Village Doctor's Magic Hands

Qin Wanrou was very nervous when she followed Zhao Sanjin. She wanted to let Zhao Sanjin lose and let Maung Bobang beat this guy up to vent her hatred. But at the same time, she stared at the black leather bag in Maung Bobang's hand and worried that Zhao Sanjin would lose 10000, so she couldn't get Tian Qiu's criminal evidence.

In his wild thoughts, he soon came to the center of the martial arts hall!

Around them, hundreds of students consciously centered on Zhao Sanjin and Maung Bobang, surrounded them into a circle with a diameter of more than ten meters. They sat on the ground on the inner and outer floors, just like watching a movie. Their eyes widened and their faces were full of expectation.

Xiao batian strode between Zhao Sanjin and Maung Bobang and proposed: "there must be a rule for any martial arts competition, at least not to cause human life. At the same time, the police comrades are also there. In my opinion, if the two brothers don't mind, let me be a referee for you?"

Zhao nodded and said, "yes."

"Whatever." Maung Po Bong's eagle Falcon sharp eyes didn't bother to look at Xiao batian at all. He stared at Zhao Sanjin directly and said coldly, "you can be a referee, but you don't have eyes. I won't be responsible for being hurt or disabled by the fish in the pond."

Xiao batian's face turned black and said with a little embarrassment: "don't worry, brother. Although I can't beat you, it should be no problem to avoid."

"Less nonsense, come on."

Maung Bobang stepped back a few steps and opened a distance of about two meters with Zhao Sanjin. As soon as he threw the black leather bag aside, he couldn't wait to put on a fighting posture.

Zhao Sankin smiled faintly and motioned to Qin Wanrou: "officer Qin, don't be silly. Those things are already yours."

"Ah?" Qin Wanrou was stunned.

Zhao sanking said, "go and check whether the things inside are true or false. After you check them, we should also fight almost."

"Good!"

Qin Wanrou nodded and immediately went to pick up the black leather bag.

Maung Bobang heard the dialogue between Zhao Sanjin and Qin Wanrou, but he didn't stop it. The reason is very simple. He personally stole the evidence just to fight with Zhao Sanjin. Now the battle is imminent, and the bullshit evidence has completely lost its effect on him.

Looking at Qin Wanrou picking up the black leather bag and walking to the group of students, Zhao Sanjin twisted his neck, widened his chest, shook his legs, then coughed and said, "come on, let me see how many kilograms you have."

"Ready... Start!"

Xiao batian raised his right hand and stood between the two men. Seeing that they were all ready, he took a few steps back and quickly withdrew from the battle circle.

Whoosh!

As soon as Xiao batian got a firm foothold, he saw a flash of the dark shadow in front of him, and Maung Bobang attacked quickly. He rushed to Zhao Sanjin with an arrow step. After jumping half the distance with a few steps, the bottom of his foot kicked fiercely, and the whole person jumped up. He swung his fist that had already been held into an iron block and smashed Zhao Sanjin from top to bottom.

Maung Bobang is extremely vicious. The best thing is to attack!

The fist was as fast as electricity and as fierce as a tiger. In addition to Maung Bobang's strength, it was also attached with a powerful diving force. Seeing the potential, almost everyone was stunned, including Xiao batian.

Enlarge as soon as you come up?

Shit, that's fucking fierce!

Zhao Sanjin's pupils shrunk slightly, and he was also surprised at the bottom of his heart, but he hummed secretly and didn't show any panic. He bent his knees and squatted slightly to avoid Maung Bobang's fist. Then he turned sideways and walked around behind him close to Maung Bobang's body.

Bang!

Upon landing, Maung Bobang knelt on the floor on one knee. With a loud noise, his fist hit the place where Zhao Sanjin had just stood. The wooden floor was shocked violently and was immediately hit with a dazzling pit.

"My God!"

There were sighs everywhere. All the students around were numb. They were all martial arts practitioners. Naturally, they knew how strong the punch represented.

Zhao Sanjin dared not slacken and reserve the slightest bit when fighting with experts at the level of Maung Bobang.

Before Maung Bobang stood up, Zhao Sankin raised his leg and kicked his back.

Maung Bobang seemed to have expected that he would not hit, and Zhao Sanjin would fight back like this, so he moved his ears slightly, rolled forward in situ, and stood upright.

"Continue!"

Zhao Sankin's foot failed, and his toe just touched the floor. Then he caught up with Maung Bobang with an arrow. At the moment when Maung Bobang stood up, he punched out and aimed at Maung Bobang's chest.

"Well come!"

Maung Bobang's reaction was very fast. He smiled coldly, and his body tilted slightly to avoid Zhao Sanjin's fist. At the same time, the five fingers of his right hand spread out, instantly turned into a pair of iron claws, and explored his hand to catch Zhao Sanjin's wrist.

