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"Really?" As expected, Zhou Ziyun did not disappoint them; they saw that she raised her feet in a calm manner, and used her fragile "throat" to change the trick of "pull her legs close to her body".

She wants to kick the man's little Gogou! !

The teacher's trick is fancy.

"Girl, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Pang Zizhen's eyes flashed gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "This old man has already mastered Yang-shrinking Kung Fu. As a warrior, you don't know the kung fu that men must practice. ?”

"Really? Then don't hide!" After entering the ring, Zhou Ziyun completely threw away the burden of the teacher, and kicked Pang Zizhen viciously. "When my old lady didn't see the tent you put up!"

"Damn!"

Pang Zizhen hates it, and he doesn't want to, but this is a physiological reaction, who can bear it?
This woman is also terrible, it is a disaster to be so beautiful and learn martial arts.

Pang Zizhen is not a lustful person, but the blame is that Zhou Ziyun is too charming.

She wasn't flat chested...

Instead, it was wrapped around the chest during the battle.

During the fight just now, Pang Zizhen accidentally grabbed a handful and cut the cloth strips wrapping her chest apart, and then two mountain peaks rose slowly, at least G.

"Depend on!!"

Pang Zizhen's martial arts has been practiced to a high level, although he didn't touch the opponent personally, he still has the fingering wind.

The blame is that his ten fingers are sharp, and every time he swipes, it is a small hurricane.

and so…

What is the most important thing in a man? ——
Pang Zizhen didn't have any offspring yet, so he couldn't be kicked like this. Even if he won, it wouldn't be worth it.

So he backed off.

And the rope was also untied by Zhou Ziyun.

Then, what greeted him was a stormy red fist and cannon hammer.

"Hand in hand and step on the boat", "chicken on the shelf", and "fire the gun", all in one go, knocked Pang Zizhen out of the ring and fell out of the ring.

Zhou Ziyun, win!
She's a champion, she won.

The whole audience suddenly let out a sea-like cry.

They are all intoxicated by this woman.

It's just a pity that Zhou Ziyun tied up her chest through the exercise clothes in order to maintain her standing strength.

Damn, it's too cruel! !

All the men in the audience stared at her, wishing to eat her up.

"Is there anyone dissatisfied?"

Zhou Ziyun knew that things were not that simple.

And she has a reason to win the championship.

Because the family is currently competing for the title of "No. [-] Punch in the World".

They want to stand out from thousands of punches and stand at the top.

In order to make a name for herself, Zhou Ziyun came here.

And today, everyone has also seen the strength of the Zhou family's red boxing.

Great.

"……I come."

The crowd was silent, but after a long time, a middle-aged man jumped up.

He is about 40 years old and a celebrity. He comes from the Ma family in Taizhou. He is proficient in shrinking mountain boxing and is suitable for short combat. He has several apprentices who serve as secretaries and is well-known in major cities.

"Ma Rong!"

Zhou Ziyun obviously knew this person, and looked at him with a more serious expression.

The opponent is a master of boxing, the strength of a first-level grand master.

Unlike Zhou Ziyun who only bombarded with his fists, Shushan Quan focuses on quick and short strikes. His fists, palms, elbows, knees, shoulders, hips, head... are all attacking parts.

"The power of shrinking the mountain is gathered in the whole body and sent out"; this is the origin of the name of the shrinking mountain boxing.

So at this moment, Ma Rong squatted down in front of Zhou Ziyun.

The characteristic of their Shrinking Mountain Fist is that the horse stance is pressed very low, and they are highly aggressive. They can pounce like a tiger and a giant mountain in an instant, which is very terrifying.

"Beep!"

With the whistle of the referee, the battle began.

Ma Rong and Zhou Ziyun immediately fought hand-to-hand, and staged a feast of boxing for everyone.

However, Ma Rong still lost to Zhou Ziyun.

He is already very strong, but Zhou Ziyun is even stronger.

In addition, she has defeated Pang Zizhen, and her momentum is in a strong stage. Let alone Ma Rong now, even if a strange thing like fat and thin heroes comes up, she will still be in danger.

"sharp."

Ma Rong was blown away by Zhou Ziyun's cannon hammer, and landed not far away, squatting on the ground with a dignified expression, and striding forward.

then…

He took out a Xiufeng sword and stabbed at Zhou Ziyun.

A master who is proficient in boxing is also very powerful when using a sword.

Because of Shushan Quan, the weapons used are Xiufeng Sword, Shanhai Fork, Shushan Stick and so on.

No one said that those who use fists do not use weapons.

It was something that increased attack power, even if it fell into Zhou Ziyun's hands, it would still be a bonus.

But it was taken out during the boxing match...

It's a bit shameless.

"Don't blame me, this is a battle without rules, you can also use a gun." Ma Rong said: "It's just...you should know that bullets are of no use to experts at our level."

"You win first." Zhou Ziyun looked at the man's face and sneered.

"The girl is arrogant!"

Ma Rong's face turned hard, and he swung his sword across, trying to chop Zhou Ziyun into two pieces.

And this scene also made the male compatriots scold the sky.

You kill such a beautiful woman, aren't you a man? GAY right?Depend on!
Maybe this vicious word was too irritating to Ma Rong, his hand holding the sword was a little unsteady, but Zhou Ziyun escaped the fatal blow.

"Humph."

Zhou Ziyun knew that it was not the words that affected him, but the impact of her cannon hammer just now.

Either Ma Rong uses the sword in the first place, or doesn't use it at all.

Can his hands hold the sword steady now?
His defeat was already doomed.

and so…

Teacher Zhou won again.

Ma Rong lost his helmet and armor, and there was nothing he could do.

After that, several masters came up, but they were all defeated by Zhou Ziyun.

until…

Fat and thin heroes appeared.

"I don't agree."

The two stood up together.

Then the crowd was silent for a long time, apparently knowing the two men.

Fat and thin heroes...

Others are fighting alone, but they are brothers who cooperate with each other tacitly.

So this plus one can be said to be a half-step second-level grand master.

"Let me do it."

The thin man was obviously faster than the fat man, he jumped onto the ring first, and then kicked Zhou Ziyun without waiting for the whistle to blow.

"So strong!"

Sure enough, the fat and thin heroes were the ones she feared.

This kick actually showed a faint energy. If Zhou Ziyun was kicked by this move, it would definitely not be as easy as the first one.

This attack, which contains strength, will break through the warrior's defense and destroy the body organs.

If medication isn't taken afterward, it will definitely leave a legacy.

It seems that after being thrown into the river by the second-level grand master, the fat and thin heroes...have comprehended the courage of the second-level grand master.

There are faint signs of breaking through this realm!

them…

Sure enough, fierce.

Killed the master and met Ouhe again.

They do have a lot of "secondary" education.

So they personally experienced the existence of that energy, and half-stepped into this realm.

Zhou Ziyun had no chance of winning, but she insisted on finishing the fight.

There was thunder on the flat ground, and the tiger poked its claws before it came out of the cave; she raised her white fist again, and struck at the fat and thin heroes.

However, fists are no match for legs. The skinny man's shin kick once kicked an armored vehicle into the air!

The cannon hammer is indeed powerful, but Zhou Ziyun is really tired.

She's already doing well.

but…

Met fat and thin heroes.

"boom!"

The fist and the shin kick finally met, and there was only a soft "click", and Zhou Ziyun flew upside down in an instant, and her wrist hung down, as if it was broken by the kick.