When Samurai Akirata's words were spoken, everyone in the gym was completely irritated.
"Little devil, will you have trouble growing taller if don't brag?"
"No wonder you are so short even with a weight of 75 kg. It turns out that because you're always boasting."
"Dare to say that you would beat Liu Feng to death on the ring. I figure you're eating too many brainless pills. You're so cheeky to brag. Do you little devils like to brag due to your genes?"
If a man could be killed by words, I was afraid that Samurai Akirata at this time would have already been a dead man.
Liu Feng was the star player of this Universiade, and he already showed extraordinary talents in the football matches before the opening ceremony of the Universiade. Besides, he did what was righteous at the opening ceremony. Thus, he became widely known.
It was just that Liu Feng kept sitting at the auditorium and kept a low profile, t
After hanging up the phone, Samurai Akirata showed a grim and confident smile on his face. "With that medicine, my body function can be tripled in three minutes. Liu Feng, I originally planned to beat you to death in the ring. But now I have changed my mind. Instead, I will disable you and watch you kneel down in the ring, and say that you are worse than pigs and dogs. Hehe!" Liu Feng's matches ended without any suspense, and his opponents didn't put up any resistance. However, as his opponents were ordinary college students, Liu Feng didn't deal with them seriously. After finishing the matches, he even gave instructions to his opponents on the spot. "How different and good Liu Feng is! On the contrary, the Japanese guy's bearing is nothing compared to Liu Feng's." "Don't compare that Japanese guy to Liu Feng, they don't belong in the same world at all." "I just can't wait to watch Liu Feng's next match. He may be
All the audience turned their attention to Samurai Akirata. Liu Feng gave this fist more power than the first one. Samurai Akirata fell straight back to the ground, making a thumping sound. "Ha! This Japanese guy is so 'powerful'!" "F*ck, he once arrogantly claimed that he'd kill Liu Feng in the ring, but today he has been knocked down twice in the first round." "Hey, dude from Japan, can you stand up?" All of the audience was so excited that they stood up, and some people shouted while stretching out their necks, which made them hoarse. "F*ck!" Samurai Akirata stood up again. At that time, half of his face was red and swollen. One had to say that his resistance was excellent. Even though he had been knocked down twice, he just acted as if nothing had happened. Not only were his movements flexible, but also his mind was still very clear. After standing up, Samurai Akirata
The conversation between Liu Feng and Samurai Akirata was so low that only the referee on the ring could hear. Since they talked in Japanese, the referee couldn't understand even if he could hear. After saying the harsh words, Liu Feng suddenly increased his speed. Although he only increased a little, he completely crushed his opponent. "Bump bump bump!" The audience heard the sound of fighting and felt enthusiastic once again. Liu Feng threw a fit and he attacked his opponent strongly. He hit Samurai Akirata at his forehead with a powerful swinging punch. And then, Liu Feng played straight punches, hooks, jabs, etc., and all the continuous punches slammed onto Samurai Akirata's face. Under the sharp attacks of Liu Feng, Samurai Akirata was beaten to retreat repeatedly. Even if he held his hands up to protect his head, Liu Feng's fist could hit him from the gap between his arms.
"Yes!" A man in black came out of the dim corner. His face was covered with a black mask, and there was an evil spirit all over his body. He bowed respectfully to the beauty in the kimono and then left quickly. The beauty in the kimono turned off the monitor in front of her, and then turned to look out of the window. She muttered coldly, "Liu Feng, you are really a tough target. You just wait, and I will go back soon. You'll make you live in hell." In Nanjing, Liu Feng's match was over. Liu Feng stepped down from the ring with the cheers of the crowd and left, waving to everyone. Even though it was an ordinary Sanda competition in the Universiade, Liu Feng showed his momentum, prestige, and national integrity. After Liu Feng left, the audience was not interested in the next match. Many people still talked about Liu Feng. "Liu Feng is so cool. To tell the truth, I was worried about him b
"Big Boss, I'm staying in Nanjing. If you always do it by yourself, it will seem that my soul-reaper messenger is so useless. Give him to me." Just then, the handsome, half-blooded Haiyer came out of the corner of the corridor. Today, it was unknown what Haiyer would do. He wore a stiff suit, a white shirt, and a tie. He combed his hair carefully. It smelt like he wore cologne, which showed he was exquisite and awkwardly adorable. Liu Feng said with a smile, "If you want to play, I'll give him to you." "Liu Feng, you're the one I'm going to hit," Ouyang Xiaofeng said with a cold face. Before Liu Feng replied, Haiyer hurriedly said, "You do not deserve to fight my Big Boss. Of course, if you can beat me, my Big Boss will fight you." 666 "Hmph!" Ouyang Xiaofeng snorted coldly, raised his hand and pressed the button to open the lift, then stepped into it. "Go up to the rooftop. I just hit
"Be a friend!" Ouyang Xiaofeng said calmly. Haiyer's hypnosis was so powerful that the hypnotized person appeared to be a little dazed just after the hypnosis, and it would be a long time until they returned back to normal. "That's right." Liu Feng, like facing a decades-old friend, hugged Ouyang Xiaofeng's neck and asked, "By the way, are you really a college student? To be honest, I don't believe that an ordinary college student could be so skillful." Ouyang Xiaofeng said, "No, I became a college student before the opening ceremony of the Universiade. I came here to participate in the striker competition." "Oh, how old are you?" "I am 25 years old." "D**n! You are two years older than me. You have succeeded in internal force at a young age, so your future is promising." "Well, both my master and his brothers said that I was the genius of the Kongtong Sect that they had n
On the grandstand of the gymnasium, a gasping sound could be heard. How painful would it feel, getting so many of your teeth punched? Even if it was the hateful Zhama Tuoba, everyone could feel his pain. Whirr! Zhama Tuoba, lying inside the ring, was breathing heavily, and for the first time, his eyes showed a tinge of fear. But this Indian Aasan's brain was a bit slow. He was afraid, but had to pretend to be tough and said, "I think I just lost in speed. If it is measured by toughness, you can't beat me." "Bullsh*t!" At least half of the spectators in the stands, laughed at this fool. "You Indian fool, he is so fast, so why would he use toughness to confront you?" "You take a gun, and he takes a knife. If you fight, will you not use the gun, but find a knife to cut him?" "No wonder your country is so backward. If everyone's IQ is like yours, there is no way
Yang Shiwen finished speaking, and the muffled sound of a billiard ball hitting balls, could be heard. In this instant, the waiter's buttocks arched backward mightily, and his legs were closed tightly. The tray in his hand, together with the three cups of watermelon juice, dropped with a loud clatter. The No.9 ball, which had flown out, reached the crotch of the waiter, and seemed to be spinning violently. The happenings at this end of the room, immediately attracted the attention of a few people, who were playing at the other tables. "What the f**, I did not understand what billiard hitting balls meant, before. It actually hit his balls. This guy is really cool." "Billiards balls are made of marble. If it hit his balls, that must surely hurt." "Dam*, I always hear about ballache, and now I really witnessed it, first hand." Thump! Meanwhile, the waiter, whose balls were hi