As soon as the goods are directly closed, they will "brush" and flash back two or three positions. "It’s really a banana!" Whitewater scolded, "That’s what you want!" Whitewater is also a white tiger phantom. The whole person is like gliding. It is like a tiger standing up and jumping forward. Second, he grabbed Predo’s body. What did he catch? Anyway, the five claws buckled in. Even Predo’s shiny black chest muscles were held by Whitewater.

Whitewater is grabbing Predo and sliding forward, while the claws are constantly impacting Prado’s body. "Try my killer skills!" Whitewater can’t be called heaven gate for the time being, so the word "killing skill" replaces the word "white water’s waist is low" while Predo’s body is more and more embedded in the ground. The asphalt road is finished, and when the impact of whitewater is exhausted, more than half of Prey’s body has been embedded in the road.
At this time, the white-water gas explodes like a bomb, and it is directly necessary to bend Prey’s body back first and then blow up the whole body-this is to break the lumbar spine and then blow up all the bones. This is an ideal situation. Actually, it should not be so cruel, but things are not over yet. Predo’s bones are hard enough. White-water blows him out and presses the ground again. This time it is a sprint in the opposite direction.
Double handling …
This time, Predo’s ass kept bumping against the ground in a messy way, giving off a melodious rhythm. This music became more and more interesting. After Whitewater blew up Predo for the second time, the organizing Committee stopped the game-Predo was KO, but Whitewater didn’t beat his shit out at this point, but the other side’s trousers were suspiciously wet, and his face was not beaten until his painful expression remained, so he smiled and passed out.
The third opponent, this guy is also half naked, but his pants are not so coquettish. It is normal boxing pants. He also stands barefoot with his hands and gloves on his fingers. "Asian? No, it’s a half-blood, "thought Whitewater." Sure enough, this person has a Japanese surname-Tian, but the school named Garcia really is Jiu Jitsu, which pays more attention to fighting skills and fierce martial arts than judo.
What makes Bai Lang feel interesting is that none of the three men in Brazil seems to have flying skills? Shao Bailang now releases the gale fist in turn, and the other side of the hurricane has no corresponding flying skills to offset it, so Bai Lang pulls his arms back and then hits "Caesar Wave!"
This recruit brought each other’s killer skills. At present, this Tian Garcia with a bare fist suddenly changed the whole Caesar wave by one hundred degrees and flew towards whitewater. "Return skills?" This is the first time I have met? " So Whitewater held up the golden bell jar with one hand, and Caesar’s wave turned 100 degrees again after bumping into the gas, speeding up and flying over. The guy across the street punched again …
All right, play ping-pong
Whitewater felt that it was impossible to go this way, so it rushed with the waves after returning. When the field returned with another blow, Whitewater used the wave-penetrating technique-"Glacier!" He turned the violent wind into a flash and directly launched a fighting skill against Tian, and the other side also fought in vain. It is a psychological hint that Tian can turn his fighting skill into a grasping skill at any time and then quickly into a sleeping skill.
If Whitewater is entangled and forced to turn into a sleeping skill contest, it will probably lose. Now it seems that there are signs of this. Whitewater has been grasped by the wrist several times and forced to break Whitewater by erasure. It broke out very simply. This time, it is a real fight against the White Tiger Boxing-Whitewater shows a white tiger phantom, and if you can see it, you will find that his tattoo emerges.
The tiger roared, which the audience could only "see", and the camera saw the white wave burst into light, and then forcibly launched an attack, which abruptly hit the other side’s defense, even though he dislocated an arm because of it, but Tian should have never expected the white wave to break out like this-so the white wave tore violently with its other hand claw and cooperated with the serial kicking of his legs to finally wrap up his own field, and the tornado rolled Tian Long into the sky …
Chapter three hundred and twelve Wonderful friendship
Although a dislocated arm can’t be used for the time being, it doesn’t prevent Whitewater from attacking after it spirals up to heaven-he keeps throwing one arm back and forth, and waves are thrown out, from Caesar wave to black ball. After being hit in the back, Whitewater raises his hand again and a huge tornado continues to send him to heaven.
