Ultimate Master

Jin Xiaoling faltered.

When Kessel stood firm in front of me, it meant that the solution of this fight was inevitable.

Zhang yabing and Jin Xiaoling, as well as the manager, all tried to persuade me. But the enmity between Kaiser and I was not accumulated in a day or two. How can we say that we should strike the war?

Mike over there is also persuading him, but I believe that Kessel is in the same mood as I am, eager to satisfy his vanity and conquest with his fist.

I took off my coat in public, leaving only a shoulder vest on it, and felt the strength of my muscles reached its peak. He stripped off his upper body three times, five times and two times, and his golden curly chest hair grew wantonly, shielding his originally tangled muscles. However, it added to the horror of his body. His muscles were beautiful and thick, just like a bodybuilder. The two of us stood together, and the gap was obvious. He was obviously bigger than me, and his arms were much thicker. As soon as he exerted his strength, his original broad chest circumference suddenly seemed to be saturated, and the muscles of his body reached the excited state. In particular, the eight muscles on the abdomen, in the light of the light is particularly shaped, concave and convex body-building feel incredible.

It can be seen that he, like me, has been exercising all the time recently, otherwise his muscles would not have been so strong.

To be sure, at this moment, I can't believe it's true. Maybe it's a gift from God. I've always wanted to get revenge on Kathleen, but I haven't had a chance. To this day, he unexpectedly came to the hiterong hotel under my jurisdiction for no reason!

Isn't this a gift from heaven?

Of course I won't miss it. I'm going to use facts to make Kessel understand some truth and let him know that justice will conquer evil sooner or later!

But surprisingly, when Kessel was just getting ready for the fight, he suddenly belched again, and then he bowed in front of his body and ejected a lot of dirty things from his mouth It stinks.

I gave a wry smile and thought to myself, Kathleen is drinking too much now. I'm going to have a contest with him. Is it a bit of a bully?

But when Mike saw that Kessel vomited, he quickly stepped forward to hold him, and at the same time he called out to me: "Zhao Yunlong, cancel, cancel, Kessel. He has drunk too much, he needs rest. What's the use of defeating him now?"

What Mike said is reasonable, but the enmity between me and Kathleen has been more than just a matter of winning or losing. It has accumulated into a deep hatred. He hates me and I hate him.

In fact, I didn't hate him, but he irritated me and offended me again and again. My patience for him has already reached the limit.

But he was also a man. He took some pieces of paper from his pocket, wiped the corners of his mouth, pushed Mike away with his arm, and said, "I'm ok. Let's see how I teach Zhao Yunlong a lesson! Look at this wonderful play, it will be very enjoyable

Kessel shook his head confidently, then rubbed the zenith with his hands, as if to force himself to pull himself together.

We looked at each other with contempt and hostility.

Although a man has not fought, his momentum must not be defeated first.

This is very clear to both Kessel and I.

So the two of us, four eyes swung round together, no one dared to blink one more eye. Though he drank too much, his arrogance and belligerence did not abate.

In this moment, the surrounding air seemed to be frozen. The hotel staff, including Mike, who were watching the battle, were all attentive to kather and me. They did not dare to breathe. In their hearts, they had their own worries and thoughts.

Kessel shook his fists slightly in front of me three or four meters away, but did not move.

Maybe he still despises me a little, maybe he wants to find a flaw in my offensive moves and defeat me in one fell swoop. In a word, he was like a sculpture, motionless, as if to give me the chance to take the lead in the attack.

To tell you the truth, the difference in size and strength between me and Kessel is obvious, and in the past few actual combat process, I have never won Kessel. But it doesn't mean that I have no advantage. First of all, he must be proud of his winning streak! Secondly, if he drinks too much today, no matter how strong he is, he will certainly react much slower than usual. He can't be as vigorous as usual. In this way, his figure and strength are two of his best advantages over me. But I still can't belittle the enemy. After all, with his arrogant personality, he should have taken the lead to defeat me in the shortest possible time. Only in this way can he show his strength. But he is still standing still. Obviously, he doesn't even want to use up his precious physical strength by taking the initiative to attack. He is just waiting for me to deliver the goods. Is this a change in his tactics, or is there something guilty hidden in his rigid appearance?

