"Earth Fist!"

Xiongzi threw a punch, and the dust in the ring also blew a thin line in the direction of the fist wind.

The tank felt a sharp fist blow in his face.

You can feel the power of this punch from the punch, but the tank doesn't dodge.

As the bloodline runs, his skin slowly turns stone gray.

From a distance, he looked like a boulder towering in front of a bear, towering like a mountain.

"Tank!"

The tank also shouted as the bear's fist was approaching.

"Look!

"Wow, he's really a tank, look at his skin, it's just shining. ”

"You don't know, it's called a tank because this move can resist the bullets of small-caliber guns!"

"So powerful?"

"Of course, otherwise how do you think the title of Lord Tank's king of soldiers came about, it is to rely on this trick to kill the enemy army, and kill the entire team of logistics soldiers by one person, thus creating a super record of one enemy and one hundred!"

"The opponent is still trying to use his fist to hit the skin that can resist bullets, will it break bones?"

"Hahaha, just wait and see!"

"Boom !!"

The moment the bear's fist hit the tank's chest, the ground shook.

The confident smile on Tank's face was slowly disappearing.

Xiongzi was slightly surprised, he had thought that he could knock the tank away with one punch, and the tank was still standing at this time, which was already beyond his expectations.

The tank felt like it had been hit in the chest by a speeding truck.

The only thing he feels now is that it hurts!

This was the first time he had felt this way since he used the tank.

Then, he felt his ribcage slowly cracking.

"Poof!"

Tank squirted a mouthful of blood into the bear's face, and then the whole person bowed like a shrimp.

"Tank-sama!"

The people of the stick team were shocked, and the tank master was actually beaten and vomited blood.

They rushed to the ring, trying to help the tank.

"Get out of here, y'all of you!"

The tank shouted, stopping the crowd from coming forward.

He covered his chest, looked at the bear, and grinned.

His teeth were stained with blood, but his smile was not half painful, but full of excitement.

"Is this a move to the ground?"

"Hmm. Xiongzi nodded.

"When I have a chance in the future, I still want to find you a trick. ”

"Good. ”

The tank bowed to the bear and slowly walked out of the ring.

Xiongzi looked at the man's back, glanced at his red and swollen fist, and smiled.

"Wow, the stick lost again!"

"In today's final, as long as you win three people, the champion will be ours!"

"With the Iron Fist, we've won!"

"Iron Fist! Iron Fist! Iron Fist ......"

The venue was boiling again!

The haze that lasted for several days was finally swept away today.

Iron Fist was their hero, and all the Chinese people in the entire venue shouted Iron Fist's name at the same time.

This made the mood of those sticks fall to the bottom, I thought that the victory was in hand, but I didn't expect to kill halfway to bite the gold!

"Damn, if we keep going like this, we're going to lose!"

"How are we going to explain when we go back!"

"If it really doesn't work, it's better to give the other party some medicine. ”

"That's all there is to it. ”

"Ring the bell. The referees in the bat bench nodded to each other and rang the bell for the ring match.

Xiong Zi was also tired enough at this time, although he only made one move.

But he was not completely proficient in this move, and only one move consumed two-thirds of his true qi, and if he failed to defeat the tank in one move, I am afraid he would lose.

Because he couldn't get a second punch.

"Drink some water. The logistics staff handed Xiong Zi a bottle of water at the right time.

Xiongzi also happened to be very thirsty, and after thanking him, he unscrewed the cap and drank it in a big gulp, completely unaware that the cap seemed to have been unscrewed.

The referee of the stick country saw Xiong Zi drink the mineral water handed by the logistics staff, glanced at each other, and a treacherous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Moments later, the host took the stage and announced the continuation of the game.

"Next, when it comes to the most exciting final showdown, let's look forward to it, who is the real winner between China and South Korea?"

"Iron Fist! Iron Fist ......"

Before the host's words were finished, the venue set off a wave of cheers.

Naturally, the stick side was not to be outdone, as if he was fighting in China, shouting, "Sharp knife! sharp knife......

Unfortunately, they were always outnumbered, and their voices were so suppressed that they couldn't be heard.

The faces of the referees turned pale, and they rang the opening bell vigorously.

"Dang!"

Once again, the game has begun.

Sharp Knife walked up to the stage, he was much thinner than the tank, tall and thin, and looked as thin as a skeleton man.

Xiongzi looked at him and smiled.

"You better go down, I'm afraid I'll kill you by accident. ”

Sharp Knife was suddenly so angry that his face turned red, but when he thought of what the referee had told him, he suppressed his anger.

As long as it is delayed a little until his drug onset, the victory will naturally be his.

And he will become even more famous than a tank!

Even if it is with such despicable means, so what, as long as you can win!

