bite!"

The second round of the game begins.

The referee broke the back and stopped between the two, and said, "I remind you two again that you must listen to the referee's command in the ring. You can only start by shouting to start. If you don't shout, you can't start. For example, I'm calling now... Open... Open... By the way, because I only shouted one word, and didn't shout, so you can't start. No one of you moved. This is correct. This must be done in the future. You must understand the referee's command. Cough cough, on the contrary, if I shouted to start... Start... Start, you must start immediately. Do you understand? Huh? Why haven't you started yet? I've already shouted to start!"

"%!%#%..." Paton Supan cursed the "Three Character Classic" and waved his iron fist to hit Lao Feng in the face.

This punch had enough force, as if the extreme explosive force of the whole person was condensed on this punch, and the strong wind was howling.

Old Feng could feel how powerful this punch was. He should have dodged, but he did not dodge, but also swung a punch in the wind. The force of this punch was not as strong as the punch that Paton Supan had swung, but was extremely fast. Before Paton Supan's punch could be swept in front of him, Old Feng's iron fist had already reached Paton Supan's eyes.

Suddenly, Old Feng changed his gestures at a rapid speed. His round and plump fist seemed to have two thorns growing. Old Feng's two fingers were directly hooked into Paton Supan's eye sockets. He ***, since he couldn't squeeze his vagina and squeeze his eggs and could only insert his eyes and pick his nose, then I'll just plug it in your eyes first!

A cold sweat emerged from behind Paton Supan. The iron fist hit Lao Feng enough to let him drink a pot, but if he was blinded by Lao Feng, he would be a fool. He didn't fight like this. He had no choice but to dodge. In the meantime, Paton Supan had to choose to dodge. In the meantime, the strength of the iron fist he swung had weakened. Lao Feng quickly retracted his eye-splitting hand and gently blocked the iron fist that was fatal to the ordinary person's head.

"Ah, drink!" Before Old Feng could prepare for the second move, Paton Supan changed to another punch with his left hand and swung to the same position.

This time, Paton Supan swung his left hand, and Old Feng obviously felt that the strength of his left hand was not as strong as that of his right hand. The strength of the punch was much worse than the first punch, so he still did not dodge and also swung a punch directly to it. Since the power of this punch was within the controllable range, Old Feng also wanted to match it and explore how high Paton Supan's strength was.

The two fists collided heavily, making a crisp sound, and the two of them took a step back. Lao Feng only felt his whole arm tremble constantly, and a sensation of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain penetrated from his finger joints to his shoulders.

Ten percent! Old Feng had already used all his strength to fight this punch, and he didn't dare to be careless. Although Patonsu's face was distorted, he was obviously hit by Old Feng's punch, but he used his left hand. If he had a stronger right hand, Old Feng would have fisted him like this, his arm might have been broken.

The punch was relatively strong, but it was quite powerful. Lao Feng's punch was far beyond Paton Su Pan's imagination, so he did not dare to move anymore, but stared at it, because the hand that Lao Feng and he waved against the punch was also the left hand. Moreover, when the left hand was so awkward to the left hand, he could still exert such great power. The person in front of him could really not underestimate it.

Because Pathon Supan also felt that Lao Feng should be the same as him, and his left hand was far inferior to his right hand. Since the left hand could fight against him, the power of the right hand must not be underestimated, but he didn't know that Lao Feng's left hand and right hand were almost the same. If he used his right hand to fight Pathon Supan's right hand, it would be a hell of a sudden.

Paton Supan didn't dare to move anymore, but Old Feng was not willing to give him a chance to breathe. He jumped up and found the right position, but still used his left hand to punch him just now. In this position, Paton Supan couldn't use his right hand to fight against Old Feng, because it was too awkward. If he still wanted to fight against him, he could only swing his left hand. Or blocked it, but Paton Success was in a negative way. Since Old Feng dared to swing his left hand again, he also swung his left hand to face him. As soon as the iron fist came out, his arm was slightly shaking.

Another crisp sound, Paton Supan resisted the severe pain and took three steps back, and the sweat on his forehead flowed down like a rain column.

