Naoya Okubo's eyes widened when he saw A Liang being pinned to the ground by the old cow.
"What the hell is going on? Ah hey!"
Although A Liang's attack power is not very good compared to the Tiger Wakatsuki warrior, the attack frequency is definitely higher than that of the Tiger.
Such a rapid attack could not even scratch the corner of Lao Niu's clothes in the later stage. It was really like cheating. It was outrageous.
Ishigami, who had become completely familiar with A Liang's breathing frequency just now, kept thinking of battle instructions!
Extremely accurate and fast, sometimes six messages in a second.
"Ryou Himuro will attack the abdomen after 0.5 seconds"
Following the instructions, Ishigami's fists directly knocked away the incoming fists, and then elbowed the opponent. This was a continuous blow.
"Then Himuro Ryo will retreat 0.6 meters"
Knowing in advance that he would retreat, Ishigami shortened the distance, stopped at Himuro Ryo's foothold, and kicked him directly.
That's why Himuro felt so uncomfortable when he was beaten. He felt that he was taking the initiative to bump into Brother Xingming's fist.
"Little Heart" has no shortcomings except that it takes a long time to parse.
This ability to sense the opponent's attack through the breathing rate is very stupid. A person's breathing rate is basically fixed and difficult to change.
This is because people will trap themselves in their comfort zone and will involuntarily act according to this mode. Even if they speed up the attack, they are still relying on this mode, but it is ahead of schedule.
To put it simply, it means that you were attacked after 0.5 seconds, but now it has been advanced to 0.3 seconds, but the final attack point is still there and has not changed, so there is not much difference. (If 0.5 is advanced to 0.09, that is another matter) <
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Ishigami pulled up Ryo Himuro who was lying on the ground. He knew that although this handsome boy looked calm, he was actually the one with the hottest temper among the three of them.
That is to say, Ryo Himuro is particularly easily irritated and then gets carried away, which is fatal in the arena.
The only thing a fighter can rely on in the arena is his fists and a calm mind.
What Ishigami admires most about Menghu is that he never loses his desire to win even when he is in a difficult situation. Even if his brain is constantly being hit by pain, he still remains calm. If Ishigami hadn't been careful enough, he would have ended the standing fight.<
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There is no miracle of turning defeat into victory on the field. It is nothing more than seeing who makes the first mistake in a desperate situation.
He faced Ryo Himuro who looked shocked and patted his shoulder
"Liang, your temper needs to change."
"When I got excited, you suddenly lost your mind. Your movements suddenly started to open and close."
"Do you know, if I had just broken off your hand, it would have been useless."
"Fist wishing, I won't be merciful like me. You will be knocked down in an instant and lose the qualification to compete."
At the last sentence, Ishigami shouted angrily
"Do you want the supporting audience and fans to see you in such a state of embarrassment as you were pushed to the ground like just now?"
"You just started to regret it!"
Ryo Himuro is actually a very proud person at heart, so no one is allowed to underestimate his ideas.
When he heard Brother Xing Ming's words, when he thought of that scene in his mind, he was shaken and sighed
"Okay...I'll change it."
He was indeed impulsive. Just now his mind was filled with thoughts of looking down on me, and he suddenly lost his cool.
Just now I saw a scene of an elder brother training his younger brother. Naoya Okubo came over and patted Ryo Himuro on the shoulder
"It's okay, Ah Liang."
"If it's you, I can definitely do it."
"Don't look so gloomy. It's still early. Let's go have another drink."
He hugged Ah Liang directly, and walked quickly out the door like a good brother.
Just when there was only one step away from the door, the two good brothers walking side by side stopped.
It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but there was an iron-like hand directly on his shoulder, forcing him to stop.
He didn't even need to turn his head to know that there was a pair of deep scarlet eyes looking straight at him behind him.
Naoya's back was covered in cold sweat, and the cruel whisper of the devil sounded in his ears, which was the final judgment
"Naoya, where do you want to go?"
"You don't really think you can get through it, do you?"
"Ah?"
Naoya originally wanted to ask his good brother A Liang for help, but A Liang turned a blind eye and just leaned against the wall, took out his mobile phone and was making a call.
Naoya gritted his teeth
md, you are indeed my good brother, Ah Liang.
The two returned to the fighting arena, and Naoya took off his T-shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.
He opened his arms and stared at the "Old Niu" opposite him with a solemn expression.
He had also seen Liang's miserable state just now, and he knew that Lao Niu was no longer the same as before. He didn't even know how much strength he could bring out of Lao Niu now.
"However, I can't control that much."
"I have no choice but to bite the bullet"
I am the strongest human being, the fighting king Naoya Okubo!
Human beings have always made progress through repeated failures
Although Okubo Naoya was already in his third brush, he still showed the starting stance of mixed martial arts. His whole body kept beating back and forth irregularly, and his eyes looked up and down, looking for flaws.
"No?"
He wiped the sweat from his head. The iron tower-like man in front of him just stood casually, giving people an invulnerable feeling.
It is the physical discomfort of facing a threat, and the unconscious desire to escape.
Putting aside his timid mood, Okubo Naoya quickly shortened the distance between them and launched a grapple.
The Minotaur warrior discovered his intention and punched Naoya hard in the face.
"Old Niu, please be gentler!"
This huge force almost broke his nose. He endured the pain and deftly grabbed the attacking arm to complete a cross-body kill. He used his own weight to forcefully break the arm.
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But before he could finish the strangulation, the tauren warrior hit the ground and he was thrown away.
He barely tumbled from the air and landed on the ground, not caring about the blood flowing from his nose. This battle cannot be delayed, it must be done faster.
Recalling the battle between Lao Niu and Ah Liang just now, Naoya discovered that when facing Ah Liang at the beginning, Lao Niu was passively beaten. As the beatings continued, Ah Liang tasted the fear of being dominated by Lao Niu.
Everything has been seen through.
You can’t let Lao Niu adapt!
My best mixed martial arts skill is a combination of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Taekwondo, etc. The styles are very different, so I should be able to cope with him.
Getting close again, high-speed jabs, combined with sharp kicks and elbows, as well as close contact. Not only that, he was also looking for opportunities to destroy Lao Niu's center of gravity.
Continuous crackling attacks bombarded him like raindrops, and every ten seconds, at least three different schools of martial arts attacked him in a staggered manner.
"Naoya, that's a good idea. As long as you keep changing the style of moves, I won't be able to adapt."
But it’s still too naive!
The analysis has been completed
"Okubo Naoya will launch a heavy kick to the knee joint in 0.5 seconds."
The moment he raised his feet, Ishigami directly hugged his thighs, using huge strength to instantly destroy his center of gravity.
Extremely skilled naked twist, done in one go.
Ishigami controlled Naoya's neck with one hand, and restrained the twisting body with the other hand. His legs were clamped like iron vices. As long as the muscles of the whole body were exerted, the ground strangulation technique called Joint Crusher would
So ruthless that all the bones in Naoya's body were broken.
For a moment, I couldn’t tell whose bones were creaking.