"Hehehe, you must be overestimating yourself, don't you know that I am the most famous taekwondo master in Korea?"

"Taekwondo master?" Xiong Zi glanced at the thin arms and legs of the sharp knife, and he even suspected that he would accidentally crush his hand, "It seems that the country of sticks is really in decline, and people like you are embarrassed to call themselves masters?"

"Can't you?"

"In that case, then don't waste time, let's fight!" Xiong Zi didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with such a person, anyway, it was enough to defeat him.

"Wait!" Sharp Knife naturally knew that he was no match for Xiongzi, and he gestured with a pause, "I want to warm up first." ”

"Warm up!" Xiong Zi was speechless, who would have to warm up first when he got into the ring.

But the opponent has already begun to stretch with his back to the bear, and if you shoot at me, it will be a sneak attack.

"I'll go, what the hell!"

"Is that guy a penman? actually warming up in the ring?"

"Are you sure this is a jousting tournament and not a comedy contest?"

"It's better than hurrying, what are you doing!"

The opposition from the audience came one after another, and if it weren't for the ban on bringing food in the arena, they would have thrown eggs at the sharp knife.

Five minutes passed.

"Have you warmed up!" Xiong Zi intervened and waited impatiently in the ring, but the other party still looked slow.

The sharp knife glanced back at Xiongzi, and after making sure that the medicinal properties had not yet occurred, he continued to dance aerobics without answering Xiongzi.

As soon as Xiong Zi finished speaking, his feet suddenly softened, and a feeling of weakness and fatigue suddenly invaded his whole body.

What's going on!

Xiongzi was taken aback, he tried to clench his fist, but he felt as if all his strength had been drained, and it took a lot of effort to maintain his standing position.

Once again, a sense of weakness came in.

The bear held on to the rope by the ring.

The sharp knife turned his head to look at it, licked his lips and said excitedly, "The warm-up is over, you can start." ”

Xiongzi raised his eyes to meet the sharp knife's eyes, and he understood everything in an instant.

There was something wrong with the bottle of water he drank just now!

Unfortunately, he understood too late.

The sharp knife swung its fist like a sharp blade and stabbed at the bear.

It's obviously a slow movement, but the bear can't dodge.

It's not that the other party has strong combat power, but Xiongzi doesn't even have the strength to lift a finger at the moment, as soon as his hand releases the rope on the side of the ring, he will immediately fall.

But he couldn't fall, he promised Feng Ye that he would help him hold on until he came.

Xiongzi closed his eyes and was ready to resist.

The fist of the sharp knife hit the bear, and the bear didn't even feel a trace of pain, as if he had been punched by a little girl.

There were several punches in quick succession, each one equally weak.

Even if the sharp knife is not as good as a tank, it is impossible for an ordinary adult man to have such a little strength.

The people in the audience were even more excited than the bear, and the stick pretended to be for a long time, and then sent such a good thing?

This is the final of Nima, and they are looking forward to seeing an opponent who is stronger than a tank, not a child's play!

"What's the matter, little girl fighting?"

"Iron Fist, kill him!"

"One punch to finish this sissy, what the hell is this special punch!"

Xiongzi opened his eyes suspiciously, just in time to see the sharp knife looking down at his hand, looking incredulous.

Could it be that he was also poisoned?

The moment he raised his head, Feng Ye's face met Xiongzi's eyes.

Xiong Zi smiled, needless to say, it must be Feng Ye who avenged him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kumako let go of one hand and threw a punch.

The sharp knife was startled, but fortunately, Xiongzi's speed was not fast, and he quickly reached out to stop Xiongzi's fist.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he simply grabbed the arm that the bear waved.

Use the weight of the whole person to pull the bear down.

"The Iron Fist was brought down by a sharp knife!"

"No, what evil has happened to Iron Fist, how can it be brought down by that fool?"

The moment the sharp knife fell to the ground with the bear in his arms, he smiled, because he knew very well the power of chondroitin, as long as he drank it, the whole person's bones would be like noodles, and it was impossible to stand up.

It is a miracle that Xiongzi has been able to hold out until now, and as long as he falls, it will be impossible to get up again.

And he, although he didn't know what was going on, still had a little strength in his body, which should be enough to make him stand up.

As long as he can get up, this game is his win!

Seeing that the two fell at the same time, the referee began to count the seconds, "Ten ...... Nine ......"

Xiongzi struggled to get up, but he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body, and even he began to feel difficult to breathe.

Sharp Knife looked at Xiong Ziyin and laughed a few times, and propped up his body with his arms, he was about to win.

Xiongzi gritted his teeth, used the last bit of strength in his body, waved his arm, and smashed the sharp knife again with one elbow.

"Five...... Four...... Three ......"

The countdown continues......