I'm the only one to break the ice.

I went forward quickly, waving my right arm at Kathleen with a swift and powerful punch.It's a straight punch. Go in the middle and take his face.

If he doesn't dodge or block, I can at least hit him with a blooming face and moderate concussion. But Kathleen was no ordinary person. I couldn't have hit him so easily.

The reason why Kessel chose to stand at a distance of three or four meters from me is that he is sure that he can judge and counter my attack within this distance.

However, he never thought that my explosive power at this time was so amazing - almost in a moment, I entered the effective attack range from the start. When he responded, my fist was close at hand.

But in any case, Kessel is also a veteran of vertical and horizontal boxing for many years. He has rich experience. Needless to say, his reaction and skill are also first-class. With a slight frown on his brow, he quickly blocked with his fist and deflected his face to avoid my fatal blow.

Almost as he raised his fist to protect his face, I had another punch.

Although his absolute strength is far better than mine, it is very difficult for him to fight with all his strength and speed.

Naturally, Kessel's hasty move did not stop my attack. At best, he made me change my attack strategy.

A cross hook followed by a quick flight to Kessel's head. I don't know why, I have an extremely urgent feeling that I want to defeat him as soon as possible.

And this kind of urgent impulse, seems to have been entangled for a long time. Today, it's like an atomic bomb.

But Kessel also quickly found the state, he did not choose to continue with my close to hand combat, but lost the opportunity to flexibly step back, open the distance.

He even began to use his leg - sweeping and kicking.

His sweeping and kicking action is very fast, and I just dodge blindly. I think the most effective way to fight an opponent who is stronger than myself is to use the wrestling method or inch fist close at hand, and use the advantages of Chinese Kungfu to restrain the weaknesses of the other side.

After I decided on the tactics, I turned around Kathleen, who at first turned around with me and kept facing me. But after two laps, he didn't even turn around. I took advantage of the gap between his back and me, took a stab step forward and punched him in the back of his head.

Because Kathleen turned his back to me, and when my fist was about to hit him in the head, he suddenly turned around and hit me in the face with a straight punch. I was the first to hit him in the head, but he even started later. Before I hit him, the fist had already blown into my face.

I quickly bowed my head, trying to avoid his fist. Unexpectedly, his fist was pressed down and turned into a hook in the middle and hit me on the shoulder.

"Bang!" Sit down on the ground as I squat.

Then, he took advantage of the opportunity to use his left hand to put out a hook, really came to my face.

He's very powerful. If I hit him, my nose will collapse.

I dare to lie back tightly behind him to avoid his fists. At the same time, I put both hands on the ground and kick both legs together. He didn't stand firm at once. He knelt on the ground and stretched his right hand down to support the ground. I stretched my right foot to kick his foot. Before I stepped on it, I was beaten by his left fist on the lower leg of his right foot. My leg was like being hit by a hammer. The pain was unbearable and his strength was great I'll just roll away.

But Kessel was not much better, and his feet groaned after I attacked him.

Both of us knelt on the ground and kneaded our legs quickly.

Then we almost stood up again, although the leg pain, but this time I feel much better.

To be sure, I didn't expect that this Kessel could be so agile and powerful even when he was drunk, which made me dare not underestimate it.

Then Kessel stabbed again. I deftly avoided his straight fist, and put my arms around his waist, and lifted him up to try to throw him to the ground.

But before I raised him over my shoulder, I felt that he hit me on the back with his hands and fists, and he would directly hit me on the floor.

My hands slipped from his waist to his legs, and I felt his calf move, trying to break my lock.

I quickly put my hands together, hugged his calf to my arms, and fell on his back.

Then I quickly ran over to ride on his stomach, according to his face is two fists, fist hit him in the face of the feeling let me exuberant, damn, cool!

But the hotel staff, even Mike, were stunned!

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