Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Head Breaks and Bleeds

The atmosphere on the stage is constantly escalating with the collision of eyes between the two fighters!

Life and death are only in a moment!

The bell rang again, and the two celebrities entered the center of the field again.

"Stone, let me see now if it's your hard stone or my iron hand!"

Iron Hand smiled strangely at the stone.

"Hehe, boy, I've been waiting for this competition for half a year, and if I met it today, then you will be unlucky!"

The two of them did not succeed in their tongues.

The referee on one side was afraid of missing a little, and kept wandering between the two.

"I said, why don't you fight two dozen or not?"

The referee has never seen such an inkblot boxer, fight a game, just move your mouth and don't use your hands, what a thing!

"Get out!"

The two of them brushed together to give the referee a rough basis, and the referee was instantly speechless, and if he continued to talk about it, he was really afraid of being beaten, this was not a fucking regular game, and it was fought in vain.

The lights are brilliant, and the shouts have never been heard.

"These two people look like they're just showmanship, and they're still grinding and chirping there, and it seems that celebrities are just shows!"

Qin Feng was really boring to watch, it was a little interesting at first, but now he doesn't take the initiative to attack in the second round, he is all trying, and even using words to provoke the opponent to find a flaw.

Qin Feng positioned the two of them equally in his heart, but they were just inferior garbage.

"If you don't fight on the horse, don't waste Lao Tzu's money, Lao Tzu has bet a lot of shares!"

When the stage fell into a confrontation, the audience stopped doing it, isn't spending money to watch a fierce game, life itself is dull and boring, and now you are in love with the two of you, why spend money to watch this thing!

Don't really say this sentence, the effect is obvious.

The two also felt that the ink had been too long, and the iron hand finally couldn't stand it anymore, and both fists were sacrificed at the same time, one up and down, wanting to have a two-pronged attack.

The stone eye is fast, blocking up and down, but the numbing pain coming from his hand still surprises his heart!

"Let's go!"

Iron hands seized the opportunity and continued to attack, churning back and forth with both fists, like a dragon, like a sea of clouds!

Step by step, the stone retreated, and resisted tightly.

It's time to counterattack!

A cold light burst out of the stone's eyes, his round head shook, and his body turned backwards.

This flick came directly to Iron Hand's side, and the sandbag-sized fist was rounded and smashed towards Iron Hand's right shoulder.

I'll go!

Qin Feng suddenly came to his senses on the seat.

This guy has material!

Qin Feng saw that the stone's punch was full of internal strength, although it was very thin, he could still feel the power of the internal strength in it!

Interesting.

His eyes were once again focused on the stage.

Of course, Tie Shou is not a vegetarian, his right shoulder shakes, and he skillfully dodges the blow and strikes with his left fist.

"Iron Fist!"

Qin Feng suddenly felt the fist in front of him as if he had pressed the fast-forward button, and blinked to look at it.

Bang!

The sound of flesh touching flesh sounded again.

This was accompanied by a click.

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar, and they didn't have to think about it to know that someone was injured.

The sound of broken bones stimulates every spectator, like a shark smelling blood, excited, screaming!

"Iron hand, don't die today!"

The stone glanced at his right fist, and there were already three bone joints exposed, but where did the red-eyed two people care about this, the stone's fist was raised again, and the bow was opened left and right, like a rainstorm meteor.

Poof!

Two more sounds.

Iron Hand was hit by this unexpected attack of the stone, and he didn't dodge, and half of his face was already flesh and blood.

Although the host is shocked, he can only help it.

What the boss said was just a show, and now that the two of them are really doing it, they go up and pull it away, maybe their heads will be gone!

Standing in the audience, I had mixed tastes, and even shivered a little.

……

In a VIP room, a man in black sat in front of a wide tea table, his fist pounding heavily on the table.

"Step on the horse, make trouble for Lao Tzu, an exhibition competition has to waste itself, Lao Tzu's money is blowing in the wind? No, if you can't earn money tonight, Lao Tzu won't rest!"

After many more rounds, the two people on the stage were already bloody and mushy, and the stones and eyes were bursting up. The corners of the eyes are opened, and blood seeps out.

"Iron Hand, you've completely angered me tonight, don't think about living!"

"Hehe, I don't know who can't get down until it's over. ”

One of Iron Hand's arms was also hanging and couldn't be lifted.

Dingdingding......

The bell rang just in time. There was a person on the stage, dressed in sunglasses and black.

"Friends, tonight these two violated the rules of the exhibition game, suspended the game, and the game will continue later, I hope you Haihan, sorry!"

"What, such a fierce game is canceled, what about playing?"

There must be some people in the audience who are not happy, after all, they have spent a lot of money to bet, and if there is a situation where one party is killed, then there will be more money.

"Go back!"

The man in black looked at the two struggling players on the stage, shouted in a low voice, and regardless of the audience's reaction, he disappeared into the passage with the help of medical staff.

Is this shady?

Qin Feng was also a little puzzled when he saw this.

Why cancel the match if you play well? Just because both of them are stars? Isn't spending money just to see the excitement? This completely violates the rules of the underground boxing arena!

But who do you talk to about the rules? Here, except for the fists, the gold lord is your master! People can play as they want!

Of course, Qin Feng also understands this truth, but this man in black is too domineering, he goes directly to the stage regardless of anyone's feelings, and directly takes the two of them away.

This is strength, otherwise who would dare to be so arrogant?

The stage suddenly entered a blank period, maybe the host had never seen this situation, and he stood in the corner in a daze for a while and forgot to play the show.

Knock knock!

The heavy metal sounded again, and the host was woken up and hurried to the stage.

"Haha, the battle just now was quite tragic, these two are our famous gods, and it is really happy to be able to give us such a wonderful fight in the opening game today!"

The people who come here are like that, one second they are still abusive, but the next second they are immersed in new joy.

"The next second group of contestants, please allow me to introduce the grand introduction! Let's welcome ......"

Before the host's words were over, a cheerful and interesting music sounded, and the host had to look back awkwardly.

"I'll go!"

And the audience in the audience screamed even more when they heard this music!

A man who exists like a god.

As the name suggests, the flesh on his face is like a ravine, and a scar that is slashed diagonally is shocking.

Don't look at people who look rough, half-exposed arms, and tendon flesh is also savage.

But the music he chose was very Japanese, a bit kawaii. Although it sounds funny, it can't affect the fanatical following.

"Sword, sword......"

The deafening roar rang out again.

Ba Dao walked to the center of the stage, his arms outstretched, his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the feeling of being in the spotlight, like a king coming.

After a long time, Badao opened his eyes, smiled in a daze, looked around, and then fixed on the host.

This hope was so frightened that the seven souls were lost. Ba Dao still looked at him, and finally landed on the microphone in his hand.

Seeing this, the host hurriedly handed the microphone to Badao, and slipped off the stage by himself.

"Sword, knife, sword......"

Crazy fans, a boxing match is like a fan meeting......