground, was filled with grief and anger. "I just want to have a good fight. Why don't you be so clingy?"
Messi entangled him hard to prevent him from exerting his strength. Chacai, who was completely unable to exert his strength, could only look helplessly at the senior on the sidelines, hoping that he could give guidance, but he was disappointed. He saw
Chachai just shook his head in disappointment, as if he was pessimistic about his defeat. You must know that when he was off the court, Chachai had always wanted to be Lachachai's teacher, but now it seems there is no hope.
The heartbroken Chachai was in despair at this moment. He didn't expect that he could not win the game now. Even his seniors were disappointed with him. He was really a failure. After despair, he became angry. Chachai's face turned red and his eyes widened.
The muscles used trembled at the same moment, and finally let out a huge howl.
Everyone was expecting a miracle to happen, but the miracle didn't happen. After all, Chachai still couldn't break free from Messi's lock. After Chachai reluctantly announced defeat, the referee came forward to separate the two, but they couldn't separate them.
It was only then that people discovered that Messi had already fainted, but even if he fainted, he did not relax the final lock. Now what people need to consider is how to separate them.
Finally, the referee thought of a move and whispered in Messi's ear: "Relax, you win, Chachai has already admitted defeat."
With just these words, the two people who had been inseparable immediately separated. Messi had already relaxed his hands and feet. He did not relax his grip until someone told him in a coma that he had won.
The referee sighed and said: "What a strong competitive spirit."
Kahn, who was in the stands, said at this time: "This kid is very persistent. Not only is he competitive, but his will is the most important thing."
Chen Chen nodded in agreement after hearing this.
This action alone made the representatives of the Three Kingdoms who had been paying attention to them have their hearts in their throats. As for the game? Come on, they didn't watch the game at all. They didn't care who was number one in the world. Does this thing make sense?
People who cannot understand the thoughts of warriors at all, only interests are eternal in their eyes.
Both Chachai and Messi were carried off the stage. Both of them were exhausted. Chachai was even more depressed. When he passed by Chachai, he whispered: "I'm sorry."
Laicai didn't say anything. He knew what Chacai meant. It wasn't that he was sorry, but that he was sorry that he had learned Muay Thai and lost to such an opponent.
"Don't worry, Muay Thai is not defeated. I will let the world see the real Muay Thai." He said this softly, as if he was saying it to himself, and as if he was saying it to Cha Guai.