I am a super cop

Chapter 1681
There is nothing more maddening than losing your dignity in front of your little brother, and Wu Jinyong will never allow such a thing to happen to him.

Counting the time, it was already the 7th minute.

Although He Wenjun in front of him had already been kicked sideways by the middle and long distance sweeping legs he was good at, and hit his right arm and right leg many times.

Wu Jinyong could even see that He Wenjun had begun to lose his balance, and his moving speed had slowed down significantly.

But I was still careless at the critical moment, and He Wenjun caught the flaw and completed the flip.

Due to the acuity of a professional boxer, Wu Jinyong has already clearly felt that the strength of the seemingly inadvertent flip is actually far beyond his imagination.

Wu Jinyong is really hard to figure out, what kind of ruthless character is this He Wenjun in front of him?

From his provocative punches before the start, to his calm and dodging during the match, and his physical fitness like a professional boxer, this has completely exceeded his imagination.

If you say, before the game, I still want to teach this coward He Wenjun a lesson.

Within 10 minutes, he had to wreak havoc until He Wenjun in front of him was crippled with one punch after another.

So now it seems that this idea can basically end here.

He Wenjun in front of him seemed not so easy to deal with.

If it is said that the three years of disappearance allowed He Wenjun to develop good skills, but in front of himself, a strong man who has practiced boxing since childhood, his disadvantages will be quite obvious.

Several years of boxing practice time, compared with my decades of day and night, is not worth mentioning at all.

But it was in such an environment that He Wenjun on the opposite side could keep predicting the number of attacks he would have.

This made Wu Jinyong fall into a state of anxiety for a while.

If the opponent guesses all the ways of one's attack, it will undoubtedly be fatal, which means that the rhythm of the game will no longer proceed according to one's own way.

From the fact that He Wenjun seized the opportunity and turned himself over just now, it can be seen that his rhythm has been completely disrupted at this moment.

Wu Jinyong squinted his eyes and stared at He Wenjun's right arm and leg.

At this moment, Wu Jinyong also keenly noticed that He Wenjun's thighs seemed to be shaking, and something was not right when he was walking.

Obviously, this has been swept by my own legs, and I can't stand it anymore.

If the fall just now was just my own negligence, then now, I still have to use my best method, leg by leg, to torture this He Wenjun crazily.

"brush!"

Just when He Wenjun's foothold was not stable, Wu Jinyong used his leg sweep again.

"Again?"

Gu Chen has a headache. Although he can predict Wu Jinyong's attack, but he uses mid-range and long-range side kicks endlessly, so what if he can hold it?

There has been obvious swelling in the right arm and right leg.

Another round, Gu Chen really doesn't know how long he can last?
Combined with the previous tactics, Gu Chen began to constantly change his footsteps, using the various toe changes when playing basketball to make himself quickly turn back and avoid.

Although Wu Jinyong had a sharp attack, he didn't take too much advantage when Gu Chen kept changing directions and dodging.

Kicking out again and again, kicking empty again and again.

Obviously, Wu Jinyong also began to realize that He Wenjun on the opposite side seemed to be wasting time with himself.

But He Wenjun can waste time, but he absolutely can't.

If He Wenjun is not knocked down, it means that He Wenjun wins this round of customs clearance.

Then in the eyes of everyone, I will be a complete loser and become a joke.

Wu Jinyong, who became angry from embarrassment, began to intensify and continue to attack.

However, since the rhythm was chaotic, this was a good opportunity for Gu Chen, but Gu Chen found out later that it seemed that it was not going well for him to fight like before.

Wu Jinyong has become very clever, he will push himself away, and then fight back with violent sweeping kicks.

Because his right leg had no strength, it was almost unable to hold on. In the face of Wu Jinyong's almost murderous attack, Gu Chen was instantly beaten and had no strength to parry.

All of this was seen by everyone present, and everyone became excited in an instant.

"It should have been like this a long time ago, this is Wu Jinyong."

