Takami Yosuke concentrated a little, pulled up his fist and headed straight for Ling Anqi's face. However, due to insufficient height, his fist hit Ling Anqi's round and swollen chest.?

"Looking for death!" The silly girl shouted, her hands blocking her chest and opening her arms.

Just as Gao Jian was thinking about it, he temporarily turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Ling Anqi's forearm, and then twisted the other party's elbow joint.

I have to say that Gao Jianyangsuke has a good experience in facing the enemy. No matter how outstanding anyone has to resist attacks, his joints are not practiced. Even if you are an American boxing champion, once you are locked, no matter how strong you have, you will not be able to get it.

Yosuke Takamiya succeeded in one blow and moved immediately, exerting force on his thumb and four fingers at the same time, making a clever twist.

Ling Anqi was anxious and wanted to raise her hand to push her to separate her. However, it was too late. Two clicks, and severe pain in the elbow joint was heard, and Gao Jianyang had already been removed from it.

While Takami Yosuke exerted force on his hand, he twisted Ling Anqi's knee in the opposite direction with his left foot.

Ling Anqi could no longer hold on and fell down with a bang.

This is the gap between ordinary people and top experts in the industry, like an abyss. Ling Anqi can easily deal with more than ten gangsters in front of him. However, Yosuke Takamiya, known as the number one fighting person in Japan, is not a flaw. He is at the peak of Japan, regardless of strength, degree, skills and adaptability. He is not as good as the Japanese.

"Okay!" Liu Peilong blurted out.

Liu Xiaoxuan's face turned pale and she glared at her nephew. The boy was so happy that he didn't see his aunt's wink at all.

Takami Yosuke pounced on Ling Anqi, clamped her neck with his feet up and down, and twisted her wrist with both hands.

This is a famous joint cross lock in Japanese judo. Yosuke Takamiya has mastered it and can lock the opponent tightly on the ground and unable to move until he suffocates to death.

Although it is not as eye-catching as the stormy attacks in boxing matches, it is also a trick to win.

Ling Anqi's elbow joints were removed and she couldn't use her strength for the moment, so she had to twist her shoulders with her waist and try to get rid of the cross-fixed lock.

In desperation, she rolled her waist with her back and accidentally hit her. It was one of the ways to break the cross. With her huge body, she actually found out the control range of Takamiya Yosuke's feet.

"Baga!"

Gao Jianyangjie roared, quickly adjusted his body position, and rushed up at a speed of one body. When Ling Anqi was just halfway up, he rushed forward with a knee and hit Ling Anqi's nose hard.

The crisp sound of "click" was loud and the movement was large, making the visual impact full. Several rich women couldn't help but shrink their necks, as if the hit nose was on their faces.

Yosuke Takamiya didn't look at the result at all. He hugged Ling Anqi's back of his head with both hands, pressed down his knees and lifted them up again, and continuously hit Ling Anqi's face.

"Click!Click!Click!"

Every sound seems to be a fracture.

Judging from the strength of the knee collision, even if it is a steel plate, it will be dented, let alone the very fragile nose bridge?

The rich woman who took off her top was so proud that she screamed: "Yosuke!Yosuke! I've put you one million down! Use force! Use force!"

In an instant, Song Baojun's body trembled slightly, and his violent personality improved. As long as the most dangerous situation occurred, he would rush to the stage to stop it regardless of everything.

Song Baojun regretted it. He shouldn't have let the stupid girl go on stage to fight because of a fight. Once the stupid girl has any accidents, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

When Yan Yu was provoked, he should be a turtle.

Maybe I asked my cousin for help, but I insisted on showing off this strength!

Takami Yosuke let go of Ling Anqi, who was shaking and ignorant.

"Oh my God!" Mu Qiuguang covered his mouth and couldn't believe it, and murmured: "What should I do? What should I do?"

Gao Jian Yosuke clamped his hands and ten fingers into a chicken heart shape, and instantly hit Ling Anqi's abdomen dozens of times, making a slap sound, as fast as a machine gun.

Everyone was dazzled and amazed.

Too strong, really too strong!

In order to facilitate the audience to appreciate, the organizer played the intuitive data of both players in real time on the large screen above the ring. At this time, what is displayed on the big screen is Yosuke Takamiya's punching rate: a total of 95 hits were shot in five seconds, an average of 19 punches per second! The average strength of each punch is between 120 and 200 kilograms.

Then the strength of his muscle tissue is close to that of the top group in humans.

To change the metaphor, even a young bull weighing 600 kilograms cannot live for five seconds under Yosuke Takamiya.

Ling Anqi immediately fell to her head, and her clothes on her belly broke a big hole, making beautiful flesh appear.

Gao Jianyangjie raised his head high to the audience, raised his hands, like an archangel bathed in the holy light, with a victory posture, and was greeted by the tide of applause and cry.