This time, Zhao Sanjin didn't hide and let Maung Bobang catch his right hand. He took the opportunity to take a step forward, suddenly raised his legs, and hit Maung Bobang's lower abdomen with a sharp knee.

This is actually a losing game.

If you let Maung Bobang succeed, with his arm and wrist strength, even if you can't crush Zhao Sanjin's wrist bone like the teacher just taught, at least Zhao Sanjin's right hand can lose some combat effectiveness in a short time!

Accordingly, if Zhao Sanjin's knee top is fulfilled, he is 80% sure to subdue Maung Bobang within the next few moves!

The master fights, wins and loses, often only in one thought!

In the lightning flint, Maung Bobang had no spare time to weigh the pros and cons. Almost out of instinct, he loosened Zhao Sanjin's wrist and quickly stepped back.

"Wait!"

Zhao Sankin was secretly pleased and drank coldly. He took a step forward with his raised right leg, caught up with Maung Bobang, squatted down directly and swung his left leg, which was a gorgeous sweeping leg.

Splash!

As Zhao Sanjin expected, the effect of this series of attacks was good. The last sweep leg was successful and put Maung Bobang down on the spot.

However, it was not easy for Zhao Sanjin to gain a little advantage. Instead of being complacent, he pursued the victory. Just like the first move of Maung Bobang just now, the soles of his feet suddenly made a force and kicked fiercely. The whole person jumped up like a frog, jumped more than one meter high, quickly jumped on Maung Bobang who fell on the floor, raised his arms and took advantage of the force of falling, An elbow hit Maung Po Bong's chest.

Seeing the situation, Maung Bobang flashed a cold light between his eyebrows, quickly turned over and rolled aside for two meters.

Bang!

Zhao sank sideways and fell to the original position of Maung Bobang. The elbow hit the floor. Like Maung Bobang's iron fist just now, with a harsh crisp sound, he hit a pit on the wooden floor again.

Then the two stood up at the same time.

The two men were two meters away. After playing for a long time, they didn't get a result. Instead, they smashed two small holes in the floor. Now, they almost returned to the state before the fight, but changed their positions with each other.

People with a clear eye can see that in the first round of competition, Zhao Sanjin has a slight advantage. If judged according to the formal competition rules, Zhao Sanjin wins with points without being Ko by his opponent.

But obviously, the game has just begun and is far from over.

Looking at the two striking pits on the floor, it is difficult to add the shock at the bottom of the hearts of the students around them. One fist, one pit, one elbow, one pit. With such strong combat effectiveness and destructive power, they dare not even think about it at ordinary times, but now, it really happened in front of them.

Change state!

Not to mention the students who met Zhao Sanjin for the first time, even Qin Wanrou, who chased Zhao Sanjin behind his ass every day, never thought that Zhao Sanjin had a beaten face and a shameless mouth, but his body was hidden, with a bull like kung fu and a pair of iron fists.

Just as the old saying goes: people can't judge by appearance, and the sea can't be measured!

Qin Wanrou now believes that Zhao Sanjin used to be a soldier in the army. Moreover, whether Zhao Sanjin raises pigs or not, his kung fu is comparable to those real special forces.

"Good! Good fight! I really didn't read you wrong!"

Although Maung Bobang just lost the wind and was almost hit by Zhao Sanjin, he not only didn't have the slightest anger and discouragement, but also seemed more excited than Zhao Sanjin. He spit hard and said with a loud smile: "come again!"

Words fall.

Maung Bobang once again waved his fist and jumped at Zhao Sanjin.

"Come on, who's afraid of you? Who's the grandson!" Zhao Sanjin scolded secretly. He also clenched a pair of iron fists and went up head-on

……

Zhao Sanjin and Maung Bobang were equal in strength. They were entangled and fought together. With bursts of crackling sound of wrong fists and feet, they fought for more than ten minutes, but they were stunned that they couldn't tell the outcome.

While everyone focused on Zhao Sanjin and Maung Bobang, the door of the judo hall was suddenly pushed open and two people, old and young, came in side by side.

The old man looked at last year's manicure, his hair was half white, his forehead and sideburns were covered with wrinkles, and his face was calm with a faint smile.

The young man is a girl in her twenties. She has short hair and a white face. She is wearing a set of thin jeans. She looks elegant and capable.

The girl took the old man's arm and walked slowly into the martial arts hall. When she saw the scene in the martial arts hall, the two looked at each other and were slightly stunned.

When she recovered, the girl picked her eyebrows and said, "hum, Grandpa, you teach me every day that you can't fight! You can't fight! But Uncle Xiao pulled outsiders into the judo hall while we went out to dinner!"

The old man looked at Zhao Sanjin and Maung Bobang, who were struggling desperately in the middle of the crowd, gently shook his head and said with a smile: "Naizi, these two boys have good Kung Fu. Help me over and we'll have a fun."