Afenelberg's punching speed is not only fast, but also full of power. Wherever his fist passes, it actually brings out bursts of sounds of breaking through the air. Free novel portal

Experts stretched out their hands and knew if there was any. As soon as Afenelberg made a move, Zhao Changqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Forget it, forgot! Yan Fei's loss at the hands of this big man is not unfair! Even I probably have to deal with it carefully."

Zhao Changqi Youxin competed with Aifenerberg for explosive power. Although he saw the opponent's fist coming fiercely, he did not dodge at all, and did not even move his head. Instead, he suddenly raised his right palm and neglected to block his face!

Zhao Changqi's move is quite dangerous. You should know that if his palm cannot block Efenerberg's fist, the other party's fist may have slapped him in the face with his slap, giving him a full bloom of peach blossoms!

However, Zhao Changqi knew it was so dangerous, but he still did this! Aifenerberg had completely aroused his fighting spirit and aroused his competitive spirit.

"Bang!" Aifenerberg's fist hit Zhao Changqi's slap heavily. Zhao Changqi's feet seemed to have roots on the ground, and did not move. His right arm quickly retreated more than half a foot along the opponent's fist. When the fist was seen hitting Zhao Changqi's face with his slap, Zhao Changqi finally stabilized his slap, and then his right hand quickly turned into a palm and grabbed Aifenerberg's fist as big as a bowl!

Afenelberg felt a huge pain coming from his fist, but he bit and persevered, and at the same time, he suddenly swept the side of Zhao Changqi's head with a high whip!

As the two fought in the same place like a lantern in the boxing ring, the audience on the stage became crazy again and shouted loudly: "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

These crazy audiences roared loudly while waving their arms. Although no one shouted out who killed whom, everyone had a goal in their hearts, and this goal was the one they were holding the bet.

Zhao Changqi was a little impressed by Afenerberg. Although the two had different positions, each of them wanted to kill each other. Zhao Changqi discovered that Afenerberg was even stronger than Li Biao in his horizontal practice! Zhao Changqi used his internal strength to hit the vital points of Afenerberg several times, and Afenerberg actually survived!

What surprised Zhao Changqi the most was that although Afenerberg was huge and more than two meters tall, his body coordination was quite good, his movements were very agile, and he often used some incredible tricks.

However, Zhao Changqiu faced the powerful Afenerberg, and he did not dare to panic at all. The more he fought, the more he became, the more calm he became. However, the more he fought, the more he wanted to kill Zhao Changqiu quickly. The more he wanted to kill Zhao Changqiu, the more he wanted to kill Zhao Changqiu, the more impetuous he was! After the two of them dismantled more than a dozen moves, Afenerberg's pace became a little messy!

In fact, this situation is definitely not a coincidence. Zhao Changqi has been practicing both inside and outside since childhood. If this guy really wants to calm down, I am afraid no one can be more patient than him. But Afenelberg is far inferior to his concentration and patience. He lives in such a noisy environment all day long, and he can quickly knock his opponent to the ground every time he makes an announcement. So over time, he unknowingly develops impetuousness.

Zhao Changqi kept using his fast fist to pull away Efenerberg's defense, and then his feet kept hitting the vital parts of his body! Over time, even Efenerberg seemed to be hit by iron, and he couldn't support it anymore. He felt that his internal organs seemed to be overturned, and his mouth was about to gush out!

Just as Efenerberg roared strangely and was about to be unable to hold on, he suddenly came out of the ring and roared: "Efenerberg, take it!"

Amid the roar, a long-handled axe flew towards Efenerberg in the air. The huge axe and the long axe handle stirred the air and made a whimpering sound.

Carlos Mellon originally thought that Efenerberg could easily kill Zhao Changgui as before, but he didn't expect that Efenerberg would show his defeat now! At this point, if Zhao Changgui had only a single point, he would have won. In fact, if Efenerberg had not been a bit abnormal in his foreign kung fu, he would have been fucked by Zhao Changgui.

Afenelberg didn't know how to defeat Zhao Changgui, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Unexpectedly, someone was willing to buy weapons for him!

Amid the "Woooooo" sound, watching the big axe flying towards him as it swirled, Efenerberg showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, he suddenly raised his body, poked his right hand out, and steadily held the axe in his hand.

This axe looks a bit strange. The axe blade is very thin and wide, spreading in a fan shape for nearly thirty centimeters. The back of the axe is not flat, but pointed, like an awl, and has a blood groove on it, like a reduced-edged three-edged thorn. This thing can easily penetrate the 5mm steel plate!

