Sister Flower's Bodyguard

Chapter 59

Hu Zi's Pao Fist was naturally a result of accumulating strength, but the result was not satisfactory. According to this kind of attack, under the ups and downs of each other, Hu Zi may only be able to parry it!

There was a hint of anxiety in Gao Chong's eyes. After all, he would not want to lose face in front of so many people, but he didn't expect the other party to be so strong. Except for Pan Hongsheng, who was brought back by his son, Gao Chong didn't know who could have [-]% confidence. Grasp the victory over the opponent.

On the stage, Hu Zi was not complacent because he stepped back, but instead showed a rare dignified face on his simple and honest face.

When he met the opponent's fists and feet just now, he instantly felt that the opponent's strength seemed to be continuous. Although he stabilized the opponent for the first time, the next second force made him suffer a big dark loss .

Taking a deep breath, Hu slapped his numb wrist, and the whole person yelled and turned from defense to offense!

Looking at the Korean opponent who rushed towards him like a calf, he seemed to have great confidence in himself. Seeing the opponent rushing over, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the tiger with his feet lightly tapped.

"Boom!" Collided again, but this time Huzi didn't take half a step back, twisted his ankle, and the whole person perched up again, stretching out his right hand to grab the opponent's collar!

There is a saying in Sanda, as long as you are caught, you are basically the fate of being knocked down. Once the gap is raised, you don’t need to use your feet under your feet, and you can directly let the opponent lie down. Even Gao Chong couldn't help shouting "Hello!"

Seeing a thick and powerful arm grabbing towards him, the South Korean team immediately panicked, and then flipped over without hesitation, and kicked at Huzi's arm with the force of the recoil!

Huzi's problem finally came out. At this moment, he was too old to move, and it was too late to dodge, so he could only hastily put his hands together to resist the opponent's kick, but the opponent intentionally For this reason, even the previous panic is likely to be faked!

"Damn it, it's over!" Offstage, Pan Hongsheng thumped his palm and said.

Indeed, if one wrong move is made, the whole game will be lost. Huzi was caught off guard on the stage, and it was impossible to take an effective attack. He could only resist the opponent's attack with a sullen face, but fell Failure is inevitable!

"We admit defeat!" In the audience, Gao Chong suddenly said with a sullen face, and then cast a gloomy glance at the complacent Korean players on the stage, and dragged the panting Huzi off the stage.

"Huzi, as long as you know where your problem is, work hard in the future, there are still two of us!" Gao Chong patted Huzi on the shoulder to comfort him, then looked at Gao Feng and said, "Hurry up, kid, you Didn't you see him appearing on the stage, act swiftly and earn back the face from before!"

"Don't worry! Dad!" Gao Feng chuckled, a stern light appeared in his eyes, and then he rushed to the podium with a snap of his knees.

Seeing that Huzi's eyes were slightly red, Gao Chong gave Pan Hongsheng a look, and then hurriedly walked towards the stage.

At this moment, there was already a lot of cursing in the audience.

"F*ck, what Chinese martial arts, it only takes a total of three fucking strokes, and I can only be beaten up. Why should I learn from him? It's all hyped up by fucking advertisements!" said a burly and thick man. I was about to leave, but because the audience was crowded for a long time, I couldn't squeeze out, so I could only continue watching with a frown.

"Chinese martial arts have long since failed. This is just Taekwondo. If Muay Thai, the American melee combat, I am afraid that the little bastard on the stage will be demolished!" The incisive and vivid performance of xenophilia.

"Don't say that, Chinese martial arts are all in Shaolin Temple or something. As for this Gao's Martial Arts Hall, it is simply a place to strengthen your body!"

The audience were all making sarcastic remarks, and even Gao Feng couldn't bear the endless sarcasm, his face was burning hot.

"Guys, I don't know if the match just now was exciting or not. Now there is a second match. I believe you will not be disappointed!"

After being scolded by someone poking his spine, Gao Chong still said with a smile without changing his face and heartbeat, then took a deep look at his son, gave a loud shout, and then walked to the audience.

Looking at the back of his father leaving, endured countless insults and smiled, Gao Feng took a deep breath, resisting the soreness in his eyes, and rushed directly to the other party with a low drink.

"Jab!" With a loud shout, Gao Feng directly revealed the martial arts moves he used, in order to make the audience speechless!

Sure enough, when Gao Feng's voice came out, everyone watched intently, even Pan Hongsheng was no exception.

Jab, like a sharp sword, hurts people, is tricky and vicious, and penetrates everywhere. When this boxing method was created, it was regarded as a harmless move with Beng Ya, but no one knows Beng Ya anymore. , but somehow the jab survived.

Gao Feng is tall and big, and his wingspan is ridiculously long. He looks like a killer with his jab. His face 'colour' finally changed.

Looking at each other sullenly and uncertainly, the South Korean team gritted their teeth and then rushed towards Gao Feng with a drink. Both feet spun like a top, kicking Gao Feng's chest directly with the help of huge centrifugal force.

"Chi!" A sound that didn't sound like a human body sounded instantly when the two came into contact, the sound was like tearing cloth.

"Ping fist!" As soon as the voice fell, Gao Feng yelled again. At the same time, he pulled his left arm back and directly hit the South Korean player's calf with a flat fist with a huge reaction force, and immediately let out a scream!

With a "bang", the South Korean team members fell to the ground, clutching their legs and moaning non-stop.

Ping Quan, known as the most simple and unpretentious punch, actually directly discounted the opponent's leg!

Looking at the peak on the stage, a group of spectators who looked like weeds in the audience cheered again.

"Awesome! Chinese martial arts is awesome! A face-to-face hit directly to the ground! Grass! It's so fucking long! Boy, keep doing it!" The strong man who was squeezed out before waved his arms roared.

Apart from him, many people were also yelling, with excited expressions on their faces, even Pan Hongsheng was no exception, looking at Gao Feng on the stage, he couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes.

"The South Korean team lost, Gao's Martial Arts won!" Gao Chong rushed to the stage, looked at his son with satisfaction, and couldn't help shouting loudly to the audience.

"Next, South Korea will be the second person on stage, and Gao Feng will continue to challenge!" Seeing another South Korea walking towards the stage, Gao Chong nodded to his son, and his lips made a gesture according to his ability. The mouth shape of the line, and then no longer look at the peak.

He knew that his son's weight was so strong that he was able to display such strength, basically relying on the previous resentment and the belief that a weak soldier must win. This time, in the second round, his son might lose!

But even so, Gao Chong was also relieved.

"Game start!"