At this moment, those who were still skeptical were also convinced that the strong-mouthed king was really injured... Brother, can you wait until the injury healed before fighting?

The supporters of the King's family are heartbroken. If you don't bring this, you will cultivate yourself if you are injured. If you are well-kept, you will fight. How unfair the loss is, how much breathing is. The key is that Luo Zhen is a guy who loses to Ke Sitan or a hero to cherish the hero. But a manic guy like Luo Zhen is simply...

"What's wrong, what's wrong? When did you beat that idiot Kestan last time?" Luo Zhen's laughter and scolding kept coming. Trash talk is also a major feature of Luo Zhen. The Earth Warrior is just his second nickname. The first nickname he really became famous in the OP was called the Trash talk king.

Hu An couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at the elder brother next to him, but saw that Ke Sitan had a calm and focused look on his face, as if he didn't hear it at all. Ke Sitan was watching the game, which was the way for the two to use their soul power. However, in terms of soul power control, this strong mouth is already awesome. Although the soul power is very weak, the continuous output and control are simply the pinnacle. However, one hand is very fatal in melee battles, and it is still the most important right hand. Luo Zhen is very strong. Not only that, his psychological quality is also first-class. Few people can withstand his trash words and are easily affected. Once the emotions are out of control in the battle, they are the most likely to make fatal mistakes.

While speaking, Luo Zhen punched seven or eight times in succession. Luo Zhen’s boxing skills were slightly different from Ke Sitan. His skills seemed to be a little inferior, but each move was a fight with a strong-mouthed king.

boom!

Wang Chong's left fist was already used, and when facing the oncoming fist, he had to use his right hand to meet him.

I knew the injury of my right arm. Although it would be slightly better in the op world than in reality, it was limited to being free to move, assisting attacks, and being able to withstand heavy blows.

He tried his best to relieve his strength while punching, and had no intention of fighting hard. Even so, this punch made his entire right arm sore and numb. He shook his body slightly, trying to get a little distance first, but how could Luo Zhen give him this opportunity? Luo Zhen is different from Ke Sitan. Ke Sitan has a heroic temperament. Luo Zhen is a gangster and gangster. After gaining the advantage in one encounter, it immediately stuck like a maggot in the tarsal bone. How could he throw him away for a while?

"The attack of Luo Zhen's player from the start was very fierce. It seems that he wants to defend what he said before and end the battle in five minutes! Judging from the current situation, the king with strong mouth seems to be quite passive." Chen Yuer looked at him in the live broadcast room: "His right arm has basically no combat power. Luo Zhen obviously understood this from the beginning. Every attack is completely aimed at the right hand of the king with strong mouth. It has to be said that Luo Zhen's life insight skill is too practical. The auxiliary ability is often ignored in battle and is considered to be a useless trick that doesn't help the battle. But in the hands of real masters, this skill is often fatal..."

In fact, it doesn’t take Chen Yuer to say that masters such as Sharmi and Luola have already seen this at the first moment of their fight. Not only that, this means that in chf, no one can hide their team from being injured. This move alone will cause headaches and will affect many tactical arrangements.

Every time Luo Zhen attacked, the target of his strong-mouthed king pointed directly at the right hand of the strong-mouthed king, but the strong-mouthed king kept trying his best to avoid it. When he really couldn't avoid it, even if he just punched Luo Zhen, his entire right arm would immediately tremble.

This hurts too obvious.

The difference between masters is a slight difference. The right arm of a strong-mouthed king is not only unable to fight against the opponent, but has even become a burden for him and a place where the opponent must rescue him.

"The close combat skills of the strong-mouthed king are definitely above Luo Zhen. Even if he is just one-handed against the enemy, he may not be as clumsy as he is now." Luo La is an expert in this regard, and he can see the trick. Since losing to the strong-mouthed king last time, Luo La's children's shoes are only one step away from becoming a brainless fan of Brother King, but when watching the game, she can still maintain an absolute fair and incisive judgment: "The injury of the right hand has become his burden. As long as the opponent attacks, he will subconsciously avoid it. It affects his original smooth movements and fighting intentions, and becomes more and more passive... It's true that he is obviously injured, why are he still coming to the OP to find abuse? I'm so angry!"

Seeing Luo La's angry look, Arnold Teutonic and Anlor, who had already enjoyed watching it, turned clean and serious. He felt guilty. The captain must keep calm, they were both innocent.

I was speechless. Is this strong-mouthed king a good man? If you are injured, stay well. Everyone is not very different from the elite class. It is normal for you to win today and I will win tomorrow. This is not to find abuse. The key is, who will lose to someone like Luo Zhen, and he will not be able to show off for a year in the future. Not only that, those who lose to the strong-mouthed king a bad man are also miserable, and he will definitely be criticized for a long time.

Luo Zhen in the field made his opponent retreat repeatedly with several combos, with a wicked smile in his eyes. Taking advantage of the unstable figure of the king, the king, shaking a false move, his body suddenly leaned forward, and his heavy elbow sank instantly, hitting the king's left shoulder of the king!

Bang!

The heavy force was held by the strong-mouthed king with one hand in his left hand, but he followed closely and turned his back, and his right fist came again.

There was nothing fancy about this punch, it was its powerful strength. Wang Chong did not dare to resist with his right hand and let him sideways. However, his body movements were already old, and the subsequent left elbow-turned fist could no longer dodge it, and was hit hard on his chest.

With a bang, Wang Chong flew out like a cannonball, falling seventeen or eighteen meters away.

The viewing zone suddenly became silent. Most of the people here are supporters of the strong-mouthed kings. But when they saw their idols being suppressed from beginning to end, they were easily bombarded by others, they were absolutely not much better.

But this is the close-fitting boxing technique. If you take a wrong step, you will fall into infinite passiveness. Luo Zhen’s boxing technique is very strong, at least not under Ke Sitan. Now he is grasped by his right hand weakness. It is infinite passive. It is difficult to turn the tables. But this is really no wonder Luo Zhen. Once the battle begins, there is no such thing as "politeness". Grasp the weakness and fight to death. This is what every academy says lasts four years.

But before Luo Zhen could continue chasing, almost the moment the vest touched the ground, the king's strong mouth turned over and stood up with a thrust of his waist.

This ability to resist hits is too strong, just like a person who is fine, he also turned his neck and moved his shoulders.

A trace of praise flashed in Luo Zhen's eyes. The opponent's control over muscles and soul power was indeed the strongest he encountered. The power just now did not penetrate in at all. It was like hitting a spring. But he continued to say, "It's not bad. I won't bully you. Come on, I'll give you a chance and give you a move. Did you kill that idiot Ke Sitan's second level of energy last time? Use it to give me insight, and let you see what a real invincible defense is!"
Chapter completed!