Even so, he felt like he was sure to win, but Mu Zilong misread Lan Feng, or was too confident about himself. He didn't expect that Lan Feng was out of his left fist. When Mu Zilong thought he would stop or stagger, he was wrong. He saw a gust of wind on the side coming as lightning, sweeping straight towards Mu Zilong's temple, and when he contacted his protected arm, the sound shook from his arm like an explosion.

Mu Zilong was beaten to the rope, causing the people around him to retreat suddenly. Mu Zilong, who was bounced back by the rope, bounced back to the midfield like a tumbler. This punch made him look like a star. He had no idea that Lan Feng was so powerful. Even if he gave his all, he would probably be difficult to beat him.

"You are still far from it. Is it really your share to kill the cannon sniper?"

My head was dizzy and I felt something was wrong. Lan Feng's words surrounded him, and the chandeliers on the roof became dazzling and uncomfortable. When Mu Zilong looked at him, he felt that it was a black shadow. When he turned around, the light became more and more dazzling. He heard Li Erzhu calling him. At this time, Mu Zilong was spinning, and the migraine caused it to explode under the shock of this punch.

Unexpectedly, this time I came here would make me so unbearable. Under the tremendous pressure, Mu Zilong gritted his teeth. So many people watched. If he had just stopped like this, he would have let down the afternoon of training, accompanied by Sang Biao and Dandan's love stew.

After adjusting his breathing quickly, Mu Zilong whispered and encouraged himself in his heart. Since he couldn't beat Lan Feng, he must satisfy him. Otherwise, the murderous intent that he kept learning from his words would really be beaten to death by him on the stage.

Holding his head with one hand and holding the rope with the other, Mu Zilong stood up swayingly, his body was not very stable. Lan Feng looked at Mu Zilong's painful look and didn't know that his punch would cause such damage to him. Did he really misjudged him? In fact, he had already kept his hand just now. If it weren't for the hit on his elbow, Lan Feng wouldn't know if he would stop. That would have proved that Mu Zilong had failed.

"Brother Long, are you okay?" Li Erzhu shouted while holding the rope.

Lan Feng glanced at the anxious Li Erzhu, and then realized that Mu Zilong had hidden disease, but this was not worthy of his sympathy, but was a little disappointed, because these were opportunities to give up Mu Zilong. However, just when Lan Feng was thinking about giving up Mu Zilong, because he was like this, he would definitely not be able to defeat Feilong. If Yin Ji had an attack, wouldn't he seek death if he had an attack at that time?

He sighed in his heart. Lan Feng felt disappointed, but he had to take the blame himself. Now he still had time to regret it. At most, he became a laughing stock. However, when he was thinking about changing Mu Zilong to himself, a sudden burst of airflow like a plane soaring in the air came from a plane soaring in the air. The sound was depressing and dull, and the squeezed airflow contained endless explosive power.

His eyes suddenly looked over, and he saw Mu Zilong's black boxing gloves gradually blocking his vision. He only saw Mu Zilong's firm eyes from the only gap. Yes, it was the look at that time, with firm confidence, as if everything was sure to win for him.

At that moment, Lan Feng's expression changed, and he suddenly felt how much power Mu Zilong's punch contained. He was shocked. Lan Feng did not dare to hesitate much and jumped backwards. During the period, he reached out and blocked Mu Zilong's fist wind. He thought in his heart that Mu Zilong's explosive power really surprised him. If he had not avoided it just now, he was hit with a steady attack, probably the result would not be much better than Mu Zilong's now.

Just as he stabilized his pace, Mu Zilong had approached himself. Under the breath of the crowd around him, everyone knew that Mu Zilong's aura suddenly changed, and he rushed towards Lan Feng like a beast. Suddenly, the sound of fisting to the flesh was coming one after another. Mu Zilong's offense was rapid, and there was a wind and fire in the forest. Because Lan Feng was caught off guard just now, he was currently out of being forced to defend. However, even so, with Lan Feng's ability, he still noticed the opportunity to take action in the gap. Even though he felt the change in Mu Zilong's aura, it did not affect him much. He only thought that this was the right thing to do.

Lan Feng tapped Mu Zilong's body and head, but because of the close distance, the force of the punch was not so strong, and hitting Mu Zilong did not affect his movements, at least it would not be very big. Mu Zilong finally hit Lan Feng while still as if he was still. This punch was not easy. When Lan Feng took the lead and threw it on his face, Mu Zilong bit the root of his tongue and carried it down. His right hand instantly exerted force, which made him retreat continuously.

The two of them fought each other with a magnificent momentum. They didn't dare to blink their eyes, as if they were afraid of missing something. Mu Zilong took advantage of the victory to chase him, and he rushed over with a small elbow through two or three steps. Lan Feng moved away from the dead corner with a faint wave, flashed behind Mu Zilong and punched him in the back of his head.

Mu Zilong's blood was boiling at this moment, and he was in a state of anger. He was inspired by Lan Feng. At this time, no matter whether this guy was a gay man or a big boss on the side, at all, while he was wielding his fist, Mu Zilong threw out his whip leg without even looking at it, completely ignoring whether he could make a chess move.

There was no sound in the audience, and everyone held their breath. Although this competition did not mean to determine life and death, nor was it to turn the situation around, it was done in one go in just a few dozen seconds. Both of them were moving as fast as thunder. Even Mu Zilong's whip leg just now was really surprising. It might be a problem of angle. Some people saw it clearly, while some people just saw Lan Feng suddenly hit the pillar. The people next to the shaking beads had no time to react, and sat on the ground.

Lan Feng had not completely reminiscented in the flash, just like Mu Zilong was the same at this moment, and he came to Lan Feng with a heavy breath and sweat. He had already taken off the gloves from his hand and reached out to him.

Feeling that his waist seemed to be kicked off, Lan Feng wanted to stand up, but Mu Zilong's whip leg just now was so fast that he only felt a pain in his body, and then he hit the pillar. At that moment, he was completely confused.

"If you want to continue," Mu Zilong said while reaching out his hand.

Although Lan Feng was a little unwilling to accept it, he and Mu Zilong did not have to lie on the ground and couldn't get up. He was just now excited by his whip in his heart, but at this time he had to stop.

With a raised corner of his mouth, Lan Feng reached out and grabbed Mu Zilong and pulled him up. When he got up, he could feel a piercing pain in his waist that continued, as if he could not forget the failure tonight.

While the two shook hands, there were cheers around. It was obvious that although the fight lasted only a few minutes, it still won the visual and spiritual satisfaction of everyone.

"It's pretty good, full of explosive power. It seems that the rumors are true. If you suddenly come to fight Feilong, you can really shock people. If you take advantage of the victory, you will have a chance of winning." Then everyone in the gym returned to their positions, Lan Feng and Mu Zilong sat on the wall. Both of them looked glamorous, but they were just sweat stains in the competition.

Compared to Lan Feng, Mu Zilong looked slightly inferior because his cheekbones were bleeding from Lan Feng. At this time, he was holding an ice pack in his hand and pressing it on the affected area.

"If you can say this, it's just that I was beaten in vain. I didn't expect that this trip would be so dangerous." Mu Zilong looked at Li Erzhu, who was joining in the fun, and was doing bench presses with his shirtless action.
Chapter completed!