Chapter 352: Miserable

When the hand-to-hand combat truly began, Hei Hu became very calm.

With his right hand protecting his head and his left fist lightly thrusting, his footwork changed nimbly, bringing with it a fierce aura as he approached Wang Yan.

With Wang Yan's shallow understanding of combat, he was unable to understand his strategic intentions and fighting style.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Hei Hu jumped slightly and went forward to deliver another half-fake jab.

Whoosh!

He took another staggered cross step and circled to the left side of Wang Yan's body to deliver another punch.

Young Master Wang stared at Brother Hu, feeling a pain in his ass.

"Come up here..."

A fake jump. He was still 20 centimeters away. Was he fighting with air?

The moment Wang Yan opened his mouth, Hei Hu's gaze changed. With a whoosh, he gave a low whip kick and ferociously lashed out at the side of Wang Yan's calf.

With a crisp sound, Wang Yan's body slightly slanted. He took a step back to increase the distance between them.

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted from below.

"Brother Hu, you're so manly!"

"Little Hu, you're so great!"

"Brother Hu is so fierce. I like it..."

The girls and young ladies who would come to the martial arts club were all wild and lawless in their hearts. On the spot, they came up with a lot of fancy ways to cheer them on. They were all excited.

Hei Hu was not excited about taking advantage of them. Instead, he was shocked.

F*ck, Wang Yan's bones are so hard!

A kick felt as if it was on an iron pillar. It shook the instep of his foot until it hurt.

F*ck, was he really a martial artist? !

Young Master Wang took a step back and moved his calves. He felt a little numb, so he bared his teeth and laughed.

This was getting interesting!

Wang Yan could dodge if he wanted to do so.

However, he had to touch him to find out what level his opponent's strength was on.

Taking a whip kick head-on, young master had a rough idea.

His explosive force was 75 +, less than 80, which was basically the same level as his own.

Agility was around 70, so it was impossible for him to have more.

It was hard to say about his physique, since it would not drop below 80 anyway.

Overall, Hei Hu was considered a strong person among the amateur fighters. His physical fitness was outstanding, and his surroundings were all at the excellent level. His techniques were quite methodical.

No wonder he dared to drag me into the ring!

Under normal circumstances, with Hei Hu's strength, he could push all the famous second generation fighters in China to the ground and grind them to death. He could trample on them however he wanted.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was a cheat!

When Hei Hu tried to stab him again, Wang Yan suddenly lowered his body and jumped into Hei Hu's middle line to tackle him.

It was an extremely skilled tackle.

His shoulder hit Hei Hu's waist, and his right hand came back from the side of his opponent's leg, forming a triangle. He firmly held onto the front of Hei Hu's thigh, while his left hand was attached to his forearm.

It sounded extremely complicated, but in reality, it was an arm triangle that defended against knee strikes. It could be transformed into any hug at any time.

Hei Hu was shocked. He subconsciously lowered his center of gravity, bent down, and hugged Wang Yan's abdomen with a backhand. He then pressed the weight of his upper body onto Wang Yan's back.

"Beautiful!"

Xiao Long shouted out loud.

Brother Bao chuckled. "Oh? Have you practiced Gracie or judo before? We fight every day. We don't know how to defend against knee slaps anymore, so it's better for you to return as soon as possible..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yan laid down. His legs twisted around Hei Hu's left leg, and he twisted his waist to exert force.

With a "bang", Hei Hu fell heavily to the ground.

He knew how to defend himself?!

What level of wrestling did you all know how to defend against?!

Our young Master Wang's male-locking ultimate skill would be the most comprehensive in the UFC!

The girls and women cheering for Hei Hu in the stadium were stunned, staring at the scene in front of them with their mouths Agape.

The situation... was a little strange.

Hei Hu was currently lying on the floor with his arms supporting his body. His two legs were locked and split apart, and he was trying his best to break free.

Young Master Wang..

Was acting like a hooligan.

He used his two hands to triangle and strangle brother Hu's right leg. Then, he used his left leg to step on the back of Brother Hu's left leg's knee. His back was supported on the ground as a point of strength.

What about his empty right leg?

He passed under brother Hu's armpit like a nimble snake, and in the opposite direction, he used the back of his knee to clamp the back of Hei Hu's neck, exerting force to push down and hook back.