"It's finally about to start. What did Wu Jinyong do so early? Are you sleeping?"

"Good job, this guy He Wenjun is dying, beat him, let him taste your Wu Jinyong's power."

……

Seeing Wu Jinyong's almost flowing attack, everyone boiled instantly, as if there was not much time left for Wu Jinyong.

The older man looked at the chronograph, and it was already 8 minutes and 12 seconds.

It is equivalent to saying that the He Wenjun in front of him has withstood the sharp attack of the former Muay Thai strongman Wu Jinyong for more than 8 minutes.

In the eyes of this older man, this is already a bit unbelievable.

What is left to Wu Jinyong now will be the last 1 minute and 48 seconds to resolve the battle.

If Wu Jinyong can't knock down He Wenjun within a minute or so, it means that Wu Jinyong will lose face, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to raise his head in the community.

However, Wu Jinyong, standing on the stage, didn't know all of this?
But Wu Jinyong is also very clear that the He Wenjun standing in front of him at this time is no longer the original He Wenjun.

Now if I want to get serious with him, I have to get to know this terrifying opponent in front of me again.

So Wu Jinyong began to sweep He Wenjun's right arm again and again, and the tactics were executed very resolutely.

This is also his own trump card.

On the other hand, on Gu Chen's side, Gu Chen rushed into the inner circle with heavy punches continuously, trying to KO Wu Jinyong with lightning speed.

However, muay thai fighters generally have hard muscles. Even if Gu Chen hit a few punches, it still couldn't have much impact on Wu Jinyong at that time.

At this time, looking at the stage, Ruan Xukun, who started to attack each other, couldn't help feeling:

"This He Wenjun is indeed a contemporary fighting genius. It can be seen that even Wu Jinyong is very afraid of his right fist and left leg, so he frequently sweeps and kicks."

"These were originally Wu Jinyong's trump card. It seems that in terms of momentum, Wu Jinyong has the upper hand and forced He Wenjun to retreat again and again."

"But in fact, Wu Jinyong did not cause too much damage to He Wenjun, but was easily resolved by He Wenjun with a change of direction."

"And now He Wenjun is also repaying the other side in the same way, continuously adopting Wu Jinyong's offensive method, and quickly counterattacking Wu Jinyong after evading. Wu Jinyong has now been hit by He Wenjun consecutively, and the rhythm is a bit out of order."

"No way?" Gan Ting looked at Wu Jinyong's overwhelming advantage on the court, and then listened to his brother Ruan Xukun's explanation, suddenly he was a little confused and said:

"Brother, did you read it wrong? Now Wu Jinyong has the upper hand, and He Wenjun is forced to be beaten."

"But in your mouth, how did He Wenjun become dominant? It doesn't make sense?"

"What do you know?" Seeing Gan Ting talking back to him here, Ruan Xukun also said angrily: "Punching is not about who is more powerful, but who is more lethal."

Pointing to the two fighting on the stage, Ruan Xukun said again: "From the perspective of momentum, it is true that Wu Jinyong has an absolute advantage, constantly attacking, and constantly pushing He Wenjun into the corner, but has he succeeded?"

After the words fell, Gan Ting was speechless.

"No, right?" Ruan Xukun asked himself and answered, "The reason is very simple. He Wenjun is now adopting a defensive counterattack strategy."

"Don't look at He Wenjun who has been forced to fight by Wu Jinyong, but every time he is forced to the edge of the ring, he can successfully save the day and find other hiding areas."

"It seems that this kid is very accurate in predicting Wu Jinyong's attack. The moment Wu Jinyong punches and kicks, he knows which direction it is in."

Taking a deep breath, Ruan Xukun said again: "If He Wenjun could predict Wu Jinyong's attack before, but he just chose to block it with his body to avoid damage to his vital parts."

"But Wu Jinyong's fists and legs, how can you, an ordinary person, be able to carry them with your body? If you are beaten too much, your body will be severely injured."

