After the two of them stalemate on the stage for a few minutes, their faces turned red, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down their foreheads.

At this moment, Blood Slaughter only felt that his neck was about to be broken, and the strength of his fangs and legs made him even breathe a little unsmooth, as if he would suffocate anytime and anywhere.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, he knew that compared to him, Fangfang was even more uncomfortable at this time.

In just a few minutes, he had already smashed nearly thirty punches down on the tibia of Fang's right leg, and each punch was he used all his strength, using the power skills that Qin Xiaotian had taught him, to smash towards the part of Fang's leg that was kicked.

He believes that compared to himself, Fangfang is even more difficult at this time, and now the comparison is endurance, as long as one side can't hold on, he will lose this game when he wakes up.

For Blood Slaughter, this is a battle to surpass oneself, break through bottlenecks, and not be defeated!

And for Fang, this is a challenge for his honor and from his juniors, so he also has a reason not to lose!

Fangs continued to hold his waist with difficulty, trying to use the strength of his waist to lift the blood slaughter, although there were bursts of heart-piercing pain in his right leg, although he knew that he would consume more physical strength than the blood slaughter, but he believed that as long as he could break free from the shackles of the blood slaughter and stand up again, he would still have a chance to win!

His confidence lies in his rich competition experience and skills!

And the blood slaughter was desperately suppressing him, and resolutely refused to let him get up until his physical strength was exhausted.

One wants to break free, the other is desperately suppressed, the seemingly calm scene in the ring makes the audience sweat in the palms of the audience, and the tension in their hearts is no less than that of the two people on the stage! .

At this moment, no one will feel that the blood slaughter will definitely lose, and those who buy fangs to win, or even press their entire wealth, also begin to have some hairs in their hearts at this time.

Those people who originally bought the victory of the Blood Massacre as a pleasure were ecstatic at this time, if the Blood Massacre had won, they would definitely have won a lot of money today.

So it wasn't long before those who bought the blood slaughter to win couldn't help but start adding oil to him!

"Blood slaughter, good one, hold him down, hit him in the leg......"

"Don't let him get up, hurry up, hold him down......"

"Damn, Blood Slaughter, if you win Lao Tzu, I'll divide half of the money with you...... Come on!"

And those who bought fangs with all their wealth looked at those people angrily and scolded: "That kid can win the fangs? Hmph, wait and see, after the fangs get up, that kid will feel good!"

"That's it, how could Fangs lose to that kid!"

"Damn, fangs, stand up quickly......"

The cheering sound of two or three thousand people made the atmosphere in the boxing arena more lively, and the host on the stage also said at this time: "I can't imagine that the blood slaughter can force the fangs to such a point, it's amazing, I have to say that his growth is too fast!"

Time passed slowly five minutes again, and the fangs on the stage suddenly let out a loud cry in his mouth, taking advantage of the opportunity of the blood slaughter to hit his right leg again, the waist slammed into force, his hands were on the ground, and the two legs twisted to the side, and then quickly turned over and got up.

Seeing that the fangs were suppressed for nearly ten minutes, and finally regained their freedom, the audience broke out with an earth-shattering sound, and someone shouted: "Look, I said that the fangs will definitely stand up again, blood slaughter boy, you just wait for the fangs to beat you all over the ground to find your teeth!"

"Haha...... , the fangs are finally up, hurry up, get on, kill that hateful boy!"

"Hit, beat him to death......"

Those who bought the bloodslaughter sighed with some regret and shook their heads, in their opinion, the bloodslaughter had lost hope of winning the game.

Cui Zhengdong in the room looked at the fangs with a solemn face, and whispered to himself, "Are you going to lose?"

In the room where Qin Xiaotian was, after seeing the fangs get up, the other four of the Eight King Kongs shook their heads and said that it was a pity, in their opinion, Blood Slaughter had lost the best chance to win.

"Alas, the blood slaughter is still inexperienced after all, such a good situation was actually broken open by the fangs!"

"Yes, alas, if you can hold on for a few minutes, maybe Fangs will have to throw in the towel!"

After hearing their words, Qin Xiaotian shook his head and said, "You guys are wrong, this game, Blood Slaughter has already won!"

"Ah...... Wouldn't ......he? Didn't he already stand up?" The mandrill in the Eight Great King Kongs looked at Qin Xiaotian with some confusion and asked.

