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Chapter 9 Little Pearl Cup Martial Arts Competition(2/2)

This is not an amateur mid-level at all!

Even at the amateur high-level position, it would not be possible to take him with a straight punch without trembling, like a wall of iron.

It was a while, and Gaotu's thinking turned around in an instant, but his left hand was not idle either. His right hand shrank slightly, and his left hand clenched his fist and thrust hard from above!

Basic move "Harves"!

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed, his feet moved, leaving the hammer range of the high map.

"call!"

Gao Tu followed closely, swept his right hand and made a sound when his clothes on his right arm were rubbed by the air.

"Click!"

When the rabbit rises and the harrier falls, the thoughts will be certain.

The blocking and dodging just now gave him enough confidence. The amateur-level high-level team is indeed not as powerful as his own! He blocked the fist that was hit by the horizontal with his left hand and hit his right hand straight.

"Bang!"

Gao Tu tried to block his left arm, but unexpectedly, Fang Cheng's huge force was amazing. His left arm was hit back and hit him in his chest, making him feel stuffy.

After you can make a quick swipe, you need to expand your advantage.

Based on some fighting videos watched online, Fang Cheng stomped his right foot and slapped Gao Tu's left arm and directly beat him back three or four steps!

"To win!"

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up, and before he could think about it, his muscles burst out with abundant strength.

Go up with one step.

Gao Tu was stunned by the two of them.

Seeing Fang Cheng coming forward again, he stretched out his right hand and raised it over his head.

"Wait! I admit defeat!"

"Uh..." Fang Cheng was about to wave his right fist when he heard this sentence, and he was stunned. He didn't expect that he would win so quickly, nor did he expect that he had only used six or seven points of strength at the amateur level to be so weak.

Very strong.

Gao Tu touched his red and swollen left arm, looked at Fang Cheng bitterly, nodded to the stunned referee, and walked down.

There are four rounds, and I still have a chance! Go down and rest quickly. Fang Cheng is too fierce. He looks like a young rookie at first glance! As a result, he found out that it was an eagle when he fought!

wipe!

Gao Tu didn't turn around to see his friends, and he walked back to the waiting room with a red face.

The middle-aged referee in white was also confused.
Chapter completed!
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