Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

When the strength is not as good as the opponent, and the experience is not as good as the opponent.

What can Fang Zhou do?

Always defend?

No matter how good the defense is, there will be some omissions. For an Old Fox like Qian Houzi, it may not be enough to challenge the powerhouse, but the abuse of food... definitely has a hand.

Fang Zhou has been holding on, he can only be kept pressed, pressed to the bottom, out of breath, and reduced to the object of abuse.

Since crossing into this world, Fang Zhou has been working as a young servant in the martial battleground, rushing to survive. He is numb, hard, and alive without hope.

Even if he got the Martial Arts Bookstore, Fang Zhou felt a little unreal and insecure.

Now, the real sense of blow and pain in the boxing, and the iron smell of blood turning between the teeth, let Fang Zhou truly experience the feeling of being alive!

So Fang Zhou doesn’t want to lose!

He wants to win!

Fighting is to live better!

He wants to live well, even standing taller and taller!

How can I win? !

Fang Zhou had a sentence in his mind.

Offense is the best defense!

Injury for injury!

Exchange an opportunity!

Fang Zhou released the arms of the crossbar, the qi sense in the dantian was running, and a wave of qi wandered through the supervisor channel, and the qi was gushing!

Skill Shadow!

The speed increased sharply, approaching Qian Houzi.

Qian Houzi was shocked. Fang Zhou, who had never wanted to defend all the time, would let go of the defense. However, he adjusted his posture quickly, with his left arm erected in front of his cheeks to resist, and his right arm hurriedly threw a punch.

Fang Zhou didn't avoid it, he resisted Qian Houzi's hasty punch, and the qi sense condensed on his fist and punched out an uppercut.

The two fists to the flesh, clenched fists hit each other's cheeks, and the flesh on the cheeks turned into a twisted dough!

Blood, sweat, Biaofei's saliva!

Fang Zhou and Qian Houzi both tilted their heads and took a step back.

Fang Zhou shook his head and once again used his advantage as a young servant to compete with him. He kicked his right foot on the ground and ejected!

"Come again!"

The boy finally said his first sentence since he got on the white jade ring.

The words are like roar cubs!

bang!

Fang Zhou leaped high and hit Qian Houzi's face with a punch. Qian Houzi also hit Fang Zhou's jaw with an uppercut.

The blood of the two swayed in the ring!

Fang Zhou was hit in the jaw, his head was raised, and blood oh la la sprinkled from his mouth, shining brightly under the light of the tassel lantern.

But he resisted the pain, squatted down abruptly, retracted his raised head, his eyes were bright, firm and fierce in the sweat!

Qian Houzi put his arms in front of his head in a defensive stance.

However, Fang Zhou dashed out and slammed into Qian Houzi's arms, his arms hugged Qian Houzi's waist like steel whips!

Qian Houzi suddenly became unbalanced and was thrown to the ground.

This wave, like a gangster fight, has no rules, but it makes Qian Houzi mess up the rhythm!

"courting death!"

Qian Houzi roared, his arms raised high, above his arms, blood vessels were bulging, the veins were densely covered, and his arms were swollen in a circle!

He stimulated the blood sac!

Use the blood essence skill "Iron Arm"!

I fiercely hit the iron arm!

The hammer was in the position of Fang Zhou's back ribs. The severe pain caused Fang Zhou to snorted and blood poured into his throat!

However, Fang Zhou did not hold back, opened his mouth and moved towards Qian Houzi's face spurt a large mouthful of blood!

Blood spilled on Qian Houzi's face, blinding his eyes. He couldn't see things in an instant, and he roared with horror!

Wu De!

This child does not speak martial arts!

But in the fight, only you die and you do not need martial arts!

And this is the opportunity Fang Zhou found!

Fang Zhou handed out his palm, dantian qi sense, and squeezed the last breath of energy!

Strong energy!

Deduced from Lu Ci’s blood sac, Dragon-Sparrow blood essence’s attacking skill "Tear"!

This is Fang Zhou's hole card!

There is only one chance!

Where is the tear, the most important thing!

Now, Fang Zhou has found his place!

Eyes!

Pinch in, tear!

This method is extremely vicious!

However, Qian Houzi seems to have realized something too. He covers his eyes with his palms, so as not to give Fang Zhou a chance to get in!

And his knees are against Fang Zhou's chest, he wants to fly Fang Zhou!

Fang Zhou doesn’t have time to think about it. If he can’t penetrate his eyes, just find a hole to plug it in!

Two fingers were inserted into Qian Houzi's two nostrils, Fang Zhou let out a low growl, no longer hesitating, and displayed the skill "Tear"!

Like Nine Yin White Bone claws!

Blood and sweat splashed like a column!

There is also a torn off nostril, spinning around in the air, shaking blood stains, and flying out of the ring!

With a clatter, it fell to the ground, and there was a burst of exclamation.

"Si'er~"

Underneath, the gamblers and spectators waving the ticket, suddenly all sucked in a cold breath!

They are all subconsciously covering their noses, even if they just look at them, they can feel a nasal soreness that spreads rapidly from the depths of the nasal cavity.

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The second floor of the martial battleground.

In the box, there is dead silence, only the quiet sound of tobacco burning.

For a long time, there was laughter and remembered that it was the voice of Master Zhao.

"It is the first time I saw the nose bridge in boxing...this is...it's a coup."

Master Zhao said with a smile. hehe.

