Galactic Garbage Station

Watching Kimurai fly out like a sandbag, and then lay on the ground like a dead dog, the audience, both live and in the live broadcast room, was noisy. The whole process just now could not be described as combat, but as unilateral crushing. Especially Su Zheng's last blow, like a bull demon's top corner, more than 150 kg of body, flying three or four meters out of the sky, is terrible.

“This is Bull Demon Fist, so powerful. ”

“Karate is weak compared to boxing. ”

“China's martial arts are really big and profound. ”

“It makes me itchy, and I want to learn. ”

“I don't know if it's hard to learn. ”

The scene where Su Jun just flew Kimura Well out of the air was deeply printed into the minds of many people, who were shocked and somewhat stupidly moved. It would be nice to think of yourself as a cow.

Ou Qingsong and other members of the pavilion returned to God and ran over to lift Kimura well to see how he was wounded. Kimura well was found to be brutally swollen, with two or three broken sternums, very seriously injured and forced to be angry. Yo-Yo woke up to Kimurai, also angry with shame.

“Su Xiao, you have gone too far. ”

“It's just a fight, you're too heavy. ”

They rushed to anger. A large group of people forced Su Zheng. Thirty or forty people were huge and terrible. In fact, they were angry not only because Kimura Well had been so badly injured, but also because the loss was too tragic and shameful, so that it would be difficult to raise their heads again in the future.

“Why? Can't you lose? You provoked him first, now you lose your temper, and you want to bully him with less?” Huo Feiyun, Cai Wufeng, Ji Xiaoting and others stepped forward and stood beside Su Xiaoting.

“With less bullying, you will not leave safely today.” The members of the Jinghongdao Hall laughed.

“Come on, I thought we were afraid of you.” Huo Feiyun snorted coldly. Although there are few people on their side, none of them came here to save oil. With Su Xiao leading the way, there is no need to fear opposition at all.

“I'm the one who's challenged. What's the fuss?” Su Feiyun smiled and stopped Huo Feiyun and others. Let Huo Feiyun and others be stunned. What does this mean, let them not do it, then he will deal with it alone? Are you kidding me? There are 30 or 40 of them. Even if they were stronger, they couldn't have singled them out. They all thought they heard wrong. But before they could react, Su Xiao suddenly rushed forward and said, “The explanation of boxing just now, I don't think a lot of people could see it completely, now I'm going to show it all over again. ”

Everyone jumped. Huo Feiyun, Cai Wufeng and others were about to rush up to help. The next moment, however, they saw an incredible scene. Su Zheng broke into the crowd alone. He actually ran into the crowd like a bull demon. A dojo member sandbag was hit. The members of the dojo were not naturally immobile. They launched an attack with anger. Regardless of the rules, a group of people beat Su Su Zheng. However, Su Zheng wandered between his countless fists and feet, and there was still more than a swimming blade. As he said, every part of his body was used for defense, every part of his body, and could be used for attack. With the thumping and screaming, one Taoist member after another was beaten, severely traumatized and unable to climb.

Turning his eyes, three minutes later, only Su Zheng stood inside the Taoist Hall. All the members of the Jinghong Taoist Hall fell around to mourn. Even if they could barely stand, they would not dare to stand up. They looked at Su Zheng. The anger in their eyes had long disappeared, leaving only endless fright. Ou Qingsong and Kimura wellbore are even more frightened, their faces are white, their backs are cold, and their hearts think that they are causing this is a demon?

Shi Qing, Huo Feiyun, Cai Wufeng, Ji Xiaoting, and outside the Taoist Hall, Wang Yan and Mu Ting in the Audi car are all stunned. The audience, both live and in the live broadcast room, including those journalists, is dead silent.

It took three seconds for the discourse to burst into shock.

“Oh, my God, I saw something. ”

“Thirty or forty men at a time, all martial artists practicing karate. ”

“Look at Su Xian. Not only is he intact, but he doesn't seem to breathe much. ”

“Damn it, it turns out he's a godlike man. ”

“This is horrible. It's incredible. ”

“I've made up my mind, and I'm going to learn this bull demon to punch hard. ”

“I also have to learn, so good a boxing technique, rarely will Brother Zheng be made public, it would be a shame not to practice. ”

If the defeat of Kimura well before has caused shock to everyone, then the scene of choosing 30 or 40 people is to expand the shock by a factor of 34, it is bloody and shocking.

At the same time, this video, this news, was quickly spread online, so that people who didn't watch it live could see it. Then he was shocked, and the man who was like God was not blown out.

“Master, the battle has turned out.” Huo Hongyang was practicing boxing, and several disciples rushed in and looked excited.

“Has Po won?” Huo Hongyang calmed down. In fact, he was still a little nervous in his heart. He feared if Su Zheng lost.

“It's not just about winning, but… see for yourself.” Turn on the live video by handing over a few bottoms. After watching, Huo Feiyun took a deep breath and couldn't hide his shock.

“Su Jing and Kimurai's rivalry should have come out.” In a Taekwondo pavilion, Jinchi and the members of the martial arts pavilion, just after training, I couldn't wait to open the computer to see the results of Su and Kimurai's battle. Su Zheng failed that day, making it really difficult for him to accept it. He can't really see where Su Zheng is powerful after watching the video of Biwu.

Now that his injuries have been healed and his body has been restored to its optimal state, he wants to find a time to challenge Su Yan again, a shame before the snow. However, since someone challenged Su Qian first, it just so happens that knowing and knowing each other will prevail.

“Dude, the last time you lost to him, it was just because you were in bad shape. You challenged the other members of the Limit Museum the other day, your strength was exhausted, the guy was completely defenceless, otherwise he would certainly not be your opponent. I just hope he doesn't get beaten up. I can fight Brother Bo some other day and let Brother Bo beat him up again.” Several members of the pavilion praised, and Zuo Xian was among them. Zuo Xian is now afraid to look down on Chinese martial arts. Even his heart can't help but think about it. He is still very sophisticated in Chinese martial arts, but with Jinchi, he naturally does not dare to show it.

“Huh.” Jinchi laughed and laughed. Turn on the computer and watch the news online, because the news video has been headlined, so it was quickly found. Jinchi opened the video to watch. When Kimurai was beaten like a sandbag, they looked ugly. When they saw Su Xiao picking 30 or 40 people, they looked pale and had no blood on them.

“... Brother, do you still want to challenge this Su?” A young librarian was somewhat concerned, afraid that Jinchi would challenge Su, not only to be maimed, but also to bring disaster to the Taoist pavilion.

“Challenge my ass.” Jinchi became angry with shame and slapped the young librarian. The other unrelated members, looking at the young librarian like an idiot, idiot, you, you don't have to ask? They had more palpitations in their hearts. Nima was fortunate that someone was quick enough to get on first and challenge Su Qian first. Otherwise, Brother Qian challenged Su Qian and invited him to the Taoist Hall. That would be terrible. Think about it. He was cold.