Chapter 67: Power matchup

"What, the surname Xiao is now making trouble at my Sanda Society?"
Song Jianan had already returned to the dormitory. A phone call made him change his face. He threw the backpack to the boarding station and ran to the Sanda Club.
When he arrived, he only saw the members of his Sanda club lying on the ground with pain, no one was standing, and Xiao Luo sat cross-legged on the platform dedicated to their Sanda club, holding his fist in his right hand. Chin, leisurely sweeping around, seeing him coming, he stood up.
"Song Jianan, you are coming a little late." Xiao Luo said faintly.
"Son's name, you are looking for death!"
A slap in the face of the entire training ground, the angry Song Jianan tore off the black vest on his body, revealing the strong, muscle-shaped upper body of the block, the explosive power seems to be able to surge at any time.
"Hey~"
He sprinted to the ring with the speed of a hundred meters, and the whole audience was shocked. When he was near the ring, his feet slammed into the ground, and the body that turned down was whirl, an eager and gorgeous 360 degrees. The madness swept over the ropes of the platform, and the steel-wound-like right leg slanted down with unmatched momentum, rolling and arrogant and rushing like a huge wave rushing toward Xiaoluo.
There is no reservation, no mercy!
Song Jianan broke out of the martial arts work that had been hard training for 20 years. These moves were gorgeous and fierce and overbearing, shocking everyone's attention. Everyone present was looking forward to it.
Xiao Luo's body was heavy, his hands twirled and attacked, and the interception sounded sharply. The dull collision sound suddenly appeared. Xiao Luo was shocked by the strength of Song Jianan's feet, and the back of the back was slid out two or three meters away from the ground. The distance, almost slipped out of the bottom of the rope.
God, this... Is this the strength of Song Jianan?
Members of other associations subconsciously held their breath, and the stunned Xiaoluo was always in an invincible state. This was the first time he saw him being knocked out and was in a disadvantage.
The members of the Sanda Club are like a stimulant, and the spirit is a vibration. The boy with the earrings shouted loudly for Song Jianan: "Angkor is good, kill the and kill him!"
Song Jianan was angry and rushed to the crown. The whole person was like a wrath. He pointed to Xiaoluo and said: "The name is Xiao, if you can go out from here today, I will be with you." surname!"
The tone is arrogant and reveals strong confidence.
Xiao Luo slowly climbed up from the ground and smiled lightly: "Is it so absolute, I am not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue?"
"Flash you!"
Sharp and sharp at the tip of the tongue, Song Jianan shocked like a bull.
The iron fist is like the wind, and the offensive is fierce. It seems that the strength of the whole body is condensed on the hands and feet. The terrible power swept away to Xiao Luo without any reservation in every impact.
The body was swung, and the fierce and fierce offensive forced Xiao Luo to retreat. A pair of iron fists rushed out like a blast, and the strong body of the black bear contained the power of a terrible explosion. His offense is not only fierce and fierce, but also aggressive, and the move is also a slap in the shadow, giving the outsiders an unparalleled visual impact.
The people present were all staring at them, watching the two people fighting in the ring, but the attention was almost all collected in Song Jianan's two vertical and horizontal iron fists and legs.
"I thought you were an opponent worthy of my exhaustion. It turned out to be this ability!"
After four or fifty consecutive violent attacks, Song Jianan slammed his feet on the ground and jumped onto a pillar on the corner of the platform. He immediately slammed again and flew again, and an elbow from the height of three meters toward the Xiao Luo’s head slammed down.
The bounce and aggression are at their best in this moment. If a person is lying on the ground and suffers such an elbow, he will be disabled if he does not die.
Shawlo crossed his arms over his head and was completely defensive.
"Boom~"
Song Jianan fell, like a mountain landslide, such as a meteorite falling into the ground, the terrible power surged like a raging wave, the air flow suddenly accelerated, forming a whistling wind.
Xiao Luo’s body flew backwards like a cannonball. Because of the speed, the
C
shaped body flew out from the middle of the two rope guards, and then came like a gallop. The car wrestled out of control on the ground two or three meters from the platform.
All the members of the community were shocked on the spot. I have always heard that Song Jianan has real power and strength is as strong as a black bear. He has never seen him fight before, but now he sees it, they really realize Song Jian'an is terrible.
This is really a black bear!
The members of the Sanda Club only felt that they were incomparably happy. Even the injuries on their bodies were temporarily forgotten, and Xiaoluo, who was lying still on the ground, caused a worry in their hearts. I thought: This guy should not be Was killed by Ange?
"Call my friend, grab my woman, Xiao Luo, just rely on these two articles. You are already destined to end up like this today. I heard that you said a few days ago that you want to abolish me, you are now I have been beaten into a dead dog, how can I abolish me?" Song Jianan sneered in a cold voice, his face was extremely ridiculous.
"Hey..."
Xiao Luo’s shoulders suddenly shook a little, and a cold, sharp laughter came from him, as if the devil’s sneer, the temperature of the entire training ground suddenly dropped to the freezing point. Everyone present was sincere. Feel a shudder from the soul.
Song Jianan also trembled, his expression on his face froze.
At this time, Xiao Luo's body moved, slowly crawling up from the ground, this moment, as if a bloodthirsty evil Shura came out from hell, the cold cold and cold breath instantly filled every corner.
"We have come again!"
Moved around the neck, and Xiao Luo stepped on the platform.
Every step ~EbookFREE.me~ the momentum of the body will skyrocket, and everyone on the scene feels a great pressure, staring at the eyes, looking at him straight.
Open the rope, stretch your feet and cross it, and Xiao Luo stood on the platform again.
The hair is black and bright, the sword is very strong, the black scorpion is sharp, the body is slender and tall, but it is not rough at all. He goes to that station, like a cold, arrogant and clear eagle, proud of the world, and a group of heroes.
"You... are you not hurt?"
Song Jianan’s face changed and he suffered a full blow. It’s a miracle without fainting. It’s easy to see Xiao Luo’s easy walk and jump on the ring. It seems that there is no discomfort at all.
Others were shocked. Song Jianan had just had an elbow. I am afraid that there are not many people in Jiangcheng who can hold it. Xiao Luo’s arms are hard to stop, but there is nothing. How is this possible?
Is this guy really a monster?
Everyone is sincere and fearful.
(End of this chapter)