I can’t always fall off. When I fell off, Tian’s hands and feet twisted and the whole person lay unconscious. The team of doctors killed me. "Nothing can be corrected!" Otherwise, how can I say that the martial artist is tenacious? Whitewater doesn’t stop much. He just hasn’t finished his explosive power
Brazil is still a low-level team-and this is the Brazilian Carnival team, not the real invitational team like the Brazilian Anger Team.
At this time of whitewater, I grabbed my other arm and joined the bone with a force. "Not only is it dislocated, but it is also broken?" When you really want to look at the world differently! My bones are no less than steel, even if the world is limited, it is at this level. This guy can actually let me break my bones through my own strength, which is considered to be superb. "
However, the broken bones are flat and agile, and it is easy for Whitewater to treat them. It won’t be long before they are wrapped in gas, which may not affect his next battle. "It’s good to wrap the bandage tightly," Whitewater thought, and two women in the armored vehicle also came out to prepare for cheering with Whitewater.
People are very enthusiastic at the carnival, even if the carnival team loses, it will not prevent them from cheering on the white waves, because they played well enough. Finally, after the white waves became angry, their flying skills were more colorful than Predo’s, and finally they faced Tian Dui and broke out.
Really gave everyone a stimulating feast to cheer for. Love Weibo. Yeah, hey! Shake the samba! Even if the ground was blown up, you didn’t enjoy yourself! This is Rio Geru Carnival! When I accepted the cheers, my face was white and my eyes were sharp. When I saw it, someone did it in broad daylight!
"When it’s a shame! Shame! " Whitewater secretly scolded, "How can humans do such a thing in broad daylight? ! It really is barbarians! " Although I cursed in my heart, my eyes unconsciously swept a few more eyes. "Latin American girls have really good bodies and skin."
At this time, the organizing Committee also sent a check "m. leblanc played fifty million yen! It will reach your head after 24 hours of gambling. "Whitewater casually stuffed the check into Sakata’s chest groove and nodded to go back to the hotel to rest.
His arm has been wrapped by the doctor, and when he returned to the hotel, the two women directly entangled themselves. The battle scene frightened them, but at the same time it greatly stimulated these two, especially the post-war carnival atmosphere, which directly caused these two hormones to explode.
We just got back to the hotel and got a total of three business sets, but these two women just jumped on Whitewater, meaning this, so they put on a small hand to let them fall asleep-although Whitewater is not a famous acupuncturist, those sleepy acupoints can still recognize the gas, so how clean it is to press these two women lightly and go to sleep.
Whitewater sat on the balcony and poured himself a glass of rum. Listening to the carnival parade in the street, he also smiled. Later, Whitewater received a message, "Oh? Invite me to a nightclub? Well, I remember I just beat you three into dogs, right? Oh, nothing. Okay, I’ll go. "
This is a place where passionate hormones are almost sprayed out. The queue at the door of the bar looks ridiculous. Even the beautiful women are stopped by the security guard, and they are not allowed to go in. Even if they are spoiled, they are almost undressed. When the white waves come, the security guard actively lets him in, which makes the outside envious.
When you walk in, the lewd breath comes from a person-although there are so many beautiful women in this place, the most lewd breath is a white wave from a twisted briefs man. At first glance, it is just that this person has just been beaten unconscious during the day and is alive and kicking at night nightclubs. Otherwise, how can we say that their South American players are all birds?
South American martial artists are probably the same? But look at a person calmly drinking a drink field-this guy is covered with bandages and splints, and he can still drink casually. When he sees Whitewater, he also raises a glass in a very friendly way, while staring at him like a female leopard. Maria is still very cool and refreshing, but she just doesn’t pull off the cloth.
