I have a lot of achievements

Chapter 311

The scene is chaotic!

Meng Fan was also taken aback.

Although there have been several fights before, how could this scene be like this one.

Even though there were so many policemen and chaotic passengers at the airport that day, Meng Fan didn't feel that there was any chaos in front of him.

For the time at the airport, Meng Fan was fully prepared, and it can even be said that he thought of the worst outcome.

The chaos in front of me appeared suddenly, and there was no psychological preparation at all.

There are more than 40 Chinese fighters from four teams participating in the MMA Asian training camp this time, half of them are assigned to the Kyoto Dome, there are more than 30 people, and there are at least 50 neon fighters here. It was a big melee of [-] people.

Coupled with the fighting athletes from other countries who were going to join in the fun and wanted to watch the fun but were soon affected, let alone a hundred people, let alone a melee of 80 people!

Although mixed martial arts is not so suitable for melee combat, it is still very practical. Even if you can't fight with throwing skills or ground skills, the power of punching and kicking is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Coupled with the yelling and screaming in various languages, the huge training ground was completely messed up.

"!"

Meng Fan heard a low cry from behind, and then he was kicked hard from the back, and his body leaned forward. Fortunately, Meng Fan was strong enough, and stopped after taking a step.

Looking back, I saw a man whose appearance and attire plus the words should be South Korean. He seemed to realize that his kick was useless, and Meng Fan’s weight was at least two levels above him, so he stepped back. took two steps.

"Grass mud horse!"

Meng Fan roared angrily and rushed out, but he didn't rush towards the South Korean, but rushed forward.

Because Seventh Brother was beaten!

Wu Ji came down from the ring, and his position happened to be the center of the conflict, and he was so targeted, of course he became the target of public criticism.

Instead of him, after three rounds of fierce fighting with Shirai, his body was sweating like he had just taken a bath, and his physical energy was almost exhausted. In addition, he had already sat down to rest after getting down, and he wanted to take it off. It is too difficult to bring up the state after such a high-intensity game.

He insisted on standing up, but after a few strokes, he was knocked down.

Lao Hei and others went up to stop them with difficulty, and several more appeared from the side of Nihong to squeeze this way. The advantage of the number of people played a very important role at this time.

Also, wrestling athletes from several countries are also joining in the fun. It seems that they just want to take this opportunity to abolish Wu Ji. I don't know if he usually wins or offends too many people, or is he just Premeditated.

Of course, Meng Fan didn't understand these things, he only knew that he couldn't watch Seventh Brother get beaten, let alone Wu Tong's side, when they were in Hangcheng, the two of them had some kind of affection.

Meng Fan was not angry when he was kicked by someone and was involved in the scuffle, but when his seventh brother was beaten, Meng Fan instantly became jealous.

At first, I thought that I was not a member of this circle and quickly hid, but now, I rushed over like a tank, regardless of whether the people standing in front of me were neon people, Chinese people or people from other countries, they all squeezed out , and soon reached Wu Ji's side.

At this moment, a neon man was about to step on Wu Ji's chest. Meng Fan was in a hurry, and his speed exploded.

Then, Meng Fan pawed at Wu Ji's body, supported him with both hands and feet, and protected him.

bang bang.

Immediately afterwards, the feet of the other two neon figures landed on Meng Fan.

The foot on the buttocks was fine, but the foot on the back of the neck stumped Meng Fan completely. The force was great, but when he stepped on the back of the neck, he felt the shock hit his chest. There was a strong feeling of shock. Suffocation, very uncomfortable.

This was not over yet, another kick kicked Meng Fan's chin from bottom to top, kicking hard, Meng Fan felt his head buzzing, and then a salty smell rushed out of his mouth. Fishy smell, this smell completely irritated Meng Fan.

A whip leg came straight at him.

Meng Fan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red, and he copied it with his hand.

Snapped.

This leg severely whipped Meng Fan's palm, and the pain made Meng Fan grit his teeth. After this bite, he found that a few of his teeth were loose!

Resisting the pain that the tiger's mouth was about to burst, he grabbed the leg with his hand, and then, Meng Fan grabbed it, and stretched out his other hand to grab the man's neck.

