Chapter 756: Muay Thai is fierce
Just when the Chinese boxer kicked to the eighth leg and finally ran out of breath and was ready to regain his breath.
The Muay Thai king's eyes flashed fiercely, his feet were wrong, and a straight punch of "snap" blasted out, heading straight to the back of the head of the Chinese boxer who was about to recover.
The roaring shouts from the audience were silent, only a few sporadic female screams, even those who bet on the Muay Thai king to win were shocked by the tragic sight of the Chinese boxer about to be hit by the Muay Thai king with a punch in the head.
The turn was too fast, too fast for everyone to accept.
But the Chinese boxer was not as weak as they thought, but a backward pout, dragged back left calf unbelievably bounced, like a frightened snake straight into the crotch of the attacking Muay Thai king.
"Okay" Chen Yunfa not only shouted in a low voice, the return pistol in this leg skill is really powerful, and it is really difficult to defend if it is not prepared. In other words, as long as he didn't want to exchange his injuries for his life, he could only dodge and give up this attack first, giving the enemy a chance to breathe.
The audience outside the stadium reacted and applauded, gamblers who are familiar with this Chinese boxer know that this is his trick, on this move, at least three boxers made a move, two of them were directly kicked balls, and they died of pain before they were carried to the hospital. A fighter who is a few points stronger than his kung fu, although many people know that he has this trick, but no one knows when he will come out, and those who are familiar with him do not dare to do their best when attacking, just to guard against this move.
And Ma Teng, who was in the ring, was aware of his own family affairs at this time, and was secretly complaining in his heart, this trick back horse pistol was forced to take out so early, it was really because he had no choice, the Muay Thai king did not show the slightest flaw at all, and he had exhausted most of his physical strength by kicking eight legs before, if he continued, after half a minute, without the other party's attack, he himself would have to exhaust his physical strength and raise his hand to surrender.
Forced to be helpless, he could only expose his flaws and lure the other party to attack, hoping that because the other party was not familiar with him, he would succeed in a sneak attack. Even if the sneak attack fails, just let him recover his breath, seize the opportunity of the opponent's dodge, and return to the offensive.
"This one is going to be finished." When everyone fell back into frenzied cheers, Liu Lang sighed slightly.
If it were him, he would have eighteen ways to let him die in the face of this trick of giving his back to his opponent. It's not like that. What's more, the reason why Muay Thai has been able to dominate Southeast Asia for a hundred years has its characteristics.
The Muay Thai king's reaction was beyond the expectations of the cheering gamblers, kicking him at the vital point without dodging or dodging, not retreating but advancing, and his fist still persistently struck forward.
The Chinese boxer also showed ruthlessness at this moment, his head was slammed off, his shoulder was raised, and he concentrated all his strength on his leg to push upward, trying to exchange injuries for injuries, and a punch in the shoulder would not kill anyone, but if the Muay Thai king was kicked by him, it was impossible to live.
With the leg strength of a Chinese boxer, even a wooden stake can be kicked to pieces, and it is useless to talk about the fragile little balls, for men, broken eggs mean death, there is no second possibility.
The Muay Thai king's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, his left leg bent up, and he slammed down with his knee, and his fist was even more strangely withdrawn, and he bent his elbow to smash the Chinese boxer's back. The Chinese boxer Ma Teng was shocked, his body twisted strangely, and he put his arms in front of him to protect his chest, and his calves were still kicked upwards like lightning.
With a muffled "bang", the Muay Thai king's knee and Ma Teng's left leg collided together, Ma Teng's face instantly changed color, he seemed to feel that he had kicked an iron plate, and there was a heart-rending pain in his feet.
With a "jam", Ma Teng's arms seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, and his small arms turned up strangely, and they were smashed alive.
In Ma Teng's frightened eyes, when he was about to open his mouth to shout, the Muay Thai king's eyes flashed hideously, and without hesitation, the elbow continued to fall, "stuck and rubbed", and the Chinese boxer who had lost the protection of his arms was hit in the chest by the iron elbow and fell to the ground.
The fleshy Muay Thai king didn't attack again, closing his fists and legs, his eyes looking around, standing proudly. He didn't take the opponent who had fallen to the ground in his eyes at all, showing great confidence.
The Chinese boxer who had fallen to the ground was convulsed all over his body, his mouth kept spitting out blood, and with the weakness of his arm slipping down, a large depression appeared in the chest strangely.
There was a silence in the audience, no matter who it was, could not have predicted this result, even those who bet on the Muay Thai champion, they did not expect the fight to end so quickly.
The total number of seconds before and after is no more than forty seconds, minus the temptation of each other in front, the real fighting process is only about ten seconds, and the Shadowless God Leg from Huaxia can be regarded as being killed in seconds.
Whether it is a spike or not, it means that the Chinese boxers have lost, and it also means that most of the people present have lost, including the 300,000 US dollars in cash that Liu Lang bet.
There was a lot of scolding at the scene, especially the sound of "FUCK", which carried a lot of the word "CHINA".
Obviously, these Americans who lost their gambling not only blamed the Chinese boxers for their gambling losses, but also turned their anger to China.
The little waiter Zhou Dapeng's eyes flashed with anger, but he was more helpless, don't look at the world of the Chinese, but these Americans are guests and financiers, even if they control the Chinese here, they can't do anything to others.
Especially thinking that it was his suggestion that caused the fat fellow to lose a lot of money, Zhou Dapeng was extremely sorry for Liu Lang and his party.
At this time, a piercing shout of "China people, the sick man of East Asia" came from five or six meters away.
A few people looked back, and the few Japanese who had been honest before were chattering again, although they were afraid of the American cousin who was an American high society person at first glance, their faces were not facing this side, but the insult that deliberately raised the volume was obviously said to Liu Lang and a few Chinese.
"The one who pounces on the mother, owes a beating." Zhou Dapeng, who was already extremely guilty in his heart, was furious, and just jumped up to find trouble with those Japanese, but Liu Lang stretched out his hand and grabbed him.
"It's just a few little devils, I'll clean them up when we get out later." The smile on Liu Lang's face remained unchanged.
This made Zhou Dapeng even more depressed, even he, a Chinese who was born in the United States and had never even seen his parents' hometown of China, couldn't bear to hear the obviously insulting words of China and the sick man of East Asia, why did this wealthy fellow endure it?
Liu Lang's statement of going out and cleaning them up again is more like a street quarrel in Zhou Dapeng's eyes, but in fact, in the end, it is just over.
Only those who know Liu Lang know that if he says that he will clean them up when he goes out, then he will definitely clean them up.
Especially Chen Yunfa, who knew Liu Tuanzuo best, felt the deep murderous intent hidden under the smiling eyes of the head of the Tuanzuo.
If nothing else, those bold little devils will never see the sun tomorrow.
Liu Tuanzuo, who has two lifetimes of hatred for the island country, has never shown mercy to the Japanese in this period.