While I was talking nonsense, Ah Bao dwarfed and ran up to my waist.
There is no limit to ***, you can fight as long as you want!
Since I dare to come up here, I definitely am not going to die.
If I hadn't had a few years of boxing skills, I would have died a long time ago!
Just when I was about to reach down and grab it, Abao, taking advantage of his short stature, came around behind me along the crotch of my pants.
"Click."
In an instant, Abao locked my neck from behind and pushed his knee towards my waist, almost breaking me!
In the octagonal cage, life and death are determined by fate. It is really not for nothing.
Once he strikes, it's a killer move!
I grabbed his wrist with my backhand, clasped his meridian with my thumb, and then used the Thousand Jin Drop move.
Concentrating all my strength on the lower body, I used all my strength to suppress one of his arms.
I don’t believe you can handle it!
The great thing about traditional martial arts is that no matter what the disadvantage is, you can find a way to break the situation.
Abao was forced to let go of his hand after falling to the ground.
I lay on the ground, with my back as the axis, drew a circle with my body, and threw out a mandarin duck kick.
Kick him in the heel with one foot and kick him in the knee with the other.
One behind the other, two forces, even if the gods come today, they still have to make a fool of themselves!
Seeing Abao retreat, I did not pursue the victory.
I turned around and saw that Ahu and Ji Canghai were fighting each other, and Ahu's back was facing me.
I put one hand on the ground and swept out with my legs, causing Ahu to fall to the ground.
Fighting is both physical and technical work.
Two versus two seems fair, but if you really want to get an advantage, you must defeat one first.
As long as one of the opponents fails, Ji Canghai and I will fight the other one together.
This is the safest way.
Ahu's fall without warning undoubtedly gave Ji Canghai a great opportunity.
He was not polite and rode on Ahu, his fists as if they were equipped with motors.
For a moment, blood foam flew everywhere.
"Bang!"
A powerful force hit me from the side, and I was knocked out.
If it weren't for the cage blocking me, I would be lying down under the stage now.
At this time, Ah Bao really looked like a leopard, with his waist half hunched over and his face full of ferociousness.
"Hey!"
Ah Bao kicked his feet, stopped suddenly when he rushed in front of me, then pulled up on the spot and jumped into the air.
I didn't even see how he moved his feet, and there was a numbness in his left shoulder.
Such domineering strength!
Abao grinned at me and rushed towards me.
Looking at his open arms, I knew he wanted to play wrestling with me.
The distance between us is only a few steps, which is not enough for me to organize an effective defense.
Simply, I tensed up and stood here straight.
The next second, Abao had already hugged my waist and wanted to throw me down, but he couldn't hold me at all.
This move can make a dead person stand upright.
There is a word called "death."
It means that after a person dies, he will be many times heavier than usual.
This is because the dead have no ability to control their bodies, and their muscles and bones are piled together.
This principle is used to fight the dead.
Unless Ah Bao knows traditional martial arts, he won't be able to break through it.
Anyone who practices martial arts has heard a word: roots grow under your feet.
It refers to this kind of skill.
Sure enough, A Bao's face was red from suppressing it, but he couldn't fall no matter what.
I suddenly lost all my strength, and Abao suddenly lost his center of gravity and leaned back.
I immediately stepped up my pace, dodged my body, and used my back to resist him before he landed.
"Don't you know how to use a triangle lock?"
I pressed his forearm with one hand and shouted, "I'll show you the ancestor of the triangle lock!"
"Click."
I spun on the spot, and his forearm rotated 180 degrees with me.
I raised the tip of my elbow and smashed it hard into the gap between his shoulder blade and arm.
"ah!"
Abao's miserable howl immediately echoed throughout the room.
I know very well that nothing happened to him, I just removed his arm.
In other words, it's "off the hook".
His whole arm was as soft as noodles. I grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his neck.
In this way, his arms became ropes to tie him up!
I ran to the crook of his leg and kicked him hard until he leaned over, and then I slowly let go.
Abao still thought about it, but I took the first step and pressed his head and whispered.
"I don't want to hurt you, just stop moving."
He was leaning just now because the tendons in his legs were numb and he basically lost his fighting ability.
Although we are in the octagonal cage, there is no life-or-death hatred between us.
Why should I take his life?
As for his injuries, even if he didn't need to go to the hospital, he would be cured by lying at home for a few days.