Bet to win punches, of course laugh hehe.

Seeing Fang Zhou's dominance, he felt very happy.

On the other side of the yellow nanmu chair, Lei Laohu gloomy face, the handles of the wooden chair, are pinched and dented, and the wood thorns are hideous.

And the chubby Instructor, the silly smile on his face also disappeared, covering his face, afraid to see people.

He is doubting life at this moment.

Is it really his poisonous milk?

Qian Houzi, a veteran boxer like Qian Houzi who has fought in Yellow Class for four years, actually lost to the newcomer who fought for the first time.

His Guan Tianyuan's poisoned milk skill... already possesses such mighty power?

Master Zhao hehe smiled, and elated pinched a small rub of tobacco from the cigarette bag, pounded it into the cigarette stick, lit the cigarette, and took a long breath.

Then spit out two smoke dragons in the nasal cavity.

Cool!

Look at Lei Laohu's face with his dead son, it's so cool!

Little Zhouzi, his performance is really good!

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In the martial battleground, experience a brief silence.

Then, like a huge boulder thrown into a quiet lake, it blew up a terrifying sound, and set off waves!

mountain cry out and sea howl general screams and shouts, like trying to lift off the roof of the martial battleground!

"Fuck! This is so cool! This is punching! Rip nose brother is awesome!"

"You beat me and I beat you, the blood is enough. Ah!"

"This newcomer, I'm pretty good! It's useless to stop! Nose-breaking brother, my god!"

Gamblers and audiences love to see this kind of punches. Competing for flesh is not the kind of temptation that is not itchy for a long time, and the battle for the final punch to determine the outcome is not good at all!

The audience is boiling, screaming and shouting!

Of course, there are also some gamblers who bet too much. They collapsed to the ground and cried. What they saw was not Qian Houzi's torn nose, but the torn money ticket. !

Qian Houzi waste!

This waste only loses the nose. What they lose is most of their wealth!

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Above the fist.

Fang Zhou's face was cold, very calm, Qian Houzi was roaring, his nose was lifted from the bridge of his nose, the pain instantly flooded him, tears flowed out uncontrollably, mixed with hollow nose Blood gushing from everywhere!

"I...I recognize..."

Qian Houzi is scared!

He wants to admit defeat!

This...can't fight anymore!

It will die!

As Old Fox in boxing, surrendering in time is also an ability!

Because I can survive!

Qian Houzi knows very well that according to Fang Zhou's crazy energy, he can't hold the golden gong to ring the intermission!

Fang Zhou is torn again, he is afraid that his skull will be lifted!

However.

Fang Zhou, who has always been ruthless, heard Qian Houzi speak, but he changed his normal and roared!

He fisted Qian Houzi and bled blood. The nose wound went down.

"This fist! For the one hundred coins that you robbed!"

The shout hoarse, overwhelming Qian Houzi's voice of admitting defeat.

pa!

The cheers of the audience below also exploded like a tide!

Qian Houzi's smashed tears couldn't stop the flow, and she was in pain.

I robbed you of ten copper plates, or you gave it yourself!

Where is the one hundred dollars? !

"I..."

pa!

Fang Zhou punched again, and Qian Houzi's words abruptly, accompanied by a heart-piercing roar .

"This fist! For the psychological trauma you caused me by blocking the door today!"

pa! pa!

Punch after punch, Fang Zhou The roar haunted the fist.

Underneath, the audience is excited mountain cry out and sea howl.

Qian Houzi is not given a chance to admit defeat at all.

In the fist, Qian Houzi was smashed with blood, and he could only use his arm to resist in vain, and he fell.

His evergreen tree in the Yellow Class boxing, Old Fox among the old boxers, capsized!

Fang Zhou's shouts seemed passionate and excited, but his mind was very calm and his eyes were very clear.

Don't give Qian Houzi a chance to admit defeat.

That was to kill him!

Fang Zhou is going to kill Qian Houzi in boxing!

He wants to use Qian Houzi's life as his determination to throw his fist at this bizarre and motley world!

Also to avoid future troubles!

Qian Houzi also felt Fang Zhou's killing intent!

Fang Zhou's body was struggling.

"Rao...forgive me..."

Qian Houzi whimpered and cried, he didn't want to die!

Fang Zhou was indifferent. He raised his fist, hit it, hit it again, and broke Qian Houzi's arm. Every punch was full of murderous intention!

Go to kill Qian Houzi!

Blood splashed on his cheeks.

This is a world that relies on fists to speak softly and hardly!

His fist...must be hard!

Otherwise, it is Fang Zhou who begged for mercy now!

If he spares Qian Houzi, who will spare him Fang Zhou? !

So, kill!

But...

The second floor of the martial battleground.

In the Heavenly Class Instructor box, an angry grunt suddenly exploded like thunder.

It was Lei Laohu who made Qi Jin snorted, and the sound wave exploded!

Beside the boxing.

An Instructor arranged by Lei Laohu immediately violently rushed into the fist. The other party stimulated the blood sac, and a surge of blood, like an angry beast, rushed forward.

Fang Zhou without the slightest hesitation, he takes his fists back from the heart very carefully, otherwise he will be severely injured by the impact of this energy and blood!

Standing on the ring, Fang Zhou is surprised and angry!

Panting like a dragon, with blood dripping from his fists.

He raised his head, between his bloody nose and swollen face, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at the second floor of the martial battleground.

PS: Looking for a fresh recommendation ticket!