Seventy-second Round: Three hundred rounds of battle

Then why don't we make a bet too? I bet that Cheng Feng won, and the two of them will have to fight for at least 200 rounds, and I persuade Liu Ye to find a place to squint. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ะจะฉะฉ.(7)(9)XS.ัะžะœ.

"Are you sure?" He looked at it incredulously. Although Liu Mazi also knows that Ma Chengfeng has good skills, compared with this reckless man on the grassland, one is in the sky and the other is underground, and he doesn't believe that he can hold it for so long.

"Okay, don't worry about it, come here, drink with me." Na Xiu looked relieved, as if he had predicted that Ma Cheng would win.

A gong sounded, and the battle began.

Yun Qiang's tiger carried the bear's waist, and the big slap slapped straight to the 'chest', and there was a snapping movement on the 'meat' block of the strong big muscle. He deliberately pressed the chassis very low, staring at Ma Chengfeng, who was more than ten meters away, arrogantly and provocatively. "Come on! Brat! Let me teach you how to be a person! Come on! โ€

"Huh...... Are you coming? How? Are you afraid of me? Ma Chengfeng was unmoved, smiling confidently.

"Brother Qiang! Kill him! Let him know that our Chahar men are powerful! His men shouted.

Yun Qiang roared angrily, opened his arms and rushed towards Ma Chengfeng. This man really has a lot of brute strength, just look at the big muscle 'meat' on his shoulders are swollen with green tendons, it is estimated that this time he will be pinched by his arms, and Ma Chengfeng's small bones will have to be strangled.

Ma Chengfeng swept with the corner of his eye, and saw that this guy was menacing, when he was still three meters away from him, his toes touched the ground, and he jumped up with a bang, this jump was three or four meters high, and the whole person rolled at a 360 degree in mid-air, and when he fell, he kicked Yun Qiang's shoulder with his right foot, and with this reaction force, he fell behind him lightly.

Dozens of people present were stunned, this kid was too fast, as if he was a cat lurking in the night, and there was no movement under his feet when he landed. It's just that Yun is strong and strong, and he was kicked by Ma Chengfeng as if he was tickled, and he was unconscious.

He stood up, rubbed his back hand on his shoulder, and said arrogantly: "Hmph! Are you tickling Lao Tzu? Come on, don't you have a knife? With a knife! โ€

Ma Chengfeng still kept a safe distance from him, and he smiled slightly: "It's not the time to use a knife yet, don't cry after a while, take your time, Brother Ma has kung fu to play with you today!" โ€

"Made, I think you're blowing too much, right?" Yun Qiang rounded his fist and rushed towards Ma Chengfeng again.

As soon as Ma Chengfeng lowered his head, he turned into a ghost and rubbed under his squeaky socket, and did not forget to reach out and pull off a few of his armpit 'hairs'.

"Yun Qiang, look, what is this? You have a good eye on the root of your life, otherwise Brother Pony will not pay attention for a while, and then let you cut off your children and grandchildren? Ma Chengfeng blew those black 'hairs' into the air, and he smiled.

Yun Qiang has almost won every game since his debut, and he has rarely encountered opponents on the Chahar steppe, and he has never suffered such a shameful humiliation, so he naturally refuses to give up. He was completely 'provoked' by Ma Chengfeng, and this time he didn't even bother to scold, and turned around and gave Ma Chengfeng a bear hug. The result can be imagined, Ma Chengfeng's thousands of miles under his feet are not vegetarians, and he dodged again.

The two of them chased one and the other hid, just like the eagles and chickens that children played when they were children. In the blink of an eye, thirty or forty rounds were played.

It doesn't matter how many rounds it takes, it doesn't count, fights and fights, and the two sides shoot together to call it a fight, which is only a round, but Ma Chengfeng basically doesn't fight back, and the mind of a 'door' is to hide, and after each round, Yun Qiang will find that they always maintain a safe distance, and they can't rely on it at all. didn't beat Ma Chengfeng for half a while, but he was covered in footprints, either he was mentioned to the 'chest' or kicked in the face, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Little bunny, did you fight like that? Are you a pure man? Do you have the ability to do it with me? He scolded his mother angrily.

"I can't beat you, of course I'm going to hide. But if you want to win, you'll have to knock me down, and you'll have to do it for you. Ma Chengfeng hugged his shoulders and laughed.

"I don't believe I can't catch you? I'm going to see how good your skinny little bunny has endurance, and I'll see how long you can hide! โ€

Yun Qiang is a tendon, and if he recognizes the right things, he will be more serious with himself. On the prairie, when men have conflicts over trivial matters, they will wrestle one-on-one and solve problems by force, and those like Ma Chengfeng who only dodge and do not fight will be ridiculed. Yun Qiang had never fought with such a person, thinking that he was big and could control the other party with great strength and strength.

But he was wrong, he wanted to compare his endurance with Ma Chengfeng? If he's Nahea, maybe he'll be able to try.

Half an hour passed, and the brothers who were shouting on the side were hoarse, and Yun Qiang was panting with his hands on his knees. Ma Chengfeng still has a hippie smile on his face, and he always keeps a distance of about ten meters from him. After hundreds of rounds, he didn't even touch Ma Chengfeng's clothes.

"Yun Qiang, don't you have stamina? Such a big man has grown white, are you not married? I advise you not to spoil other girls, just this stamina...... Tut-tut...... Marrying anyone is equivalent to making the family stay alive and widowed! Ma Chengfeng provoked.

"You!! You're a fart! The grassland man had a hot temper, and Yun Qiang roared angrily and rushed forward again......

Under the big willow tree by the lakeside, the little face was flushed with drink, and he hiccuped, and asked Liu Mazi how many rounds he had? Liu Mazi was also a little tired of watching, and at first he pinched a cold sweat for Ma Chengfeng, but after watching it for so long, he realized that he was too worried, doesn't there be an old saying? "Two tigers must be injured when they fight", the premise is that both are fierce tigers, and no one wants to give in to each other. Yun Qiang is a tiger, and Ma Chengfeng is a thin bird flying in the sky, no matter how powerful the tiger is, it can't catch the bird.

"More than a hundred rounds, ouch, I'm sleepy...... When is it a head? He yawned.

"Oh, I guess it's coming soon." Na Xuan stretched and stood up.

Over there, the two of them were still circling, Yun Qiang's movements were getting slower and slower, sweating profusely, and both 'legs' and stomachs were trembling slightly. In the face of an opponent like Ma Chengfeng, even if you have the power of the sky, there is nowhere to use it, and every time you move, you consume your energy in vain. He has a hot temper and cannot be humiliated, and he is still not convinced after tossing for so long.

Na Xiu pushed away the crowd and shouted, "Brother, I'm hungry, you're almost done there, right?" โ€

Ma Chengfeng jumped high, dodged Yun Qiang's iron fist, and landed in front of Na Xiu, without taking a breath, and replied: "That brother is in a hurry?" Well, it's time to settle the battle. Uncle Mazi, let the brothers at the dock prepare a celebration banquet for us! โ€