682: C682 Kneel down and Admit Defeat

C682 Kneel down and Admit Defeat

"Then I don't have any pressure to win. I won just like that." Wang Feng stood in front of Carl and chuckled, "Remember, when you admit defeat, you must kneel down first. Otherwise, I have the right to beat you to death!"

"Die!" Carl punched at Wang Feng. He didn't care about the referee's shout and didn't even start the match.

Only when Wang Feng stood in front of Carl did Carl feel the danger.

As the leader of Wolf of the Jungle, Carl could feel that this person had the same aura as him. This aura made him very unhappy.

The referee was already meaningless in the exchange between the two of them.

Wang Feng dodged Carl's attack and quickly countered with a punch aimed at his opponent's ribs.

Carl raised his hand to block and blocked Wang Feng's fist. Then, he lifted his knee and smashed it towards Wang Feng's lower abdomen.

The entire audience was shocked as they saw the two of them fight.

Earlier, they were still thinking that this Chinaman was just trying to act cool, and would definitely be beaten to death by Carl.

Whether it was his figure or aura, Wang Feng didn't look like someone who could be on par with Carl no matter how one looked at it.

However, after they started fighting, everyone realized that with Wang Feng's strength, it wasn't easy for Carl to beat Wang Feng, not to mention defeating Carl.

The fighting style of the two were completely different. Carl was a berserk strength type, and his attacks were suicidal, wanting to suppress the other party with all his might.

On the other hand, Wang Feng was a balanced fighter. Although he didn't seem to have any special traits, he could always make the opponent unable to make a move.

Say, he doesn't have much strength, right? He dared to fight against Carl head on.

You think his skills aren't that good? Every single move he makes Carl retreat into defense, making Carl feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I didn't expect this Oriental to be so strong!"

"That's right, the way he fell earlier must have been an act!"

"Who can win?"

"It's really hard to say!"

Melinda was also paying close attention to this battle. Watching Wang Feng skillfully fight against Carl on the stage, her gem-like eyes emitted a peculiar luster: "This man is not bad. If he wins, I will definitely win!"

Actually, it wasn't only Melinda who had her eyes on Wang Feng, even Mercer felt that Wang Feng was not bad.

Carl was too ruthless and did not suit their tribe.

People like Wang Feng, who were able to hide their edge, were the ones that their tribe wanted.

Now, it all depended on whether Wang Feng could defeat Carl, otherwise, it would all be empty talk.

Bang!

Carl lashed out at Wang Feng with his leg whip. Wang Feng blocked with his hands and took two steps back.

Carl followed up with a turn of his body and swung his leg, launching another lethal kick at Wang Feng's head.

Wang Feng naturally bent down, dodging Carl's kick. Taking advantage of the moment, he swept his leg and kicked towards Carl's supporting leg.

Carl jumped up on one leg and switched to another leg for support. The leg that was originally supporting the leg kicked towards Wang Feng's face.

Wang Feng pressed his hands on Carl's feet and jumped up using the momentum to kick Carl in the chest.

Bang!1

After being hit by Wang Feng's kick, Carl retreated a few steps before regaining his balance.

"Kneel down and admit defeat." Wang Feng chuckled, "You are not my match."

"Hur hur, really?" Carl's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, "Let's talk about it when you can really defeat me!"

With that, Carl rushed towards Wang Feng once again and threw a series of heavy punches towards Wang Feng.

Carl's physical fitness was excellent, so he often used his physical fitness to attack his opponents, not giving them any chance to counterattack.

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