There were fulcrum points all over his body, and the core of his waist was stretched out. What was next?

He had to exert force to his heart's content!

His left leg was stomped to death, and he exerted force to kick back. His two hands were twisted around the platform, and his right leg was pulled down with force..

Poor Brother Hu, who had been artificially hacked into the shape of a toad, was enduring an indescribable pain that was like tearing.

The first second, he also want to back elbow hit Wang Yan Ribs, but was young master's right leg pin under the armpit.

The next second, he tried to leap forward to break free, but was caught by a foot around his neck and pressed into a scraping face.

On the third second... start screaming.

Brother Hu is definitely a tough guy, Jian Jian can testify.

But the pain of cheating is excruciating. Grown-ups know that.

As Brother Hu was forcibly split by Wang Yan, his left knee kneeled on the floor.

Wearing protective gear on the face, it is not so miserable, but armpit, neck is pinned more uncomfortable, look at the breath is about to come up.

As the referee, brother Bao waited for Hei Hu to hit the ground violently before rushing up to separate the two of them.

Then, he signaled to his subordinates, "Score! Red Team, 4 points!"

Oh, he's quite a professional...

Wang Yan loosened his grip, climbed up, and patted Hei Hu's back with a smile.

"The first pose, do you like it?"

Hei Hu was in a daze. He panted heavily, and his eyes were lost.

In the time it took to count the seconds, the stadium was in an uproar.

The young ladies' eyes were shining, and their faces were flushed. They huddled together excitedly and whispered to each other.

"Wow! What was that just now?!"

"Is there a need to ask? It's the legendary strong man who locks men!"

"It's my first time seeing it. Oh my god, I'm so excited!"

"The scene is too beautiful, I don't dare to look..."

"Bullsh*t! I'm clearly drooling!"

"Slurp... No Way! Slurp... where do you teach that posture? I really want to learn it..."

"Bring Me along! Bring me along!"

Jian Jian's gaze was the most fervent. "That kind of cruel beauty, forbidden passion, and twisted symbolic posture, it's like a shackle that imprisons the soul. It carries a hundred thousand volts of punishment electric current. Just thinking about it makes one shudder..."

Lady he was stunned by Jian Jian's lyrical expression. She was dumbstruck, unable to utter a word.

A young lady with a voluptuous figure who looked like a bun asked with a glint in her eyes, "Jian Jian, what's that move called?"

"It's called hooliganism!"

Xiao Long snappily replied, "How can it be like that? There's not even a bit of the hot-blooded feeling of the arena anymore!"

"Wang Yan is clearly not hooligan enough!"

Jian Jian said calmly, throwing out a particularly reasonable analysis.

"If we were to really fight, Wang Yan would lock him up like he did just now, and then bite him with a snap. I guarantee that he would be able to make the enemy cry until they're dehydrated. The key is that you can't be diagnosed with serious injuries after the injury test!"

Everyone was collectively dumbfounded.

Big Sis, your brain circuits... are amazing!

He Miaomiao didn't understand what was going on and asked foolishly, "Where?"

"The most vicious bite is of course the Achilles tendon. If you bite it, you'll definitely cry!"

Jian Jian blinked her eyes and chuckled.

Wang Yan leaned against the protective rope of the arena and heard it clearly. Instantly, his forehead was filled with black lines.

Big Brother and small were extremely rich. They had no choice but to use Gracie, yet you still arranged an additional big move for me?

She turned her head and teased with a mischievous smile, "Pretty girl, when you come up later, I'll let you experience it?"

Jian Jian hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no, my Achilles tendon isn't fully developed yet... sigh, brother Hu has gotten up, please continue!"

Hei Hu did not suffer any serious injuries, but he was extremely confused.

He stood up shakily and gave Wang Yan the middle finger. "D*mn it, I was careless just now. Again!"

Oh, that feeling was good. Brother Hu had a whole set of unique skills and had never had the chance to display them. If he was embarrassed to show them outside, it would be much more convenient on the fighting field.

Brother Hu, you are really a caring little cutie!

The second round.

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Hei Hu cautiously maintained his distance and started with low whip kicks from all directions.

