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After the two stood in the reserve position, Chika Fujiwara signaled "The game begins!"

As the signal for the start of the game sounded, Table Wen Seven preemptively charged forward, and Qing Jin Qiu's right fist struck Angel heavily.

Angel kicked the ring with her feet on the ring, flying like a vaulting horse from the top of Biaowenqi's head to behind him, and said in a slightly cute voice: "I hate Wenqisang, I am so fierce as soon as I get up?"

One hit was missed, Form Seven did not stop, and immediately swept back with a punch, but Angel leaped back and dodged again, and then Angel took advantage of several backflips to jump onto the spring fence.

Looking at Angel on the spring fence, Form Seven was also quite helpless: "Don't even say that I am heavy, I still know how much your strength is. If you release the water for a moment, I am afraid I will immediately drink hate in your hands. Up."

"This way, meow, you still see it thoroughly."

With that said, Angel jumped into the air with the help of the elastic force of the spring fence, then stretched out her elbow, and fell sharply towards the number seven below.

"Death of falling star!"

Looking at Angel who was making the move, Wen Qi, who was born with weird strength, bulged all over his muscles, stood with his feet spread out, and raised his hands above his head, ready to parry.

"Good come! I won't evade, just let go!"

However, at the moment of contact with Angel, Biao Wenqi immediately regretted making such a choice.

An indescribable huge impact came from Angel's elbow, and the ring underneath Wen Qi's feet was cracked, and the cracks spread around like a spider web.

"What a heavy elbow! Such a heavy attack is not what a girl of your size should have, what have you done?"

"Don't say I am heavy!"

The attacked Angel turned around in midair, with her feet close together, and a drop kick from a wrestling kick slammed into the head of Form Seven.

Seeing Angel's offensive became fierce, and realizing that he was caught off guard by the thunder, he had to lean back and stagger on the ring to avoid Angel's kick.

After landing, Angel continued to chase and fight, and saw that she did not wait for Qiwen to get up, jumped into the air again, a forward somersault, her feet were drawn in the air for a round and a half, and she fell from the sky with the heels wearing boots. Table 7 on the ring.

Biaowen Seven didn't have time to get up, and in desperation, one turned dangerously and dangerously and escaped Angel's kick, and rolled to the corner of the ring, away from Angel.

Standing up and looking at the place where he was just now, a pit had cracked, and Wen Qi could not help but squeeze a cold sweat.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Angel had already caught up with her and struck him with another heavy fist.

"Little girl, don't give me an inch!"

Avoiding Angel's heavy fist on one side, Qiwen Qi flew up and kicked towards Angel.

As a reformed person, Angel reacted very sensitively to her nerves. At the moment when she appeared seven feet, she folded her hands in front of her to build a defense.

But that was the case, Angel was still slid back for a long distance by this kick.

Seeing that my strenuous kick only left a faint shoe print on Angel's arm, Wen Qi sighed deeply: "I am still somewhat confident in my own strength. If I change to another person, My kick is enough to kick off the arm they used to block. Are Sun Luo and your friends a monster?"

"That's it? But you are a bit rude to say that, Wen Qisang..."

When the voice fell, Angel rushed to the opposite Congwen Seven, and Congwen Seven waved his fists at Angel without hesitation, and fought her with one punch and one kick.

The power of the two can be said to be evenly matched. The sound of fists colliding with their bodies continuously spreads into the ears of the audience, shaking their hearts.

After a while, Angel suddenly statured and avoided a heavy punch from Form Seven, and then kicked one of Form Seven's foot off the ground with a sliding shovel.

The unstable Qiwen Qi lost his balance in an instant and fell to one side. At this time, Angel got up and hit his abdomen with an uppercut.Immediately after hitting his chin with the sole of his palm, while shaking his brain, he knocked him back and fell.

"I, Angel, just fifteen years old. I'm a kind of weird cute girl, not a monster!"

After finishing talking, Angel used the complicated tactics she called "Linkage" by virtue of her abnormal reflex nerves, and every fist that was equivalent to the power of nirvana tricks pouring toward the table seven without any regularity. Away.

Biaowen Seven, who had been beaten up, had no chance to evade at all. Although he relied on instinct to defend when his consciousness was dim, he still received several heavy blows, and the whole person was beaten to the spring fence.

After crashing into the spring fence, Form Seven was bounced in the direction of Angel by the spring fence. Faced with the returning Form Seven, Angel locked his throat with a golden hook without mercy, and then twisted it. Waist, DDT hit his head against the top of the ring.

With a sound of "Boom!", the face of Form Seven came into close contact with the ring, and the whole person was lying motionless on the ring.

In this regard, Angel did not care.

"Let's get drunk in the wonderful skills of Master Angel!"

She raised her right hand high and turned into a windmill.

"I shake!"

Then Angel swayed her body and came to the left of Form Seven with almost teleporting speed.

"I'm shaking!"

Then it appeared in the opposite direction to the previous one, and rounded the right hand with the people's elbow.

But at this moment, the seven eyes that had been looking at the blurred expression suddenly became clear, and one of them turned over and escaped Angel's elbow and rolled directly into the ring.

Perhaps it was too hard or deliberately, Angel's people's elbow smashed through the original position of Form 7 and opened a big hole in the ring.

With everyone's surprised eyes, Biaowen Seven shouted at Fujiwara Qianhua: "Quit! Quit it! Qianhuajiang I abstained! Our Soft Sword Department gave up!"

On the stage, Angel was very upset, her cute face collapsed instantly: "Wen Qisang! You should still retain your strength? Obviously you can continue to fight, why did you suddenly abstain?"

As Angel said, even though Wen Qi, who was clamoring to abstain, had bruises all over his body, he was still full of breath, and there was no sign of serious injury as before.

Form Seven waved his hand: "Even if you are beaten down by a serious injury? You still have 4 people. You can't win no matter how you think. If I can't win, why should I be a member of the official do it for Shen? At this point, it’s not worth it. I’ve already been on the field and injured, so that’s enough. The rest is to blame Shen himself for not being here."

After finishing speaking, Biao Wenqi waved his hand, and took the still bewildered Kanno Kagesou into the contestant channel.

On the side, after hearing the words of Form Seven, Fujiwara Chika was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and announced: "Blue party abstained, the 105th Tianran Budo Club won the World Comprehensive Martial Arts Club!"