With the rapid development of technology networks, meagerity has become the mainstream of social networking sites. Comparing popularity depends on who is the most popular.

As a result, Weibo obsessive-compulsive disorder emerged, which is the legendary Weibo control.

When working, I often brush my hair, when cooking, when I swear, and even take photos when I swear, and even when I take photos when I "join the party"? This is a typical Weibo control.

There are many lonely and boring young women in the black boxing ring. Although they are young women, young women know how to surf the Internet. Moreover, their meager uses more than 100 fans. Although most of these more than 100 fans are zombie fans... but this does not affect that they are already public figures.

They often take photos with all kinds of luxury goods such as "swearing, bone spurs, fragrant milk 2", and deliberately expose the logo. They posted it for a long time, waited around, and finally waited for an hour later: I have a friend who lost 30 kilograms in ten days, and took off a leg...

Today they met the Internet celebrity "Yuanhaoyao" who came to the black boxing ring to challenge Li Jinglong, the number one master in Southeast Asia who once dominated the country and abroad.

Brush, take out various styles of mobile phones, love to death, love to death, Sang Xin Geshisan, etc. Keep taking photos at Zhang Moqian on the ring and sending meager photos.

So, the meagerness tonight became boiling again!

Li Jinglong has never made any move since he was invited by Yu Xiaoan to sit in Shangri-La Club. Generally speaking, even if a harder black boxer comes, he can easily solve the problem if he sends a Muay Thai master Dechai.

And today, a young man asked for his name to challenge him!

After defeating Decai in one minute and twenty-nine seconds, Li Jinglong knew that this young man had the qualifications to challenge him.

Li Jinglong decided to play. First, it was his responsibility to let Xiao An put himself in the black boxing ring of Shangri-La Club. Second, at the age of 45, he hadn't met a master for a long time. When he met a young man with good skills, he naturally wanted to compete with this young man, who loved martial arts.

So, Li Jinglong walked towards the central arena.

He is not tall, about 1.75 meters tall, with a national face, thick eyebrows, slightly thick lips, and deep eyes.

Li Jinglong's fight inspired the atmosphere, and the entire black boxing ring once again boiled!

"Hey, who would win this game you said?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Li Jinglong. He is the number one expert in Southeast Asia. I admit that the young man on the ring is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he can't be Li Jinglong's opponent, right?"

"I saw that the young people on the ring were also hanging, and they didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was strong, so they actually challenged Li Jinglong to attend the hall?"

"The young man is good at it, and Li Jinglong is even more a master. This must be an extremely outstanding boxing match!"

While everyone was talking, a skinny young man walked into the black boxing ring with a cigarette that cut off the filter, hummed a small song. However, when he saw the two people on the ring, he widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide, and the cigarette in his mouth couldn't help but fall to the ground.

"Isn't this Zhang Moqian? Damn...what is this?"

"Hey, come here." The skinny man pointed to a uniformed security guard nearby.

The security guard ran over with a respectful look, "Brother Ertong, what are the instructions?"

"What's going on?" asked the skinny man pointed to the ring.

So, the security guard defeated Zhang Moqian's master Decai, and then asked Li Jinglong the story of telling him everything. He looked very respectful throughout the process. There was no way. The skinny man in front of him was the general manager of Shangri-La Club, Liu Ertong. He is a little security guard, how dare he disrespect him?

"Is this a mess?"

While Liu Ertong smiled bitterly, he hurriedly left the black boxing ring.

After Li Jinglong got on the ring, more than a thousand pairs of eyes around the black boxing ring gathered on the two of them.

"Young man, it's a good thing to have courage!" Li Jinglong said lightly.

"I'm old and it's time to retire!" Zhang Moqian said in a surprising way.

Once, Jiang Jiaomei's father, Uncle Jiang, once told them that he would be a wolf, a wolf waiting for an opportunity, and a wolf who could attack at any time while licking the wound.

Zhang Moqian slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes began to become solemn. Li Jinglong was definitely not as simple as he imagined.

Twenty years ago, he became the number one person in Southeast Asia's martial arts world. Who would he be a mediocre person?

In the middle of the platform, the two of them stood quietly, and the atmosphere seemed extremely tense.

Everyone here is looking forward to the showdown between them!

In a private villa in Grira City, a woman with headphones in her ears stood on the balcony. Her skin was crystal clear and her hair was gently floating in the breeze.

This woman has a flawless face and is extremely beautiful.

It's like a fairy standing in a beautiful picture.

However, a figure quickly broke the perfect picture.

