Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 257: Desperate Breakthrough!

Nie Fengming, who had been fighting with Qilong, suddenly stepped back, away from Qilong. Qi Long was not a fighter who was known for his speed. The unexpected action of the other side made him unable to keep up, and even opened a distance.

Ling Lan's eyes flashed cold, she knew, Nie Fengming is afraid to make a trick!

Sure enough, Nie Fengming suddenly fell down and then slammed in the air, his body like a stream of air from the soles of his feet to his right arm.

"Tear it!", Nie Fengming's right arm slammed up, the muscles that smashed broke his school uniform, and all the sleeves broke open.

"Pneumatic boxing!" Nie Fengming shouted, his right hand clenched his fist and slammed into Qilong.

"It’s just right!" Qi Long’s eyes burned, even if he knew that he would not be able to retreat, Qi Long, who would not retreat, would decisively throw his right fist. “Look at my strength!” Only three strokes of strength can Help him through this trick.

Seeing this scene, even if it was calm, like Linglan, she couldn’t sit still. She jerked up and waited for the final ending.

"Hey!" A loud bang, two fists collided in the air, endless power from the other's fists, shot in the place where the fists arrived, this force directly swayed the entire ring, the whole ring actually issued a 吱The sound of the bang sounded and shook.

Seeing the two men's feet, the ground suddenly burst open, of course, this is only a virtual three-d image, but people are immersed, just as their downfall is really unable to support in the next second, completely collapsed.

The cracks quickly expanded outward, Nie Fengming's expansion speed and range were smaller, and Qilong was bigger and faster. At this point, it is proved that Qilong relies on the superimposed strength of the three-stage strength, and the strength of the inner strength is still slightly worse than the other side, otherwise the anti-shock force of his foot will not be so big.

The two men reached each other for about a few seconds, and the last two could not bear the two giant forces of this resistance. They were simultaneously thrown out.

Nie Fengming turned a blind man in the air, then he unloaded the rebounding force and stood firmly in the corner of the ring. Even so, he still felt the blood rushing, and the sweetness of the throat was about to roll out. He bite hard. Tightly close, strong to resist this breath, as the second strongest fighter in the fight, he does not allow himself to be wounded in the ring, this is his dignity.

Qi Long is even worse. He has no way to do Nie Fengming's easy unloading. He was directly bombed, and in the air, he squirted a blood uncontrollably.

Originally, Qilong’s body was injured by an opponent earlier, but his body has been strongly pressed by his body. But at this time, with the strong pressure of the other side, he can no longer suppress the injury, not only that. This time, the strong resistance made him hurt and injured. This is also the reason why he blew his blood at the mouth.

Qi Long can love face without Nie Fengming. Since he can't do it, he simply doesn't work hard, letting his body fall heavily on the platform, leaving a scar on the already broken platform.

Qi Long fell to the ground with his chest. At this time, Colonel Tang Hao had come to his side and kneeled down and asked: "Zilong, can you still fight?" I asked if I couldn’t admit defeat, but asked if I could The battle, this is the image of Qi Long in the heart of Colonel Tang Yin, definitely not a teenager who is willing to admit defeat.

Qi Long grinned and said loudly: "War, why not fight? As long as I can move, I will fight to the end."

Although Qi Long didn't have an image at this time, the mouth of his mouth was bloody. It can be said that there are some sluts, but his smile and the sloppy words made Colonel Tang Hao move. Qi Long’s thick face has a firm and stupid smile, but it is more pure than those who are savvy. He is a person who is fully engaged in fighting. Such people tend to climb higher than those who are smart. ,go further.

Colonel Don Juan felt that his original chill heart began to sizzle, and he shouted: "Okay! Then continue fighting!"

Tang Yan suddenly stood up, stepping back two steps, standing in the middle, which means that the game must be interrupted, restart the battle must wait for his announcement.

Qi Long’s low eyes flashed a grateful flash. He looked very mellow, like a good old man, but Han Jijun always said that he was very black, and he understood everything he understood. In fact, this is the case. So now, Colonel Don Juan does this. He understands that this is helping him.