Zhao Changgui did not move, just watching Efenerberg's long axe in his hand. It's not that he didn't want to go up and rob him, but that the organizer had regulations that the weapon should belong to whom and should not be robbed randomly. Even if the outside manager throws the weapon at your feet, if it is not given to you, you can't move, otherwise the supervised armed personnel would definitely shoot bullets into hornet's nests.

With the weapon in his hand, Efenerberg felt relieved. While staring at Zhao Changliu with his eyes, he seized the time to breathe heavily, preparing to accumulate some strength and cut Zhao Changliu in half with an axe.

Zhao Changqiu took this opportunity to attack him. He was so tired that he also took the time to take a break and recover some strength. However, he did not breathe like Aifenerberg, like a tired dog running in summer. He just quickly adjusted his inner breath and accelerated the internal circulation speed in his body. Although a trace of inner breath had been moving continuously in his body, Zhao Changqi's body seemed to be motionless on the surface, as if he had no sign of fatigue at all.

Efenerberg looked at Zhao Changqi, and his fear became more and more serious. He broke his head and didn't understand why the little man in front of him had such strong physical strength. Why did he get to this point? He looked calm and gentle, as if he was tired at all?

He didn't know that in the fast-paced battle just now, Zhao Changqi's inner breath was already unsustainable, and he was already at the end of his strength. If Efenerberg could hold on and continue to shoot with Zhao Changqi for another half an hour, Zhao Changqi might collapse. In just over a short minute, although Eisenerberg received a rest, Zhao Changqi recovered more thoroughly, because as long as he could adjust the unsustainable inner breath, he would immediately become lively again.

"Ah! Go and die!" Efenerberg had no time to continue to rest. He suddenly waved the strange-looking big axe in his hand, and smashed it down in contrast to Zhao Changqi's forehead. The axe stirred the air and made a sharp roar.

Zhao Changqiu did not dare to hold it big, and he was about to dodge his waist when he turned his waist, but Efenerberg had already breathed this breath. The axe he swung vigorously was so fast that it was beyond Zhao Changqiu's expectations. Zhao Changqi could not dodge at all. The sharp axe blade cut a big hole in his arm, and the flesh turned outward, and the blood immediately flowed down the smooth forearm and fell silently to the ground, printing bright red roses on the ground.

"Roar! OK! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Eisenelberg is so good! Kill that yellow monkey!"

There was finally blood in the boxing ring, and the audience in the stands began to get crazy, roaring tirelessly, as if they wanted to turn all their strength into boundless meaningless roars.

"Grandma, **! I'm dead, are you so happy? Did you mess with you?" Zhao Changqi looked at the crowd on the stage coldly and cursed in his heart.

Although the hole in Zhao Changqi's arm did not hurt the bone, it looked very scary, bloody and outrageous.

However, Efenerberg had obviously seen a lot of blood and wounds. Seeing Zhao Changqi being injured, he not only did not have any sympathy, but instead waved his axe and launched a continuous attack on Zhao Changqi again.

Zhao Changqi, who was injured in his arm, not only did not panic, but became more calm in his heart. He dismantled his moves whenever he had a move, and did not seek merit. He first asked for no mistakes. When Eisenerberg made a mistake, he tried to kill with one blow!

The hard work pays off, Zhao Changqi finally waited for this opportunity.

When Eisenelberg waved his axe and wiped it horizontally towards his neck, Zhao Changqi did not move his upper body, his waist was straight, but his knees suddenly fell, as if his body suddenly jumped into a not-so-deep swimming pool.

When the axe floated over Zhao Changqi's head, Zhao Changqi suddenly pounced on Eisenerberg's chest, and his hard head suddenly hit Zhao Changqi's wide shoulders. At the same time, Zhao Changqi's boxer hit Eisenerberg's chest like raindrops. The powerful punches instantly destroyed Eisenerberg's body that was obviously not as strong as the beginning. Eisenerberg's body seemed to have been drained all of a sudden, and he could no longer raise the strange axe in his hand! He just looked at Zhao Changqi with a look of astonishment. He could not understand what Zhao Changqi would suddenly become so powerful.

Zhao Changli punched seven punches on the acupoints on Efenerberg's chest, each punch was enough to kill Efenerberg!

After the seven punches, Zhao Changqi's figure did not stop at all, and suddenly rushed to the front of the wire mesh. Then his feet flew back and forth on the wire mesh a few times, and his body reached the top of the wire mesh. Then Zhao Changqi kicked the wire mesh under his feet again with his legs, and his body fell into the crowd like a nipples throwing a nest. Then, he quickly ran towards Frank with the cover of the crowd!

Zhao Changgui's movements were too fast, and everyone in the stands focused on Eisenerberg who was staying in the boxing ring, so no one stared at Zhao Changgui at the first time!
Chapter completed!