The other team members onlookers were all worried for the head coach of Canglong Team.

When Qi Bufan heard these comments, his eyes began to gloat.

Su Feng has such a high reputation in the Canglong Team. If he loses this time, he will definitely be questioned and hit.

On the ring.

Miyamotojiro looked at the direction where the fourth elders and the others were and said arrogantly: "Why? I don't know who to send to the field? Do you guys dare not play?"

"Are you so scared that you wet your pants? Hahaha..."

Miyamotoro's humiliation made everyone in the Canglong team look ugly.

The fourth elder looked at the people behind him and asked, "Who are you willing to fight?"

The fourth elder's face was also a little solemn at this time.

He didn't expect that Miyamoto's first competition would appear directly, which was really difficult to deal with.

"Isn't the Canglong Team very powerful? It seems that it's just like that!"

"If you don't show up again, just announce that we will win!"

Miyamotoro kept shouting in the ring, which was really noisy.

The coach of the Canglong team's Gusu Provincial Department could not bear it and stared at the ring coldly: "I'll fight."

After saying that, he jumped into the ring.

Miyamotojiro looked at him with contempt and sneered: "I admire your courage very much, but I will not show mercy."

The Gusu Provincial coach was too lazy to listen to his noise and spoke directly: "Stop talking, do it!"

After saying that, the two rushed towards each other immediately, their powerful auras intertwined, and their fists hit each other, and they directly fought head-on.

The air fluctuates violently in the constant release of pressure.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Miyamoto's body was extremely fast, and his weird boxing made the Gusu Provincial coach only resist three moves, and completely lost the initiative.

Miyamoto's eyes were full of victory, and suddenly burst out with strength. His fist wrapped around a ray of true energy and attacked him directly.

"Bang!"

The Gusu Provincial coach was hit hard on the ring and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

When everyone saw this scene, their faces showed shock.

They had thought that Canglong team would lose in the first game, but they didn't expect that the strength of the two sides was so different.

The Gusu Provincial coach struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of anger: "Come again!"

This time, he took the lead in taking the initiative, fisting and kicking, re-adjusting the situation, using roundabout tactics, looking for opportunities to attack while defending.

Miyamotoro tried several rounds, and then a hook shot suddenly attacked the Gusu Provincial coach's face.

A fist wind suddenly attacked, and just as the coach of Gusu Province retreated, Miyamoto's continuous attacks made him overwhelmed.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three sudden bursts of combat power directly hit the coach of the Gusu Provincial Department of Coach's chest, and a dull sound occurred.

Each fist made the others spew a mouthful of blood, and the scene was tragic.

The onlookers felt distressed and sighed even more.

"This Miyamotojiro's moves are fast and fierce, and he is reluctant to leave, and it is difficult to get rid of them."

"This first competition seems to have lost completely."

“…”

Most of the onlookers felt a little disappointed.

Qi Bufan looked at everything that happened on the ring coldly, without any sympathy in his eyes.

"Canglong Team, I think it's a waste team."

"Su Feng, aren't you taking action yet?!"

Zhang Jian also observed the competition on the ring, frowned.

Even if Miyamoto's moves are made, it will be difficult for him to gain the upper hand.

On the ring.


Chapter completed!