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The black-clothed old man let out a hoarse voice like he was scraping glass: "That Zhao guy!"

/p p "Oh..." Hehe … I think so too... "Uncle Long, you have great martial arts skills. How long do you think Gao Fei can last?"

the young man asked again.

/p "If we use Zhao's full name, it will take two minutes at most!"

The black-clothed elder replied coldly.

/p p "Err..." Only two minutes! It should be soon! "

The young man couldn't help but feel surprised.

"The two minutes I said was to give that Gao Fei face!" In fact, if that Zhao guy was willing to use his unique killing move, Gao Fei wouldn't even be able to hold on for half a minute! "

The black-clothed old man said.

/p p "Half a minute!" This... "That's unlikely!"

The young man looked astonished.

/p p "Heh heh..." The one surnamed Zhao will not immediately use his killing move, but he will definitely win. This match is definitely not his end, just you watch! "

At this time, the match had begun. The underground boxing style was not a martial arts sparring, but a life and death arena, which Wu Tie knew very well, and when the referee announced the start of the match, Gao Fei immediately moved his body and walked towards Zhao Zegang.

Soon, he stood in front of Zhao Zegang. He raised his right hand, stretched out his thumb and pointed it at the floor. Then he made a gesture of rubbing his neck. With a cruel sneer, he showed his contempt for Zhao Zegang.

Zhao Zegang, who had his head lowered as he looked at the floor of the arena, also raised his head. His eyes were as cold as ice.

"Gao Fei, go on and fight!"

/p p "Yes!" Kill him! Kill him! Kill this old brat! "

/p p "Gao Fei, let's go!" Use your fist to crack his old chrysanthemum! "

Sensing the strong smell of gunpowder, the audience's emotions began to surge as they began to clamor. As the majority of the audience members were all Iron Fist Gao Fei's supporters and had placed bets on him, from a psychological perspective, they hoped very much that Gao Fei could kill Zhao Zegang!

Hearing the shouts from the audience, Gao Fei's blood boiled. He was the first to move, his feet erroneously, he rushed in front of Zhao Zegang like lightning. His upper body didn't move at all, but his right foot made a "sou" sound.

With a loud sound, a long whip kick swept towards Zhao Zegang's left temple.

This was one of the attacking methods that Gao Fei was good at. Moreover, after being tempered so many times, his kick was fast like lightning, swift, violent, and shockingly powerful. If an ordinary fighter were to be hit by this kick, even if they didn't die, they would still be crippled!

Zhao Zegang naturally knew how powerful he was, but he didn't have any intention of evading. His eyelids twitched slightly as he suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it to the right, aiming at the right foot that was sweeping towards his temple.

/p p The two clashed, causing a "pa" sound to ring out.

An explosive sound was as crisp as the sound of a large whip being whipped.

The two figures separated the moment they made contact, but Zhao Zegang and Gao Fei both took two steps back and regained their footing.

/p p "F * * k!" This... This guy's strength is so heavy! "

He didn't expect that his kick, which could break apart gold and stone, would be resolved by Zhao Zegang's normal slap. Moreover, the rebound force made him feel as if his scalp was going to scrunch up … While being shocked, Gao Fei looked up and saw that Zhao Zegang still had that calm expression on his face, but there seemed to be a "not so" look in his eyes.

This time, Gao Fei was furious. As the overlord of the underground boxing arena, when had he ever been looked down upon? With a loud roar, he charged forward once again!

" Whoosh! Whoosh! "Hu!

Three consecutive punches!

The three punches were as fast as a meteor chasing the moon and as powerful as a tiger. They split into two, each aiming for Zhao Zegang's left and right temples with a fatal point at the center of his heart!

This is one of Zhang Chengliang's best killing moves …" "Tiger Triple Strike!

The two figures separated the moment they made contact, but Zhao Zegang and Gao Fei both took two steps back and regained their footing.

The two figures separated the moment they made contact, but Zhao Zegang and Gao Fei both took two steps back and regained their footing.

A fierce fist technique that had killed two opponents. It could really be said to be his famous ultimate killing technique!

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Zegang's eyes. He did not expect Gao Fei to use his killing move so quickly. He immediately retreated a few steps, wanting to avoid Gao Fei's ferocious attack.

Gao Fei's eyes shone with ferocity. As he punched out, his body suddenly pressed forward as he chased after Zhao Zegang.

/p p "Peng!"

Zhao Zegang dodged the first two punches, but the third punch didn't hit Zhao Zegang's heart, instead, it landed on his left shoulder and the side of his face and landed on his left chest, producing a crisp and muffled sound.

/p p "Wu!"

Zhao Zegang was forced to retreat a few steps. He rubbed his chest that was hurting. A layer of skin was lifted on the corner of his mouth by the fist force. Blood was seeping out, making him look quite miserable.

/p p "Wow!" Good fight! Kill him, Gao Fei! Kill him! "

/p p "Explode his head!" "Gao Fei, give him a good beating, beat this old brat up!"

