In the octagonal cage, faced with boos, Ling Tian was very shameless, but he didn't take it seriously. As a crisp bell rang, the red and blue teams quickly got close to fist bumping.

After the fist bump, before Ling Tian could make a move, Dayong from the blue side immediately raised his foot and kicked Ling Tian's chest protector.

"Bang!"

This powerful and heavy kick pushed Ling Tian directly to the wire mesh of the octagonal cage.

Dayong succeeded with one blow, but did not give Ling Tian a chance to breathe. He adjusted his steps and rushed up again with a low roar.

At the corner of the octagonal cage, Ling Tian clutched his chest and leaned against the iron net, breathing heavily. Dayong kicked him hard, but seeing Dayong rushing over again, Ling Tian had no time to think about it.

Get up quickly to meet the enemy.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

Ling Tian imitated the boxer's look in the movie, hitting Dayong's head with a series of punches from left and right. Dayong protected his head with both hands and assumed a defensive posture, but his steps were steady. He flashed and moved while constantly compressing Ling Tian's attacking space, showing aggressiveness.

Extremely strong.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, Dayong found the right moment and struck Ling Tian's head with a left hook very quickly.

Ling Tian reacted quickly. He bent his knees and crouched down to avoid the attack, but also used a left hook, which hit Dayong's side hard, causing Dayong to retreat in pain.

Taking advantage of Dayong's retreat, Ling Tian immediately raised his foot and kicked forward, returning all the tricks Dayong used on him at the beginning.

"Bang!"

Dayong was kicked away, and the two kept their distance again.

"Hey! It's okay!"

Seeing that Ling Tian defied Dayong's attack skillfully, Che Si chuckled and said to Lei Zhen beside him.

"Haha, where are you?" Lei Zhen smiled slightly and shook his head.

On the field, Dayong slightly adjusted the protective gear on his chest, twisted his neck, and then approached Ling Tian again.

After the early exploratory attacks, he had roughly figured out Ling Tian's background.

"You have good strength and speed, but you don't have enough fighting ability and no fighting experience. I will use my skills to crush you." After Dayong determined the fighting strategy in his mind, he immediately stood up and moved forward.

Ling Tian tasted the benefits of kicking and began to use side kicks and high sweeps to keep the distance.

Dayong, who stopped trying, easily dodged by leaning back a few times, and then began to kick Ling Tian's outer thigh with low sweeps.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Continuous low sweeps kicked Ling Tian hard on the legs, causing Ling Tian to retreat continuously. After forcing Ling Tian into the corner again, Dayong swayed from side to side and closed the distance in three or two steps.

He blasted away Ling Tian's defense with a series of consecutive hooks and straight punches. After breaking through the flaw, he hit Ling Tian's abdomen with a fierce knee.

This knee made Ling Tianding's brain go blank, his internal organs were turned upside down, and his whole body was rolled up into a prawn, and his saliva mixed with the acid water in his stomach was sprayed on the table.

"Bang!"

There was another powerful low sweep, and when Ling Tian regained his consciousness a little, he kicked Ling Tian's calf hard.

"Plop!"

Ling Tian fell to the ground like a broken bag.

"How's it going? Can I still get a shot?" Dayong took off his braces with his hands, lowered his head and asked.

"Yes... yes!" Ling Tian said with difficulty as he lay on the ground, his eyes bloodshot from being beaten.

He could clearly see his opponent's fists, but his body couldn't keep up and he could only defend passively. This style of fighting was no more than a moving sandbag in the eyes of professional boxers such as Dayong.

When both sides wear protective gear and fight under certain rules, it is difficult for a wild-born fighting style like Ling Tian to gain an advantage. The two sides only fought for less than ten minutes, and Ling Tian had already suffered a heavy loss.

Holding back the spasmodic pain in his stomach, Ling Tian wiped his face and found that his nose had already been bleeding from his opponent's straight punch.

Ling Tian endured the burning pain, stood up with his legs, held on to his helmet, stuffed the braces into his mouth, waved to Dayong and said, "Come again!"

"good!"

Dayong nodded, and the two fist bumped again.

This time, it was Ling Tian who took the initiative to bully him. Because he could not effectively respond to the opponent's kicks, and his own kicks could not form an effective attack, Ling Tian decided to exchange a few punches with his opponent first, and then look for flaws.

.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After several waves of attacks, Dayong found that the boy in front of him was exchanging punches with him. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly. The opponent actually gave up his flexible speed advantage and chose to fight for strength. This was a very unwise behavior for a layman.

"Let's end it. There's no point in fighting like this on the street." Dayong thought to himself, then he feinted with his fists, and when Ling Tian waved his arms in defense, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged Ling Tian.

After immobilizing Ling Tian, ​​Dayong locked Ling Tian's upper body with his arms, and suddenly jumped up with his lower body. He stepped on Ling Tian's thighs to use his strength, and used the weight of his entire body to instantly lean back and throw Ling Tian's back to the ground.

"Bang!"

The two of them fell heavily onto the table. Before Ling Tian could react, he flipped around in the air and fell to the ground with a plop, barely being swallowed by the braces in his mouth.

As soon as Ling Tian came back to his senses, Dayong's arms had already formed a standard cross lock on Ling Tian's head. His thick arms instantly exerted force and firmly strangled Ling Tian's neck.

"Woo..."

A strong sense of suffocation came over him instantly, and Ling Tian felt his eyes go black. As the arteries in his neck were locked, the oxygen content of the blood in his lower limbs dropped rapidly. Ling Tian grabbed Dayong's arm with both hands, and his feet moved erratically.

He was kicking around, unable to form any effective counterattack.

Just a second before Ling Tian lost consciousness and was about to burst into dragon armor, Dayong let go of his arm and climbed up from the ground.

"Pfft~, huh~ huh~ huh~..." Ling Tian spit out his braces and gasped heavily on the ground with his face covered in blood. Before he could catch his breath, he shouted:

"Teacher! I...I want to drop out of school!"

Ling Tian's words made the whole audience burst into laughter, and even Lei Zhen himself couldn't help but grin.

"Okay, let's all disperse. Go back to your respective positions and continue training!" Seeing more and more people surrounding him, Lei Zhen shouted loudly with a straight face and his hands behind his back.

When everyone onlookers heard this, they dispersed one after another, fearing that they would be scolded directly in the future.

"Go wipe the table and let that kid relax for a while, and then you two go up to the second floor to find me." Seeing the crowd gradually dispersing, Lei Zhen turned his head and whispered to Che Si.

"Yes, Master." Che Si agreed in a low voice, then turned around and walked to the corner of the equipment area.

"By the way, where's the little lion?" Lei Zhen asked with a frown as he scanned the martial arts hall.

"After the lion came, he practiced on the field for a while. He just left when you went downstairs to box." Che Si turned around and said.

"This kid is getting more and more unruly, and he can't catch anyone day by day." Lei Zhen cursed in a low voice. Since he came back last night, this kid showed his face, but today he disappeared again.
Chapter completed!