The most dazzling thing is that Predo is dancing with all kinds of beat rhythms in the cheers of beautiful women, and he has been rubbing pills and moving obscene feelings. It’s outrageous that whitewater suddenly gives birth to the desire to kill him. He regrets that his hands are too weak during the day. It’s just a weakness
Before Whitewater could think about it, Maria resisted him-her chest and looked up slightly into Whitewater’s eyes. "Fight again!" She said
Whitewater side eyebrows to pick this is Qiang Sen JueXue "play again? I can’t. You are too weak, little girl. "Whitewater smiled angrily and stopped Maria’s long legs directly-because she was going to kick her brain and kick Whitewater in the blink of an eye.
Before launching this leg, Whitewater stopped. There was an annoying smile on his mouth. The eyebrows kept beating, indicating that you are too weak, little girl. Maria’s brown face turned red quickly. That was anger, but Whitewater drank a palm and suddenly a whirlwind wave swept through. "Don’t forget that I have flying skills to talk to me. This time it is not so easy to get close."
At this time, Bibi Predo was hooking up with women, and Whitewater didn’t see it-although it was this bastard who called to invite him to the nightclub, Whitewater still felt that it would take a beating to make him calm, so he raised his hand to separate Maria from the side of her leg and directly crossed the head of the woman who was seduced by confusion.
"Nandou Feilong Boxing!" Whitewater broke off and drank the whole person. Ling Fei kicked him happily than Predo’s face-because the place where he landed was a beautiful woman, Whitewater was also a slapstick. This strength was not a blow, but a push-out strength. It was nothing, and Whitewater saw him fly out and got up suspiciously.
Maybe he is a real m-wave. After hitting Predo in vain, he was in a better mood. He also looked for him to challenge. Maria sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. As a result, Maria sat down beside him. "Call again!" She is still so persistent, but Whitewater doesn’t want to fight with her at all-because Maria is really "weak".
I understand the spirit, but I don’t think I have issued enough strong skills. She is far from mature. Are these three still half-suspended? Whitewater feels this way in his heart. Whitewater feels that there is a stinking wind blowing around him. See a Predo who wears briefs and sits next to him. That Ronaldinho face is disgusting and smiles at Whitewater.
"You’re strong, buddy." This guy is naturally familiar with white eyebrows, but it’s bigger than a slap in the face and a headscarf at the bottom of his trousers, and then he doesn’t have any fucking shoes. The whole person stinks of hormones and white waves cocked his face and said, "You’re quite resistant to beating." This guy immediately laughed and beckoned the horse to have three stripes, which probably slapped the beautiful woman into his arms. "Let’s jump together!"
Then the goods jumped to the stage and danced with Bai Lang so that they wouldn’t jump in the fields. He was silent. After greeting Bai Lang, he didn’t speak. Maria also jumped and pulled Bai Lang to jump together. Although Bai Lang just called you weak, it seemed that Maria Ma didn’t mind.
In the end, Whitewater didn’t take the girl back, and it was even more impossible to watch Predo dance wildly with Maria. At last, he dumped his trousers for screaming, which was even more boring. "What are you really going to do?" Whitewater rubbed his fingers, but his hand was pulled by Maria and he squeezed it carelessly.
When he went back to his room, two women were still asleep …
"In the end, it didn’t work out …" Whitewater muttered that he fell asleep on the bed.
The next day, Predo came with Maria to see the plane off. Of course, the goods performed-he didn’t show it. He took off and sat on his ass! Just sit flat on a used car
Whitewater is still a special plane returning to "South Korea in World War I? The opponent is the dragonfly team? Hong Kong? Finally, it’s not home or away this time. "Whitewater looked at the match table. It’s also three martial artists, and it’s the same as him. Whitewater has set a small record, that is, like him, the parallel team reached the second round of the final.
Whitewater ranking odds have risen a lot. This time, King Fighting has emerged and can really fight new people. If he can win another game, he is really qualified to get an invitation letter at a time. "The account has also arrived. This time, the game has become … 430 million yen, which is really bad."
