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And Long Shan did not boast of his players like Hu Jingtong and Yuan Biao, perhaps because he was confident, perhaps because he was worried about what Mu Kui just said, whoever pretends to force will lose.

The Blues who entered the octagonal cage changed their previous high-profile, otherwise they would sit on the octagonal cage and yell.

"Blues, is there anything you want to tell the audience tonight?" the host asked with a smile.

After receiving the microphone, the Blues looked at the camera and said, "I won't give the opponent any chance!"

Perhaps because of the experience of the first two games, the Blues seemed a lot more calm, even thinking in their hearts that the first round would end the game!

"It seems that our blue team is very confident in this game, so now we have a player from country F, Tolu Ninkeson!"

As soon as the voice fell off, Ning Kesong appeared from the other side of the arena and gave a close-up on the big screen. The tattoo on the upper body was very bluff, but the eyes were really charming.

It can be said that besides Tang Ze, this is the second player to be so handsome.

Ning Kesong, who played on the field, didn't make any fancy moves, and ran directly towards the octagonal cage. Everyone felt that this player had a low EQ. Look at other players who behaved politely.

Arriving in the octagonal cage, the host asked: "Ning Kesong, this is your first time to participate in a major event. The first two have won the game. What do you think?"

"I will use my real strength to win the game." Ning Kesong said lightly, saying that the first two were all based on opportunistic tricks, but I was different, it was by fists.

Many spectators booed and didn't look at who your opponent was. That was the light heavyweight gold belt winner. You haven't even played a game, and you dare to speak loudly. It's really overwhelming.

In the Wanshi Club lounge, Zheng Chengdong's butterfly knife stopped turning, picked up an apple and peeled it off: "This Ning Kesong is really arrogant, Ge Yu, right?"

Ge Yu's mind was on the phone, he was operating Kai, and he was killing indiscriminately with his big move, and then he hummed.

"Don't always play with mobile phones."

Ge Yu hummed again and continued to operate.

Zheng Chengdong cut off a piece of apple, stuck it on the butterfly knife and threw it out.

Ge Yu bit down precisely, chewing slowly, and said faintly: "Sour."

"It's good to peel the apple for you, and pick and choose." Zheng Chengdong ate a piece by himself, and his eyes were sour that he rolled his eyes. Fuck! The organizer is really poor, so sour apples can be picked up.

When the two were talking, there was an excited cheer outside, and it turned out that the third game had begun.

Zheng Chengdong raised his head and looked at the screen, while Ge Yu looked down at the phone. It seemed that only Wangzhe Pesticide could make him happy.

"Dear viewers, the third light heavyweight competition has started. The blues are wearing red sweatpants, and the player wearing black sweatpants is Tolu Ninkeson from country F."

Before the introduction was finished, the two people in the octagonal cage met immediately, and they could not wait to decide the winner right away.

Both of them are aggressive players, there is no so-called temptation, the appearance is the ultimate move.

Especially Ning Kesong, how to be fatal, this is the experience learned from life and death.

And the light heavyweight champion of the Blues is not a vegetarian, fist-to-fist, foot-to-foot, the momentum does not lose the opponent!

I saw two players flying back and kicking at the same time, their two powerful legs interlaced each other, standing on one foot!

This picture can be called the best action tonight, this is the effect shown in the case of equal strength.

The audience did not expect that this Ning Kesong had such a foundation?

This is a fighting fan?

If it's a career, wouldn't it be able to fly into the sky?

"Mr. Ma, this third match should be the most equal matchup."

"Indeed, judging from the current situation, the two players are equal in strength. It seems that this player from country F is not simple."

"Teacher Ma, why is it not easy?"

"His offensive style of play shows a very strong suppressing power, which does not allow the opponent to have a chance to breathe at all, and it feels like ... In fact, I just want to say, it's like killing the opponent.

The commentary on the side was also very understanding, and he immediately answered: "It is true, but the Blues have played quite well on offense and defense, and have not suffered at all."

Although it doesn't suffer, as long as you hit the opponent, I'm afraid what you are waiting for is a stormy fist.

However, Longshan in the stands is still calm and comfortable. In Guting's words, Longshan is as stable as an old dog.

"Coach Hong, that countryman F is really ruthless in his style of play. They are all on the point." Chen Erdan said in a low voice.

Hong Cheng could tell at a glance that this foreigner was a black boxer, and only black boxers would do this, but it was within the rules, otherwise the referee would have shown his card long ago.

"Erdan, take a good look, there are many such people in the lightweight, you will definitely meet in the next game." Hong Cheng said in a low voice.

"Master Hong, how do I feel that the Blues are a bit suppressed."

At this time, the Blues on the big screen really meant to be suppressed, and they were about to be forced to the cage.

"Don't worry, you won't lose this game."

"Why?"

"Because the Blues are a member of the Wanshi Club, since he was elected to play, there is reason for him to play."

Chen Erdan looked at the players of Wanshi Club and felt a little heavy. Is Wanshi Club so good? Except for Feng Xihua, no one else is ranked as high as Tian Bang.

Gu Ting's mood was much better at this time, and Ye Fan had at least passed the dangerous period.

Looking at the blues on the big screen, Gu Ting frowned tightly. If Tang Ze fights him, who will win?

I heard that Wanshi Club has an internal ranking, but I don’t know where the Blues rank in that ranking.

Slightly turning his head to look at Longshan, Gu Ting was a little surprised. Is Longshan asleep?

In the octagonal cage, the Blues stared at Ning Kesong, and he was a little surprised. He was indeed a black boxer, and both his speed and strength had to be upgraded to a higher level.

Fortunately, this time the club specially recruited a master of black boxing. During this period of time, targeted training was carried out, otherwise it would really suffer!

At this time, Ning Kesong was also a little surprised. Under his own offensive, the Oriental was completely blocked. It seemed that he still had some strength, which was really uncomfortable.

In Ning Kesong's heart, there is no unbreakable line of defense. If it is unbreakable, it is only because of insufficient explosive power!

As Ning Kesong gave a soft drink, the whole person's momentum suddenly increased, as if just warming up just now!

Ning Kesong in the octagonal cage was like a human-shaped engine, attacking fiercely with both fists and feet. How could it not hurt to hit the body with these fists and feet!