It’s Not Easy to Be a Man After Travelling to the Future

"Ah, what's the matter, why did Nie Fengming vomit blood? Obviously, the opponent did not hit him." The following people watched the whole thing, even if some martial arts masters don't understand it, only a few realm higher people have Thoughts……

In the box of Wuji, Han Yuwei and the others, who had talked and laughed, did n’t put the fight in their eyes, and finally complexion changed greatly. Han Yu even blurted out: "What the hell is going on here? I met a ghost No way? "

Obviously the opponent's strength is not as high as Nie Fengming, and he has been defeated by Nie Fengming. It is even more strange that Nie Fengming did not win at all. How could he inexplicably be injured and vomit blood?

Li Mfeng and Zhao Jun glanced at each other, and Zhao Jun was equally confused, because no one would intercept the most vulnerable point of the opponent's force so accurately multiple times. There had never been such a weird situation because I did not understand , So I don't understand.

Li Mfeng's eyes are still calm as usual, but it is his heart, but he always feels that the movement is somewhat familiar, as if deep in the memory, someone has done the same thing ...

Nie Fengming vomited blood and had to stop him from attacking. He jumped away from Qi Long. He thought Qi Long would follow up, but he could n’t think of Qi Long standing completely motionless, just with big eyes, grinning and lining. The blood on his face seemed strangely stiff.

Nie Fengming wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked at the boy who couldn't beat him. Even if he was calm and calm again, his heart couldn't help getting anxious at this time. Ground, end this game of brown sugar. .

"Feng Ming, be patient!" At this time, Nie Fengming heard the familiar voice behind him, and he looked back. Boss Huo had come to the side of the ring and reminded him softly.

As long as the people around the platform do not appear on the stage, what the midfielder reminds them by words is allowed, so Ling Lan reminded Li Yingjie and Boss reminded Nie Fengming that both are legitimate acts, and the two parties will not have opinions.

Nie Fengming was nodded to Huo Boss, and his slightly impatient heart began to calm down. He looked back at Qi Long, which was completely motionless. Just as Huo Bo said, the current Qi Long is not the Qi Long at the beginning, even if it looks half Wasted, really want to knock down the opponent, the first step he has to dodge the opponent's just right interception.

Nie Fengming took a deep breath, he moved, but the direction he chose to attack was no longer the front, but the side, and he was betting Qi Long's broken body could not move.

Sure enough, Qi Long's body didn't move, and even his head didn't move. It was just a fist, and he appeared very abruptly in front of him. The direction he hit was still his most uncomfortable place.

Can't the side? Nie Fengming bounced back with Qi Long's fist. At this time, he changed direction again and came behind Qi Long.

This scene exclaimed everyone, because they all knew what Nie Fengming was thinking, and he wanted to attack Qi Long's back. Although this kind of behavior seems invincible, there is no fairness on the battlefield. Only the one who survives is the winner.

But is the fact really what he thought? When he was about to kick Qi Long's back, he suddenly noticed that a huge fist appeared again in front of him, hitting the side of his knee accurately.

The sound of "ka!" Was the sound of dislocation of joints. Qi Long's power accurately named the most fragile point of Nie Fengming's leg bones, and finally made Nie Fengming groaned.

Nie Fengming is not an ordinary person. Even if his leg was unexpectedly broken by Qi Long, there was no snoring. His left foot slammed a little on the ground. But at this time he used his left foot as a support, and his right foot was already dragged to the ground, unable to exert force.

Qi Long actually turned not at all completely. He just moved a half step with one foot, and this half step allowed Qi Long to get a punch angle, intercept the opponent ’s attack in time, and accidentally injured the opponent. The results.

This time, the battle was lost again, and both of them could win or lose. After all, one body was badly damaged and the other broke his right leg. The balance of the game was balanced again, even Boss Huo of Thunderbolt couldn't help frowning at this moment, because at this moment, he didn't even know what the battle would be like.

He glanced at Qi Long, who was still grinning and smiling, always felt that the smile was really weird and unnatural. In his memory, it seemed that when he started to intercept Nie Fengming's attack with the weird fist from the other side, this was already the case. ...

Is it ... Boss Huo eyes shined, his eyes fixed on Qi Long, the fighting continued, and even if Nie Fengming broke his leg, he could not stop his attack, and soon Qi Long and Nie Fengming fought again.

Huo Boss did not get distracted to Nie Fengming at this time, but instead focused on watching Qi Long. Both Qi Long's smile and his counter-attack were not missed. In the end, his eyes became brighter because he See what Qi Long is in now.