/p p "Gao Fei, let's go!" Continue to kill this fellow. I like to see blood! "

Seeing this, the audience around the arena crazily shouted and shouted. From the start of the match, it was Gao Fei who had the initiative to attack; these spectators really thought that Zhao Zegang was in a disadvantage … When Gao Fei heard the audience's crazy shouts, his mood became even more excited and pleased. He raised his hands, let out a loud roar, patted his own chest, and then pointed at Zhao Zegang.

Zhao Zegang remained expressionless. He just licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood still on the stage.

Gao Fei was once again angered by his expression. With a loud roar, his body flashed, and he suddenly appeared right in front of him. He waved his right fist … "Hu!

A heavy right fist landed on Zhao Zegang's head.

Zhao Zegang hurriedly lowered his head and barely dodged the attack. However, Gao Fei's attack did not stop. His body took a step forward and his left hand immediately sent out a fierce hook punch.

/p p "Peng!"

Zhao Zegang didn't dodge this time and got punched in the abdomen. He staggered a few steps back and stood at the edge of the stage, as if he would fall down at any time.

/p p "Wow!" Good fight! "Gao Fei, rush up and kill that bastard!"

/p p "Yes!" Take off his old bones! "

/p p "Crush his yolk!" Blow his head off! "

The audience that supported Gao Fei cheered crazily, as if they saw victory in their hands, as they prepared to win … And Gao Fei also roared in excitement, charging at Zhao Zegang. He intended to beat him to the ground in one go, and then beat him to death with a heavy punch.

Zhao Zegang bent his body and didn't avoid the attack, but suddenly snorted coldly. His body suddenly moved, and with an ordinary forward sliding step, his body actually moved towards Gao Fei, stepping into his Middle Palace position at an incredible angle.

Gao Fei immediately felt an extreme sense of danger surge up in his heart, like a poisonous snake attacking. He instinctively wanted to retreat and defend, but it was too late … At this moment, the old man in black standing in the hidden control room lifted his eyelids and said two words in a cold voice … Gao Fei lost! "

/p p As his voice faded... A huge change immediately occurred in the boxing arena!

/p p "Crack..."

Bang!" With a dull sound, Zhao Zegang's right fist landed on Gao Fei's chest. A powerful killing force broke his breastbone, leaving a depression in the middle of his chest.2

/p p "Wow!"

Gao Fei spat out a stream of blood from his mouth, let out a howl, and directly fell onto the arena, immediately becoming unconscious. The scene was extremely bloody, and when the audience saw this scene, they were all stunned for a moment, and then became completely silent. Everyone's faces revealed an expression of disbelief, after all, Zhao Zegang's victory was too sudden, it was completely beyond their imagination.

If the audience didn't see Gao Fei dying in a pool of blood, they would have thought that he was practicing a fake boxing style.

/p After half a minute of silence, the few people who bought Zhao Zegang's win began to excitedly shout: "Long live the Shura! "Asura is invincible!"

"Kill Gao Fei!" Kill him! "

Go on, kill that brat Gao Fei, we like to see him die …

Zhao Zegang was unmoved. He didn't even look at Gao Fei who was lying on the stage because he knew that Gao Fei was wasted in his hands. He turned around and walked towards the resting lounge.

When Zhao Zegang left the stage, a few staff members carried a stretcher and carried the half-dead Gao Fei away. The audience, on the other hand, didn't feel satisfied and started shouting.

Especially the audience that lost money, they even started cursing at the audience that won money. The scene immediately turned chaotic, and if it wasn't for the ferocious security guards maintaining order, these people would have started fighting long ago.

At this moment, in the office, the well-dressed young man twitched his mouth and said, "I think Zhao Zegang is pretty good, but he's not that much better than Gao Fei!"

The black-clothed old man on the side sneered and said, "Hehe …" "Anshu, you misjudged me."

/p p "Oh?" Uncle Long, tell me, how did I make a mistake? That Zhao Zegang received quite a few blows as well! "

Young Master An asked curiously.

That fellow surnamed Zhao is doing this on purpose. He's hiding his true strength!

The black-robed old man named Uncle Long said coldly.

/p p "Hm?" Why did he hide his strength? "

Young Master An was puzzled.

"The person surnamed Zhao is very smart!" He knew that if he exposed too much of his strength, it would not be beneficial to him. In any case, as long as he could defeat Gao Fei, it would be fine. He did this to avoid attracting too much attention. That's why it's even more dangerous! "

The black-clothed old man explained.

"Oh, I understand. That old kid surnamed Zhao is looking for an opportunity to leave, right?"

Young Master An said.

/p p At this moment, Brother Chaigou, who had been silent, interrupted, "Hmm …" Anshu is indeed like this. The reason Zhao Zegang came to participate in the Black Fist Competition is to raise money to treat his sister's illness. Now that he has raised enough money, he has to withdraw. "

/p p "Oh?" Does that mean he won't participate in the tournament anymore? "

Young Master An frowned and asked.

/p p "Err..." That should be the case. "

Brother Chaigou answered carefully.

/p p

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