C69 (1/2)

The Fierce Tiger Boxing, was about ferocity and invulnerability, and there was no need to retreat at all.

What's more, they were only going to deal with these small fries.

Bang!

Chen Mo fiercely punched forward, smashing onto a flying leg that was kicked over from below the ribs. The tyrannical power directly sent the leg flying, and then smashed onto the solid floor.

”His combination attack is pretty good. You usually go beat people up a lot, right?”

While Chen Mo was speaking, he had already struck out three times.

The six figures flew out like goddesses scattering flowers, crashing into the ground with a dull thud.

Why were there six people? That was because …

Chen Mo punched out with both hands at the same time …

Seven of his companions were instantly sent flying. The remaining few were all stupefied.

Where did this ferocious person come from? One punch, one punch, and he was even able to send a person flying so far away. Just how much strength did this fist have?

Looking at his companions who had been sent flying, all of them had been thrown into a mess as they howled miserably on the ground. Even if there were no broken bones or broken tendons, it was still a serious injury.

Normally, they trained very hard, but there weren't many who fell down.

Regardless of whether it was endurance or endurance, they were all extraordinary.

Even if the basketball team members' endurance wasn't as good as theirs, their endurance definitely wasn't as good as theirs.

But now, seven of their companions had been knocked flying by Chen Mo.

Just a single punch had caused these strong and vigorous brothers to be unable to get up, and they were still piled up in the training hall.

Those who didn't know would think that they were newly born gourds!

”What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do it!” Liao Gaang cursed. He did not take action just now, but instead stood at the back, quietly watching the battle.

In his view, once his fourteen brothers came out, even if Chen Mo was a spellcaster, he would still have to beat Chen Mo to the point of making him kneel and beg for forgiveness.

Just like Lee Dazhuang just now, if his martial arts was any more powerful, could his fists be more than four hands?

Even if you can beat four hands, what about six hands, eight hands, or ten hands?

Not to mention that he had fourteen people on his side, fourteen hands, and twenty-eight fists!

Even if Ye Wen were to come, he could only shout: I want to fight against ten!

What virtue or ability do you have to beat up fourteen Taekwondo experts?

More importantly, they were practicing the combo skill that he had brought back from overseas!

As the main coach, Liao Gaang understood the power of this combination attack the best.

Even if it was him, it would still be hard for him to break through the combined attacks of these fourteen people.

And this was under the premise that he completely understood this combo skill.

Now, this offensive skill had been broken!

Moreover, the other party had used a completely unsophisticated method of breaking it – using force to break it!

This guy's brute force is even more terrifying than that Lee Dazhuang!

Of the fourteen people, seven of them had been defeated in a single exchange, causing them to lose their ability to fight.

As for the remaining seven, even if they used their combined attack, they still wouldn't be a match for Lin Ming.

As Liao Gaang was speaking, his body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the remaining seven people, ”Now, all of you, cooperate with me, and let me focus on my main attack.”

”Hehe, with a coach coming out, this kid will definitely not get any benefits.”

”F * ck, laozi will definitely beat this damn brat until he gets a taste of being sent flying.”