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Chapter 410 Life is like grass

They took Ye Hao and others to a dilapidated bar, and behind the bar, they opened the door to a basement, which actually contained an elevator.

The elevator went down all the way, and finally reached a huge underground area.

Here, there is a huge square, surrounded by stands, and in the center of the square is a cage made of barbed wire.

At this time, two people were fighting in the cage.

Of these two people, one is a black man and the other is an Asian with yellow skin. The black man speaks the language of the blue country, but the Asians keep using words such as baga, heihei, etc. They are obviously from Benzi country.

Although the man from this country is not as big as the black man, his movements are very flexible. It seems that he is at a disadvantage, but in fact, all the black man's attacks fall into the empty space.

Ye Hao could tell at just one glance that the people from this Benzi country had good kung fu and had reached the peak of flesh and blood. As for the black man, he was a pure boxer who did not practice kung fu, but he was also very fierce even if he practiced pure external kung fu.

, the average person who is full of flesh and blood is not his opponent at all.

Zero said calmly at this time, "This is the third sequence of boxing matches, it's not interesting."

Ye Hao nodded as he looked at it, and at this moment, the battle in the central cage suddenly took a turn.

But the black man fought for a while, his physical energy was exhausted, and his attack speed began to slow down. The moment he slowed down, the young man from Benzi country suddenly yelled, "Hi!"

Tsk!

The air seemed to be filled with the sound of being cut by a sharp blade. I saw the young man from this country swung his palm and turned it into a knife, and stabbed the black man's Adam's apple with one blow!

Kara!

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the black man suddenly started spurting blood from his mouth and nose, covering his neck with his hands and starting to retreat.

But the young man from the country had a fierce look in his eyes. He seized the opportunity to turn over and approach the black man again. He used a Goju-ryu karate side kick and hit the black man directly in the lower body!

Snapped!

As if something exploded, the black man screamed, his whole body hit the edge of the cage, and he lost his breath the next moment!

Seeing this scene, Ye Hao raised his eyebrows. Although he knew that the black boxing competition was very cruel and life and death were the stakes, he was still a little surprised to see such a bloody scene happening in front of him.

Of course, it wasn't that he was afraid. In Zhongdong, he had already developed a mind as strong as steel. He was just surprised by how solid the kung fu of this young man in this country was.

This is the famous Goju-ryu Karate Kung Fu of Honzi Country. It is easy to learn, but it is difficult to apply in actual combat. However, this young man can perform it so smoothly. From this, it can be seen that this young man has received the true inheritance.

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Of course, that's all. In Ye Hao's eyes, it was nothing. Naturally, Ye Hao didn't pay attention.

Several boxing matches started one after another, and each time they ended, someone would die. After watching it for a while, Ye Hao stopped watching.

After all, the games at this moment are all third-order games, so they are not worth watching.

Zhang Long went to apply for Ye Hao's qualifications for the competition halfway. Half an hour later, Zhang Long came back and gave Ye Hao a bracelet.

There are two numbers written on this bracelet, one is 1 and the other is 8.

This means that Ye Hao is the eighth player in the first sequence.

After a battle ended, suddenly, an elevator appeared above the cage, and a light screen began to appear.

The numbers on the light screen kept changing. Finally, two numbers changed, one was 1,6, and the other was 1,10.

"Please invite No. 6 in the first sequence and No. 9 in the first sequence to enter the ring."

Mechanical sounds sounded, first in Blue Mandarin, then in White Mandarin, then in Red Mandarin, and soon it changed into many languages.

After the sound was played, a middle-aged man wearing a black Taekwondo uniform and a white man wearing a Tang suit came on the stage.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense. The moment they came on the stage, they got into their respective stances. The middle-aged man in the Taekwondo uniform lowered his center of gravity, straightened his legs forward and back, and put the palms of his hands back.

This is actually the air of Wing Chun, but he seems to have made some changes. Wing Chun is heavy punching, but this middle-aged man obviously puts his emphasis on his legs.

But the white man in Tang suit turned his body and actually put on a Tai Chi stance. At the same time, sounds like a moo like a cow roaring and a wah-wah like a frog croaking came out of his body!

"The Wudang Sect's Mang Niu Jin and Golden Toad Kung Fu!"

Ye Hao narrowed his eyes, and Zhang Long also chuckled at this time, "It's really interesting that a pickle man and a man from the Eagle Country actually use our kung fu."

"It's indeed interesting." Zero also nodded and looked at the two people.

At this time, the pickle man moved first, his body jumped up like a big python, and he was in front of the Eagle Nation man in an instant. His legs were like quick hammers, and he swept towards the Eagle Nation man!

"Kickboxing."

Almost subconsciously, Ye Hao and Zhang Long uttered two words at the same time, which made the two of them look at each other, and the next moment, they seemed to have a clear understanding of each other and said at the same time, "He lost."

At this moment, Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, and Ye Hao also smiled lightly.

"Who lost?" Zero said at this time.

"This pickle man."

Ye Hao said lightly, "Our kung fu is a pure word. Although kickboxing is also derived from our kung fu, it is derived from Tan Kung Fu, but it is forcibly integrated with Wing Chun. This is somewhat nondescript, and he

Now when I take action, I also use the kicking skills of the Kimchi Country. This is already nondescript to the extreme, how can I win?"

"That's right. In comparison, the man from Eagle Country is much smarter. He only uses Tai Chi. Moreover, he is very good at Tai Chi. Naturally, once he strikes, the pickle man will not be able to catch it."

Zhang Long spoke, and at the moment Zhang Long spat out his words, there was a snap. Sure enough, the Eagle Countryman used a Tai Chi single whip with his backhand, and hit the pickle man's feet on the spot, which made the pickle man's

The feet immediately deformed!

"brat!"

Kimchi Man cursed in Korean in pain, turned around suddenly, flipped his body and kicked out, straight into the head of the Eagle Countryman.

But Ye Hao and Zhang Long shook their heads, they knew that this pickle man was dead.

Originally, the kung fu was impure, messy, and all the strength was scattered. Now that I have suffered a loss and refuses to retreat, I continue to attack. Isn't this just looking for death?

"You have reached such a high level in vain."

Ye Hao said lightly, and at this time, the Eagle Countryman also showed a sneer, twisted his body, and hit him with his backhand!

boom!

Without any accident, the pickled man was knocked upside down by the hammer on the spot. When he landed on the ground, he was vomiting blood and died immediately!

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