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Chapter 95 Win again!

Zheng Kaiwu went around to Lu Ming's side, and suddenly punched him, but the fist was just released, and then he stopped abruptly and retracted it, and rotated the coupon around his waist. .

The speed of this kick is extremely fast, and there is a false move of the fist, which makes it difficult to distinguish, and it is easy to be hit.

Almost in an instant, the kick had come over.

Lu Ming twisted the soles of his shoes for half a step, and his right palm gently lined up horizontally, and his head moved back to block the foot.

But Zheng Kaiwu, like a clockwork machine, kicked out with one kick, followed by the wind and rain on his hind legs.

The left and right feet changed, and there was less than two seconds between them. The speed was so fast that only one pair of legs could be seen constantly kicking towards Lu Ming in the entire arena.

The flaw of this kind of high leg lift is very large, and it is almost impossible to see it in a formal boxing match.

And for someone like Zheng Kaiwu who only attacked with his legs, he was the only one.

He used extremely fast speed and strength to make up for this flaw.

It is extremely difficult for the opponent to catch it, let alone catch his flaws.

Offensive and defensive, that's it.

"Clap clap clap!"

Lu Ming slapped with both hands, his face did not change at all, and he looked very relaxed and freehand.

Wing Chun's double-handed hands are sharp and delicate in his body, which is pleasing to the eye.

"Is this Wing Chun? I feel like Master Ip Man has come back."

"Shuangshou, this is Shuangshou! Damn it, I've only seen this in a movie, it's so handsome!"

"If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to react when I lifted it up with one foot. How could I have time to think about these moves..."

The so-called double-handedness is "the hands are detached, not sticking constantly", mainly to exercise the tactile response of the hands. When danger comes, the body responds faster than the brain, and the instinct is to use the hands to resolve the danger. Achieving no-trick wins.

If ordinary people want to practice it to the level of Lu Ming, they cannot do it every thirty or fifty years.

At this time, it seemed that Zheng Kaiwu had the upper hand, but Zheng Kaiwu himself knew what was going on.

Don't look at his long legs dancing like a tiger, but Lu Ming in front of him is like an airtight wall.

Every time he was photographed by Lu Ming's hands, it was like being kicked on a ball of cotton. This feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

"drink!"

Zheng Kaiwu snorted softly, raised his foot, returned his body to the upright, almost without any spies, and rushed towards Lu Ming, and instantly opened his hands, he was about to get close to him and entangle Lu Ming.

"Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu?"

Lu Ming immediately saw his purpose, took a half step back, and the moment he lunged forward, the right fist that was retracted to his waist suddenly slammed out an inch punch.

With a punch, Zheng Kaiwu quickly defeated, with his hands in front of his eyes, trying to resist the punch.

"Bang!"

With a dull fist and foot touch, Zheng Kaiwu only felt that a pair of flesh palms had been hit by a hammer, and instantly broke the defense.

Huge power bloomed from Lu Ming's punches and spread instantly.

The others were in mid-air and had already been blasted out for more than half a meter. After landing, they rolled around the ring several times before stopping, but they couldn't get up for a long time.

Wing Chun's inch strength, close at one point, spread strength on all sides!

Inch Jin collapsed, unstoppable!

"So strong!" Wei Peng sighed with emotion: "Lu Ming, he really deserves the title of a martial arts master. This Wing Chun skill is perfect!"

Zhang Yan and the others looked eager and eager to try.

Didn't that man have heroes when he was young?

Lu Ming shows all men's childhood dreams with practical actions at this moment.

Boys do it!

"Lu Ming, win!"

The referee's voice sounded from the ring, and the audience cheered.

The coach stepped forward to help Zheng Kaiwu, who came to Lu Ming and was convinced: "Lu Ming, you are very good! You have to be careful in that night."

Lu Ming was startled, then smiled at him: "Thank you!"

Everyone has been immersed in the two rhythms of Lu Ming,

For two consecutive games, Lu Ming won by absolute advantage.

Especially in the second round, the Wing Chun, who was superb with one hand, was no weaker than the Tai Chi in the first round.

The title of the martial arts master, at this moment, no one has any opinion.

"Road God is awesome!"

"Master of martial arts, well deserved!"

"What about those boxing gyms? Why don't you talk?"

"Hehe, dare to speak, want to become the second Master Ma?"

"Wait for the third game at night, who knows what the highest winning streak is in Fight Island?"

"I checked, the highest is 11 consecutive victories, and it has been seven or eight years."

"Road God, come on, try to break the winning streak."

...

Night falls.

At eight o'clock, Lu Ming took a break and waited for the last boxing match.

He now seems to know, after tonight's fight, how will the next boxing match be arranged?

If they don't care about making money from their own body, then they only need to treat their own as an ordinary boxer, and let it go.

Apparently, they can't seem to do that.

Obviously, Lu Ming felt that there was something wrong with their brain circuits.

After all, with the strength he has shown so far, there is not a single boxer who can fight against him in the entire fighting arena.

Setos in Game 3 tonight.

Zheng Kaiwu reminded him to be careful, but he didn't think that the fat man who was close to 200 pounds could stop him from moving forward.

Lu Ming doesn't know, it's not a question of odds now.

His sudden emergence made Fighting Island almost a joke.

As the world's top unrestricted fighting boxing match, it was unexpectedly beaten by an amateur who was born out of nowhere and could not find an opponent.

This is a laughing stock to them!

Fighting Island would never allow an amateur like him to continue winning 18 games in a row.

He has to lose, no matter what the odds are, he has to lose.

The arena will do everything possible to end Lu Ming's winning streak, and before the eighteenth fight, the end is also his victory.

In the evening, ten o'clock.

Lu Ming set off for the boxing ring.

The number of online users of Dousha remains at a terrifying number of 80 million, and the number of online users overseas has also exceeded 50 million.

More than 100 million people around the world are waiting for Lu Ming's third boxing match today.

In the presidential suite, several high-level executives were leaning on the sofa and watching silently with expressionless faces.

"He won't be too smooth!" said the middle-aged man Xie Ding.

"Is the group match scheduled for tomorrow?"

"Don't worry!" Fatty said: "His winning streak will end tomorrow, we have the money ready and bet tomorrow!"

The confident smile of the fat-eyed man made them somewhat relaxed.

Yes, no one in this world can win all the time.

All the world's best fighters in Fight Island, Lu Ming's winning streak will finally end tomorrow.

And they will be able to hold sacks for money at that time!