It’s the right way for him to show his fighting capacity and sign up for street fighter … and he can go straight to the finals.
Chapter three hundred and thirteen The new game
On the way back to Japan, Bailang sat on the sofa in front of the porthole and moved his arm. He looked at himself tightly wrapped in bandages and fixed his arm and clenched his fist. "It’s fine, there is nothing unusual." At this time, he remembered his thief’s words "Breathing? Isn’t it the Isaiah breathing method? "
He remembered that the second half of this breathing method was completely different from the first half, and he had never been able to figure it out or practiced it seriously-because the rhythm and movement were strange and he didn’t notice any increase in combat effectiveness, it would disrupt his own power flow
Now that his arm is broken and the plane can’t practice outside kungfu, he suddenly remembered this breathing method. Why don’t you practice it if you are inspired? Whitewater believes that it won’t be the slightest reason for him to suddenly think of this thing, so give it a try? Maybe there will be some strange effect.
So a little insatiability peach and Sakata, two tools, saw that there was already a meter and a half of white water twisting his body to make a strange gesture. He was muscular, but suddenly he had a feminine feeling. Masculinity and femininity brought out the best in each other, but the two women thought of that …
"Attitude is power? I remember that I don’t know who knows how to write … that is, I’m a natural expert and I’m also a master of the outside world. Otherwise, I’m afraid I’d have broken a few bones and broken a few joints by now! This gesture is really not a normal person can make it. "It maintains a strange balance, and Whitewater still whispers in his mouth.
"Breathe according to a special rhythm," thought Bai Lang, and then breathe according to the breathing method in memory. Strange ripples vibrated from his blood. "Huh? ! Ripple! Add this gesture? White ripples scurry! " White arm clicks, bones are joined, and the bandage directly explodes and muscles swell.
Naturally, due to the body ripple, the white wave has changed another posture that looks very feminine but full of masculine beauty. Sure enough, the posture is strength. This is like the sun’s strength, which directly heals the injured part of the white wave and moves it well. The white wave has found another advantage: "It can effectively pull every muscle and every bone, right? I know, I know."
There are always two female tool people staring at whitewater, so they sit on the sofa again and pick up a casual look at the plane. It’s not a good time to directly pounce on whitewater-although most of these guests are also demanding …
After watching Whitewater for a while, he surfed the Internet at will. He found that he was really popular. It was expected that there would be a round of tour teams. Whitewater solved the problem that the Brazilian carnival team raised his position to a quite high level-just like the main players of the famous invitation teams.
His fighting capacity has been blown to a good height, and the so-called Japanese team Kyo Kusanagi is just like him-this is a foreigner’s analysis network to analyze Japan, and he is still not as famous as Kyo Kusanagi. Even if Kyo Kusanagi has been repeated for several years, he is a freshman in high school as he is, and he is as fast as a freshman in his twenties. This person has not been to school much.
In foreigners’ comments, the white wave level is regarded as Andy Bogard’s second-class master in this wild card team-yes, the Kyo Kusanagi level is also the same in foreigners’ eyes. White wave is called a colorful flying expert because of his martial arts-it is not an ordinary person to understand so many different flying skills …
General martial artists, even if they invite teams to fly, usually have one or two flying skills, and then most people have one flying skill, and then a general flying skill has evolved into a super flying skill, but it is really rare that white waves show three or four different flying skills.
"So they didn’t pay attention to my strike technology? Speaking of which, I haven’t shown my strangulation skills yet! I have great confidence in my sleeping skills. "Whitewater looked at the net and said with a smile-in fact, he didn’t know anything about sleeping skills. That’s also true. It’s probably because he knows three or four things. Tiger-shaped boxing is not a blow skill, but it’s mostly tearing, or it’s just like a snake strangling his opponent.
It’s just a hard mouth.