Pointing to Gu Chen's trembling body on the stage, Ruan Xukun also reminded him: "Just look at He Wenjun's appearance when he was dodging. Although his footsteps are nimble, his body is still trembling, and he almost staggered and fell several times."

"This is the side effect of the obvious pain, because He Wenjun's right arm and right leg have suffered too many fixed-point attacks from Wu Jinyong, so now the pain is unbearable, causing him to lose his balance."

"Then why can he still avoid Wu Jinyong's attack?" Gan Ting was a little puzzled.

After all, it would be difficult for a person to stand in such a state, let alone avoid Wu Jinyong's next attack.

However, at this moment, Ruan Xukun hesitated.

Looking at He Wenjun on the stage, with those sharp eyes, it seems that he has not given up fighting against the strong at all.

Ruan Xukun was terrified by this resolute look in his eyes.

I can't say why, but He Wenjun did show perseverance and perseverance beyond ordinary people, which has made Shibie three years of himself admiration.

If it is said that the previous self could not look down on He Wenjun's weakness and incompetence at all, then now, He Wenjun, who dared to stand on the stage and fight bravely with Wu Jin, the number one fighter in the society, has already proved himself with his strength.

Ruan Xukun sighed faintly, and said with admiration: "Perhaps it has to be mentioned that the horror of Muay Thai is not its lethality, but its absolute control."

Staring at the two people on the stage, Ruan Xukun continued: "Controlling the rhythm of the game and letting it develop in the direction you want is the key to winning."

"In the past, Wu Jinyong faced opponents who were far weaker than himself, so he could use his own advantages to control the rhythm of the game unscrupulously, so victory is a matter of course."

"But it's different now. He Wenjun on the field directly disrupted Wu Jinyong's offensive rhythm."

"And a punch broke Wu Jinyong's forehead, causing him to bleed profusely, and in front of everyone, he threw Wu Jinyong to the ground."

"These two humiliating mistakes have put a huge burden on Wu Jinyong, because this is a very humiliating behavior."

"So now, when everyone in the audience is looking at Wu Jinyong and looking forward to Wu Jinyong's crushing victory, he gave everyone such an answer."

Taking a deep breath, after a short pause, Ruan Xukun said again: "Obviously, Wu Jinyong has already carried the weight-bearing bag on his back. This competition has been completed beyond his own imagination and disrupted himself. All previous fantasies."

"But now, facing the difficult He Wenjun, it is difficult for him to knock down the opponent in a short period of time. This will inevitably cause Wu Jinyong to be eager to win and attack with great psychological pressure."

"So the effect, you have seen it yourself. Although the attack and momentum are unstoppable, the real effective damage is very small."

"But look at He Wenjun's side. Although he was pressed and beaten by Wu Jinyong, he was able to use his good footsteps and reaction speed to avoid key attacks in time."

"Not only that, He Wenjun can also use Wu Jinyong's offensive end to launch an effective counterattack, and can hit Wu Jinyong's body many times."

Sighing, Ruan Xukun also grinned: "Although this He Wenjun, every time he hits Wu Jinyong, it is nothing at all to a muscular boxer like Wu Jinyong, but it is extremely insulting."

"It's as if you tried your best to smash the opponent, but every time the opponent saved you from danger, but the opponent can slap you lightly on the face every time."

"Although the force is not great, the insult is more lethal and causes greater psychological pressure on the opponent. Wu Jinyong is now facing He Wenjun, which is the case."

"I see." Hearing Ruan Xukun's explanation, Gan Ting, who was standing by the side, finally let go of his heart, and murmured:
"He Wenjun seems to be in a weak position, but in fact he has the advantage, because he can predict the path of Wu Jinyong's punches and legs."

"And not only that, while protecting himself from harm, he can also give Wu Jinyong effective offense."

"From the point of view of mentality, Wu Jinyong has completely collapsed, while He Wenjun put down all his bags and went into battle lightly. Compared with Wu Jinyong, He Wenjun has no burden at all, so he can deal with it calmly."

