On the ring.

Liu Meng and Ma Tianle fists and fight head-on, showing an extremely strong and fierce fighting style.

Pang!

The two of them jumped up at the same time, kicked each other in the chest, and fell on the ring, and then stood up one after another, and then rushed towards their opponents.

More than a thousand viewers held their breath and stared at each other, fearing that they would miss every wonderful moment.

Time passes quietly.

Ding Ding Ding!

The referee rattles the bell.

The first game is here.

People are too focused and ignore the passage of time. They feel that Liu Meng and Ma Tianle haven't played for five minutes. Some people subconsciously look down at their watches.

It's really enough for five minutes.

The two sides tied and stepped down to rest.

The rest time is also five minutes.

Liu Meng's younger brother and Ma Tianle's younger brother wiped his sweat and slapped his muscles.

In the dark corner at the end of the north stand, the man standing with Chen Hao couldn't help but say, "The two of them are indeed having trouble, not embroidered pillows."

Chen Hao laughed.

This guy is very stingy and even admits that others are strong.

"I could fight before. When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I fought against the Thirteenth Taishang of Ciyun Mountain. The Thirteen Taishang of Ciyun Mountain were all real family members. Back then, the big bosses of the three major companies in Xiangjiang were unwilling to be easy.

Provoke them, and I..."

The man talked endlessly, telling how majestic and domineering he was when he was young.

"If you have no opponents when you fight Hong Kong, then you are even better than Ip Man in the movie."

Chen Hao teases the man.

"Ip Man?"

The man is very unfamiliar with this name.

Chen Hao smiled but said nothing.

"I said this, it's not bragging. Don't believe it. If it weren't for the boss's back later, he would have blocked hundreds of swordsmen alone, and he has not healed his internal injuries yet, and he will not be able to show one-tenth of his combat effectiveness. Today, he will be the British branch talking to him.

It’s not just them who are in charge of the people, but me.”

The man became more and more excited the more he spoke.

"By one against a hundred..."

Chen Hao laughed out loud.

The man felt that Chen Hao's smile was a naked provocation, and glared and said, "When they finished fighting, let's go to the ring to compete. The only combat power I have left is enough for me to stand without using one hand, and I can beat you.

Looking for teeth all over the ground.”

"Since you are an expert, who do you think will win after passing the last competition?"

Chen Hao asked the other party with a smile.

"There is not much difference in their skills, it depends on who can last the end next." The man was serious and nonsense.

Chen Hao didn't say much.

In the last competition, Ma Tianle had already put all his strength into the game, and Mengzi barely warmed up and got into the state, so he concluded that he would not tie the game again.

A fierce man will win.

Ding Ding Ding!

The referee rattles the bell.

The two men took a five-minute break and took the stage again.

The supporters of the two shouted.

Ma Tianle unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and poured a bottle of water on his head. His shoulder-length hair that imitated "Brother Haonan" was soaked in water.

Chen Hao frowned and stared at Ma Tianle.

Ma Tianle has been resting for five minutes, and it was the first competition before, so he has not lost much energy yet, so he will not use cold water to toppings.

The referee shouted to start.

Liu Meng attacked Ma Tianle.

Ma Tianle swung his body and threw out a high whip leg.

Liu Meng raised his hand to block the attack.

Ma Tianle shook his head with the flow, and his long hair fluttered with his shoulders, throwing out countless water droplets.

Some of the water droplets flew towards Liu Meng's face.

Liu Meng subconsciously closed his eyes and his movements slowed down.

Ma Tianle took the opportunity to attack, and his fists were like a continuous cannon, hitting Liu Meng continuously.

“Wing Chun…”

Chen Hao whispered.

This is the first time since he was reborn that he has seen someone perform Wing Chun.

"You know what the hell is, this is the mantis fist."

The man despised Chen Hao.

Liu Meng defended passively and retreated again and again.
Chapter completed!