The cabin is not a hotel. Even though it is already very comfortable to arrange inside, the space is still relatively small.

Half of the 1.5-meter-5 beds are occupied, and there is also a bathroom, so there is not much room left in the room.

The entire area is only three or four square meters, and further ahead is a table and a circular window.

When Tang Yi spoke, his body leaned against the table.

When I stepped forward, the ghost hand really got in.

There was no way, when he was tall, he had to lower his head when he walked into the cabin door that was only 1.8 meters tall.

He cursed angrily. He grew up fighting since childhood, relying on his instinct and his ruthlessness.

He swung his fist and smashed it towards Tang Yi. Over the years, he has been a hero of his generation in the Hell Boxing Gym.

With his talented physical strength and his ruthlessness since childhood, the audience all said that the ghost hand possesses the power of a beast.

Facing him, he had a fear of looking at the beast.

It’s a pity that this guy chose the wrong venue and even the wrong opponent.

He is tall and long, and he cannot move freely in this small space.

So when his fists came to Tang Yi, Tang Yi had already flashed and drilled through the gap he left behind.

Like a loach, it was one end shorter than a ghost hand two meters away.

Tang Yi's movement was completely unimaginable to the ghost hand.

He was caught up with him whenever he was in trouble, constantly avoiding the other party's opening and closing in the narrow space.

This kind of thing may be a threat in the ring, but in the cabin, he has no use at all.

As he moved around, Tang Yi's fist continued to hit the ghost hand.

Although it is not serious, it is not in a hurry. The interception technique is not something he can understand.

After being hit by more than ten punches, the ghost hand didn't feel anything.

The pain of this kind of fist hitting the flesh is not as good as training.

"Just with your strength, it's worth ten million, and the barons are also at odds!"

He kicked Tang Yi and scolded angrily.

The Baron is famous for his eyesight, and many seed boxers were not favored by others before.

Including him, a street gangster, was also created by the Baron.

But this time, he failed to choose Tang Yi.

"Is that? It seems that you still don't know much about Chinese Kung Fu."

He turned his body, avoided the other party's foot wind, and said with a wicked smile.

"Flowering and embroidering legs, there is no practical ability, only boxing is the strongest fighting!"

One uppercut plus two straight punches hit Tang Yi again.

The Hell Boxing Gym brings together various boxing techniques from all over the world, and he naturally has some understanding of Chinese martial arts.

It’s a pity that over the years, few people in Chinese martial arts have become first-class players.

Many people have gorgeous moves, but once they come on the court, they become turtle punches.

After a blow, he threw the Chinese martial arts people into the Chinese martial arts.

"Okay, it seems you're going to make up for a course on Chinese martial arts today, I can help you!"

He stretched out his hands, grabbed the ghost hand's left hand, and raised his right foot and kicked the inside of his thigh.

The ghost hand with strong ability to resist the attack didn't care at all. The wind was howling with his right fist, and a hook punched him towards Tang Yi's temple.

Unfortunately, his fist was very fast, and Tang Yi moved faster. He slapped his right palm, blocking his forearm, and at the same time supporting his left foot and lifting his right foot.

"Lying down!"

He raised his right foot and kicked Ghost Hand directly on the chin.

The ghost hand suffered a heavy blow, his body leaned back and fell to the ground on his back.

"You're not very capable!"

Tang Yi returned to the table again. Although this kid was rude, he didn't want to cause more trouble.

If sin does not end in death, just teach him a lesson.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Tang Yi sneered.

"Boy, come again!"

The ghost hand lying on the ground turned over, got up, rubbed his painful chin and said.

This blow was not enough to make him unable to move.

"It seems you don't agree, right? OK, I'll beat you to the end today!"

Tang Yi knew that this ghost hand would not admit defeat so easily.

He has been prepared for a long time, and he won't dodge this time.

With a flash of fists, he rushed directly towards the ghost hand.

The ghost hand finally found an opportunity, and with a swing of his fists, it blasted Tang Yi.

"That's the case!"

When they had counterattacked, the two of them fought fiercely.

But after a few moves, the ghost hand suddenly felt dizzy.

At the same time, his breathing began to become rapid, and his body was covered with sweat.

The reason why he has the nickname of Ghost Hand is that his fist is so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to capture it.

But as he became dizzy and his physical fitness decreased, he began to become weak.

On the other hand, Tang Yi's fist became more and more fierce, and there was an unseen smile on the corner of his mouth.

After continuous hits, the ghost hands were a little unable to move.

It was quite difficult to lift his arms, and Tang Yi's fist hit his body, as if it had penetrated his body.

The pain was unbearable, and the ghost hand was finally kicked away by Tang Yi.

When he fell on the corridor, he felt that his whole body was dispersed.

"What's going on!"

The ghost hand gasping for breathing naturally would not understand what the meridians were blocked.

Tang Yi's seemingly powerless fist before hit his meridians.

The meridians are blocked and the blood cannot flow.

That's why he feels powerless in that state.

However, this kind of thing happened to Ghost Hand, which he could not imagine.

"Witchcraft! You know how to do so!"

Sweats flowing coldly, and ghosts looked at Tang Yi in the corridor with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

With a look of horror, he really couldn't use other thinking to explain everything in front of him.

"If you think this is witchcraft, then even so, are you still going to carry me out now?"

After rubbing the painful chest, Tang Yi sneered.

He sealed his bloodline and felt his physical strength head-on.

The strength of the six-star team is matched with your new skills.

The seven-star master also has the opportunity to give it a try. Of course, time must not be delayed.

"I dare not! I dare not!"

From childhood to adulthood, he has never been afraid of death, nor has he feared fighting.

But in my mind, the terrible witchcraft is far more scary than the ones chopped by a knife and axe.

Especially the legendary wizards can torture people's souls, which made him even more frightened.

"Okay, then are you convinced?"

Tang Yi thought he needed to beat him hard before admitting his mistake.

I didn't expect that after mistakenly thinking that I could do witchcraft, I was so afraid.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced, and I'm never dared again!"

Ghost Hand was completely scared. Of course, he would make trouble again in the future, but that was a story later.

"Just accept it. Let's go and take me to see your master. It seems that I should have a good talk with him!"

Tang Yi sneered and said with a sneer.

The baron insists on provoking himself, so I will teach him a lesson.

(End of this chapter)

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