First lady's personal tutor

Wang Yong's feeling now is the same as finding that the enemy's tanks are moving slowly, but still can't do anything with them.

After all, the slowest tank is still not comparable to human.

Moreover, samle is not a real tank. It can be sunk into a trench to make it lose its mobility.

It seems that a lot of time has passed. In fact, Wang Yong just sprayed the dark energy into samle's body and jumped away immediately.

This time the same pain came faster than before, immediately frowned up, as if by acupuncture.

He frowned, his eyes twinkled with ferocious eyes, and his big hand grabbed Wang Yong fiercely. At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "I remember! The Kung Fu you use is called dark strength! It may be useful to deal with ordinary people, but it's useless to deal with me! It's a race gap. You Asians are born inferior! "

Samle is really a master of map cannon. Before, he shot at the whole of China, but now his scope has expanded, directly to the whole of Asia.

The extreme vacuum hand that chekia practiced also belongs to Asian fighting skill, but it affects chekia more or less.

make love! There was a rattle in the air, and chekia whipped her leg. It's not high, but it's full of strength.

This kind of leg technique originated from Chinese Sanda is extremely fierce. It seems to be a casual leg, but in fact it contains a terrible explosive force.

It is said that when a retired Sanda king was drinking in a bar, he was blocked at the door by a group of gangsters. The Sanda king didn't say a word, he just raised his leg and kicked. Just a foot, rushed in front of the little gangster flew out, died on the spot.

This incident caused a great sensation at that time. If it had not been for the support of the Sanda king, I would have spent the rest of my life in prison. Of course, this also fully shows the ferocity of Sanda whip leg. Sanda king claimed that he didn't want to hurt people at that time. He just kicked out to scare those gangsters. Unexpectedly, he kicked them to death.

Cecia's whip leg strength at the moment is no less than that of the peak period of the king of Sanda, and each leg can drive the wind that makes people palpitating.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The quick and urgent whip fell on samle and kicked him back.

It seems to have received the effect, but in fact it is only limited to this. Samle stepped back and rushed back, shaking his body like nothing happened.

Cecilia, however, was unable to break the same defense.

She and samle represent two extremes. Samle is the meat shield type, while chekia is the speed type. Cecia can't break the defense of samle in a short time, and samle can't really catch cecia's flaw.

No wonder they don't deal with each other, not only because of their personality and ideas, but also because of their Kung Fu.

If the space is large enough, Cecilia can actually use the never-ending spirit of extremely empty handed to kill sample. But now the fight takes place in the room. There are three people in the small space, which makes the space more narrow.

If the stalemate goes on, it will only be processed by samle, just as before, forcing Wang Yong and Cecilia into the corner, compressing the space to nowhere to hide.

Wang Yong naturally knew that the situation was critical and had no time to think about it. Now he's just going to give up and fight against the same with chekia.

Under the attack of the two men, the momentum of samle was temporarily curbed.

And Wang Yong's cunning way of attack made samle extremely angry. Wang Yong constantly used his walking position to hit samle's right rib. In a short time, he hit four times in a row.

Each time is to spit out dark strength, causing no small pain to samle.

At first, samle didn't think much of it, and sometimes mocked Wang Yong to make him use more force.

But later samle noticed that Wang Yong's dark force was getting more and more painful. It seemed like a flower thorn before, but now it is close to a big head steel needle.

Sam le was finally harassed, and suddenly roared. He was not good at speed, and his hands suddenly burst into a shadow.

Each hand shadow has a strong breath. Obviously, this kind of palm technique is very physical. The viscera of samle have been running at a high speed, transforming the breath into strength.

The surging hand surrounded the whole front like a wall, wrapping the figures of Wang Yong and Cecilia.

Strong airflow flying around, as if there is a strong air compressor in the work, the air will be compressed and then rapidly ejected.

Jet like a sword, broken gold broken jade.

The same move is called whirlwind gold palm.

Wang Yong and Cecilia dodged again and again, but no matter how they dodged, they always felt that there was a stream of suffocating air surging in the nose, which made people feel cold.

"I can't wait any longer! Obviously, this guy hasn't gone crazy yet. If he does. He will play to death in this space Wang Yong's heart was cold.

Then, risking the risk of being hit, he jumps up and narrowly wipes the palm wind of samle to the side of samle's body.

Wading, squatting, smashing!

It's still the same half step boxing, with the momentum of breaking the sky, hitting samle's rib.