It is extremely advantageous to interrupt the game. It allows him to get a chance to breathe. The wound can be dealt with urgently. The original chaos can also take advantage of the mechanism and restore his own strength.

Qi Long did not sit and rest, but slowly climbed up. He could not let Colonel Don Juan’s good intentions be discovered. Colonel Don Juan saw Qi Long’s extremely slow movement, and his eyes flashed a touch of praise. He could use the time to adjust the breath so tracely. This silly boy is not stupid, but it will be better because the world has too many intrigues. Even if it is as powerful as the god-level master, the generals are still inevitable, and the flexibility is always wrong.

Although Qi Long got a chance to breathe, but this time is not very long, just a few breaths, Qi Long will stand firm.

"Can you start?" Tang Yan asked Zilong again, saw Qilong nod, turned his head and asked Nie Fengming, and when Nie Fengming nodded, he shouted with a big hand: "The game continues!"

When Colonel Tang Yan interrupted the game, Lin Zhidong couldn't help but frown: "Huo Boss, Colonel Don Juan seems to be deliberately delaying the time." Even Colonel Don Juan is the guiding instructor of Thunder's head, Chaucer, in this bet. On the battle, Colonel Tang Yu was obviously biased towards the new regiment.

"Well, Colonel Don Juan has a good impression on these freshmen. It seems that most of the six places next year have already been confirmed." Huo boss sighed. He also hoped that the new students of the Thunder would get one or two places. Now look. Hope is not big.

Lin Zhidong said bluntly: "You mean, these new students?"

"What do you say? Those who can represent the new group will definitely be their strongest people, and these people are undoubtedly the students of the future mech-class class. Just three new students who are on the court will let Colonel Don Juan be satisfied. Now, I only hope that the following two are really the worst of the new group. Then we have a few hopes that we can become a student of Colonel Don Juan."

Lin Zhidong saw Huo’s boss’s injustice and said: “Huo Boda, as long as we win this gamble, we can all accept the new group. Then, Colonel Tang Hao is still our Thunder’s mech tutor.”

"You said it is good, but the outsiders will not really contribute to the Thunder, or the Thunder's own people will get more peace of mind." Huo Dazhong is very vocal.

People who join outside can be used or used, but they must not deliver the entire Thunder's future. If the other party has resentment and come to the outside, then the Thunder is really a cup.

Lin Zhidong was shocked and nodded. "Huo boss reminded me, I will pay attention, there is still one year, how to find a way to let Colonel Tang Hao receive the best genius of our Thunder."

Huo boss is satisfied with this: "This is good!"

Lin Zhidong was silent. He began to think that his original thoughts were too simple. The people outside were like Huo’s boss. Can you really become the pillar of the Thunder’s future?

On the stage, with the start of Colonel Tang Yin, Nie Fengming swooped up, and the opponent seemed to be at the end of the battle. At this time, he did not fight. Is it really waiting for the other party to recover and fight again? Nie Fengming will not miss this opportunity.

One punch, two punches and three punches, punching to the flesh, even if Qilong gets a little time, but it is not enough to make his chaotic temperament return to normal, so when Nie Fengming attacked, Qilong found out that although he wanted to intercept the boxing, he found He didn't even have the power to throw a punch, he could only watch as he was hit.

With these fists, Qi Long’s mouth again shed a lot of blood, and there is no doubt that the internal injuries are intensifying. Qi Long didn't know that he could support a few times. He was not willing to be defeated. He thought of Luo Lang, and he was willing to take risks in order to win. He also thought that if Li Yingjie failed, he would also kneel down to the other side. .

Qi Long’s eyes sparked again. What the partners can do, he has to do it. Even if he can’t win, he must pay the other party a heavy price!

Qi Long’s brain became clearer and clearer. Although he did not have the power to throw a punch, his eyes still looked firmly at each other’s fists, watching the fist hit his body once and for all...

What does it feel like to be abused? Qi Long didn't know that Qi Long only knew that from the beginning he couldn't see the other's fist, and gradually the speed of the fist slowed down. At the end, it was like a slow motion, in his eyes, divided into one. Patterns.

