Chapter 327

And Longshan didn't boast about his players like Hu Jingtong and Yuan Biao. Maybe he was confident, maybe he was worried about what Mu Kui just said, and whoever pretended to force him would lose.

The blues who entered the octagonal cage changed their previous high profile, or they would sit on the octagonal cage and yell.

"Blues, is there anything you want to say to the audience tonight?" the host asked with a smile.

After receiving the microphone, the blues looked at the camera and said, "I won't give my opponent any chance!"

Perhaps due to the experience of the first two games, the blues seem calm and even think that the first round will end!

"It seems that our blues are very confident in this game, so now let's invite the player from country f, Toru ningksson!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Kesong appeared from the other side of the field and gave a close-up on the big screen. The tattoo on the upper body was frightening, but the eyes were really charming.

It can be said that besides Tang Ze, this is the second player who looks so handsome.

Ning Kesong, who appeared on the stage, did not have any fancy movements and ran directly towards the octagonal cage. Everyone felt that the player's EQ was not high. Look at the polite behavior of other players.

When he came to the octagonal cage, the host asked, "Ning Kesong, this is your first time to participate in a large-scale event. The first two won the game. What do you think?"

"I will win the game with my real strength," said Ning Kesong calmly, indicating that the first two are opportunistic, but I am different. I just rely on my fist.

Many spectators booed and didn't see who your opponent was. It was a lightweight and heavyweight gold belt winner. You didn't even play in the game. You dared to exaggerate. It's beyond your power.

In the lounge of Wanshi club, Zheng Chengdong's butterfly knife stopped rotating, picked up an apple and cut it: "this Ning Kesong is really arrogant, Ge Yu, you say so."

Ge Yu's mind is on his mobile phone, operating Kai, opening a big move, killing indiscriminately, and then, um.

"Don't always play with your cell phone."

Ge Yu made another sound and continued to operate.

Zheng Chengdong cut an apple, put it on the butterfly knife and threw it out.

Ge Yu took a precise bite, chewed slowly and said faintly, "sour."

"It's good to peel apples for you, and you're picky." Zheng Chengdong ate one of them himself, and his eyes turned out. Shit! The organizer is really poor. It can take such sour apples.

When the two talked, excited cheers sounded outside. It turned out that the third game had begun.

Zheng Chengdong looked up at the screen, while GE Yu looked down at his mobile phone. It seemed that only the king pesticide could make him happy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the third lightweight competition has begun. The blue team is wearing red sweatpants, and the player from country f is Toru ningkesong in black sweatpants."

Before the explanation and introduction were finished, the two people in the octagonal cage met immediately and wanted to decide the winner immediately.

Both of them are radical players. There is no so-called temptation. The appearance is a killing move.

In particular, Ning Kesong, how fatal, how to come, this is the experience learned from life and death.

The light heavyweight champion of the blues is not a vegetarian. He is fist to fist, foot to foot, and his momentum does not lose the other side!

I saw two players flying back spin kick at the same time, two strong legs staggered with each other, standing on one foot!

This picture can be called the best action tonight. This is the effect of equal strength.

The audience did not expect that this Ning Kesong had such a foundation?

Is this a lover of fighting?

If it's a profession, can't it fly?

"Mr. Ma, this third game should be the most equal match."

"Indeed, from the current situation, the two players are equal in strength. It seems that the player from country f is not simple."

"Mr. Ma, why is it not simple?"

"His offensive play shows a very strong suppressive force. He doesn't give his opponent a chance to breathe at all. He can't catch his fists and feet. This feeling is like... Before Mr. Ma finished his words, he feels that he can't say well here. In fact, he wants to say it, just like killing his opponent.

The commentary nearby also understood very well and immediately answered: "yes, but the attack and defense of the blue army were quite good and did not suffer at all."

Although not at a loss, as long as you hit the other party, I'm afraid what you're waiting for is a violent fist.

However, Longshan on the stand is still calm and comfortable. In the words of the ancient pavilion, Longshan is as stable as an old dog.

"Coach Hong, that f-man's playing style is really ruthless. He points the key points," Chen Erdan said in a low voice.

Hong Cheng can see at a glance that the foreigner is playing black boxing. Only those who play black boxing will do so, but it is within the rules. Otherwise, the referee would have shown his cards long ago.

"Er Dan, watch carefully. There are many such people in the lightweight. You will meet them in the next game," Hong Cheng said in a low voice.

"Master Hong, how do I feel that the blues are a little suppressed."

At this time, the blue army on the big screen really means to be suppressed and will be forced to the edge of the cage.

"Don't worry, you won't lose this game."

"Why?"

"Because the blues are from the eternal club, since they have selected him to play, it makes sense for him to play."

Chen Erdan looked at the players of the Wanshi club and felt a little depressed. Is the Wanshi club so powerful? Except Feng Xihua, other people didn't rank as high as Tian bang.

Guting is in a much better mood at this time. Ye Fan has at least passed the dangerous period.

Looking at the blue army on the big screen, Gu Ting frowned. If Tang Ze fought with him, who would win?

It's said that the club has an internal ranking, and I don't know what the blues rank in that ranking.

Looking slightly sideways at Longshan, the ancient pavilion was a little surprised. Is Longshan asleep?

In the octagonal cage, the blues looked at Ning Kesong with their eyes. They were also slightly surprised. They are worthy of playing underground black boxing. They should improve their speed and strength to a higher level.

Fortunately, this time the club specially recruited a master of black boxing. During this period of time, it has carried out targeted training, otherwise it will really suffer!

Ning Kesong was also a little surprised at this time. Under his own offensive, the Oriental actually blocked all of them. It seems that he still has some strength. It's really annoying.

In Ning Kesong's heart, there is no defense line that can't be broken. If it can't be broken, it's just because the explosive power is not enough!

With Ning Kesong's soft drink, the whole person's momentum suddenly improved, as if he had just warmed up!

Ning Kesong Wan in the octagonal cage is like a humanoid engine. He attacks fiercely with both fists and feet. How can these fists and feet hurt him!