Chapter 124: The stolen Qian

Author: The Pigeon of Absolutely

Chapter 124: The stolen Qian

After rubbing his chin, Huo Yunting thought to himself that the salary of the Russian Security Bureau is probably not good, and the president's personal bodyguards are all here to play boxing matches.

I glanced at the five contestants again and felt strange in my heart.

According to Yu Hongjian, the karate contestants were selected from the world competition, and the five were all Russians.

This good-looking world professional karate competition has become a China-Russia confrontation.

Fortunately, this karate is called Japan's national skill, and all the selected foreigners are all selected.

On December 23, the Kung Fu VS World Karate Championship officially began.

The event was more lively than last year's China-Japan martial arts competition, and Guangdong Sports Channel broadcast live at 10:00 pm.

At the opening, Deputy Director Chen of the National Martial Arts Sports Management Center also made a statement, talking about the issue that the players are all Russians.

They didn't expect this, but the campaign was absolutely fair and just. As for the reporter's differences between Russian and Japanese players, Deputy Director Chen Si had a long time.

"The Japanese players have strong ability to resist attacks."

A reporter who is quick-talking, "It's just a sandbag that gets beaten."

Deputy Director Chen glared at him, "I'll pinch this section back."

Since 2004, various domestic Sanda Kung Fu competitions have become increasingly high. From Huo Yunting's participation in the Sino-Japanese War Competition, to the time when he participated in the World Karate Championship today, he has held sixteen events.

According to Yu Hongjian, a week later, the Martial Arts Sanda Kings Competition will be held from Foshan.

At 10:00 pm, the game officially started, and Huo Yunting was the starter.

His opponent is Reslanovich.

At the age of 20, the lightweight champion of this year's World Extreme Vacuum Conference and the International Karate Championships champion last year.

This little Russian is not old, he has a green head and a fierce look between his eyebrows and eyes.

Before the official start of the fight, he suddenly closed his eyes, spread his arms, wrapped his palms around him halfway around his head, and then slowly moved his palms to his chest.

Open your arms, take steps, and make Bruce Lee's signature move.

“Oh~”

He screamed strangely and waved to Huo Yunting.

Huo Yunting frowned. He was not from Sanda Circle, and he couldn't tell whether he was provoking or paying tribute for a while.

Looking back at the player's seat, he suddenly realized the expressions of his four teammates.

Oh, not a provocation.

But it is not a tribute.

It's an insult.

The little Russian grinned and smiled, extremely freely.

Walking into the middle of the ring, the gloves gently hit his chest.

There was no expression on Huo Yunting's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"My grass, what does that boy mean?"

"Provocative?"

When his boxing gloves hit Huo Yunting's chest, the audience in the audience also reacted and started to curse.

Huo Yunting's calf muscles were tense, and with the referee's whip, he rushed forward suddenly and threw a horse whip over.

Huo Yunting's legs were fast, but Reslanovich was not slow either, so he quickly put his arms around to block it.

"Bang!"

Reslanovich's face looked ugly in an instant, and this kick was at least seven or eight hundred pounds.

Blocking the whip leg, Reslanovich quickly opened the distance, and his red left arm trembled slightly.

The Russian retreated, and Huo Yunting didn't give him a chance to breathe, and he kicked him one after another in a row of kicks and kicked him in the lower abdomen and chest.

The little Russian didn't react and was kicked twice and hit the ring rope.

Relying on the force of the rope rebounding, the upper body was about to tilt forward and rushed back, a red glove appeared in front of him. The red color became bigger and bigger, and rushed straight to the bridge of his nose.

"Click"

Hearing this "click", the bridge of his nose "cracked", the little Russian's eyes began to dissipate, and his legs began to become unstable.

Huo Yunting was in power and was unforgivable. His two fists slapped on his face like a storm. From the perspective of the audience outside the field, he could only see the red afterimages slamming back and forth.

The fat referee blew his cheeks and blew his whistle desperately, and his forehead was red. He hurried to the middle of the ring to pull the two of them away.

Just as soon as he leaned over, he felt a fist wind blowing his eyes, so he quickly bent down, put his arms around Huo Yunting's body and pulled him back, and the whistle in his mouth stopped blowing.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

The fat referee pulled Huo Yunting apart and saw his two red gloves becoming more crimson.

The whole audience was silent for a few seconds, and then the cheers of howling waves came from all directions.

"Awesome!"

"Ren Qiu Chuanwu!"

“***!”

Huo Yunting was pulled away, and the medical staff quickly climbed over to the ring and pulled Reslanovich away.

After examining him, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the bridge of the nose was broken.

Although the amount of bleeding on the face is relatively large, the injury is not serious. It is just a concussion.

Fortunately, the Asian man was wearing boxing gloves, and the force of the punch was removed. If he greeted him like this with his finger bones, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

Originally, Huo Yunting thought they had to collect the body of Reslanovich. Thinking about it this way, it was acceptable to have a concussion.

"Hurry! Ambulance!"

In total, Reslanovich was KOed in seconds, and there was no need to compete in the last four rounds.

Huo Yunting returned to the table, and the four teammates laughed happily and slapped them one by one.

"Brother Huo, your kung fu has improved a lot." Liu Hailong looked at Huo Yunting in shock, "This game was a good fight."

A year ago, he dared to say that he could play a 50-5 match with Huo Yunting, but today he didn't dare to say anything.

This kid's kung fu is faster than this information age.

"Brother Liu, I'm a little tougher. You may have a hard time playing the next four games."

Wang Xuyong smiled, "Difficult? You're beaten to death."

Looking in the direction of his finger, the originally relaxed atmosphere on the Russian table had become solemn and silent, sitting upright, or just burying one by one.

Unlike last year's Sino-Japanese Confrontation, five games ended at one time tonight.

After resting for about ten minutes, Polyqiang stood up staggeringly, turned around and grinned, "Brothers, I'm on."

Baoliqiang walked onto the ring with his hands raised, and the shouts burst out again for a moment.

Huo Yunting felt a headache when he heard it, and the shouts around him made him feel upset.

He patted Liu Hailong on the shoulder, "Brother Liu, I'll go out for some breath."

Liu Hailong nodded in understanding. It is difficult to fight these days, let alone bloodshed, so I probably didn't adapt to it.

"Okay, go and go. If there are reporters, media or something, I'll greet you."

Huo Yunting left the gymnasium and breathed a sigh of relief.

Squatting in the corner of the wall, I lit a cigarette, and was feeling comfortable when I saw a figure walking out from the main entrance of the gymnasium.

Huo Yunting was stunned. Is this a thief?

However, with the experience of catching Tom Cruise in Xitang Ancient Town, he did not go up and ask directly this time, so as not to get embarrassed.

He was not tall, about 1.7 meters away from the main entrance of the gymnasium, looked around, and then trotted away.

With the street lights on the street, Huo Yunting could see clearly, he was a girl.

If it were a girl, this 7-meter tall would look a bit taller.

Then he looked at her face, was stunned for a moment, stood up and greeted, "Sixi?"

ps: Today is about ten thousand, so I will write these. I need to run next week.

The original title of the book "The Witch Tastes Really Good", I sent it for special reasons.

Official recommendation: What is the experience of marrying a witch just after traveling through time?

Roy said: "The witch tastes really good."
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