Abyss Express

[Part ① What are the bells and whistles]

The first round of the knightly competition had just ended, and the murderer Moen had already been carried down by the medical staff for first aid. The female criminal G117 did not intend to rest, but seemed to have just finished warming up, with a hearty smile on her face.

It was a healthy and gratified smile showing sixteen white teeth. Anyone who looked at it would involuntarily think that this girl just finished exercising on the tennis court in the university city, and her whole body was steaming. As if the sweetheart just finished playing a happy ball game, it makes people feel close to each other——

——It seemed that G117, who had just punched and kicked the murderer, was another person. Something ran out of her body, and her expression during and after the battle was completely different.

Supervisor Edward was sweating on his brow. The old man was wiping his cheeks with a handkerchief, and his tone gradually became respectful.

"Need a break?"

Although the eyesight of the blood donors of the blood race is not very good, and the kidney cells of rats and the blood of bat disaster beasts will even hinder their visual senses, but the air waves and explosions caused by the punches and kicks just now, Edward's hearing organs are like detectives. An incredible sound was heard.

The movement at point B almost frightened him, even his master, the leader of the [Scarlet Duke] warband he admired, was not the opponent of this G117.

Xue Ming said: "No need to rest, call the second one to come up, hurry up - my body is so hot."

However, in just ten seconds of preparation time, the second contestant was still in a dazed state when he came on stage.

This man is of mixed Latin American race, 199 cm tall, and a first-class fighter. His dreadlocks are full of the exotic style of a South American athlete. When he leaped into the ring, he began to swing his wide span and shake his legs and buttocks.

His steps are very special, just like dancing back and forth alternate steps. He is constantly familiar with the hardness of the nylon ring, and he wants to use this complex alternate step to frighten his opponents in order to win the first place.

Originally, Tyrannosaurus warrior Andro was still immersed in the results of the competition just now, and still couldn't figure out how G117 defeated his opponent. As soon as this new ruthless character came up, he immediately wanted to raise the enemy's prestige, covered his cheeks and screamed loudly .

"It's the king of dancing! Chopper the king of dancing!"

Hasben was also in a state of bewilderment.

He strongly suspected that G117's ability to defeat the Killer King was probably due to the cheating method of soul power, playing a trick of the eye.

"Now she can't play tricks."

The dance king Chopper's special steps come from the Brazilian war dance, which is a strange fighting technique with huge strides, repeated cycles and butterfly footwork.

Chopper's long legs can be bent and stretched, and he can use his hands and torso as the fulcrum to kick out sharp kicks at various weird angles.

This legwork is his ability to survive and survive. He smashed more than 20 skulls in the unlimited fighting of underground black fists, and finally went to jail, becoming a thorn in the side of the big casinos, and a tainted witness.

According to Husband -

——In the first round against the murderer King Moen, G117 could still use Soul Power to cheat.

But in the second round of the fight with the dancing king Chopper, it is absolutely impossible to bully him and secretly call for soul power from the distance of the bunt.

Those two legs that are fast and slow will become an insurmountable door, blocking all attacks at a distance of 120 centimeters——

——Xue Ming still didn't move, she was waiting for Edward's butler's order.

"Let's fight!"

The second contest began.

Chopper was much more cautious than Moen. He just smiled and shrank back and forth at an ambiguous distance. When Xue Ming slowly approached, he immediately fell to the ground and hung his legs upside down.

The knife-like leather shoes soared into the sky, kicking fiercely from a weird angle!

Kicking Xue Ming's face straight with both feet, and using the powerful core strength of the body to twist the waist at the moment of the kick, turning the kick into a spin kick——

——This finishing move that consumes a lot of energy is almost a rare gorgeous trick in UFC unrestricted fighting competitions. Few fighters will use the trick as a flat A. The reason is not that it is not easy to use, but because of physical fitness Can't keep up with this consumption.

But Chopper the Dancer can—

——His abundant essence and the body of the disaster beast are almost like a piece of tough plasticine. In the moment of fighting, he displayed his gorgeous legs and body, as well as his strong core strength. up.

Before he succeeded in the two direct attacks, he adjusted his figure in a very short time and returned to the strange rhythm of the butterfly step.

Kun En in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that Chopper can subdue her."

The leader of Hydra is also grinning.

"He's dodging all the time, that's the kind of fighter I like, it looks like a lot of fun."

In the ring, Chopper still had that mean smile. Compared with his opponent's passive static defensive posture, he almost took the initiative, believing that G117 had fallen into his rhythm.

Otherwise, why haven't they attacked yet?

Must have been dazzled by my gorgeous footwork.

Although I don't know how you did it, but the record of defeating Moen has already allowed you to receive a salary and a half in this prison.

Fall down right in front of me!

Xue Ming stood still, and in the end even put down his hands that were holding the defensive frame.

She couldn't understand the opponent's martial arts style, and she had never seen such fierce and fancy legs.