"Sister Xiao An, something big happened!" Liu Ertong, who was as thin as a child, rushed in and shouted.

"What's the matter?" The woman gently took off her headphones.

"Zhang Moqian went to the club to challenge Mr. Li!" Liu Ertong smiled bitterly: "He has defeated Decai, and now he is probably fighting with Mr. Li."

After saying that, Liu Ertong glanced at Yu Xiaoan, opened her mouth, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Ertong, what do you want to say?"

"I think he is here to smash the situation!" Liu Ertong said with a wry smile.

"On the 26th today, he is here to take revenge!" Yu Xiaoan looked into the distance, shook his head gently, and turned around and said, "Let's go and see, Uncle Li is my father's friend, I can't let him hurt Uncle Li!"

Shangri-La Club, Black Boxing Ring.

On the ring, both figures were at an extreme speed.

"Bang!"

The two collided for the first time.

"call!"

Zhang Moqian took three steps back and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Li Jinglong was indeed the number one master in Southeast Asia's martial arts world. He was well-known. He was like a tiger.

Li Jinglong took two steps back in this fight.

In the first time, because of the speed of the fight, no one could see clearly what moves the two used, but what they saw clearly was the steps they took back.

Zhang Moqian took three steps back, while Li Jinglong took two steps back.

Li Jinglong had the upper hand, which was the judgment of the onlookers. However, Li Jinglong, the person involved, did not think so. Zhang Moqian's skills were completely beyond his imagination. Li Jinglong had never underestimated anyone. He did not underestimate anyone before he started fighting with Zhang Moqian. How dare he despise him if he could defeat the Muay Thai master Decai in one minute and twenty-nine seconds?

However, at this time, he found that he had underestimated the other party when he fought with the man in front of him!

Although he just took two steps back, but the other party took three steps back, he had already discovered that his step back was big, while the other party took small steps back. The distance between his two steps was almost the same as the distance between the other party's three steps back.

The first time we fought, we evenly divided the scenery!

However, Li Jinglong knew very well that he had not done his best just now. If Zhang Moqian had done his best just now, then Li Jinglong would be confident to knock him down. If Zhang Moqian had not done his best just now, then things would be a little troublesome.

If you want to defeat Zhang Moqian, you have to pay at least a little price.

Li Jinglong took a deep breath and stared at Zhang Moqian with his eyes tightly. He was like a tiger, a cheetah, and even more like a cobra staring at his prey. At the same time, his feet slowly moved, and his calves were slowly changing directions.

Zhang Moqian held his breath and stared at Li Jinglong's every move. The martial arts movies and TV novels tell the story of masters fighting each other, and they fight for three days, three nights and thousands of rounds without eating or drinking.

However, if a real master fights in real life, the winner will be decided very quickly.

Although Li Jinglong was forty-five years old, his hands and feet were as flexible as monkeys. He saw his body move, his fist wind whistling, and two fist shadows flashed, one left and one right, bombarding towards Zhang Moqian. His style was quite like the double peaks in Tai Chi, but the target was not the ears, but the neck.

A flash of light burst out in Zhang Moqian's eyes, and his hands were swam around his neck like a snake, resisting Li Jinglong's fists.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Moqian felt his arm hurt, and his body suddenly retreated. His arms were already red, and he took a deep breath, and a scorching pain swept over.

It's so powerful!

If he hadn't reacted quickly and retreated quickly and cleverly used Tai Chi to resolve it a lot, it would have been more than just redness and pain at this time, but it might have hurt the bones.

Pure strength, as the name suggests, is penetrating force. Pure strength emphasizes the damage inside and not the outside. For example, a punch can shatter the internal organs, but there is no scar on the outside. Just like the method of using power to fight a cow across the mountain, attack the inside through the outside!

Li Jinglong is a master of purging strength. He mainly uses internal martial arts and external martial arts as the auxiliary, complementing each other. While exerting internal martial arts to the extreme, he also uses external martial arts to make up for its loopholes.

The defense is airtight and the attack is endless.

Li Jinglong secretly praised Zhang Moqian's ability to cleverly resolve his power, which made his vigilance deeper. No one knew more clearly than Li Jinglong when he started boxing, from Jakarta to the entire Indonesia and then to Southeast Asia. He had met many powerful opponents, but it was the first time he was young like Zhang Moqian.

"Zhang Moqian, you did not disappoint me!"

He Zijing, who was standing in a corner, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and her white little hand gently stroked the cat in her arms, looking at Zhang Moqian, who was fighting with Li Jinglong on the ring, muttering to herself.
Chapter completed!