Chapter 239

"My hood?" There was a flash of surprise on jackmin's face.

"You are so naive. Covering doors is just for beginners. For me, there are no covering doors any more."

"Really? I don't believe that just because of your age and accomplishments, you can cultivate your physical skills to the extent that you can completely hide the door. Your physical skills are far from reaching the peak. " Ding Hao said in a low voice, while carefully observing jackmin's body movements.

When people are nervous, they tend to subconsciously protect their most vulnerable places.

It's like when someone on the bus shouts "whose wallet is lost", everyone will subconsciously touch their own wallet.

Ding Hao just suddenly asked a cover door, and found that jackmin's face, quickly flashed a little unnatural expression.

It's human instinct to subconsciously protect yourself when hearing the threat of other people's language. The most vulnerable part of jackmin's body is his hood.

But jackmin just leaned over, and there was no other movement.

Is this kid really tough to this point?

"Well, weak people are always so self righteous." Jackmin said with a cold snort.

"You Chinese people have always been like this. You never know the world of the strong. You only know that you are like a frog in the well to speculate on others. That's why you always fail like this. It was like this ten years ago and it will be like this after ten years."

"Self righteous? It's just the warriors of your five countries who are self complacent. The strength of the Chinese warriors has never been weak. " Ding Hao showed an indifferent expression on his face and said slowly.

Ding Hao slowly clenched his fists. On his left hand was an invisible flame, and on his right hand was an electric python. His body shot at Jack Ming like an arrow.

"The boy who can't measure himself!" Jackmin gave a cold smile and pushed his feet on the ground. The whole person ejected like a shell.

The two figures collide together at such a high speed that the audience in the stands can only see a series of virtual shadows. Occasionally, the two figures will be separated for a short time, and then rush up again.

One after another "Dong" can be heard on the whole stage! Dong! Dong His voice was dull and powerful. It was the sound of two people's iron fists hitting each other, as if they were beating iron.

In this kind of hard attack, Ding Hao can not occupy much advantage, can only rely on speed to ensure a certain output.

But Jack Ming's speed is not much slower than him, more time two people are in a punch for a punch of each other.

This is the most primitive attack. No one defends it. It's all hard fist bombardment. When people see this behind the scenes, they all take a breath.

If you stand on that competition platform, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it without a few punches.

In this attack, Ding Hao occupied a disadvantage, although he has understood the field of the master, but also master the fire elements and the power of lightning.

But the body is not as strong as Jack Ming. Every time he was injured, he quickly repaired the injury with the strength of his blood. He strengthened his body with the strength of Jack Ming, and then he went to fight again.

Master duel, are trying to find each other's flaws, once found flaws, then will leave no spare force directly with fist bombardment up.

"Ah Jack Ming finally caught a flaw in Ding Hao's fight. He roared and waved his arms out like a gun hammer to Ding Hao's chest.

"No!" Ding Hao let out a cry, and his eyes contracted.

The fist is getting closer and closer, Ding Hao quickly sidesteps to avoid the center of the fist, but is still rubbed to the body, a surplus force passed to his body surface.

Master's field is fully open!

Jack Ming's iron fist hit Ding Hao's Qi Gang, so powerful that he flew Ding Hao out.

"You are very strange. The longer you fight, the more powerful you seem. Your physical ability seems to be more and more similar to mine."

"It's a very interesting opponent, but you can't survive today!" Jack Ming said with a cold smile, looking at Ding Hao who was vomiting blood in the distance.

He is ready to use his best move to end the battle.

This boy named Ding Hao is very difficult to deal with, and he is like an undead cockroach. The more he fights, the more energetic he is. Years of fighting experience makes Jack Ming instinctively want to destroy this opponent.

"I see... Ha ha ha!" Ding Hao, who is struggling to stand up on the ground, seems not to have heard Jack Ming's words at all. Instead, he laughs madly.

"What are you laughing at?" Jack Ming is a little angry. When he fights, he laughs. Can't he respect the competitive spirit?

"I see! I know where your door is Ding Hao's heart a flash of spirit, blessing the soul, said aloud.

"It's... Impossible!" Jack Ming's face changed a little and he adjusted his posture.

"Yes, that's it! When I wanted to cheat you before, your standing posture would change at the mention of your hood. "

"Since the beginning of our fight, you have never used your legs, just fighting with your fists!"

"Generally, people who practice physique know that the muscle and attack power of the legs are the strongest in the body, far more than the strength of the upper limbs. People who practice physique usually focus on strengthening the practice of leg techniques, but you never get out of the leg!" Ding Hao said with burning eyes.

"So what? I can beat you like this with my fist. Why do I have to use my legs? " Jack Ming has no initial shock, some said with indifference.

"Of course, this is just one of my doubts about you. In the battle just now, I tried all over you, but found that they were as hard as iron. For a time, I felt that you had practiced the door to the end."

Ding Hao slowly clenched his fist, the role of Yanhuang blood is playing a significant role, the injury is in an orderly recovery.

"In the end, in order to avoid your gun hammer, I happened to kick at the root of your leg. As a result, I didn't feel quite right. After you have practiced physical skills for so long, a punch on other parts of your body will make a sound similar to metal."

"But the sound of kicking your calf just now seems more dull. All these show that your door is in the center of your foot!" Ding Hao's eyes twinkled and said slowly.

Jack Ming didn't speak. He had nothing to say.

"You're smart, but that's it! Even if you know that, there is no chance to touch my hood door! " Jack Ming roared, his body soared a few inches again, and rushed towards Ding Hao.