Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 415

On the first floor of the dojo.

Many disciples looked solemnly at the two people in the middle of the dojo.

These two people, one is their highly respected and extremely powerful, and they are praised as ‘martial gods’ by Neon.

One is the child of legendary boxing champion Muhammad Ali, who has elevated boxing to all-round martial arts.

It can be said that regardless of strength or status, these two people are the best on this earth.

The eyes of the figure who suddenly appeared in the crowd showed a hint of interest.

“It’s already right, so it seems that the duel between Little Ali and Old Man Shibukawa has won?”

Mo Wen looked at Ali II, who was unharmed, and was a little surprised in his heart.

Yes, this person who suddenly mixed in was Mo Wen.

With his strength, no one in this dojo could detect him sneaking in.

“Old man Shibukawa is still careless.”

Mo Wen was amused in his heart, and the old man of Shibuchuan also called to say that the technology had improved, but he still lost to Little Ali.

This is also the charm of martial arts.

It doesn’t matter how strong you are and how good your technology is.

You can never really tell who wins or loses until you end the showdown.

Because there are so many factors that affect victory.

“Shibukawa just lost his anger, so go alone, let me see your so-called ‘progress’.” Mo Wen looked at the two people in the center of the dojo, and said silently in his heart.

……

The center of the dojo.

Neither Ali II nor Yudi alone noticed that there was another person next to them.

Their eyes are always on each other.

“This foolish and lone momentum is amazing!”

Ali II was beating lightly in place, but his face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely shocked.

The feeling that the other party gave him was not at all like an ordinary middle-aged uncle.

Instead, it is more like a hungry tiger, ready to slaughter and devour him at any time.

“What’s wrong? You don’t have to wait for someone to shout to start, do you? Foolishly seeing Ali II stay in place and not making a move, he raised his right eyebrow and played with the taste.

“Hurry up, I have the next fight to come…”

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ali II suddenly rush forward in front of him, and his left hand in front of him rushed towards him at a speed that surprised him.

The sense of crisis and the ability to react from decades of honing allowed the foolish side head to avoid this jab.

But before he could exclaim, he noticed that the sense of crisis that lingered in his heart had not disappeared.

Sure enough, Ali II missed one blow and threw two jabs again.

“So fast!”

Foolish, who barely dodged the attack, couldn’t help but look at Ali II in shock.

A true master only needs one attack to detect the opponent’s strength.

These three jabs of Ali II directly let Yudi understand how strong the opponent’s strength was.

“This speed is already faster than a boxer in the featherweight or even flyweight class! And…” A drop of cold sweat flowed from his sideburns foolishly, and he reached out and touched his cheek.

Although I avoided the attack just now, my skin still felt a little hot and painful.

“I can’t imagine that even the style is exactly the same.”

Looking at Ali II, who was standing two meters away and jumping, as if standing still.

Foolishly exclaimed alone.

The surrounding disciples were also shocked by Ali II’s three jabs just now.

Because they simply could not see the attack of Ali II.

This also shows that if Ali II’s opponent is replaced by himself, I am afraid that he will lose in an instant.

“No wonder Kato and Suedang lost so quickly…”

“But the curator will not lose, after all, the attack just now the curator has avoided.”

“That’s right, it’s impossible for a one-step curator to lose!”

The disciples of the Divine Heart Society looked at the center of the dojo with foolish eyes full of trust.

The discussion did not affect the two who were confronted.

Hearing the exclamation of Yudi alone, Ali II smiled lightly: “Muhammad Ali is my father, I inherited my father’s boxing style, I also inherited my father’s technique, and evolved it into a complete fighting skill.” ”

“That is to say…”

The moment Ali II’s feet landed on the ground, his calf muscles instantly tightened.

The strong and sturdy body instantly accelerated and rushed in front of Yudi Dubu, and the right straight fist of the back hand hit Yudi Dubu’s cheek at an extremely fast speed.

Because the swing was too fast, the fist made a sharp breaking sound in the air.

“It’s fast, but it’s not enough.”

The spirit of walking alone is highly concentrated.

With this concentration, he could fully see Ali II’s fist and defended it in time.

The five fingers of both hands are slightly bent into palms, drawing a complete circle in front of you.

The left hand just blocked the wrist of Ali II’s right fist, cutting it apart.

This is exactly the “廻” used for defense in Yujiryu Karate.

[Empty Hand Qi] is also an advanced skill created on the basis of [廻].

“Under the defense of [廻], no matter how fast your fist is, it is impossible to hit me…”

Boom!

Before he could start to be proud, he was punched in the face by Ali II’s left jab.

The powerful impact made Yudi take several steps back, and the soreness from his nose made him close his eyes uncontrollably.

The next moment.

A stream of rust-smelling heat gushed out of his nostrils and trickled down his chin to the ground.

Yu Di raised his hand alone and wiped his mouth, looking at the blood on his hand, and the depths of his eyes gradually grew fierce.

He grinned, and blood flowed down his teeth, making his expression particularly hideous: “What a lesson you have learned, BOY.” ”

Ali II jumped in place, the corners of his mouth raised a curve, and he looked at the foolish Dubu and said: “I am stronger than my father, Mr. Dubu.” ”

“Hehe, you mean to say, make me serious, don’t you?” Foolishly spat bloody phlegm on the floor next to him.

Ali II nodded with a relaxed expression, and said as a matter of course: “If you still want to fight with Mo Wen, it’s best to fight me seriously, otherwise, you won’t be able to insist on him coming.” ”

“Hmph, arrogant brat.” Foolishly walked alone with a cold face, and once again put on an attack posture from heaven to earth.

A dignified and oppressive aura rose from him, and those tiger eyes bloomed with a dazzling chill.

As if sensing the change in the momentum of the foolish land, Ali II’s expression changed slightly.

But he didn’t know.

In fact, the heart of foolishness is very heavy.

“It’s really bad, his fist is too fast, just to prevent the first blow is already very reluctant, the second punch can’t block at all.”

“It’s not even too late to use the body technique…”

Ali II’s fist speed made Yudi feel extremely stressed.

Although the eyes can see clearly, the body cannot react.

The main thing is that the opponent’s fist is not only fast, but also powerful.

“Hehe, the current young people are really more powerful than one, do they want to shoot us old guys to death?”

Looking at Ali II in front of him, he couldn’t help but think of the ghost’s son Fan Ma Blade Tooth.

I thought of Mo Wen, whose strength soared like a rocket.

The smile on his face grew even more vicious.

“You young people, don’t think so easy to surpass us, come on boy! Let me see your strength! ”

Saying this, he slipped his hands into his pockets.

“Just call me.”

Seeing the foolish behavior, Ali II was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, he thought of Long Shuwen in the big ring match before.

Ali II’s expression sank, and the muscles of his whole body remained relaxed before exerting strength.

“You don’t have to say that.”

He leaned forward with his upper body slightly bent to sink his center of gravity.

Suddenly.

Like a cheetah that finds the right time to kill food, the figure quickly rushes forward.

The right fist was even faster than before.

Many disciples only felt a flash in front of them, and saw Ali II, who was originally standing a few meters away, suddenly come to his own curator.

Just when they thought their curator was going to be hit again.

Their expressions showed doubt.

Because Ali II’s fist stopped when it was still a centimeter away from the cheek of the foolish one-step man.

“How, how is it possible…”

Ali II’s pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn’t believe that he didn’t hit the foolish lone step.

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