Young Master Wang responded to the myriad of changes by remaining unchanged. In short, he continued to act like a hoodlum.

Close to the body, he had arms to hold his arms, legs to hold his legs, he was not picky.

In no time, he found an opportunity and directly used Kimura lock, breaking brother Hu's shoulder into an inverse triangle.

"Oh my God! It hurts! It hurts! It's going to break! It's going to break..."

Next, the secret of massacring the horse, crossbar!

"Stop, stop, Stop! Let go of me! If it really breaks, it's really going to break..."

The streamline twisted the flying crossbar to take down the mount and the Thunderbolt Burst Hammer!

Hei Hu slammed the ground with the hammer. "I admit defeat! I admit defeat! Can't I admit defeat? ! Why are you still beating me? Are you even human?!"

His tone was filled with grief and indignation, and his voice was so miserable that anyone who heard it would cry upon seeing it.

Miserable, it was too miserable, it was inhumane!

Wang Yan let go of that fellow and asked with a smile, "Please listen to the question: Who's your daddy?"

Hei Hu slumped to the ground and weakly raised two middle fingers. "Son, I admit defeat! If I follow you into the arena in the future, I'll be a F * cking paramecium! Ai, are you angry? If you have the guts, beat me to death!"

The group of onlookers below all gave in.

Xiao Long sighed. "Brother Hu is really strong. Even after being twisted into such a state, he still dares to be cheeky..."

Jian Jian exposed the truth with a simple sentence. "What else? Anyway, Wang Shaohuo has already caused enough trouble for me. It's still a bargain to get some benefits from him!"

Brother Bao scratched his chin thoughtfully. "I don't know why, but the moment you opened your mouth, I subconsciously began to think about the true meaning of each word..."

The group of people put aside their blind skin, but Young Master Wang was sizing up the paralyzed man and thinking to himself: What else did he not take care of?

After thinking for a long time, he actually could not find it.

Well, it seemed that it could only be like this today..

After giving Hu zi one last kick on the butt, Wang Yan waved his hand.

"Carry him away, next!"

"Carry your sister, who the f*ck is crazy enough to go up and fight you..."

Qian Qian muttered to herself as she carried Hei Hu off the stage together with Jian Jian.

She really couldn't move.

Her injuries weren't that serious, but her entire body was in pain. Every joint and every cell in her body were in pain.

Those who had never experienced the sour feeling of strengthening the Thai style would definitely not know it.

Hei Hu was a real man. He didn't lose out even when being carried away. he shouted crazily, "Come on? Continue? ! Let's do it again. Even if you kneel down and beg me not to die, it won't work!"

Wang Yan was in a good mood, but he was not annoyed. He asked with a smile, "Brother Hu, are you staying at my place tonight? Kerry's bed is also very big..."

Brother Hu immediately began to groan. "Aiyo, brothers, be gentle. It hurts! Well, is there any kind-hearted young lady who will take me in tonight? I'm so pitiful. It's difficult even for me to bathe myself..."

If it were any other time, there would have been young ladies who would have rushed up to comfort him. However, today, they were all looking at Wang Yan with misty eyes.

"Handsome, can you guide me? Just that... just that very domineering posture!"

What was that?

"How do you want to guide me?"

Looking at the other party's expression, it was hard to describe. Young master Wang shivered violently and walked off the stage decisively.

Sorry, male-locking stunts are not to be used on women!

The oath from before was still in his ears, but ever since young master Wang believed in the Crab God, everything in the past was like floating clouds.

Covered in sweat, he jumped to He Miaomiao's side, and the young miss shrank back in disgust.

But from her expression, it was clear that she was happy.

"What's the matter? Have you been conquered by my fancy beating performance? Do you feel extremely comfortable?" teased Wang Yan. It was rare that she did not roll her eyes and nod excitedly.

"You are indeed good at fighting. It's especially good to watch!"

"What do you mean by fighting? That's a regular fighting sport, okay? Do you know Kung Fu?"

"You're fighting all over the place. My six-year-old nephew is from the same sect as you. What are you showing off for?" Jian Jian sneered.

Qian Qian moved closer to Jian Jian and said, "Yes, yes! Gracie is the king of fighting. He's both hooligan and ugly! However, young master Wang's actions are surprisingly good-looking. It kind of subverts my worldview..."

