Li Dong praised as a master, and he still had to attack such an opponent who was slightly versatile, so he couldn't afford to lose that person.

But the ghost hero on the opposite side was not excited at all and did not move.

The gamblers in the audience were not happy.

"Look at Mao, how about you?"

"If you don't start the fight, you will get the money back..."

"Two gay guys, I thought I could see you forever?"

"Bang!" The host beat the gong and pointed at the two people: "If you don't start the fight for thirty seconds, you will be disqualified!"

Li Donglai nodded, glanced at Gui Xiong, and took a sudden step forward.

This step was just a test. He just wanted to see if it was as Juan said, Gui Xiong was just a rough understanding of his fists and feet.

Sure enough, Gui Xiong reacted and his head suddenly lowered, hid behind his fists, but his feet became a front bow and back, as if he was vaguely accumulating power.

Li Donglai took a closer look and felt a little strange in his heart.

One-word step of Baji?

No, it's cross force.

This is known as the most profound method of using force among the Eight Divines. It means that everything is everywhere, full of energy, and you can hit people with your butt. It is similar to Xingyi's "transformation" and Tai Chi's "four twelves to make a big difference". It is a fantasy point, but it cannot be used without the "grandmaster".

Look at Gui Xiong again: his feet are strong, but his hands are loose and his hips are protecting his face without any strength!

What is this? The cross force without hands?

Or cut it by half and call it the Five Characters?

If Li Wenshu knew that someone was fighting Baji like this, he would probably jump out of the coffin.

Juan was really right. This ghost hero is not even considered a rough punch and kick...

Seeing that the two were still moving, the gamblers shouted even more fiercely.

"Ghost hero, are you pretending to be a sculpture?"

"Beautiful boy, Gui Xiong is giving you a chance, take the opportunity to admit defeat!"

"Yes, even if you won't be killed by the ghost hero, you will have to pay for the medicine if you have a bone discount. Your appearance fee is not enough..."

Is that true?

Li Donglai sneered, opened his arms and walked towards Guixiong like a walk.

"Be careful!" he reminded.

"It's over, the handsome guy can't think about it, he's going to die?"

"Attack, Gui Xiong, solve him with one move..."

I don’t know if Gui Xiong sensed the danger, but not only did not attack, but instead took two steps back.

But the ring is so big, where can he retreat?

When Gui Xiong was pressed on the guardrail on the back, Li Donglai took a step forward and punched Gui Xiong in the chest.

Gui Xiong pressed down with both hands to protect the vital points, but when he was just touched Gui Xiong's fist, Li Donglai's fist tip sank sharply and hit Gui Xiong's lower abdomen at an extremely tricky angle.

"Bang!"

"Um!"

The first sound was the sound of the punch hitting the flesh, and the next sound was the pain of Gui Xiong.

Gui Xiong held his breath and waved his arms and swept his arms.

So resistant?

A trace of surprise flashed in Li Donglai's eyes, and he lowered his head to avoid it.

He rushed to the front and flashed behind Guixiong. His head had not turned back and his shoulders had not moved. He lifted his right foot and his heel was accurately hitting Guixiong's leg.

"Uh!" Gui Xiong roared muffled, as if his leg had been kicked and knelt heavily on the ground.

"Will the point be so sharp?" Wu Zhenkun's pupils shrank, "This is undoubtedly a poke! But just twitching back, he didn't even move his knees. Will the point have such a great force?"

"I've kicked the numb tendons!" Chen Zhijie smiled.

Wu Zhenkun seemed to disbelieve it and looked at the boxing ring again.

Li Donglai took a step back, as if waiting for Guixiong to stand up.

There was a mess in the audience.

"What are you doing? I can't even handle a slipper?"

"Zhong Guixiong? Changed his name to Russy-footed shrimp, and he kneeled as soon as he touched it?"

"Press your lungs, take a thousand yuan to hit you, can you last ten seconds? Get up and fight..."

Xiao Sibao's subordinates were suppressed by him, and none of them dared to speak, so they could only glar at Li Dong's eyes, meaning that he would take advantage of the victory and quickly lock in the victory.

Only Uncle Chang waved his fist and cheered Li Donglai: "Dongzai, what are you doing? Fist-up... Let him turn the ghost hero into a dead bear..."

Chen Zhaoxing's shocked cigarette fell from his mouth and didn't know that it was not known. He woke up only after burning his pants and burning his flesh.

"Uncle Chang..."

"What's wrong?" Uncle Chang asked impatiently.

"You seem to have won..."

Uncle Chang smiled proudly: "I've said everything. If you think about it, you will definitely lose if you are right..."

...

Gui Xiong stared at Li Donglai with his eyes and rubbed his legs with both hands.

Li Donglai's voice was not loud, only Guixiong and the two hosts on the side of the Taiwan could hear:

"Please give up, your boxing is just a mistake... You have strong ability to resist hits, quick reactions, and not bad qualifications. Find a master who knows what you know. Whether you are practicing boxing or Baji, you can make a name for yourself sooner or later."

In his opinion, Gui Xiong didn't even touch the door of Kung Fu, and the boxing and Baji were all erotic. It was okay to bluff people, but it would be empty when you hit them.

But the victory is that she has thick skin and durability, quick reactions, and more careful enough to win so many games.

It is probably the reason why the third boxer is too good...

"So good at being a teacher, can you teach..."

Gui Xiong roared and stood up with one leg.

"Come again!" He waved to Li Donglai while shaking his numb right leg.

Li Donglai shook his head.

This is a bit ungrateful.

"Look at it, this is the Baji!"

He walked towards Guixiong in vain. Guixiong raised his fists and protected his chest.

When there were two steps left, Li Donglai stepped on his feet, and his body was like a ghost, and he flew towards the ghost hero.

Not to mention those who practice boxing, even the gamblers in the audience can see that this move is the back of the Baji.

Guixiong's body was slightly tilted, and the intact leg was kicking tightly on the ground, ready to resist.

He didn't believe that Li Donglai's strength was greater than that of him...

But when Li Donglai's shoulder hit his fist, Gui Xiong realized how outrageous he was wrong.

His arms were trembling, and his body seemed to be hit by a car. Gui Xiong's feet were off the ground, his back hit the guardrail heavily, and he was bounced back.

With a loud "dong" sound, Gui Xiong fell to the ground, as if the boxing rings were trembling.

"You...have...so great strength?" Gui Xiong raised his head and asked with difficulty.

"It's practiced!" Li Donglai asked lightly, "Don't admit defeat?"

If you hit again, it would be not as simple as falling.

"I agree!" Gui Xiong gritted his teeth and spitted two words, and slapped the boxing ring with his right hand a few times.

"Bang!" The host beat the gong, "Dongzai won!"

Li Donglai turned his head and grinned at Juan: "Is it crispy?"

"Crispy and spicy? Dragging with water!"

Xiao Sibao emerged from behind him: "I can't come down yet, so I'm waiting to give you a certificate? Come with me, you, Master, that is, my boss wants to see you..."

Wu Zhenkun?
Chapter completed!