A series of intensive collision sounds made the third aunt and Yang Meng outside feel secretly panicked. They were worried that something might happen to Chen Kui. Youdao was weak in fists and feet, especially Yang Meng, who was particularly worried about Ai Lang. After all, the third aunt and Hong Zhennan I have been married for a long time and have seen many scenes like this. This is the first time for Yang Meng.
"Zhennan." The third aunt looked at Hong Zhennan and said cautiously.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Hong Zhennan patted the third aunt's hand and gave her and Yang Meng a reassuring look.
In a competition in the ring, no one can guarantee that anyone will win, but Hong Zhennan is Hong Zhennan. No matter how uncertain he is in his heart, he can show that he has a chance to win. That kind of strong self-confidence is very contagious, not to mention Yang Meng , even Hong Zhenzi couldn't help but doubt his apprentice's strength and chance of winning when he saw Hong Zhennan's expression.
"..."
The sounds in the room suddenly stopped, and Yang Meng's heart could not help but feel in his throat. What was going on?
There is a sound and I am afraid!
There is no sound, which makes me even more scared.
Inside the venue.
Chen Kui and Hong Gancheng looked at each other with caution in their eyes.
Chen Kui is wearing a white training suit with an obvious footprint on his chest. The two of them just engaged in a series of fast punches. Generally speaking, Chen Kui defended more than he attacked. After a long period of violent collision and high-intensity defense, it was inevitable that some flaws would appear. Hong Gancheng seized the opportunity and kicked Chen Kui in the chest with a vicious kick. Of course, Hong Gancheng didn't get any better, he also received a heavy punch from Chen Kui on his waist.
"What a swift force, such a fierce attack, and such strong physical strength." Yang Zhenjun shouted three good words in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on Chen Kui. He was not surprised by Hong Gancheng's strength, but Chen Kui's His strength was really beyond his expectation. In just two years, his strength had improved so quickly.
The fierce confrontation for nearly half a minute consumed a lot of physical energy. It was no easier than sprinting for 100 meters continuously. The battle-experienced Hong Gancheng gasped for air and tried his best to adjust his breathing. Sweat gathered on his chin. Let it drip to the ground.
In contrast, Chen Kui's performance was much better. Although he was panting heavily, his breathing was relatively steady, and the sweat on his face was still a little less concentrated.
"Acheng, the physical strength he developed in life and death fights on the streets is not as good as Chen Kui. What kind of pervert is this kid? How did he train?" Looking at Chen Kui, Yang Zhenjun secretly marveled.
Even laymen understand the importance of physical strength. The impact is not big at first, but once time goes by, the impact is huge.
"Ha..." Looking at Chen Kui, Hong Gancheng let out a low roar. The sound was continuous and echoed in the closed room. Hong Gancheng twisted his body and slowly approached Chen Kui.
Chen Kui's eyes fell on Hong Gancheng's waist, especially the place where he had been hit just now. Although the power of Hong Gancheng's fist was powerful, he had not practiced it to a great extent, let alone a perfect one, perhaps because In the last competition, he was influenced by himself. His boxing technique had the shadow of boxing. To be more precise, it was the technique of exerting force.
To put it in plain English, the power of his fists relies more on the power exerted by his waist, rather than the whole force in kung fu.
This means that as long as you continuously attack his waist, you can weaken the power of Hong Gancheng's fists.
Thinking of this, Chen Kui raised the corner of his mouth, wiped his nose with his left thumb, and began to move his body, hooking his hands towards Hong Gancheng.
Seeing Chen Kui's actions, Hong Gancheng's face darkened. Two years ago, he was defeated by Chen Kui's strange movement. That was Hong Gancheng's biggest shame.
"Today, I will crush you with my own hands!" Hong Gancheng shouted angrily and rushed towards Chen Kui. He was already different from what he used to be. How could he be defeated by this move again?
"Too impatient." Seeing Hong Gancheng's actions, Yang Zhenjun thought to himself that Hong Gancheng was indeed more powerful than he had been in two years, but how could Chen Kui stand still.
Snap!
Chen Kui turned his fist into a palm and hit Hong Gancheng's wrist very accurately, easily neutralizing his attack. At the same time, he kicked Hong Gancheng's waist with a whip kick, but it was blocked by Hong Gancheng's hand.
If you miss a hit, you will be able to escape a thousand miles.
Chen Kui immediately opened the distance between them.
"drink!"
Hong Gancheng suddenly shouted loudly, exerted force on his feet, rushed towards Chen Kui, and used his left hand to throw a powerful and heavy uppercut. Hong Gancheng, in the past two years, also learned other fighting skills, using boxing Mainly, not because boxing is the most powerful, but in Hong Kong, not counting kung fu, the popularity and popularity of boxing far exceed that of other fighting techniques. After all, this is the territory of ghosts.
Facing the sudden attack of Hong Gancheng, Chen Kui naturally leaned back and fell directly, avoiding Hong Gancheng's fist. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Chen Kui put his left hand on the ground, and a reaction force followed his arm. It gathers at the waist through the cervical vertebrae. At the same time, the body twists and the waist exerts force. The force is transmitted to the right foot. With a loud shout in the mouth, the kick is thrown out with great force.
Bang!
Hong Gancheng's not-so-strong body couldn't withstand Chen Kui's full kick. His body was slightly off the ground. Chen Kui almost subconsciously, before his right foot came down, used his waist to exert force, flew his body into the air, and made a Spartan kick with his left foot. He kicked and pushed his heel on Hong Gancheng's abdomen, sending Hong Gancheng flying out and hitting the ground hard. Chen Kui put his left hand on the ground, did a backflip, and landed firmly on the ground.
Chen Kui also had a sudden idea of this attack, but he didn't expect it to have such a miraculous effect.
"Beautiful!" Yang Zhenjun couldn't help but cheer secretly when he saw Chen Kui's series of attacks.
"Ahem..."
This time, Hong Gancheng failed to stand up immediately. He put one hand on the ground and coughed twice, with a painful look on his face.
"Acheng, can you still get up?" Yang Zhenjun looked at Hong Gancheng and asked.
Although the ring competition does not have the ten-second countdown in boxing matches, if you cannot get up for too long, you will be judged as a loser.
"Can!"
Hong Gancheng stared straight at Chen Kui with a pair of fire-breathing eyes, as if he wanted to eat Chen Kui alive. He stood up unsteadily. Although his hands were not covering his abdomen, his waist was obviously hunched and his face was pale. , it can be seen that Chen Kui's move just now was really very lethal to him.
"Continue!" Although Yang Zhenjun didn't want to shout these two words, he finally said them.
"Hoo."
With a loud shout, Hong Gancheng rushed straight towards Chen Kui. His left hand was in the shape of a snake in front, and he went straight for Chen Kui. His right hand clenched his fist behind him.
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