The rich woman undressed and jumped on the table. The poor wooden table finally couldn't bear the weight and collapsed in a flash. The rich woman screamed and rolled down. Two staff members rushed over to check.

Yosuke Takamiya wandered around the ring and waved to the audience who supported him.

In less than a minute, he controlled almost all the progress of the game, completely suppressing the opponent without any power to fight back, and wonderfully interpreting the title of "the number one person in Japan's fighting" is not a false reputation.

"Um..." Ling Anqi rubbed her groggy head and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Gao Jianyangsuke was stunned: "Can you still move?"

Many rich fans also stopped cheering, as if something was wrong, so it would be better not to set 1ag too early.

Gao Jianyangsuke turned around quickly and whipped Ling Anqi's legs with his outer instep. The force was so strong that he immediately made Ling Anqi kneel down on one knee.

It looks extremely ordinary on the outside, but in fact, this kick contains the hard work of Yosuke Takamiya for many years. He specially studied the essence of Muay Thai. Even a thick tree stump can be swept off on the spot, let alone the flesh and blood of human body?

Yosuke Takamiya hit Ling Anqi's temple with another heavy punch.

His speed was as fast as lightning, never leaving any room for his opponent to react. He punched one after another, fisted the key points, followed one leg tightly, and his legs quickly surpassed the meteor.

The continuous attacks do not give the opponents on the court and the audience on the court a chance to breathe. It is like a movie with strong suspense, every second is full of excitement and cannot tolerate any urine points.

Yan Yu took the opportunity to show off his proficiency and smiled: "Pelong, do you know how Mr. Gao Jian's nickname "Five-winged Demon King" came from?"

"Uh..." Liu Peilong thought for a while and said, "Is it to pay tribute to Oda Nobunaga?"

Oda Nobunaga was called the Sixth Heaven Demon King by the Japanese, and it seemed to have a little meaning.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "It means that Mr. Gao Jian is like a demon king, and his head, hands, and feet are all wings, which are five powerful weapons. Mr. Gao Jian learns from all kinds of strengths, judo, karate, kendo, taekwondo, Jeet Kune, Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu, American boxing, and military fighting skills. Every inch of muscle in the body is a weapon."

"There is another meaning." Liu Peilong said happily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Jian Yangjie hit Ling Anqi's forehead with a header, smashing the silly girl into a star's eyes.

After several heavy blows, Ling Anqi was already in great pain. She had already stepped forward to protect Mr. Song with all her passion, thinking that she was strong and it was no big deal. But she just thought it was too simple. A person who stood at the peak of the fighting industry was not something she could compete with.

Gao Jian Yosuke's speed is as fast as a cheetah, his power is as great as a rhino, his reaction is quick and his ape, and his calculations are accurate and he is not inferior to that of a computer. She, Ling Anqi, could not even see the other party's movements clearly, so how could she fight back?

When Takamiya Yosuke's fist came over, she could only feel a cold wind blowing in her face, her eyes blurred, and her face was beaten.

When she raised her arms to block her chest, Takami Yosuke's hand had already run to her stomach. And at this time, Ling Anqi's elbows were dislocated and she had no power to fight back.

Ling Anqi hugged her head and endured it hard, and saw Mr. Song, who was more than ten meters ahead, looking at him with concern.

Mr. Song frowned, his teeth were clenched, and his cheek muscles were raised high. The meaning in his eyes was very complicated.

I can't even protect my husband!

A strong emotion surged into Ling Anqi's heart, incompetent, helpless, and powerless.

If I am knocked down by Yosuke Takamiya, then the gentleman will become the fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered!

He will be beaten to death by those bad guys!

What a good person, sir!

Thinking of this, Ling Anqi's heart was filled with infinite sadness and uneasiness.

Countless bayonets stabbed her heart in the dark and cut it into pieces. It seemed that there were more than a dozen beasts with fangs and claws chewing on her heart, and she wished she could cry out immediately.

In the hazy state, she seemed to see Mr. Song being arrested by Yan Yu and thrown on the ground and kicked and beaten. Blood was spurted out one by one. The gentleman begged for mercy, but the evil people didn't listen. It seemed that someone raised a knife and slashed at the gentleman.

"What am I doing?" A feeling of self-blame suddenly occupied the painful heart.

Where is this? When?

I shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting my husband, and I have no right to cry here, let alone grief.

But they are so vicious...

Why am I so incompetent? I can’t even protect my beloved gentleman!

At first, Ling Anqi just held her head and endured the boxing and beaten by Yosuke Takamiya. Amid all the audience's excited and hoarse screams, she felt no pain at all due to excessive excitement.

She was like a small boat in the vast ocean, floating in the huge waves. She was like a blind man in the dark, groping and always falling in the same place.

Her mind was full of misery and her mind was filled with pain and regret.

Gradually, her ears began to ring, turning into a rumbling piece.
Chapter completed!