Vakim nodded, then looked at Kui Mulang with contempt and said in Russian, "When my six-year-old nephew fought with me, he also threatened to let me taste his fist.
How hard!”
"Ha ha ha ha……"
His words immediately made the Kreb team members laugh.
Although I couldn't understand what Vakim was muttering, Kuimulang could guess through the reactions of the Kreb team members that he was not saying anything good, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.
"Pooh!"
Kui Mulang spitted on the ground with a gloomy face, and sneered, his murderous aura in his heart became even stronger.
At this time, Vakim took off a special combat uniform coat from his upper body and threw it on the ground.
Although the weather in tropical areas is hot, the sun is too poisonous and there are too many mosquitoes. In order to better protect themselves, most people still wear long clothes and trousers.
As soon as he took off his coat, Vakim revealed his gray-green vest and strong body inside, which was not inferior to Kui Mulang.
Both of them are tall and sturdy, like two small hills, with four eyes facing each other and murderous intent, giving people a sense of déjà vu that Mars hits the earth.
Vakim threw away his coat and jumped up in small steps, twisting his neck, moving his hands and feet, and preheating.
Kui Mulang glanced at him calmly, but just reached out to dust off the dust on his clothes, and said lightly, "You don't need to warm up when you hit you!"
Vakim's eyes turned cold, he gritted his teeth hard, and then kicked his feet, like a bloodthirsty cheetah, pounced on Kui Mulang on the opposite side like lightning, and at the same time he clawed hard towards Kui Mulang's throat.
His attack was caught off guard and was extremely rapid. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been scratched by his throat with one claw, but Kui Mulang was not in a hurry. While he grabbed it with one claw, he made a mistake and his body suddenly became slashed.
On one side, he easily avoided this claw.
Wakim's expression changed, his wrist turned, and his backhand grabbed Kui Mulang's eyes again.
But Kui Mulang had expected it, and his right hand quickly poked out and grabbed Wakim's wrist, while holding it hard and twisting it.
Vakim's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist. He felt that his wrist seemed to be twisted by iron clamps and was about to break.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He used his left foot as the axis and leaned down along the force of Kui Mulang's twisting grip. At the same time, he waved his right foot like a scorpion tail, and hit Kui Mulang's head directly.
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Listening to the sudden sound of wind coming from behind his head, Kui Mulang's expression changed, his hands quickly relaxed, and he quickly took a step back, and then he could barely avoid the powerful and powerful kick of Vakim.
Otherwise, even if his head is not broken, it will be painful.
"good!"
"good!"
The crowds on both sides suddenly burst into cheers. Kleb and others applauded Vakim's wonderful move to get rid of them, while Yun Zhou and Yan Zi applauded Kui Mulang's dexterity.
After this round of fight, the two of them tied.
Vakim took the opportunity to take a step back, pinched his swollen wrist, and glared at Kui Mulang coldly. His previous contempt suddenly disappeared, his eyes were extremely solemn, and a hint of fear appeared in his heart.
With just this skill of fighting, he could tell that Kui Mulang was much stronger than he thought!
Kui Mulang's face was as deep as water, but there was a little more caution in his eyes, and he was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this Wakim was huge, with such a speed, and his body was so flexible. His moves seemed simple, but in fact they were sharp.
He is tough and fierce, even if he is gently swept by his hands and feet, a layer of flesh will be instantly scraped off!
"Wooah!"
Vakim shouted loudly, then showed off his fangs again and attacked Kui Mulang. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already attacked more than ten moves, and for a moment they were equal and equal.
Kui Mulang had never been exposed to Kreb's Sistma fighting technique before. Now, when he fought with Vakim, he found that Vakim's move was tricky and fierce, and he was extremely lethal. He did not dare to exert force rashly for a while.
Taking defense as an offense, stalemate with it, and intending to find out the fighting style before talking about it.
"Wakim, don't embarrass us Kreb!"
At this time, Shimontov, who was standing by, suddenly instructed in a deep voice in Russian, "Since it's a battle, there will inevitably be casualties. Even if you accidentally make a big move, I will take care of you!"