Wang Dachun is only 1.75 meters tall, standing on the same side as the two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-digit-two-meter-two-meter-two-digit-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-meter-two-digit-two-digit-two-

Only by truly standing with the Russian Rushan can Wang Dachun feel that strong sense of oppression, which comes from a strong contrast in body shape.

The Russian Rushan grinned, "Little one, have you said goodbye to your beautiful wife? Don't worry, I will help you take good care of her after you die."

After the old Russian Roshan said that, he looked at Meiji's direction and couldn't help but stretch out his bloody tongue and lick his lips.

When the Russian Roshan eyes stared at it, Mei Ji couldn't help but shivered and her pretty face turned pale.

Wang Dachun's face immediately became gloomy. He looked up at Roushan and said coldly: "I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that I can't spare you anymore!"

Wang Dachun will never let him go if he dares to attack Meiji.

The old Russian Roushan seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world and couldn't help but smile, "Since that's the case, I won't let you go. Do you choose a way to die? Should I break your head like a watermelon, or beat it into a turtle, or tear you into two pieces?"

After the old Russian Roshan said that, his eyes glowed green, and he looked excited when he mentioned killing people.

"Get tore him apart quickly, and I'm actually having a chat!"

"That's right, play quickly and beat the kid who has five times the odds!"

"Pushkin, as long as you kill this kid, I will marry you!"

The audience could no longer wait and began to urge the Russians to the Roushan.

Wang Dachun looked at the audience in the audience and sneered in his heart. These cold and perverted guys must all of you go bankrupt today.

The old Russian grinned, "Okay, I'll send you on the way!" As he said that, he actually took the initiative to attack, and his huge body pressed down, like Mount Tai, and his fist as big as a casserole hit Wang Dachun's head.

"Good come!"

Seeing the powerful momentum of the Russian Roushan, Wang Dachun was not surprised but happy. This may be the most powerful enemy he has encountered so far.

Defeating him will have a significant improvement in his spiritual will.

Buzz!

Wang Dachun poured the true energy in his body onto his right fist and pressed it on with one punch.

"Haha, this kid is looking for death and dares to fight Pushkin. I think he is a naughty guy."

"That's right, if you have a few peanuts, you won't be so drunk."

The audience in the audience saw Wang Dachun intending to fight with the old Russian Roushan, and his face showed a disdainful expression. In their hearts, the old Russian Roushan is the god of power, and the person who can compete with him is probably not born yet.

Bang!

Two fists, one big and one small, collided together, which was different from what everyone imagined. Wang Dachun did not fly out like a cannonball.

Both of them did not move at all, but the ring under their feet made a series of crackling sounds.

"good!"

Angela Chang was the first to take the lead in applauding, and it was the first time that someone beat the Russians in Roushan. This is very exciting news.

Zhang Yuqing picked her thumbs up and exclaimed: "Brother Dachun is a good person!"

Mei Ji spitted out her tongue and breathed a sigh of relief.

The old Russian Roshan grinned, "You are very good. You have been in China for so long and finally found a decent opponent!"

After saying that, he punched Wang Dachun again.

Wang Dachun had a solemn expression. He had actually done almost the best of the punch just now, and the old Russian Roushan just hit him casually.

Sure enough, the old Russian Roshan increased his attack this time and hit him with one punch, causing Wang Dachun to stagger.

After all, the size difference between the two is too big. In terms of strength alone, Wang Dachun is still a little different.

"kill!"

Wang Dachun stepped on his foot, his front foot was like an iron ox plowing the ground, his back foot was like a cannon popping out of the bore, his left hand pinched his palm, his right hand fisted, his spine was like a dragon swinging his tail, his whole body strength gathered into a line, and he punched it with one punch, and the fist collapsed half a step, and the sky collapsed the earth cracked.

Bang!

The punch was hit with extraordinary momentum. The old Russian Rou Shan felt the threat and dared not resist. He quickly spread his palm on his chest.

Dingdengdengdengdengdengdeng!

The old Russian Roushan took four or five steps back before finally stopping.

Wang Dachun used this half-step Breaking Boxing, and both the momentum and strength were several times larger than Zhou Dachuan.

"Okay! Kill the Russians!" Zhang Yuqing and others stood up excitedly and applauded Wang Dachun. They were able to beat the Russians to a few steps back. Even if they were defeated, they would be proud.

"You're looking for death!"

The old Russian Rou Shan was furious and rushed towards Wang Dachun. The inconspicuous little spot in his eyes actually rode onto his head. This is awesome!

The old Russian Roushan was like an angry brown bear, and his two fists as big as a casserole attacked Wang Dachun in turn, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Wang Dachun stepped back while resisting, and secretly complained in his heart that the old Russian Roshan was too strong, and the powerful attack just now did not hurt him too much.

This battle is not easy to fight!

"Pushkin, hit him! Blow his head!"

"Pushkin, you are the best!"

What made Wang Dachun most angry was that the audience in the audience was full of admiration for foreigners and fascination for foreigners. These people knelt on their knees for a long time and had become slaves and could never stand up!

Every time Wang Dachun hit the old Russian boxing, he felt the blood and blood in his body surge, as if he was crushed by a locomotive. This guy was so powerful that he was simply a Titan giant ape.

Give people an invincible feeling.

Wang Dachun pierced his crotch under his armpit and avoided the killing attack of the Russian Roushan. He walked with gossip steps under his feet and wandered around the Russian Roushan on the stage. Since he could not fight in terms of strength, he would not fight hard with him.

The old Russian Roushan chased Wang Dachun for a while, but he didn't even touch his sleeves, and he couldn't help but scream in anger.

"Boy, do you just dodge? Do you dare to confront me head-on!"

Wang Dachun rolled his eyes, "You don't even look at your height and weight, why should I fight with you!"

In terms of weight, the old Russians have three or four weights of Wang Dachun. If this is an international competition, the two will definitely not meet one. Only by fighting black boxing can these rules be ignored.

"Hmph, don't think I can't do anything to you!"

The old Russian Roushan snorted coldly, and suddenly his feet stepped hard on the ground. Crack and cracked, and the sound of cracks cracking everywhere, and then the cracks spread rapidly around.

The old Russian stomped his feet again, and the ring cracked.

Everyone's expressions changed. This guy was too strong, he was simply a human-shaped excavator!

"kill!"

The old Russian Roushan rushed towards Wang Dachun. Every time he took a step, the ring under his feet broke, and in a blink of an eye, the entire ring broke and collapsed around.

"Not good!" Wang Dachun's foot was stuck in the crack. At this moment, the huge body of the old Russian Roushan quickly pressed against him.
Chapter completed!