One hundred and twentieth nine chapters anxious like fire
Text] Chapter 129: The situation is as urgent as fire
? Takeo Sakano never imagined that the audience would do such an action to him in vain. By the time he felt the strong wind blowing against his face, it was already too late. He received a splitting palm on his forehead and was pushed backwards.
Half a foot away.
It was this retreat that coincided with Tang Guobin's raised right leg. Tang, who had experienced many battles, would not let go of this opportunity, and stepped hard on his opponent's back.
Ah! Takeo Sakano suddenly let out a cry of pain. If he could barely resist the slap just now with his inner strength, then this kick would make matters worse. He felt a sharp pain in his back, and even his bones seemed to be numb.
It felt like it was cracked, and after struggling twice, I couldn't get up.
"Kick him, kick his balls out!"
"Remove his arms, maybe his thighs..."
"Kill the little devil, and I'll give you an extra million!"
"Let him bleed, bleed!"
The audience, who were in high spirits, suddenly felt like they were exhaling and raising their eyebrows. They were all gnashing their teeth and shouting, urging Tang Guobin to do something heavy. The blood would stimulate their excited nerves even more.
Tang Guobin hesitated for a moment, but unexpectedly the little devil in front of him turned over and swung his palm across his ankle. The sword came so fast that there was no time to dodge. Seeing that Young Master Tang was about to be tricked, he always paid attention to every move on the ring.
When Xu Qing moved, he pushed out his palms first.
Xu Qing was standing five meters away from Tang Guobin, and even the most powerful Zhengyang Qi was at the end of its tether when it reached the ring.
Two majestic strands of positive yang energy went straight to Takeo Sakano's eyes like fiery snakes. Although 90% of them escaped halfway, the eyeballs are still one of the facial organs that can best feel subtle changes, and there is still residual heat in the righteous energy.
The yang energy made Sakano so frightened that he no longer cared about hurting the enemy and hurriedly rolled around to avoid being two feet away.
Tang Guobin turned his head and looked in surprise, and happened to see Xu Qing retracting his palms. He was slightly startled and suddenly shouted loudly, and attacked Takeo Sakano with his fists and kicks like a storm.
The frightened Takeo Sakano was knocked unconscious by a series of punches and kicks before he could even get up from the ground. He blocked two punches with his elbows while crouching, and received a heavy whip on his left shoulder. There was a crisp sound and his whole arm fell limply.
Come down.
Tang Guobin stepped forward, grabbed the opponent's dislocated left arm, twisted it back, and kicked him in the jaw. Takeo Sakano raised his head and sprayed out a stream of blood mist, and fell on his back.
There were thunderous cheers under the ring, and the gamblers who had been depressed for a long time finally found the feeling of elation. Not to mention that the mask buyer accounted for 90% of the win in this game. It was enough to beat up the little devil who had been arrogant for a long time.
It's heart-warming.
Tang Guobin strolled to the side of the ring, made an OK gesture to Xu Qing, turned around and walked into a hidden passage at the corner of the ring.
Xu Qing sat on the sofa with a helpless face, lost in thought, and heard the gamblers behind him whispering about something.
"Young Master Silverface has another match tonight, against a little devil named Tetsuo Akagi."
"Yes, the two little devils are too arrogant. They finally met their enemies today. The silver-faced young man really gave us Chinese face!"
"I'll buy the silver-faced young man next time, he's reliable."
"Silver-faced Young Master!" Xu Qing repeated this novel nickname, and began to feel uneasy again. If he hadn't done it secretly, Tang Guobin would have suffered a big loss, but would the same trick be effective if used twice?
The Zhengyang Palm's lethality is greatly reduced when struck from a few meters away. With Tetsuo Akagi's ability, he can resist without any problem. But if that happens, the silver-faced young man will be in trouble!
Xu Qing took out his mobile phone and started to call Tang Guobin again. Unexpectedly, the phone was still turned off. It seemed that he was determined to finish these two games before talking.
"Aluo, help me carry these pieces of sand to the front." Xu Qing came up with a stupid idea, and together with Aluo, they carried a few pieces of empty sand to the position closest to the ring.
If he stood on the two-meter-high ring on the sand, he would be at the same level as his shoulders. During the intermission, the two of them carried Zhang Kongsha three times and placed it closest to the ring, which attracted the glances of the punters behind him.
Fortunately, no one stepped forward to stop them. The sand was empty anyway, so they could just go on and on.
A quarter of an hour later, a bunny girl with a smile on her face came on stage and ran around holding a sign with three eye-catching red letters saying "Please place a bet" on it.
The boxing match was about to start, and those gamblers who had not placed bets ran to the betting window not far from the ring to place their bets. Xu Qing squatted on a sofa and smoked a cigarette, just waiting for the match to start.
After another ten minutes, a middle-aged man in white clothes walked out of the arena entrance, and then he saw the silver-faced young man and the cold-faced Tetsuo Akagi walking onto the stage.
Punters can't help but wonder why the rules of black boxing matches, which rarely have referees, have changed today?
The two boxers stood opposite each other. The man in the well-dressed suit stood in the upper position between the two, raised his left palm above his head, pressed it down neatly, shouted: "Start!" and then took two quick steps back and stood in the ring.
Sideline.
Akagi Tetsuo shouted coldly and punched Tang Guobin directly in the chest. Wherever the fist passed, there was a sound of hunting wind, and a flash of sharpness flashed in his cold eyes.
What a cruel little devil! Tang Guobin's pupils shrank, he quickly took a wrong step, turned sideways to avoid the fist, raised his knee and hit his opponent's forearm.
The impact of the knee was undoubtedly greater than that of the fist, but Tetsuo Akagi was obviously furious at his companion's injury and used all his strength from the beginning. He did not dodge or dodge, but pressed down with his empty fist, bang! Forearm and knee
They hit each other hard.
Tang Guobin's body was shaken, and he felt a burning sting from where his left knee collided, as if he had hit an iron pillar. He had already suffered a hidden loss with just one move, and his heart trembled as he pulled away and retreated hastily.
Two steps.
Tetsuo Akagi stepped forward and punched his opponent in the face. Before the punch could reach, the cold wind of the punch hit Tang Guobin's face. This guy came up and chased after him fiercely, without giving any chance to his opponent.
A chance to breathe.
The wind of the fist hit his face, Tang Guobin felt an invisible pressure rushing towards him, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. This feeling was not (5) unfamiliar, just like the last time he competed with Xu Qing at the Flying Eagle Taekwondo Hall.
Normally, he could only choose to dodge again.
The punters were dumbfounded by what was happening in the ring. In their eyes, the silver-faced young man was being chased and beaten by little devils. They didn't even dare to fight back, let alone fight back.
Tetsuo Akagi used his inner strength in every blow, punching and kicking with the sound of hunting wind, bang! He stomped on the table, causing a piece of the solid table to collapse.
Xu Qing, who was under the ring, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Quick! Come to my side!" However, Tang Guobin, who was dodging left and right, ignored him and retreated to the other side.