People Are in the Four and Nine Cities, and Cheng Jianjun is Crying at the Beginning

This let, he has completely lost the initiative.

The next moment, Zheng Pengju's worries immediately became a reality.

Seeing that Han Chunming saw his hand in front of his throat, he immediately closed his throat.

Turning his fist into a palm, his fingers rudely inserted his eyes towards him.

At the same time, the feet are also turned diagonally upwards, straight to the crotch.

Plug your eyes!

Kick the crotch!

This is too insidious!

Zheng Pengju almost scolded him.

However, there is not so much time for him to think so much now.

Immediately protected it again.

This protection, although it is to protect the past.

But anyone with a discerning eye could already see that Zheng Pengju was already in a state of embarrassment.

And Han Chunming already has the advantage!

What is even more shocking is that Han Chunming, who has the advantage.

The attack was even more violent.

Like a hurricane.

A steady stream of attacks came towards Zheng Pengju.

Means completely trust the reins.

Get straight to the point!

Every move is a killer move!

Zheng Peng raised this side, which is exactly what he said.

A slow move.

That is to move slowly!

After losing the initiative, he could only cope with the defense.

But this passive defense could not keep up with Han Chunming's offensive at all.

About ten rounds passed.

Han Chunming repeated the same trick again, kicking Zheng Pengju's crotch.

Zheng Pengju hurriedly looked at his crotch.

But at the door, a gust of wind hit.

He was horrified, and it was too late to think about defending again.

He closed his eyes in despair.

After waiting for a while, the expected severe pain did not come.

Open your eyes.

I saw Han Chunming's slight smile in front of him, and his hand was barely a centimeter from his throat.

This punch, if you go down.

I'm afraid that in the next half month, I will not be able to slow down at all.

"This……"

Zheng Peng lifted his face completely blank.

"Lose...lose!"

Off the field, everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Looking at Han Chunming, they all guessed his identity.

Those eyes were completely different.

Back on the field again.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But this scene has become a reality.

Zheng Pengju was in a trance for a while.

He suddenly thought of something.

He drank at Han Chunming: "Come again! I underestimated you just now!"

"This time... I will give [*]% of my strength from the very beginning!"

Come on, he didn't say anything when he saw Han Chunming.

He pushed his body forward and attacked Han Chunming with his fists dancing.

This time, he chose to take the initiative.

"coming!"

Han Chunming's expression froze, and he quickly greeted him.

The fight just now stimulated his fighting spirit.

Soon, the two figures were intertwined.

The two figures, like dragons and tigers fighting each other, swiftly intertwined.

From the action, it can be seen that this is completely two styles of people.

Zheng Pengju's moves are open and close!

Looks gorgeous and majestic!

On the other hand, Han Chunming was at a loss for words.

Recruit unconventional.

The tricks are all fierce.

Even, there are some tricks that are simply sinister and vicious, and unsightly in the eyes of everyone.

But it's these tricks.

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But it made Han Chunming's attack extremely fierce.

In a moment, the process of turning from defense to attack was completed.

And then, it's like a remake of the previous game.

Although, this time Zheng Peng took a little longer.

But in the end, under the fatigue of coping.

It was still caught by Han Chunming.

One punch pushed Zheng Pengju to a dead end.

"I surrender!"

Look at the fierce fist in front of him.

Zheng Peng raised his hands helplessly.

On his face, there was a slump.

"Again... lose!"

Off the field, there was an unbelievable sigh.

No one thought of it.

Zheng Yanwang actually lost to Han Chunming, who looked polite and polite in front of him.

Also, one lose is twice.

 …

For a time, he looked complicated.

After a while, Zheng Pengju slowed down, bowed his hands towards Han Chunming, and said politely: "The skill is not as good as others! I am willing to bow down!"

He is an open-minded person.

Although it's still frustrating!

But it is not unacceptable.

After all, from the very beginning, he knew that Han Chunming was a master.

Losing two games in a row now gave him a desire to become stronger.

"but……"

He couldn't help but show a strange look on his face, looked at Han Chunming and said, "This trick of yours is too sinister! It's... a bit lacking in martial arts!"

"Wude?"

Han Chunming smiled and said to Zheng Peng, "Martial arts, not acting skills!"

"It's... a killing technique!"

"I really want to go to the battlefield! How can there be any martial virtue between life and death!"

These words fell loudly, without waiting for Zheng Pengju and other onlookers to react.

Entry.

A loud voice came over.