Junyong just used the Sanda style he had learned, watching the opponent's gestures and movements defensively. He came over sweating profusely and struck suddenly.
He was lucky enough to dodge the first punch. This punch made him sweat secretly in his heart. This guy didn't know how to fight at all, and he was really in a bit of a dilemma.
"Ma Junyong, don't think that you underestimate Mao San just because you have studied martial arts in college for a few years. He is a famous boxer today, so you have to be careful. Otherwise, you won't even hear the second pass and get down.
This is not good. Mao San, teach me a lesson for this brat who overestimates his abilities and steals women from me."
He thought it would be unjust and unjust to take action, but Lin Shengtian's next words made him even more alarmed. He knew his details and looked at Mao San even more defensively.
"Come on." Sanmao suddenly shouted and rushed towards him. Without thinking, Junyong raised his fists to cover his face. A fist came over.
"Ah," he only felt a strong blow to his stomach, and his figure almost rose into the air. He turned over and fell to the ground.
"Boy, let's see what's going on."
Seeing Junyong holding his head, Mao San chuckled and punched him hard in the stomach. It sent him flying, but that didn't matter.
With that said, he grabbed Junyong from the ground who was still struggling and hadn't gotten up, and rained down fists on him.
Several punches were passed, and Junyong was hit with blood oozing out from the corner of his mouth, and his face was covered in blue and purple. His whole body was almost like a fist.
But he kept gritting his teeth and groaning as he endured his fists. Mao San just hit him.
But he never saw Junyong at this time, with bruises on his face and blood oozing from his mouth and nose. His vision was blurred, but he instinctively gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying out in pain.
Junyong's eyes were a little blurry. At first, it was just an unspeakable stomachache, and then it spread to the entire body. In his ears, he could only hear the sound of the man hitting him and shouting. In front of him, Ling'er shook his head desperately and said to
The expression of pain that kept crying.
Ling'er's tearful, twisting and struggling figure. Just when his will was about to be completely defeated, he saw Ling'er's expression of pain and despair.
A consciousness gradually awakened in his heart. No, he couldn't pass the first level. There will be challenges in the future, how can he save Ling'er. No, he must not lose. He murmured to himself.
Suddenly Ma Junyong, who just lowered his head to bear the pain of being beaten, opened his bloodshot eyes.
Mao San was only focused on beating him and didn't notice his sudden strength. He let out a long roar. "Ah", Ma Junyong, who had no strength to fight back, suddenly punched Mao San's free head.
Swing it away.
After a miserable cry, Mao San's body was knocked to the side by the blow. Not only did he retreat, he held his head hard, shook it from side to side and roared. It was obvious that his head was hit hard and the pain was unbearable.
This hit made Junyong even more courageous to challenge. He stood up desperately and hit him on the head and body with a series of fists.
At this time, Mao San had no power to fight back. He just dodged, unable to resist at all. Jun Yong kicked him on both knees with the last kick.
"Plop" Mao San fell to the ground. He was kicked by his fists and feet again. He fell down weakly, and Jun Yong got up panting.
"I've beaten him down." Although his whole body was in pain and his face and nose were bleeding, Junyong still looked at Lin Shengtian and said.
"Come here, take Mao San to the hospital. Okay, I've passed the first level. But listen to me about the second level. I want you to stab yourself in the leg."
Seeing Mao San defeated like this after one punch, Lin Shengtian's face was instantly filled with ice. He didn't expect Ma Junyong to have such a powerful explosive power. He had no choice but to order others to pick up Mao San and send him to the hospital for treatment. He looked at the panting and wiping his face.
The bloody Ma Junyong said, throwing a dazzling dagger towards his feet.