Zhen Ziqiang and Meng Long were shocked after just one fight.
He used 70% of his strength to stimulate his fists.
As expected, he felt that he would definitely be able to hurt Meng Long.
However, what he didn't expect was that Meng Long not only used his fists to fight against him, but the force he blasted was as strong as he did.
I took three steps back.
He also took three steps back.
One fight, no difference.
Zhen Ziqiang stared at Meng Long intently, trying to see through Meng Long.
His strength?
How much effort did he use?
30%, 50%, 70%, or 10%?
A faint sorrow spread from the bottom of his heart.
The most important thing is that his brothers were knocked down one by one.
From the beginning to more than 20 people, only half of them are remaining persisting.
If you free up your hands to help, I think I can't resist it for long.
"Crack!"
Zhen Ziqiang clenched his fists, making a crackling sound, pretending to be light and light.
"You are very strong! It's a pity that I met me!"
Meng Long snorted coldly, his eyes looked at him like lightning, and he ruthlessly said: "Stop pretending! You should know how much strength you have used."
"Let me tell you, I used less than 50%!"
"Is it 50%?" Zhen Ziqiang looked at Meng Long, and what he said was true, or was it a fake tiger's power?
In fact, Meng Long used about 60% of his strength.
The person sent by Brother Fu was the commander of this operation, and there was some real material.
The first move is more about temptation.
Meng Long was not arrogant, and he used 60% of his strength to fight him.
Less than 50% said, it was just to scare him.
"How is it? Are you scared?"
Meng Long shook his eyebrows and deliberately provoked Zhen Ziqiang, "If you stand still, your little brother will lie down."
"Hahaha!"
Meng Long was not afraid of him procrastinating. The more he procrastinated, the fewer and fewer his younger brothers would be, until he was the only commander left in the end.
"you!"
Zhen Ziqiang bit his silver teeth and his anger erupted, like a flood that opened the gate to release the flood, and it was unstoppable.
"You! You're dead!"
"ah!"
A loud shout.
Zhen Ziqiang's body moved, leaving behind a afterimage on the spot.
Meng Long was a little surprised when he saw this.
It's quite fast.
He is worthy of being a master from Yancheng.
"It's interesting!"
Meng Long moved his neck, stared at Zhen Ziqiang, and rushed up with a whoosh.
You punch me.
Fists and feet are so lively.
Zhen Ziqiang became more and more shocked as he fought. No matter what move he used, he seemed to be unable to beat Meng Long.
Or there is nothing to do with Meng Long.
Although Meng Long resisted Zhen Ziqiang's attack, he did not dare to be careless.
This is the strongest opponent he has encountered so far.
If you are not careful, you will be turned over by him.
He knew very well that he should not underestimate the enemy, and that the verbal blows do not matter, and that the skill of his hands and feet will never relax.
At this moment, he almost used 90% of his strength.
Zhen Ziqiang's offensive firepower was very strong, so he could only defend passively. Fortunately, he resisted it, but it also consumed a lot of his physical strength.
Damn it! That's OK!
If you continue to be passive like this, you will really be turned over.
Meng Long said secretly, I want to find an opportunity to turn defense into offense.
Meng Long, who had thought of a countermeasure, deliberately sold a flaw while defending, attracting Zhen Ziqiang to attack him.
In order to break through Meng Long's defense, Zhen Ziqiang was already impatient.
When he saw Meng Long revealing his flaws, he thought it was his sharp attack, which forced Meng Long to have his flaws.
Zhen Ziqiang was overjoyed and without thinking, he rushed up to attack.
idiot!
hehe!
You can't hold on at last, are you?
Don’t you know that offense is the strongest defense?
Zhen Ziqiang slowly showed an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Go to die! The frog in the well!"
A mad dragon entered the sea and rushed towards Meng Long's abdomen.
When Meng Long saw Zhen Ziqiang being attacked, he had no expression on his face and was still extremely calm.
He knew very well that if he showed a proud expression, the other party would definitely doubt it, and then his plan would not work.
It is time to be happy until he really takes him down.
Until the end, no one could predict the ending.
Meng Long retreated suddenly on the surface, and wanted to avoid Zhen Ziqiang's fist, but in fact he was preparing for the next attack.
While retreating, Meng Long's right foot was accumulating strength, waiting to kick out the fatal blow.
Zhen Ziqiang still had no idea that he had been fooled by Meng Long.
Assuming it was a normal competition, he was likely to find it a flaw.
I haven't taken Meng Long for a long time, and my younger brothers around me fell down one by one.
The more intense his impulse to take Meng Long, he lost his usual judgment.
"Die me!" Zhen Ziqiang howled angrily, his voice like muffled thunder.
When Meng Long saw Zhen Ziqiang's fist, he was about to hit his abdomen and his body flashed sideways.
The right foot, which was accumulating strength, kicked Zhen Ziqiang's chest violently.