"Don't think I don't know the secret power! People with insufficient physical fitness will push themselves to death every time they play more. Although I don't know how many times your dark strength limit is, I know you must fall to the ground before I fall down! What's more, you can't even break the defense. Aren't you wasting your time? "

Just as samle was talking, Wang Yong's blow had hit samle.

It's the right rib, it's the previous position.

Samle snorted. The pain was stronger than before, but it was still not enough. He couldn't even interrupt his speech.

It is obvious that, as samle said, what Wang Yong is doing now is futile, and the blind lights are in vain.

But Wang Yong didn't know it, so he kept up with the stubborn child and insisted on competing with buffalo's horns. The final result is only one, that is, the child was stabbed by the horn, and even died.

Samle sneered on his face and even ignored Wang Yong. According to his inference, Wang Yong should be close to his physical limit.

Without dark strength, Wang Yong's fist strength is not even comparable to that of chekia. He just tickles Sam.

Same has enough reason to despise Wang Yong.

Cecia also looked anxious when she saw the scene. She repeatedly urged the offensive to break through the blockade of samle and help Wang Yong get the soft sword of Xinyue fox.

But now the only way to her room is the broken wall.

Just stand there alone and seal the route easily. It's not easy to break through the blockade of samle?

For a moment, the situation seems to be stuck. Samle is using his strong physical ability to pull the balance of victory to his side again.

If you are forced into the corner again, I believe that samle will not let Wang Yong and cecia run away so easily.

Cecilia knew that samle's one more kill was useless.

Cecilia, who had only seen samle perform once, was shocked by the terrible momentum of the killing technique.

It's a bloodthirsty trick to play with as human flesh sandbags.

At that time, the enemy was hard shouldered by samle, and all the attacks took hold of the man's waist. Then samle turned back and beat the man's head into the ground. And then samle threw his arms, and the man was thrown in the air.

Sam's powerful explosive power appeared at this time. He could jump very high like a rabbit and catch the man in the air. Put the man's head under his arm and hit him in the air. When he lands on the ground, samle spins his whole body violently, uses the power of rotation to maximize the power of his arms, and then slams the enemy's head on the ground.

It's a nightmare to blow your head open with the force. Cecilia watched with her own eyes that the man was getting smaller in samle's hands, first with his head smashed, then with his shoulders, chest and legs, and finally with only a pair of shoes on samle's hands, all of which were splashed with meat and blood.

And samle's bloody and cruel smile.

Cecia didn't want to see that scene again in her life, let alone experience it herself.

So cecia made up her mind that she had to fight her way.

Is it necessary to have fighting spirit? It's like Wang Yong, attacking samle's right rib tirelessly. It seems that he has hit more than ten times, right? It still doesn't seem to have any effect.

Cecilia could not help but flash a gray in her heart.

But Wang Yong didn't notice the change of Cecilia's expression at all. He followed the devil and still attacked the rib of sample.

Dark strength, dark strength, dark strength.

Wang Yong has never played so much dark energy in such a short time. He only felt that there was a flame burning in his body, which made his viscera ache.

Even breathing has become difficult, with a strong smell.

Sam grins. He knows that Wang Yong's limit is up. It's time to crush the ant.

As soon as he extended his arms, he would pinch Wang Yong's head and burst it.

But he didn't extend his arm, but suddenly he felt a pain in his right rib. It's not a pinprick like pain, but a dagger like pain.

It's not an ordinary dagger, it's a *. With countless small thorns, the pain spread to the maximum.

"How can it be? Can he still play the dark force? " Samle was shocked.

"This is the last time, isn't it? At the end of a strong crossbow, it is not enough to be afraid. " Samle comforted himself.

It's just that the development of the following story made him unexpectedly, Wang Yong just like Yu Gong, who devoted himself to digging the mountain. Without saying a word, he broke out again.

Still with dark strength.

Poof, it's dark. Samle was hit with a shock all over his body, and a cold sweat dropped from his forehead.

"What's going on? It's clear that he couldn't even break the defense before! Did he hide his strength before? Impossible... "Countless doubts flashed through samle's heart. He didn't know what was wrong. Why is Wang Yong's attack strength getting higher and higher.

But he didn't know that it was not Wang Yong's attack strength that was high, but his defense was weak.

Wang Yong repeatedly attacked with dark force, hitting a point persistently, just like tanning leather, which softened the muscle tissue of samle's right rib. The muscle softens and the defense decreases naturally, which is why samle feels more and more pain in his right rib.

Wang Yong used a stupid Kung Fu, but received unexpected results.