On the ring.

Ivis lightly avoided the hiding attack of the big werewolf waving his palm.

He fought against the sky and provoked, "Come on! Accept the first beating of autumn!"

After saying that, the center of gravity changed, he leaned his hands on the ground, bent his left leg, and whipped his right leg to the back of Wolf Cole's knee, and kicked it quickly.

Marcole, in a werewolf state, felt like he had a thick protective cover. Kicking his lower limbs would only hurt both sides and Ivis would be even more injured, so he kicked behind the knee.

Let the other party kneel down or fall, and do whatever they want when the werewolf Marcole's center of gravity is unstable...

If a human knee is only a little bit of force behind the knee, the knee will naturally bend, and even if the werewolf notices it, it will not be able to control the knee bending.

But Ives was wrong.

The human knee structure is different from that of a wolf.

The werewolf's knees are not folded forward, but opposite directions!

After Avis finished kicking, werewolf Marcole remained motionless.

"Damn! It's really a smooth decision!"

Not only did the opponent's center of gravity remain unchanged, but the opponent's position and intention were also informed by this kick.

"Ao≮%∮㎎⊇...(This kick doesn't count!)"

Werewolf Marcole howled.

Although humans couldn't understand, he still subconsciously howled.

When wild animals are attacked, they know that the language of nature is not common, but will warn other animals not to come by the way wild animals roar, and they will bear the consequences at their own risk.

After Avis "translation and understanding", he said, "What? Let me come here?"

Aigou failed this time, so of course he would not count any points.

Before the werewolf Marcole turned his head and slapped his dog's head, he was as quick as a monkey. He hooked his right arm around the werewolf's neck, pressed the wolf's shoulder with his left hand, and used his hands and feet to climb up to Marcole's head, stepped on the werewolf's shoulders, and sat on the wolf's neck.

Before Aigou could attack Tianlinggu, the werewolf shook his head desperately.

The centrifugal force was so great that Ives was thrown away half of it - his upper body was hanging in the air, fluttering in the wind, and his feet clamped Marcole's back neck tightly.

After the werewolf, Marcole was extremely powerful and competed with Tiger.

But this brute force application is not as exquisite as Tiger, and it is entirely dependent on instinct to support the field... Avis silently commented in his heart, thinking about writing it in the comment after the end.

Carl's assignment!

Marcole's combat power survey report!

Aigou finally tasted the helplessness of being a middle-level member of an organization:

The people below (Markor) can do whatever they want and don’t have to be responsible; the people above (Grey-haired Carl) can not go to work as a hand-off boss on the grounds that the weather is not good today and I have a cold...

Ives had to fight with the wolf with bare hands, and had to fill out a detailed combat power assessment report like a chemical element table...

The werewolf Marcole couldn't shake off the Aigoo who was riding on his head. He whistled to the sky, his wolf claws pounced on the ground, his four legs were grounded, and he gave up walking upright, leaning on the ground like a real wolf, hunching his head while shaking it.

"thump."

Aves was afraid of being smashed out, so he resolutely gave up the idea of ​​dominating the airspace superiority above the werewolf's head.

In line with the magical rhythm of the big wolf dog shaking his head, he stretched out his feet and pushed them away, rolled over and landed easily.

"You have regular frequency of head-shaking. The opponent will touch the point and get rid of you without any harm. This is the weakness of animals fighting completely by instinct. It is easy for the opponent to master the rules and attack your weak defense!"

Aigou returned to standing posture, raised his arms to make a warning and prepare for a fighting posture.

He was focused and had a rigorous face. The key points of the fight summarized on the spot were completely different from the unscrupulous and silly image of the silly before the fight started.

"Huh... he is the master? He is actually the master of the werewolf!"

The agents watching the show were relish and curious.

A tall and handsome young man like a ruffian, he became completely different from a person when he was serious.

"This is...hiss...it's hard to say!" A big-bellied inspector said to the game, "I originally gambled that the young man lost, but now it seems that the werewolf will lose."

"Damn, you are police officers! Pay attention to the influence! Where is professional ethics? Where is self-discipline? Where is the police ethos? Where is the opening odds? I bet 100,000 yuan, and humans will win!"

...

The discussions among the melon-eating crowds did not affect the individual and the wolf in the ring at all.

Marco, who was completely weewolf, was unharmed even if he didn't wear protective gear or defend, and he still relied on his thick wolf-skinned and wolf-haired hair, without any harm.

Excellent strength and reaction speed.

Ives doesn't want to be stingy, he has to win with his skills!

"Hey! Carl! Why are you vomiting blood!"

Avis suddenly pointed behind Marcole and screamed in surprise.

The skill of the actor level successfully deceived the simple-minded werewolf boy.

The big wolf dog looked back and saw that there were uncles eating melons behind him.

Looking back, Avis' long legs had arrived like the wind, sweeping his thick wolf's neck -

A dull "bang" sounded.

Marcole instinctively grabbed Aigou's leg and threw it on his feet.

Avis, a master of combat and fighting, had long encountered the tragic scene of "Invincible Hulk holding Loki with one hand and smashing the ground". When his legs were lifted, he made full use of his waist strength, folded his upper body 180 degrees in half, and quickly grabbed the werewolf's strong arm with both hands, and put it on the werewolf's hand like a dog skin plaster.

Then, he took the opportunity to kick away the werewolf's fingers that grabbed the legs, leverage the force, exert force with his arms as the fulcrum, aimed his knees at the head and face of the werewolf Marcole, and hit him hard...

"Bang."

The werewolf covered her face with her left hand and blocked Avis' knee strike.

"Hao!"

Ai Gou took this opportunity to let go of the werewolf's arm, and landed lightly like a swing, and his body was as light as a swallow.

"This game is tied."

Ivis gasp.

Just now, he completed a series of exquisite movements in a flash:

Fold the upper body in half, grab, kick the wolf's fingers away, kick the legs and use force, and hit the head and face with both knees...

All are skills.

It was almost time for Marcole to react.

"Play!", "Play plop..."

The onlookers of fitness melons burst into applause.

Several well-skilled inmates saw the movements clearly and wished they could yell twice, expressing their appreciation.

It would be even better if you had some beer and peanuts.

I thought two burly little kids came to play house in the strange game.

Unexpectedly, after transforming into a werewolf, his combat power was upgraded and he could be invincible by relying solely on animal instincts.

The young man with double eyelids who challenged the invincible place, regardless of body shape, strength, and coordination between hands and brains, all show that he is a natural good seedling for fighting!

The Inspectors secretly sighed that Carl Brian, who was in a strange game, was not only young and promising, but also had a very accurate view of people...

Aimiaozi and werewolf Marcole played a draw, unwilling to drive him to win and intend to attack the mid-set.

Although werewolfs are not perfect in airspace, they are flexible and powerful. They will die if they catch Ivis.

Ivis must spend a lot of effort and skillful skills to get rid of them.

This greatly reduces his attack power and his moves are limited.

Take the plate down. The werewolf's body is twice as thick as that of Ivis. It is scared on the ground like a stone pier. If necessary, it will hit the ground with all its feet, and the center of gravity will sink. It will not take advantage of the plate down.

"Be careful of your stomach!"

Ai Dog lifts her legs and kicks the werewolf’s abdomen.

Marcole howled, reached out to block, not grabbing Ivis's feet.

Fake action!

Aigou made a straight punch and hit the werewolf with a fierce punch.

"Bang!"

Fry thick fur.

“Two to zero!”
Chapter completed!