"My cousin is so tough!"

Several girls looked at it with their mouths wide open, their eyes widened, and their hearts were shocked.

As the battle unfolded on stage, I could only feel my heart pounding.

"Too manly! So manly!"

Several boys looked at it with their mouths wide open, hissing through their teeth: "Is this leg... almost broken?"

It was like two Tyrannosaurus rexes colliding crazily on the stage.

As for Ding Juran below the stage, the fire was beginning to burn above the autumn clouds, and Xie Gongping, the corners of their mouths twitched when they saw the two people fighting so brutally on the stage.

The feeling of "Fortunately it's not me who is fighting on the stage right now" suddenly arises in my heart.

Indeed, no one wants to encounter such an opponent!

Every one of them is brave and not afraid of death! There are no other tricks, they are just tough!

But they just can afford it!

Put yourself in his shoes... Huo Churan couldn't help but tremble in his calf, feeling that his leg had been broken.

Qiu Yunshang's eyes were dull, and the corners of his mouth were twitching. He couldn't help but move his legs, and his mouth felt dry.

Even the two referees and instructors on the stage had dull eyes and bared teeth.

After imagining the scene where he and his opponent of the same level were kicking each other like this, I couldn't help but feel the pain in my teeth. I moved my legs quietly and swallowed.

Whether it is a battle in the martial arts academy or elsewhere, it is difficult to encounter such a scene where thunder from the sky colludes with the fire on the earth.

…

Boom boom boom...

The two collided with each other with more than 300 legs, and shouted: "Ho!"

They turned over and backed away in unison.

Then he quickly approached and raised his left leg again. The two left legs replaced the right leg, and they collided hard together again.

Boom boom boom...

Under the ring, a group of busybodies were counting.

"Three hundred and seventy-eight! Three hundred and seventy-nine!..."

Gradually, tens of thousands of people shouted and counted together: "Four hundred and fifty-one... four hundred and fifty-seven..."

The earth trembled and the mountains shook.

Although they were all watching the fun, everyone was shouting slogans with admiration in their eyes.

These two people almost won the admiration of the whole school in this battle.

Putting aside his strength and cultivation, such a man's fighting style is really rare.

There is no fake collision.

We are all martial arts practitioners, how can we not know what it feels like? The average person has to change his moves after more than a dozen collisions, let alone more than 300 kicks in a row.

Can't hold it.

I can't help but have a thought in my heart: If you are on the battlefield, you will be very relieved to be companions with these two people. This is the intuition of a warrior: anyone who can fight like this is not a coward!

The roaring sound in the arena continued, and the people below shouted the numbers louder and louder.

I kept shouting until seven hundred and sixty-three!

The two people on the ring shouted loudly at the same time and flew back!

This retreat is extremely far.

Everyone arrived at the edge of the ring.

Fang Che staggered and stood firmly.

Mo Ganyun over there also staggered, his right leg softened, and he knelt directly on the ground, then immediately bounced up and stood firmly.

The two of them gritted their teeth and smiled at each other.

Fang Che smiled particularly gently and warmly: "Is it enjoyable?"

Seeing this gentle smile, everyone felt a strong sense of disobedience. Is that guy who was as crazy as King Kong just now really this man with a gentle smile and a warm and gentle voice?

“Enjoyable!”

Mo Ganyun laughed heartily. He was young, but he had a kind of heroic spirit.

His laughter faded, but he turned around and said to the referee instructor neatly: "I lost!"

"You lost?" Fang Che was surprised?

Everyone is also wondering, where did you lose?

It's obviously evenly matched.

Mo Ganyun said: "If you lose, you lose. There is nothing you can't admit. I know how much effort I put into my boxing and kicking skills. But you are definitely not the same as me. And..."

Mo Ganyun laughed loudly: "If we continue to fight, neither of us will win the championship. If we don't win, we won't be able to take advantage of others, so I will save some energy for you."

Fang Che smiled sincerely: "I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful."

"That's right!"

Mo Ganyun smiled and said: "Besides, I will still learn from you in the future, but I can't offend you now!"

What he said had no profound meaning.

Fang Che's eyes flashed and he understood instantly. He admired in his heart that this guy has such good eyesight and said: "Okay!"

He didn't even say a few words of humility.

But Mo Ganyun's eyes lit up, and he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. He said expectantly: "It's a deal!"

“It’s a deal!”

Mo Ganyun laughed loudly and jumped off the stage. He almost lost his balance when he got off the stage. He let out a muffled groan and immediately rolled up his trousers under the stage. He saw that his whole leg was covered in bruises, and some parts were so swollen that his muscles were split and bleeding.

, grinning and rubbing: "It hurts me to death... I'm so stupid! It's so hard, so hard!"

"Fang Che, you are such a beast... This is the first time in so many years that I have encountered such a tough guy like you."

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