In the past, she had only seen this kind of technique in movies. In the UFC match videos, it was mostly used as a unique trick.

But this dancing king Chopper was ready to steal chickens from the beginning to the end, which was a bit beyond her cognition.

Since the opponent only uses legs, the Sanshou head guard is meaningless, and it has to be dealt with by traditional martial arts.

Right now, right now.

Something that neither Xueming nor Chopper expected happened.

In the auditorium below the stage, Little Xingxing's eyes sparkled——

——When she saw the Brazilian war dance dance, she couldn't help but make a boastful attack. After all, this is an extremely rare technique in fighting competitions. After this little fan changed the account of a female character, he was quite crazy when he saw an idol feel.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"I can't take it anymore! It's so handsome, so handsome!"

"He's flying on the floor! It's like a whirlwind top!"

"Did you see it? Did you see it? How did you make that movement!"

Hearing the little sister's praise, Chopper became more and more excited.

This gorgeous footwork and kicking skills should be the focus of everyone's attention. Amidst the exclamation and praise of the people, they should defeat their opponents in one fell swoop! Suddenly won the first place!

With the voice of the little star getting louder.

Immediately, Chopper lay down and showed complicated full and half spins, and when the gymnastics-like movements were revealed, more people began to admire in surprise.

He spun faster and faster, his legs almost danced in afterimages, the wind like a knife blew towards his opponent along with his strong figure, and his white bell-bottoms became a peony flower.

The moment the voice got louder, the kick was as powerful and heavy as a wave, rushing towards Xue Ming's face.

- succeeded!

At the moment when his limbs touched the enemy, Chopper almost believed that this kick, which was constantly spinning and accelerating, could shave off G117's head in one fell swoop.

But the next second——

——just for a second.

He fell from heaven to hell.

He only felt severe pain in his legs, and during the rolling and spinning movement, he would lose the enemy's vision for a moment. Just now, he only heard two clean blows, and when he turned around to face the enemy again, he found that his legs were not in control.

Little Xingxing also changed back to that dull expression.

"I knew it—her side kick would blow my waist off."

The right hand of the four-horseback is kicking on the long legs that are spinning at high speed——

——First, he broke his knee with a straight kick in the center, and then he kicked with a low sweep and broke Chopper's left leg.

The game ended immediately, and before Xue Ming could start executing, Supervisor Edward had already called a stop.

After losing control of his legs, Chopper's body also became unbalanced. His center of gravity tilted and his head fell on the ring. He didn't know what happened.

It all happened so fast, it looked like the G117 took two quick kicks and ended the fight.

Xue Ming took a break this time and returned to the edge of the arena, laughing with Little Xing Xing and greeting him cordially.

"The applause just now! Is it disturbing the enemy's mind and disrupting his rhythm? I couldn't understand his kicks at first, until he started spinning, everything became very simple."

Little Xingxing: "What disturbance?"

Xueming: "It's okay."

Andro and Husband opened their mouths, and finally realized that the girls in the ring were not newborn babies at all.

She's a tiger—

——Her fists can stop Moen's progressive punches.

——Her back kick can also crush Chopper's war dance.

These are all strong and extremely fierce tactics.

From the beginning to the end, they didn't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations, no signs of soul power activation, no special inspirational pressure.

Andro finally cried aloud, in short, he regretted it very much.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Boss! What's wrong with you?!" Jie Luo first cared about the leader of the Tyrannosaurus Warriors, and then couldn't help laughing.

Andro: "What are you laughing at?"

Jie Luo: "I bought her to wear thirteen! Boss! Didn't you buy it? This is a good sister I brought in, and I have always believed in her!"

Andro: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

[Part ② is over! ]

Xue Ming walked back to the ring and immediately urged the next contestant to come on stage.

At this time, a young boxer came out of the Hongmen Lecture Academy.

Teacher Beichen solemnly said this to his disciples.

"After you go up, don't think about winning or losing."

The disciple nodded: "Teacher, I know. I know."

Bei Chen continued: "Don't feel pressured, it doesn't matter if you lose."

The cold sweat on the disciple's face grew more and more: "Don't say that about Teacher, I am under more pressure now."

Bei Chen covered his face: "Believe in yourself, in fact, you can beat me. I have taught boxing for so many years, and you are the best boxer I have ever seen—it's just that your mentality is not good."

"I know. I." The disciple clenched his teeth, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the ring.

That G117 still looked at people with a healthy big smile, staring at the opponents in the audience and the next lucky one.

This frightened the disciple's legs into limp——

——Bei Chen didn't say a word, and helped this kid onto the ring.

The old butler Edward looked at the player's mental state and shook his head vigorously.

"No, Beichen, he doesn't have the will to fight."

"Do you want me to come?" Bei Chen curled his lips and looked at the martial arts uniforms on his body. They were all expensive things with silk embroidered with gold trim. It would be disrespectful to break them. If he was injured, there would be no place for the face of the entire Hongmen martial arts school. put.

