The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Casually, Ruan Zixiong swept a leg towards Zhang Yuze. Judging from the speed of the leg and the sound of it cutting through the air, Zhang Yuze determined that this kick probably carried hundreds of pounds of force. However, when it came to speed, Zhang Yuze was not afraid of him. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuze dodged it.

But this was just Ruan Zixiong's opening move. He twisted his body and shifted his stance, already reaching Zhang Yuze's right side, throwing an upward punch, aiming to strike Zhang Yuze's jaw. At the same time, his other hand joined his fingers together, channeling force into his palm, silently thrusting towards Zhang Yuze's chest.

Zhang Yuze frowned, his arm quickly raised, blocking the incredibly powerful hook punch, his body shaking uncontrollably. Simultaneously, his body flashed horizontally, dodging the silent thrust. But Ruan Zixiong chuckled, taking several steps, his body swaying, already in front of Zhang Yuze, attacking like lightning, several heavy punches constantly smashing towards Zhang Yuze's body.

In just a few minutes, the two had put on such a wonderful fight, making the audience cheer with excitement. It was just that the speed of the two was too fast. Apart from a few people, very few could clearly see their movements in a coherent manner.

His footsteps rapidly retreated, taking several steps back, Zhang Yuze just managed to dodge Ruan Zixiong's whistling fists. At the same time, Zhang Yuze also borrowed the force of this retreat, lifting a foot, heading straight for Ruan Zixiong's chest and chin. Seeing the punch miss, Ruan Zixiong immediately moved his hand downwards, blocking Zhang Yuze's upward kick.

Zhang Yuze sneered, his foot "stamping" down, his body leaving the ground, a back旋踢 sweeping towards Ruan Zixiong's chin.

Although Ruan Zixiong practiced external hard training, his reaction speed was definitely not slow. Suddenly, he reached out like lightning, grabbing towards Zhang Yuze's attacking leg.

Zhang Yuze did not expect that he would suddenly make this move, his leg actually being caught squarely.

This sudden change shocked everyone present. Jian Yumin and Liu Mengting couldn't help but exclaim in alarm. They couldn't help but start to worry about Zhang Yuze. If he was thrown out like this, Zhang Yuze would be in trouble!

Chen Jialong sat on the stands, his palms full of sweat, seemingly also worried about Zhang Yuze.

"Zhichao, what do you think of the chances of these two people winning?" Lu Tianming, seeing this scene, suddenly looked at Fang Zhichao, who had been silent on the side, and said.

"These two people have their own characteristics, it's hard to tell for now, but with the current situation, this kid Zhang Yuze is probably at a disadvantage," Fang Zhichao said with a faint smile.

"Is that so! Then let's make a bet. You must be betting on Ruan Zixiong winning now. Then I'll do the opposite and bet that Zhang Yuze will win in the end. As for the bet! It's your aunt's Mercedes-Benz E350 that she bought for you from abroad. Lend it to me for two days. If I lose, I'll lend you the Thai boxing classic album that you've been coveting for you to copy. How about it? You also know that among so many of our brothers, you are the only one living a good life. You are all car owners. Unlike our brothers, don't even mention sports cars, even our pocket money is not enough to eat out. It's really tragic!" Lu Tianming said, looking at Fang Zhichao with a smile.