Starting from the luck of the other side, the swing of the fist is presented in front of him. The route of the fist is clear. If you don't want to go before, he will judge directly from where the opponent will attack. Now, he looks at it with his eyes. In vain, even he can directly judge which position in the road line is the node of the force.

He knows that as long as his fist reaches that position, he will not only feel the strength of the other party, but will even let the other party back. But he can't move now. If he can move, he can hit the place. He believes that he will not lose!

Qi Long is extremely annoyed now. If he still has strength, if he can fight back... At this time, Qi Long’s surprise found that he was manual, but he couldn’t keep up with the rhythm. He couldn’t do what he needed. In time, reach that position.

No, you can't just give up! Qi Long has not felt the pain of his body at this time. He has only one thought now, that is, hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up, so that his fist can reach that point in the time he needs... ...

Originally, I had already sat back in the seat, and I couldn’t help but look at Ling Lan, who was Qilong’s *, when she saw Qilong’s fist swinging, her eyes jerked. However, Ling Lan feared that this was only an unintentional movement of Qi Long. When he saw Qi Long's speed getting faster and faster, he finally surpassed his original maximum speed and stood up again.

At this time, Ling Lan’s eyes were so pleasantly surprised. Is it true that Qi Long is so lucky? Under such a desperate situation, has it broken through?

Hey! Hey! Hey! This is the sound of the fist hit!

Nie Fengming’s forehead has already produced layers of sweat. He doesn’t know how many iron fists he has on his opponent. But in addition to the initial muscle vibration and painful reaction, the other few times, there is no feeling at all. Not only that, but the pressure on the other side is getting heavier and heavier. He doesn't know if he is playing a human being.

Nie Fengming’s attack was getting faster and faster, and his fist hit the Qilong body like a squally shower. The blood in Qilong’s mouth was more and more flowing. In the end, he even spit out a bite. Everyone thought that Qilong had no more. The power of war can only be passively stood there and be beaten by Nie Fengming...

Even Colonel Don Juan couldn't help but wonder if he would directly declare Qilong's failure. Qi Long's eyes are still awkward, as if he never lost his fighting ability, just waiting for the best time.

"Hey!" This singer is different from the past. Everyone looked at the teenager who screamed and vomited blood in amazement. It seemed that Qilong, who couldn’t lift his fist, could actually raise his fist and accurately meet it. The fist that the other side hit, the voice just now, is the sound of the collision between the fist and the fist...

"Good!" At this moment, even if you don't want to see the new students, you can't help but cheer for Qilong! Xiaoqiang, who is so dead, is so tempted to finally fight back when everyone thinks it is hopeless.

"What's the matter?" Nie Fengming finally changed his face. He began to have doubts about himself. Doesn't his fist have no power at all, so he can't knock down the other side, and finally let the other side get a chance to fight back?

"Feng Ming ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Do not daze, continue to fight!" Huo boss saw Nie Fengming with a look of horror, busy standing up and loudly reminded, of course, he is clear, Zilong's internal injuries have definitely reached a limit, Nie Fengming As long as you make a few more moves, you can completely defeat your opponent. No, you may succeed with just one stroke.

Nie Fengming immediately woke up, and he bit his silver tooth, and once again waved his fist and slammed the boy in front of him!

"Hey!" The hit is still the opponent's fist. The speed of the opponent's punch is not slower than him. It happens to intercept the moment when his strength has not reached the strongest, so that his power can't be played out, just like the belly. It is uncomfortable to discharge the flood but be deliberately blocked.

"I don't believe you can stop my fist all the time!" Nie Fengming has already played the fire, and the fists are falling like a gust of wind, but every punch is interrupted by Qi Long, and it is interrupted at the point where he is most uncomfortable.

"Ah!" I don't know how much I played. Nie Fengming suddenly had a **** chest, and a mouthful of blood came out and sprinkled on Qilong's chest.

After many accurate interceptions, his power could not be fully exerted. In the end, he could only be forced to return to the body. After several times, his internal organs could not withstand these returning forces, and finally turned into internal injuries. Finally, he squirted uncontrollably. Blood. Rs()