Edward, on the other hand, looked like a fun-loving person who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Are you scared?"

Bei Chen immediately changed his words, and spoke the most embarrassing lines with very tough words.

"What! Are you irritating me?! You want me to bully the younger generation?"

Edward: "Are you afraid? I just want to ask about this."

Among all the gang bosses present here, Bei Chen started as a gangster at the bottom of the gang, went all the way to Hongmen's red flower double stick, and then retired to teach students in the martial arts academy. He is also the most capable of fighting among many bosses.

"Of course I'm afraid!" Beichen immediately found a step smoothly, not giving anyone else a chance to use their words.

Originally [Iranian Tong] and [Hydra] wanted to say something.

Bei Chen's words were almost like killing three breaths. They blocked all their mouths. They had prepared a full stomach of ridicule and almost suffocated.

"Aren't you afraid? I ask you! Andro! Kun En! And you! And you two! Sebastian, aren't you afraid?!"

This stern tone didn't seem to admit cowardice at all, but directly tore off the skin, dragging everyone else into the water.

The disciples of the School of Martial Arts were obedient and apologized to Teacher Beichen.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry."

Beichen took off his jacket and kept all his face in the student's arms.

"It's okay. I'll deal with her."

He was shirtless, only a set of loose fighting pants, and flat shoes stepped onto the ring, and when he walked in front of Xue Ming, he immediately clasped his fists and bowed.

"Hongmen School of Martial Arts, Beichen."

Xueming didn't respond to this sentence——

——She didn't know what to say, so she just said no.

For a while, the audience in the audience didn't know what to say, but it was Little Xingxing who cheered and cheered for Martial Master Beichen.

"Come on! Big brother who doesn't wear clothes!"

All in all, the atmosphere became weird.

The black bosses in the audience are all in a state of insecurity, and they know how much they can fight.

If the thugs under him were like Beichen's students, whose will to fight had collapsed before they even got on stage, the result would most likely be that they went on the stage in person to lose this lord.

He could only wait silently in his heart, hoping that Beichen could teach this little girl a lesson.

Beichen: "You won't report to me as a teacher?"

Xue Ming: "Are you sure?"

Bei Chen: "Is it hard to tell?"

Xue Ming: "I have too many teachers. It will take at least five minutes to report this passage."

As soon as these words came out, Beichen felt a little hard to understand the implication of G117.

But that's what it is--

——Xue Ming's fighting teacher is almost half of the martial arts in the mortal world.

Not only from China, but also from Southeast Asia, Japan, Thailand, South Korea, Russia to North America.

Most of the international friends who can spend money to invite in the fighting competitions have invited money to invite them.

Her boxing quotient is extremely high, and she has no restrictions of traditional schools. She is never picky about food, and she never said that to practice one kind of boxing, you have to practice for a lifetime.

When G117 looked at Edward.

Edward finally shouted the signal.

"Let's fight!"

This time, Xue Ming did not defend passively——

——She chose to take the initiative to attack almost immediately.

Beichen's height is 181 centimeters, which is similar to her arm span.

She hugged her frame low and entered the opponent's attack range, and then dived suddenly. It is a traditional boxing posture, and the winner must be determined in one breath!

Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his fist to seal the door, trying to keep his opponent out of the best attacking distance.

The slapping hand almost brushed against the girl's back.

too low--

——How can she achieve such a low posture?

The diving posture like a ghost immediately returned to normal, and this fierce dodge and reset action made Beichen sweat all over his body!

At that moment——the critical moment when the first round lost ground.

The experienced boxer raised his leg and wanted to hit G117's calf to weaken her combat power so that he could take the lead in the next close-quarters bunt session.

Strategy is beautiful, reality is cruel.

He felt like he had kicked an iron plate!

What a strong leg is this? !

That motionless progressive jab was like playing a clapping game, but Beichen couldn't catch it no matter what!

The fierce combined punch came to the half-arm position, that was the round of G117!

In just two seconds, after punching six times in a row, Bei Chen saw a dexterous bee!

She dives to reset and punches her soft ribs and liver at the same time.

The moment she returned to the normal hug again, she punched fiercely and pecked at the head.

After four effective attacks, Beichen was almost powerless to fight back. The attack with both arms was defended, but the force was able to penetrate the arms, hit the cheek with the arms, and shake together with the brain in the skull, resulting in unpredictable dizziness. harm!

Until the final blow of the seventh punch.

He slumped to the ground, turned into a pig's head, knocked on the floor, signaling to admit defeat and surrender.

Andro slapped his head with a slap.

Kun En followed with a slap on the head.

Almost all gangsters do this, as if taking their own temperature.

Xue Ming's fist was covered with blood, but it wasn't hers.

She was very excited, and wiped off the dirty blood on her face, most of which came from Teacher Beichen's nasal cavity.

She spoke to Edward.

"The empty-handed warm-up is over? Shouldn't it be time to fight with weapons?"