The first punch that was right just now had already caused Paton Supan's left hand to hurt his muscles. Before he recovered, he immediately received another punch, which naturally caused more injuries. His left hand was numb for a moment, and a piercing pain hit the whole body.

After Lao Feng's second punch, he was quite light

Although his arms were also numb and painful, but they felt like after the first punch. Because Lao Feng’s biggest advantage is that he recovered quickly, and all the wounds that were bloody could recover quickly with the help of the brochures. What’s more, this kind of muscle shock is simply a pediatrician. So when Lao Feng swung his second punch against Paton Supan, the shock injury left behind from the first punch had already recovered from the moment he swung his fist.

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Paton Supan's left hand was now injured by a second degree, and for Lao Feng, it was just a match. At the moment when Paton Supan took three steps back, Lao Feng had already reconciled his qi and blood again. The injured left hand recovered again. Without saying a word, he jumped up to Paton Supan again, finding a position where he was inconvenient to swing his right hand, and swung his left hand again.

Seeing that he was about to punch again, Paton Supan couldn't help but feel a little panicked. If the left hand, which was injured twice, was facing Lao Feng's left hand again, it would probably have to be broken. It turned out that this guy's left hand was far stronger than mine, so his right hand...

Thinking of this, Paton Supan no longer dared to fight against Lao Feng, so he had to take a step back and block Lao Feng's iron fist.

"Hmph!" Old Feng sneered, "You are too weak!" After saying that, he still took a step back and stared at him. Old Feng knew that he was speculating just now. Since Paton Supan didn't plan to fight with his left hand, of course he had to retreat and find a way. Could it be that he would go up and fight hard?

None of the two dared to act rashly at this time, staring at the other one with big eyes. Batonsu was thinking about how to deal with Lao Feng, because he felt that Lao Feng's attack and explosive power seemed to be no less than him in these two punches. Even when his left hand was already weak, he dared to use his left hand to fight him. His strength was so strong. He really underestimated him before. Could this guy pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger and was a hidden master?

Of course, Old Feng didn't dare to do anything randomly. He knew that Baton Supan was much stronger than himself, and he was thinking about how to use tricks to visit this idiot big bull.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" A dissatisfied scream came from the audience, and several mineral water bottles filled with half a bottle of water flew towards the ring.

Old Feng flashed a bottle of flying water disdainfully, nodded friendly to Paton Supan, and pointed to the audience: "It's all stupid!"

"What does stupid mean?" asked Paton Supan, a poor Chinese language, and didn't know whether he should go on or not, so he had to brag with Lao Feng.

"Uh... the explanation about this stupid thing is a long story, but to put it simply, it means stupid," Lao Feng smiled, "You said they are stupid or not, why should we call them, right? I didn't buy tickets."

"Didn't buy tickets?" Paton Supan couldn't understand.

"Yes, they are all gift tickets, and they don't pay, so... they call them and it's not worth it!" Old Feng said with regret.

"Oh! Yes, yes, yes, it's not worth it. Why call them to show them? They are all fools!" Patonsu said, clutching his crappy Chinese.

"But you and I are here to compete, so it doesn't seem good to stand and not play like this." Old Feng pretended to be meditated.

"Uh... it's not very good or not!" Paton Supan nodded and echoed.

"Then... come here, if you have the affinity, come and fight!" Lao Feng said provocatively.

"I'm going... why don't you come? Come and fight! Come and I beat you down!" Paton Supan said with a hooked finger.

"Okay! I'll come over, I'll come over and beat you right away," Lao Feng's face suddenly changed, "Oh... I've stood for a long time, my feet are a little numb and I can't walk anymore. If I can walk, I'll beat you to death, bastard!"

Paton Supan's eyes turned: "Oh... my feet are numb and I can't walk anymore, otherwise I'll beat you... into Italian sauce!"

It seems that Paton Supan was scared by me just now. Old Feng smiled and then said, "Come on, what's the use of just calling? Come and beat me! If you have the guts, just let me go. If you dare to take a step, I will break your hand!"
Chapter completed!