indeed, if an ordinary person is hit heavily by Meng Sanhu's leg from top to bottom, he may not die, and he will also have a concussion!

Fortunately, Yang Guo is not an ordinary person. His strength cannot be measured by science. If he eats this leg hard, Yang Guo can still stand still, and the sand and stones fall. Yang Guo stops and stands well. There is nothing wrong with him, but his hand muscles are slightly red.

Meng sanhun smashed his leg, and Yang Guo's hidden blood seemed to be stimulated. He slapped his fist on the chest, grinned and shouted, "come again!"

Meng Sanhui also grinned and licked his lips. He met his opponent today. Happy!

He just used less than 70% of his strength in that leg, but even if it was less than 70% of his strength, few people in the special brigade could take it. Now it seems that Yang Guo is still at ease. So, can he finally fight with all his strength?

Needless to say, Meng sanhun jumped up again, and his right leg whip leg was lifted to Yang Guo's head. No, this was three whip legs. His right leg was lifted in the air, bouncing and kicking three times in a row. His head, neck and waist were not the same position each time.

Yang Guo dodged the first leg, and the second leg was open with his left hand, but his hand was also shocked back. The third leg took advantage of Meng Sanhui's strength to reduce slightly, and Yang Guo stretched out his right hand to grasp his ankle.

Yang Guo's hand was like lightning, and he caught Meng Sanhui's ankle at once. Just move sideways, and with the strength of twisting his body, Meng Sanhui's center of gravity could be pulled out of order.

Meng Sanhui reacted quickly. He turned over and jumped on the ground, supported by his hands, and his left leg drew an oblique arc in the air, sweeping at Yang Guo's chin.

Yang Guo quickly released his right hand and looked up to avoid.

However, Meng Sanhui hasn't finished his attack yet. It's a bit like Thomas' roundabout. His hand is on the ground, and after his left leg sweeps away, his just liberated right leg lifts up to Yang Guo's knee.

Yang Guo hurried back.

Meng Sanhui turned over, without stopping, and punched and kicked again. Tan leg is famous for its vigorous, explosive and fast movements. After Meng Sanhu integrated it into Military Boxing, the movement changes became more elusive.

Seeing his fist as a guide, Yang Guo ripped him up and out with a "kick", immediately followed by his legs, and kicked Yang Guo hard, which had exposed the empty abdomen. Fortunately, Yang Guo reacted quickly, and her body twisted like a fried dough twist, which made Meng sanhun kick her.

Meng sanhun turned his body and turned his kick into an oblique kick. Then he stamped his legs and hit with his hands. His legs hit the ground, and he even hit a hole in the solid ground.

Yang Guo blocked from the left and flashed from the right, just like a loach. Qiu couldn't slip away, relying on two hands to withstand the attack of the other party.

Meng Sanhui's explosive power is amazing. Yang Guo, after all, has not undergone special training, and his body's ability to fight is slightly weak. If there is no time to pull, he can only rely on his palm to open the other party's iron rod like thigh, which will still be numb. This occasionally gives Meng Sanhu a chance!

Taking advantage of Yang Guo's dullness for half a second, Meng Sanhui turned his fist into a claw and grabbed Yang Guo's shoulder. If Meng Sanhu catches him and he can't move away, Yang Guo will be hard to fight! Like an eagle with an iron rope tied to its feet, no matter how vigorous its wings are, they can't fly!

His wrist was still numb, and he had no time to buckle Meng Sanhuang. Yang Guo's right leg retreated, forming a bow shape with the front left leg, and his whole body directly fell back, forming an ultra small angle of nearly 30 degrees with the ground, which can be said to be almost attached to the rear leg!

That claw has the potential to open mountains and crack rocks, that is, to fight with Yang Guo. If it's not you dead or my living enemy, Meng sanhun will directly grasp the other side's face. The disfigurement is light, and if it's serious, both eyes should be pulled down!

However, Yang Guo's sudden arrival made Meng Sanhu's claws empty, but it was too late to hang on to Yang Guo's shirt. Under his strength, Yang Guo's good white shirt was torn, and a white cloth with buttons drooped.

Meng Sanhui quickly turned around, stretched out his hand and pulled up Yang Guo. He was very embarrassed and apologized, "I'm sorry! I didn't stop."

The clothes were no longer wearable. Yang Guo simply pulled open the button, took off his coat and threw it aside. He laughed and said, "it doesn't matter. It's just a dress."

"Hiss!" Seeing the nearly perfect eight abdominal muscles under Yang Guo's clothes, the special soldiers present took a breath of air conditioning.

Of course, they are not surprised at how big Yang Guo's muscles are, nor are they surprised that Yang Guo has eight abdominal muscles. Who doesn't have eight abdominal muscles in the special combat brigade? And Yang Guo's figure, in terms of muscle size, is not in the middle of them!

However, Yang Guo's muscles are really good-looking. The back muscles covered with sweat are clear, the abdominal muscles are neat piece by piece, and the two Mermaid lines are definitely women's eye killers! Yang Guo's muscle shape is a little like Meng sanhun's, not big, but full of strength.

The most important thing is that these muscles are usually hidden under clothes. Who can imagine that such a handsome boy has muscles all over? The white shirt with YangGuo's gentle appearance is too confusing!

For example, a bookworm with a watermelon head, big rimmed glasses and a high school uniform, who would think that there is a colorful tiger head tattoo under his clothes?

"Still fighting?" Meng Sanhui twisted his head and asked. Although it's still very itchy, after all, I just tore the guest's clothes, and I'm a little sorry.

Yang Guo licked his lips with his tongue, grinned and said, "come on! Don't have any psychological burden, it's just a piece of clothing. Use your best, this will be happy!"

With that, Yang Guogong sat with his legs empty, his body not tight, sitting out of thin air like a ship on the sea, gently floating up and down, his hands crossed in a circle in front of his chest, one left and one right parked in front of his chest. With his upper body bare, Yang Guo felt more comfortable. After looking at the shackles of the shirt just now, there were still some.

"OK! Let's have a good fight!" Meng Sanhuang shook his legs gently, and his expression became silent again. There was no host shouting. His mind moved, and he rushed up suddenly, kicking out his legs in the air in turn.

Yang Guo leaned back slightly, leaned on his waist, dialed out his hands in turn, and pulled up Meng Sanhu's legs. Meng Sanhui jumped over Yang Guo's head and fell behind Yang Guo.

He rolled back, crossed his left and right legs, fell to the ground with his left leg, swung his right leg, and fell.

When the two fought, Meng Sanhui seemed to be in a violent storm, with great strength and speed, which didn't give people a chance to breathe at all, while Yang Guo was a grass swaying in the wind and rain. He was beaten and defended while retreating. However, there was no sign of defeat. Even if he hid, he also circled around, and his steps moved very regularly, and he was not forced out of the "arena".

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