Chapter 949

It is true that Zhao Quan's left arm is not as powerful as his right arm, which is relatively weak, but this is only compared with his right arm.

In front of the lion, the wolf is weak, but in front of the sheep, the wolf is also weak.

this is obviously impossible, so Zhao Quan doesn't care about Bai Lin's careful thinking.

Don't you just want to attack the left arm? Then come on

just take back the right arm, and Zhao Quan stands in front with his left arm, and let Bai Lin attack.

"This arrogant bastard sandbag"

seeing Zhao Quan put down his right arm, Bai Lin immediately understood the meaning.

He is very angry. He thinks that Zhao Quan despises him naked, doesn't care about him at all, and teases him like a monkey,

"I will let you be carried back"

with a roar. With the blessing of anger, Bai Lin's fists and feet attack becomes stronger and stronger, and the sound of thumping is endless.

I have to admit that his strength is not weak, especially under the emotional blessing of anger, his power is even more powerful.

Unfortunately for Zhao Quan, this strength is really nothing.

Not to mention that he has practiced the fighting skill among the five skills of mountain people. Even before he learned it, it's a matter of minutes to clean up Bai Lin.

Moreover, when he was a child, he was trained by Ma San. He usually wrapped all parts with oil soaked hairy boar skin, and then he was beaten severely.

It's not maltreatment. In Ma San's words, "if you want to hit someone, you should be beaten first"

I don't know where the bastard theory comes from, so that Zhao Quan's childhood will be beaten every so often.

But when he went out to fight, he found that it was good for others to get a punch, cover their face and howl for half a night.

He got a punch, and the person who hit him covered his hands and howled for half a night. His body was so strong.

The crazy devil's fists and feet hit like a storm, pouring continuously for nearly ten minutes, and Bailin finally stopped.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue, but that he really has no desire to continue.

Not only that, he also found that his fist face and instep hurt badly, just like the crackling against the wall just now.

But what makes him feel aggrieved is that even if he hits the wall, he can still leave fist marks on the wall. Why does the opposite human flesh sandbag feel that there is nothing wrong with it?

in fact, he made a wrong judgment. How can Zhao Quan be ok? Of course he is.

The shocked arm was numb. It was itchy. If it wasn't for the foot target on his right hand, he would have to scratch it well.

"You cow, you are really cow, your nickname is cement or steel plate, you can bear such a beating, you are really cow wall"

Bailin reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and threw it on the table. It seemed that he was begging for mercy.

But the next moment, he said to Zhao Quan, "but I don't agree, I don't agree with Bai Lin"

"I'm from a pariah to a xiamin. I have the dignity of a boxer. I'm going to challenge you with my strongest means now. If you have the ability, you can continue to stand in the same place. I don't believe that you can beat this hand or not "

it seems that I'm really annoyed. Even the boxer's dignity is taken out, and there is also the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

Although the purpose is to cripple his left hand, Zhao Quan is still curious about what Bai Lin's unique skill is.

It's not only him who is curious, but also the tangerine in the corner under the stage.

Ganju originally praised Zhao Quan's fighting ability, but also praised Bailin as a free gift of waste.

But now she suddenly heard that Bailin still had unique skills, and she was very curious.

Gan Ju asks Ma Kun, "boss, what's Bai Lin's best method"

but Ma Kun laughs and doesn't speak, which makes Gan Ju more curious.

In the ring, Zhao Quan swung his arm, and then raised his left arm to Bai Lin again. To show his respect for Bai Lin, he specially changed the foot target on his right arm to his left arm.

Bailin is also very solemn, no longer show the pride of the people, take the initiative to fight with the pariah Zhao Quan boxing ceremony.

At the end of the ceremony, Bailin retreated. After a little rest, he took a deep breath, and then applied force under his feet. If the whole person shot like an arrow from the string, he would speed up with the distance getting closer.

When he reaches the front two meters, with speed blessing, Bai Lin flies up. The whole person is as fast as a dragon, and his right leg is even more furious. Even ordinary stakes can't bear the strength of throwing legs under the speed blessing

but if the so-called strongest means is only like this, then Zhao Quan can only express regret.

Just when he was ready to fight the blow with his left arm, he suddenly raised his right leg, which was originally aimed at his left arm and foot target, and the target seemed to be his head.

if this kick was real, Zhao Quan would not be able to continue to stand on the stage.

"You are really a villain who is good at wearing a coat"

Zhao Quan was a little annoyed, so his first thought was to hit Bailin in the air with his legs up.

But after all, he gave up the idea, although very helpless, but the identity gap made him have to bear the fire.After all, it's not before now. In this matter that we haven't fully understood, everything can be stable.

At this time, Bai Lin was ferocious and fierce, just like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass and finally catching the opportunity to bite.

The dignity of a boxer. What is the most powerful means, what boxing ceremony, are just his means to paralyze Zhao Quan.

He always thinks that as long as he can win, the process is not important at all.

As for the boxer's dignity, it's more like shit. He doesn't need it.

So he was very proud, staring at the bastard sandbag who was still carrying his left arm foolishly, he roared in his heart, "look at you this time"

before he had time to understand the words, Bailin suddenly found that Zhao Quan, who was standing in front of him at the moment before, had disappeared, and he didn't understand how he disappeared. In short, he couldn't find anyone.

"Ai Ai Ai"

Bai Lin didn't know where Zhao Quanren was, but he knew that his body was getting closer and closer to the steel guardrail around the ring, and he couldn't get down and close his legs.

The ordinary boxing ring is surrounded by elastic cables, in order to avoid the injury caused by the boxer's impact.

But the underground ring is obviously different. In order to create visual stimulation such as kicking and bending steel plate, they remove the elastic cable and replace the steel plate guardrail.

Of course, the steel plate is not very thick, but also very narrow, so that the fists can break the kick bend.

But the same convenience now falls on Bailin. Because his flying posture is too suitable, the steel guardrail passes between his curled left leg and his straight right leg, and then the steel plate bends off with a dull bang.

After landing, Bailin's face turned pale, his expression was extremely painful, and his hands tightly covered his crotch.

in the corner of the boxing ring, Gan Ju glanced at Bailin who fell on the ground and said with a schadenfreude smile, "it's up to her to blame"

she looked down upon this shameless guy.

Eyes fell back to the center of the ring, and then she saw the original squatting on the ground now leisurely up Zhao Quan.

"This guy is really amazing. I can't do his instant reaction just now."

"If you are the boss, you should be able to do it"

when Gan Ju turns her inquiring eyes to her side, where is Ma Kun.

On the contrary, in the distant ring, a guy limped up to the ring and walked towards Zhao Quan with his fist clenched.