It turned out that Qi Long has reached the limit. The smile on his face is not a smile, but Qi Long has no extra power to change the muscles on his face. He concentrated the remaining power on his fists, as long as Nie Fengming and Qi Long Fighting and consuming his power, the other party can break without attacking ...

Boss Huo just saw the status of Qi Long there, and Ling Lan, the boss of Qi Long, broke tightly knit when Nie Fengming chose to attack Qi Long's back.

When Qi Long moved that half-step to fight back, Ling m's brows tightened even more. Yes, at that time, when everyone didn't notice it, Ling Lan already saw that Qi Long had reached the end of the lights. When the oil is dry.

Qi Long's half-step was to endure the pain of tearing the whole body. It took Strength of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers to step out. Qi Long's almost immovable feet already had two large and small water traces. It was not the blood spurting from Qi Long's mouth, but the sweat flowing down his body in order to endure the pain in that half step ...

Ling Lan closed her eyes with regret, and felt sorry for Qi Long. She knew Qi Long's personality. He didn't want to lose at all as long as he had a chance to win, but Qi Long's breakthrough was too late. His internal injuries were too severe and ruined. His body simply couldn't support his counterattack.

However, Ling Lan ’s unfortunate mood just passed by, and what she valued most was Qi Long ’s gains in this game. He lost Qi Long ’s breakthrough through a defeat. Ling Lan thought it was too worthwhile.

"Feng Ming, don't carry it, hit it all round!" Huo Huo shouted again.

Nie Fengming trusted his boss very much. When he heard the boss's instructions, he didn't think about it. His left foot slammed a bit. The whole man flew up like Dapeng. This time, instead of attacking Qi Long, he obeyed Huo's orders and came Behind Qi Long ...

Then he jumped up again and hit Qi Long's back with his fist!

"Bang!", This is the sound of the two fists fighting each other. Although Qi Long tried his best to turn around, how could the broken body allow him to abuse again and again, and finally protested.

Qi Long this time only moved a small half step, which is smaller than the first range. Although I turned around, I could n’t completely turn around, so I did n’t have time or angle space to destroy the opponent ’s attack. In order to protect my body, He can only hardwire this move.

This is the first time that Qi Long breakthrough collided vigorously with Nie Fengming. The difference is that Nie Fengming's attack was tentative, so it was not his strongest force. Qi Long simply survived.

I saw that the fists of the two people were in conflict for about one or two seconds. Nie Fengming was shocked by the rebound of the two forces, and Qi Long shook his body sharply. The blood that had stopped flowing was flowing from his mouth again. . Even so, he didn't take a step back.

Qi Long does not want to retreat, but once he retreats, his stubborn breath is vented. Even in this case, Qi Long still does not want to give up, because he does not want to lose to the people outside the boss, in Qi In Long's mind, he can only lose to Ling M.

Sure enough! Nie Fengming fell to the ground with one foot, because the other foot could not help, he still took a few steps to stand still, and looked a little embarrassed. He found Qi Long's Achilles heel.

It turned out that Qi Long really reached the limit and couldn't turn around!

"Did you still see it?" Ling Lan sighed. Although Ling Lan knew that Qi Long's weakness would eventually be discovered by his opponent, Ling Lan still had a good luck in his heart and hoped that Qi Long had the opportunity to defeat the opponent before he could see through. .

Since Nie Fengming knew Qi Long's weaknesses, of course he wouldn't drag his feet. He came to the back of Qi Long again, and quickly boxed ...

Qi Long was still insisting, and I heard a collision sound of fists coming out of the ring. As Nie Fengming's strength grew, Qi Long's body wobbled more and more, and the blood in his mouth did not stop at all. Instead, more and more, it turned out to be like flowing water ...

It's now! Nie Fengming felt the power of Qi Long's fist again, and his eyes shot suddenly. The next move was to separate the victory and defeat. With another fist, he could knock Qi Long down.

But he didn't want to end like this! As the second best fighting master of military school fighting, he fought fiercely against Qi Long in the face. In the case of exhaustion of the advantage, he would be internally injured strangely, and even his opponent caught the opportunity to break his leg. Nie Fengming felt that his performance was a shame. If he could not completely defeat the opponent, he would be in Thunderbolt all his life. Can't look up in front of people ...

Nie Fengming's eyes flashed fiercely, he took a sigh of relief, hitting all the internal strength in his body, and heled: "Pneumatic fist!"