Chapter 297

Compared with bassoon's flying, Vicky is not so lucky!

After playing feibasong, Qin Lang swung his left leg like a golf club and hit vicai in the jaw.

There was a sound of broken bones and cracked teeth. Bassoon felt a sharp pain coming from his jaw. Immediately, cold sweat covered his forehead and flew away in the direction of Qin Lang's leg force.

With a bang, Vicky fell to the ground heavily and fainted.

As soon as the rest of the disciples saw it, they couldn't help taking a breath of air. Wei guess's jaw was kicked askew, and it would be very difficult to eat in the future.

"Throw them down." At this time, thrifty spoke with indifference. He had no pity for the two lost dogs, and he had no respect for his former master and apprentice.

Basong, who has not yet fainted, is a little desperate. He looks at Qin Lang maliciously. All this is due to him.

Then two disciples came up and carried Basong and Weichai down. On the ground, there were terrible blood stains that made them feel suffocated.

With their defeat, Jian finally moved. He suddenly stood up, walked to the center step by step barefoot, and came to Qin Lang.

The two men stood opposite each other, and the battle was imminent.

Everyone held their breath. This is the final battle. What happened before was just a little bit before the meal, which was deliberately arranged by their master Jian in order to let a potential master know Qin Lang's fighting power.

One of the disciples of the martial arts school has a sneer on his face. He thinks that this time, he will be able to put out Qin Lang's arrogance and let him know that there is heaven and there are people outside.

Chen zulai's breathing became heavy. Although Qin Lang's fighting power was really strong, they just felt the pressure of the atmosphere, which made them a little out of breath.

But Qin Lang didn't care at all. He looked at the thrifty man standing in front of him with a lazy smile on his face and said, "Oh, little coal ball, you can finally stand up."

Hearing this, Jian almost went mad. No one ever dared to speak to him like this.

After all, thrift is really black and thin. It's really like a coal ball. Unfortunately, no one dares to say that.

Thrifty teeth bit and bit, finally it is to hold back, did not immediately break out, then nodded coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "you are really strong!"

"Yes? Congratulations on your successful realization of this. Now I'll give you a chance to kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy. Maybe I can let you go. "

Qin Lang said with a smile, as if he only came here for training.

Hearing this, thrifty's face became gloomy again, and became gloomy again. The roots of his teeth were clenched tightly, his eyes were closed, and he was short of breath.

"But, frivolous, arrogant, is your weakness!" Thrifty said word by word, suddenly suddenly opened his eyes, cold, immediately slightly back body, right leg shot out, straight to Qin Lang's head.

In the blink of an eye, we have to say that thrift is really powerful and terrible.

However, Qin Lang was even more terrible. In the face of thrift, he just tilted his head to the side and hid.

You are fast, but Qin Lang is faster!

Flashing to one side, Qin Lang slightly smile, raised his hand to sort out the hair, gently shook his head, said: "still want to sneak attack?"

Jian slowly closed his leg and frowned slightly. Although this leg was not his full strength, it was a sneak attack. Moreover, it was so fast that he didn't even touch Qin Lang's clothes.

"Yes, you deserve my best." She said coldly.

"If you don't do your best, there's no chance of backhand." Qin Lang disdains the way, is still indifferent.

The people in the Thai Boxing hall can't help their anger. They dare to despise their master like this.

"The master beat him so hard that he couldn't find the North!"

"Not enough. He was half paralyzed."

"Teach him a lesson and let him know what you're good at!"

“……”

There was a murmur of dissatisfaction from the people of the martial arts school. Jian raised his hand and made a "stop" gesture. Then his voice slowly receded.

"As I said, your weakness is obvious." Thrifty sneer, he refers to the nature of Qin Lang's arrogance, said to step forward, hands also slightly raised, two small arms appear "eight" shape fixed in front of him.

This is the standard position of Muay Thai.

"Drink!"

The next moment, Jian suddenly kicks up and roars to Qin Lang, and the ground under his feet is cracked.

"No, it's not human." Chen zulai said, pinching the sweat in the palm of his hand. He caught a glimpse of the crack that had been trampled out by frugality for a moment. A trace of crisis passed in his heart, and he could not help worrying about Qin Lang.

So are the rest.

In the face of Jian's volley, Qin Lang laughed with interest, sidestepped away from the leg, and immediately launched an attack, and kept on fighting.

Thrifty also took advantage of the situation to fight like rain. The two sides opened a protracted war. You punched me and I came and went with one leg. The speed was extremely fast, as if their arms had turned into virtual shadows. The people around them were stunned and called out two abnormal people in their hearts.Bang!

With a heavy punch, they split equally in the air and separated quickly.

"You're strong, but the fight is over. I'll give you all the humiliation you have done to my martial arts school today! " The more he fought in Vietnam, the more arrogant he was. His eyes were red and his mouth was covered with a ferocious smile.

Only his disciples knew that it meant that he had gone away and no one could stop him.

"Master, abuse him!"

Jian's disciples roared wildly, and accompanied him to go crazy.

Qin Lang laughs. Before that, he was just trying. It seems that he was looked down upon. Or else, I'll teach you a lesson to see that the Chinese are not vegetarian.

In his mind, Qin Lang moved with him. He went face to face and moved faster at his feet.

This sudden scene makes Jian feel a little bit of crisis. He has done his best, but the other party seems not to have done his best.

Thrifty slightly frowned, but did not intend to retreat, this time do not fight also have to fight!

Then thrift broke out. Fierce momentum, split gold and split stone!

Thrifty hit the strongest blow, confident that even if Qin Lang could not be abolished, he would not be defeated.

In the face of Jian's strongest blow, Qin Lang nodded in his heart. Most people can't fight it, and most people can't bear it.

However, Qin Lang is not an ordinary person!

"Drink!"

Qin Lang gave a sharp drink, and his fist burst out.

But at this time, Jian suddenly called out: "elder martial brother, do it quickly!"

Chen zulai and his party were shocked! A kind of insight and anger suddenly rose in my heart:

this was calculated by them!