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Chapter 1321 The road is one meter tall

He had completely forgotten that Ye Yuze was taller than him. It was because of this period that European and American players who were tall and big during this period were used to be beating, and those under 1.8 meters tall were all dwarfs to him.

After being beaten by Yang Geyong that time, Basong thought of his pain and carefully studied his tactics. After researching, he found out where the tactics came from?

They simply used their resistance to beating and physical strength to bully him, and they fought him with one move at a time, and finally beat him down.

To deal with such players, you can only choose to strengthen your physical fitness. Therefore, during this period, except for the competition, he spent all his exercises on increasing his physical fitness.

After all, the diet in the United States is relatively scientific, and the club has special nutritionists, which makes Basong obviously stronger.

As the thickness of the chicken increases, the natural ability to resist hits will also increase. However, it slightly affects the speed, but it can be ignored.

At the beginning of the game, Basong planned to end the battle in a crushing manner, so he rushed up and started a close-knit fight.

He used his fists, elbows, knees and heads to the extreme. To be honest, Yang Geyong suffered a loss in such an attack.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuze didn't care about his fighting style at all. He countered the moves. Moreover, Ye Yuze's attack radius was shorter than that of him. He never straightened his fist, but his fist hit him, making Basong grin.

The audience was in an uproar, and some cursed loudly. These people naturally bet on Buy Basong to win those people, thinking that he was letting the water go.

In fact, Basong was already in great pain at this time. For example, he punched him and Ye Yuze blocked him. Then he bent his arms and turned into elbows and hit Ye Yuze's chest. Ye Yuze turned around and put his back in his arms, and his hands were useless in an instant.

Ye Yuze's elbow hit back with a heavy blow, hitting his chest, making him breathe in an instant.

As for the head attack, as soon as his head was pushed up, Ye Yuze's lower uppercut seemed to have been waiting there, and he punched his chin, causing his head to rise again.

Many boxing fans in Boston are familiar with his fighting style, fierce and fast, and there is no place in his body that is not a weapon.

But all this seemed to have completely lost its effect when used on Ye Yuze. The main Ye Yuze's tactics were shorter and more direct than him.

But Lin Blacksmith nodded and smiled. The apprentice's Eight-Small Frame has become increasingly successful, and few close-knit fights are his opponents.

After two consecutive rounds, Basong was already bruised and swollen. There was no need to referee in this situation. The audience also knew that if this kid continued like this, it would definitely be a stop.

Of course, he would definitely not want to fail. At this time, Basong was already angry. Every time he hit someone, it was like hitting a dog, but as long as he was involved with Zhou Guihua, he would be as cruel as a dog.

How could I bear this situation? So after the third round, Basong decided to change his tactics. He saw Basong, who was in the fight, retreated suddenly, then raised his body, and swung his right leg in the air. He swept towards Ye Yuze's head like a steel whip.

"Ah!" The audience exclaimed, only Ye Feng did not move at all, patting Ye Yuji's tense legs: "Don't be afraid, let alone kick my dad, I can't even kick this leg."

Sure enough, Ye Yuze's body was shortened, and Basong's legs were already empty. His legs were empty and his body was naturally about to fall down. He was not a bird.

But the moment his leg fell to the ground, Ye Yuze's sweeping leg had already kicked his heels, and Ba Song was like a piece of wooden stake, and the back of his head made a loud bang.

Everyone in the audience felt so painful for him. The audience in front of the TV even grinned. It was the German audience who stood up and cheered: "The German son-in-law is mighty!"

The fall was too heavy, and Basong's head was buzzing, as if it had turned into a yellow egg. There were colorful little stars in front of him.

At this time, the referee had been lying on the ground for several seconds. "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."

When the referee counted the last number, Basong stood up staggeringly. He was unwilling to accept it, and he was unwilling to die if he lost like this.

His coach called the timeout, and Ye Yuze didn't bother with him. The reason why this guy called Yang Geyong last time was because of the tight-fitting battle like Muay Thai.

Ye Yuze's Eight-Small Frame just restrains him. You should know that among traditional Chinese martial arts, many martial arts can beat people separately with their fingertips and knuckles. They are much more refined than them.

For example, the iron finger force, the distance between the fingertips and the fist can cause internal injuries.

Of course, Ye Yuze has not yet practiced to that point, but his internal strength has become somewhat hot. To be honest, he has not taken the heavy lifting yet.

According to Basong's current physical strength, Ye Yuze only needs to find the right opportunity to hit hard and completely resolve the battle.

However, given the fact that he is so tenacious, Ye Yuze decided to give him more opportunities to perform, and he is also a boxing champion in Boston after all, isn’t he?

Basong adjusted his breath for a while and finally recovered. But although he stood up and walked opposite Ye Yuze, he didn't know how to fight?

Using Muay Thai tactics to deal with others that were restrained so tightly. If you want to keep the distance, you almost got ko.

Now Basong can only face it with a tough bullet and dare not attack, but can only watch Ye Yuze fight and fight against it when he sees a move.

In later generations, everyone thought that boxing was the real practical technique. In fact, no one knew that Chinese martial arts practiced also had strength and speed, and they studied these things very thoroughly.

Otherwise, in the era of cold weapons, what will the Chinese army compete with others? Why is it standing at the top of the east of the world for so long?

However, the ruling class developed the theory that heroes used martial arts to violate the ban and began to suppress folk martial arts. The heroes and heroes were arrested and suppressed one after another. The real martial arts began to be lost.

Those who stayed were all craftsmen who were playing around the streets and alleys to make their own skills. That was no longer a martial art, but a dance.

Fortunately, the Baji Sect that Ye Yuze met was passed down from generation to generation because it was passed down in the hometown of martial arts.

Seeing that Basong was still moving and showed timidity, Ye Yuze understood that he had lost his fighting spirit. If such a person continues to fight, it will be meaningless.

So Ye Yuze raised his left leg and kicked it over. Basong reached out to block it. Ye Yuze used the power of his left leg to bounce it up, and a beautiful inner leg in the air was already kicked into Basong's temple.

But Ye Yuze has retained his strength, otherwise if this kick is really done, Basong will probably not be able to get up for ten days and half a month.

However, even if you retain your strength, it was not something that Basong could bear. Without saying a word, he fell into a coma.

This time, the referee didn't even count the number and directly called someone to carry him down to rescue him. The whole scene was silent, and no one expected that the battle would end like this.
Chapter completed!
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