Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 99

Longhu almost got jealous——

Fuck!This is a spike!So fucking handsome!

Sato Zhiyi lay on the ring for a long time, and the talent he brought ran up to help him up as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Enduring the pain in his body, Sato Chiichi gave Mo Ran a hard look,
And no longer speak his crappy Chinese,
Directly yelled at a big man standing in the corner in R mandarin:
"What are you doing standing there stupidly! You, go!"

With Dudu, who is actually the strongest brain in the world, let alone R Mandarin,
It is the kind of small language that is almost extinct that only a few people in the world can speak. Mo Ran has no problem understanding it.

Looking in the direction of his temper, Mo Ran finally noticed the guy who defeated Tang Zhen——

A burly man almost two meters tall with bulging muscles all over his body,
The whole person looks like a wall.

Probably because he was a little dissatisfied with Sato Zhiichi, who was so useless that he didn't have any skills, and would only lose his temper at others, but it was also because the other party was his employer.

The big man just glanced at him slightly, and stepped onto the ring step by step.

Looking at Mo Ran, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes——

Probably because of playing black fists, he often walks on the edge of life and death,

A person like him is quite sensitive to dangerous auras.

He has played so many games and seen all kinds of opponents,
Some are unattractive, some are brutal,

But there has never been an opponent like the boy in front of him.

Calm and composed, almost looks like a good student who can't fight,
But, just standing there made him feel a heavy sense of oppression out of thin air.

After thinking about it, he still bowed first, expressing his respect for a strong man.

Then, he slowly opened his posture.

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows in surprise,
She didn't expect that there was a native of R who knew a little bit of etiquette here.

For those who respect herself, she has never been stingy with etiquette.

Wei Wei returned the salute, Mo Ran looked at this big man with beast-like aggressive eyes, and finally raised a little interest——

People who fight black fists are really different.

At least, it won't be a show at first glance.

Facts have proved that it is true,

As soon as Mo Ran got into hands with him, he knew,

This person knows all the killing moves.

Tang Zhen was just beaten to the ground but not seriously injured, maybe this person was showing mercy.

Curving her lips, Mo Ran didn't intend to confront him head-on.

After all, when someone let her cheap apprentice go, she even beat him up, and she always felt bad.

Seeing the iron fist almost as big as her head coming towards her with the sound of the wind, Mo Ran just raised his palm to meet her,
With his fist in a circle in the air,

Easily cracked his moves.

Tang Zhen, who sat below and watched the battle intently, couldn't help but his eyes lit up——

This is Tai Chi!
Use softness to overcome rigidity, and move a thousand catties in fours and twos.

Sure enough, Master is Master, 666!
The big man's eyes widened in shock, he didn't know what Tai Chi was.

All he knew was that he could smash a fist through a twenty centimeter thick plank,
She was stopped lightly by her!
In disbelief, he raised his leg again and swiped towards the boy's waist, which was not as thick as his thigh.
However, the boy just moved around flexibly,
Just avoided it.

(End of this chapter)