"Haha." Hearing what his sister said, Ruan Xukun also smiled gratifiedly: "Yes, this is the key to success or failure between the two of you."

"In the eyes of everyone, He Wenjun must be KO'd by Wu Jinyong, or even disabled, but things backfired. Now Wu Jinyong not only failed to KO He Wenjun, but suffered losses one after another, losing face in front of everyone."

"It can be said that in terms of mentality, Wu Jinyong has already lost, but in terms of offense, Wu Jinyong can't help He Wenjun in front of him. This already explains everything."

"As long as He Wenjun survives the last attack in less than a minute, then He Wenjun will be the final winner."

"It's great." Hearing what Ruan Xukun said, Gan Ting was overjoyed immediately, and began to read the time silently in his heart, wishing that the time would return to zero in a second.

In this way, He Wenjun no longer needs to be hurt.

"brush!"

"Snapped!"

On the stage, Wu Jinyong's attack was still fierce, and Gu Chen did not show any weakness. While dodging the attack, he used the blessing of elementary fighting skills to attack quickly.

Wu Jinyong was kicked away by Gu Chen again.

The whole person took a few steps back, and could only use his right leg to kick back, which barely stabilized his position.

"Huh...huh..."

Because the fight was too intense, both of them began to gasp heavily.

At this time, the older man in charge of timing also sighed and raised his right hand to remind him: "10 minutes is up, He Wenjun successfully passed the second round of customs clearance."

"Wow!"

In the audience, only Gan Ting screamed in celebration, while He Wenjun cheered.

The others, on the other hand, looked frustrated and their eyes were full of disbelief.

This was not performed according to everyone's script at all. He Wenjun, who was supposed to be lingering on his last breath, was actually standing on the stage perfectly.

On the other hand, Wu Jinyong, half of his cheeks were already stained red with blood.

Such a stark contrast of embarrassment made it difficult for everyone in the audience to accept it for a while.

As for Wu Jinyong, who was standing on the stage, when he heard the older man reminding him that the customs clearance was over and He Wenjun successfully passed the customs, his mentality collapsed instantly.

"Impossible, how is this possible? How could he, He Wenjun, still be able to stand in the ring unharmed?"

"There must be something wrong with this? It must be."

Wu Jinyong held his head in his hands and seemed to be in a state of confusion.

When Gu Chen faced everyone's doubts, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this second round of customs clearance, he was almost beaten to death by Wu Jinyong.

Fortunately, I have the blessing of elementary fighting skills, and every time Wu Jinyong makes a move, I can slow down the opponent's attack speed by 0.5 seconds in my eyes.

It was also this 0.5 second that gave me enough time to react.

Because Wu Jinyong's shooting speed is extremely fast, even if it is slowed down by 0.5 seconds, Wu Jinyong can still reach the speed of normal people.

Therefore, Gu Chen could only dodge and block instinctively, which had left his whole body covered in scars.

Especially the right arm and leg, as well as the joints of my own hands, seemed to be almost broken by Wu Jinyong.

But even so, I still carried it hard and completed the second round of customs clearance in 10 minutes.

"Phew!" Gu Chen took a deep breath, and at the same time rejoicing, he didn't want to be an enemy of Wu Jinyong.

After all, with He Wenjun's identity, making one more friend is definitely beneficial to one's survival.

As a great man said, make many friends and few enemies.

One less enemy can also reduce unnecessary troubles for your next actions.

Just when Gu Chen walked towards Wu Jinyong, ready to shake hands with him to make peace.

Wu Jinyong raised his head suddenly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Taking advantage of Gu Chen's lack of time to react, Wu Jinyong grabbed Gu Chen's throat.

"Wu Jinyong!"

Seeing this scene, Gan Ting was shocked, and quickly warned loudly: "The competition is over, He Wenjun has passed the customs, you can't do it anymore."