Grab and push with one hand and grab the neck with the other.

He swung upwards fiercely, and then fell towards the ground with a slap.

thump.

The man landed with a loud bang.

"Ding!"

A reminder sound appeared in Meng Fan's mind, but at this moment, Meng Fan was completely crazy and didn't even look at it.

when.

Just as he threw the man out, he was kicked in the back again. This time, Meng Fan's body was as motionless as an iron tower, and he turned around and rushed towards him.

Grabbing the man's shoulders with both hands, he led him and slammed into the edge of the octagonal cage ring.

Pooh.

After the collision, Meng Fan sprayed all the salty smell on the man's face.

Turning around, striding towards the edge of Wu Ji, grabbing a person next to him, speeding up suddenly, leading the person to gallop for two steps, then the body paused, hands, feet and waist together exerting force, one fell over the shoulder, and the This person slammed into the two neon men in front like a sandbag. After the fall, he accelerated again, jumped up and pressed down, and sat down on the three neon men.

Sit down, take advantage of the rebound force of the three meat pads and roll out, hugging a person's feet is a hug.

Clap clap clap.

Wherever Meng Fan passed, he would grab people and throw them when he caught them. Some even used the joint skills in the grapple to twist and twist before throwing them out.

"Master Meng is me! Xiao Hei Hei!"

Old Hei had already noticed that Meng Fan was making a move, but he saw Meng Fan falling like crazy, and seeing him walking towards him, he quickly screamed.

However, Meng Fan accelerated after hearing it!
Old Hei almost cried, Mr. Meng is not a red-eyed man, is he going to be KO'd by his own people if he is not killed by the Nihong people?

Snapped.

Hearing a voice, Lao Hei realized that what Meng Fan had grabbed was not himself, but a neon man behind him.

Then, Lao Hei saw that Meng Fan slammed several South Koreans behind him to the ground, especially one of them was stepped on by Meng Fan after landing.

This time, a dozen or so fighters from South Korea came, and they were all training in this gymnasium. The remaining six or seven were all dumbfounded, and when they saw Meng Fan walking towards them, they quickly cried out.

"We're not involved."

"It has nothing to do with us!"

"We are not from the same martial arts school as that person just now!"

Obviously, they also saw the sneak attack on Meng Fan by the person who was stepped on by Meng Fanduo just now.

Meng Fan didn't care, he just crashed when he went up.

Three of them ran away ahead of time, but Meng Fan didn't chase after them, and turned around and walked towards the other direction of the scuffle.

clap clap.

The few South Koreans who ran away saw Meng Fan throwing another slump, and they were all glad that they ran fast.

They are also fighters, don't they have the blood to fight?

Not really!
First of all, it is not a heavy class, and secondly, the onlookers saw that Meng Fan made a lot of shots, so he knew clearly that he was not in the strength class at all.

As more and more people fell to the ground by Meng Fan, the scuffles and noisy voices in the venue became less and less.

Part of it was that Meng Fan killed a lot of people, and the other part was that more and more people saw the scene of Meng Fan's ferocious attack. Other countries who joined in the fun and watched the fun were affected, basically stopped their attacks.

Where did this monster come from?
Although there are only a few masters among the athletes participating in the training camp - the best pair is the pair from the competition just now, but they are all registered players anyway, and I haven't seen anyone who can avoid this monster. Yes, not to mention that this monster seems to have maxed out its throwing skills, and its strength is surprisingly strong, no one can resist it.

However, many people gave this monster a kick or a few punches, but they couldn't hit it!
"What are you doing!"

"stop!"

"STOP!"

Many security guards rushed in, as well as some high-level executives of the organizer and some management personnel of the MMA event. Seeing this chaotic scene, they were all surprisingly angry.

Seeing that the others had stopped, Meng Fan didn't go up to grab anyone. He walked back to Wu Ji's side with a sullen face, glanced coldly at the scattered neon players who were still standing, and then sat down on Wu Ji. On the side, panting, seeing Wu Ji who was still in the mood to laugh at him at this moment, he couldn't help punching him.

"Laughing yarn, do you know how many kicks and punches I took for you? It hurts me to death!"

(End of this chapter)