How dare you call someone else a hooligan!

Wang Yan slapped Jian Jian's hand away. Then, before more girls surrounded him, he stood up and walked to the changing room.

"I'm going to change. Wait for me."

Most of the women looked disappointed. Only bun-hit-dog had a look of joy in his eyes as he quietly followed behind.

Needless to say, it was all the fault of the new talent skill [extreme beauty].

Whether or not Gracie was ugly had nothing to do with young master Wang.

In any case, Young Master Wang's movements were smooth, natural, and precise. He had a unique sense of beauty that was both violent and elegant. Anyone with a little bit of aesthetic standards could feel the impact.

Women were animals. When faced with Wang Yan, they could not close their mouths. Er, they were smiling.

...

She changed her clothes for more than three minutes.

As soon as she came out, miss he activated her radar electronic eyes and scanned Wang Yan's body from top to bottom.

When she did not find anything unusual, she finally calmed down.

"It's only been three minutes," she thought to herself.

"It shouldn't be what?"

"Princess Miao Miao, speak up!"

She did not say anything, but Wang Yan took the initiative to ask, "Wake up, what are you thinking about? Your expression is so strange..."

"It's nothing, I feel like I've lost a meat bun..."

Wang Yan was bewildered.

"I don't understand, it wasn't me, I didn't see it!"

From this, it could be seen that in certain matters. No matter how foolish a girl was, she would always lead a detective.

Even though nothing happened, the small episode just now was still not very easy to explain. Young master Wang immediately turned his head to send warmth to Hei Hu.

"Brother Hu, are you going to the new product launch later?"

Brother Hu instantly exploded.

"Look at my appearance, do I look like a lively good person? Black-hearted, rotten-hearted, pure-hearted bastard..."

Once his excitement pulled on his muscles, he started to feel sour again.

Wang Yan looked at the other party's miserable state and magnanimously forgave him.

You can talk all you want, but I feel good anyway!

"Then let's go back. It's about time. I still need to go back and take a shower and change my clothes."

"Let's go buy some wine!"

He Miaomiao happily retreated with Wang Yan.

Jian Jian reluctantly waved her hand. "Sir, come and play more often in the future!"

"Sure, come whenever you have time. Let's spar more often."

Wang Yan had a great time today. He stretched his muscles and bones, so he generously agreed.

His gaze swept across Xiao Long and brother Bao's faces, and the two men who could run horses on their arms suddenly quivered and smiled bitterly.

Sir, we don't like that kind of thing. You should go play racing...

Wang Yan was just about to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked Jian Jian, "Sister, do you have a boyfriend?"

"N-No! Young Master, do you need someone to warm your bed? I'm generous!"

Jian Jian was suddenly very excited.

Hei Hu muttered, "Dirty and arrogant. Who wants her..."

No one took the joke seriously. Jian Jian was not ugly. Just her face alone was 80 points. Her shoulders were slightly wide, her muscles were slightly stronger, her chest was slightly flat, her thighs were slightly thick, and her hair was slightly heavier...

Uh, in short, she was not ugly.

"I definitely don't need one."

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head. He said straightforwardly, "I have a good friend who sleeps with me. He's especially flirtatious and can take a beating. It's a match made in heaven with you. If you want a common language, you have a common language. If you want an interactive program, you have an interactive program."

If the two of you don't get together, it's simply the biggest loss on the world's peace front.

"How about it? Do you want to consider it?"

Jian Jian's eyes lit up. "Take a beating? How much do you take a beating? !"

Young Master Wang Sighed and nodded. "I didn't even beat that honest guy... He's really a tough guy who can laugh and cry while sitting on a durian!"

"Sure!"

Jian Jian clapped her hands and decided.

"If you have time, come and give me a beating to check out the goods! If we really get along, I'll take care of him! Hahaha..."

Wang Yan retreated in satisfaction.

He carried Miss He.

Miaomiao laughed until her legs went soft and she couldn't move anymore.

This was the best he could do, for they were brothers.

When they left, Miss He was still smiling. She leaned against Wang Yan's side and sniffed.

The fragrance floated, and some feelings began to grow in her heart.

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