"The customs clearance is indeed over, but my grievances with him are not over yet."

Wu Jinyong's eyes are already red-eyed at this moment, and any rules in front of him are completely nonsense.

He wanted to kill He Wenjun in front of him right now to repay his humiliation just now.

Before he had time to think about it, Gu Chen grabbed Wu Jinyong's arm tightly with both hands.

However, at this time, Gu Chen found that Wu Jinyong's arm was like a steel clamp, holding his throat tightly, no matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to break free.

As Gu Chen's eyes gradually blurred, Gu Chen realized that this Wu Jinyong had murderous intentions.

Faced with the serious threat to his life, Gu Chen no longer estimated the so-called gentleman's moves, and directly kicked Wu Jinyong in the crotch.

"puff!"

"what!"

With a scream, Wu Jinyong was stunned, his eyes widened, he grabbed Gu Chen's arm, and instantly relaxed.

Both hands started to cover the crotch in pain, and slowly knelt down in front of Gu Chen.

"He Wenjun, are you okay?" Gan Ting ran to Gu Chen's side with a worried face, and then glanced at Wu Jinyong who was kneeling in front of him.

However, Wu Jinyong at this time seemed to be completely irritated by Gu Chen.

The moment he raised his head, the veins on his forehead popped out, as if he had turned into a murderous demon.

With Wu Jinyong's roar, he quickly attacked Gu Chen.

"Be careful." Gu Chen pushed Gan Ting aside with his right hand.

However, Wu Jinyong punched him in the abdomen.

Because the force was too strong, Gu Chen took two steps back, staggered and didn't stand still, and knelt down on one knee, covering his abdomen.

At this time, there was a tumbling in the stomach, and all the food that had been eaten in the stomach before was instantly vomited out under the action of the pain.

"He Wenjun!" Seeing this terrifying scene, Gan Ting was instantly stunned.

However, Wu Jinyong doesn't talk about martial arts morality. He wants to kill He Wenjun now, and he won't give He Wenjun any chance at all.

As Wu Jinyong's beast-like roar hit, Gu Chen endured the pain, but he was a little weak, so he could only endure the pain and continue to fight.

And with Wu Jinyong's continuous sweeping and kicking, Gu Chen's combined punches will inevitably be unable to perform.

When a swordsman loses the sword in his hand, one can imagine the fate, so Gu Chen at this time is also suffering and can't tell.

Although Gu Chen seemed to have more effective blows before, in fact, the contest at this time is developing in the direction Wu Jinyong wants.

Wu Jinyong still continued the previous style of play, constantly sweeping Gu Chen's right arm.

At this time, the clothes on Gu Chen's right arm were also kicked by Wu Jinyong several times, and became tattered.

It is conceivable that a person's clothes can be directly kicked with just a heavy kick. This strength is beyond human imagination.

At this time, the muscles of Gu Chen's right arm were already red and swollen visible to the naked eye.

Even if Gu Chen launched an effective counterattack again, his swing was far less agile and lethal than before.

With Wu Jinyong's continuous sweeping and kicking, in the eyes of everyone, this He Wenjun on the stage has become very passive.

It's not that he doesn't want to attack, but every time Wu Jinyong sweeps and kicks, he holds his fists tightly, and is always on guard against Wu Jinyong stepping forward to push his knees.

If he rashly entered Wu Jinyong's inner circle, he was obviously the one who suffered the most.

So at this time, Gu Chen, without absolute certainty, still began to wait for the opportunity, which may be the only thing Gu Chen can do at this moment.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Facing Wu Jinyong's disregard for martial arts, while facing himself being punched in the abdomen by a heavy punch, Gu Chen had to continue to endure Wu Jinyong's sweeping and kicking attacks over and over again.

But at this time, the centripetal force of everyone in the audience began to transfer from Wu Jinyong's side to He Wenjun's body on the stage.

It seems that Wu Jinyong's ignorance of martial arts has already begun to make everyone feel disgusted.

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