"Didn't you notice? Fangs stood up, his right leg was no longer strong, and you watched his breathing, and then you watched Bloodslaughter's breathing!"

After listening to Qin Xiaotian's words, the mountain ghosts looked carefully towards the ring and found that although Fang Fang had stood up at the moment, his right leg was obviously a little lame in the process of moving.

Moreover, the degree of heaving in his chest is much more violent than that of the blood slaughter, indicating that his physical exertion is also much greater.

After seeing this, Shan Xiao's eyes also lit up, and he said with some excitement: "Mr. Qin, you are right, it seems that the blood slaughter has a good chance of winning this time!"

"As long as the blood slaughter doesn't advance, the outcome of this game is already doomed!" Qin Xiaotian nodded and said.

As they spoke, Bloodslaughter also stood up from the ring and looked at each other cautiously, not rashly attacking.

"Boy, you...... You're very good!It seems that I really underestimated you at the beginning!" Fang leaned on the rope, looked at the blood slaughter a little breathlessly, and said slowly: "However, if you think you have won me, you may be disappointed!"

Blood slaughter is not moved by his words, even if the fangs still have any hole cards, he is not afraid, he has hole cards, and he has them!

What Qin Xiaotian taught him was his greatest confidence in coming to the stage to challenge the fangs this time, so he just continued to quietly observe the fangs!

Seeing that he was not distracted by his words, a look of disappointment flashed in Fang's eyes!

After observing for about ten seconds, Blood Slaughter found that the fangs were not exposed because of the injuries on their legs and the situation they were in a disadvantage!

However, if there is no flaw, he will create flaws for the other party, and he can't let the fangs have the slightest chance to breathe.

So Blood Slaughter began to launch a tentative attack, punching hard after punch, constantly blasting towards Fang's face, and the injury on his right leg was the focus of Blood Slaughter's care, kicking low sweep after kick, continuously kicking towards Fang's right leg.

"Just give me a minute, let me recover some strength and you'll be finished!" Fang Fang was attacked more and more intensively by the blood slaughter, forcing him to be a little scrambling, his physical strength has been consumed by more than half, and the injury on his right leg has made his situation even worse, in the eyes of others, he looks extremely embarrassed at this time!

After attacking continuously for a minute or two, Blood Tu found that the state of the fangs had dropped to the lowest point, so he did not hesitate to use the explosive technique given to him by Li Xiaoming.

Sideways—elbow bend—stride—waist exertion, then slam into a fist, fist swirling towards Fang's face.

Even if the fangs protected his head with both hands in time, he was already accustomed to the strength of the Blood Slaughter Fist, and when he ate the Blood Slaughter punch, the force from the fist almost made him feel that his arm was about to break!

You must know that the underground boxing stadium does not have gloves, and without the cushion of gloves, the power of the fists can be exerted to the limit.

So after receiving this punch, Fang's twin bodies suddenly took two steps back, his face changed, and he exclaimed, "Impossible, how could your strength suddenly become so great?"

"This is what I learned from Mr. Qin, and I used it to defeat your hole cards!" Blood Slaughter let out another loud cry from his mouth, and two powerful straight punches slammed into Fang's face again.

"Bang, bang" After two muffled sounds, Fang's body took a step back again, came to the edge of the ring, and was blocked by the pillar of the ring, he had no way back!

The audience in the audience originally saw the poisonous fangs standing up, and hoped that he could play a sharp counterattack, but when they saw the bloody massacre suddenly break out, they actually pressed the poisonous fangs and beat them, and their hearts suddenly became cold.

The few people who bought the blood slaughter to win were also a little sorry at first that the blood slaughter had lost the best chance to win, and after seeing the situation on the field, they screamed like chicken blood.

"Come on for the bloodbath...... , kill him......"

"Come on, hit hard, don't be polite to him......"

"Attack, keep attacking, don't give him a chance to breathe......"

As if he had heard their cheers, the blood slaughter continued to punch and sweep his legs, like a violent storm, continuously blasting towards the fangs, completely crushing him down, with no power to fight back, only the ability to parry!

Another half a minute passed, and at least twenty or thirty punches of blood slaughter had been blasted out in a row, and I found that the fangs on the opposite side had begun to become scattered, as if I could no longer withstand my own attacks.

But instead of relaxing, he became extremely vigilant in his heart, he didn't believe that with the strength of his fangs, he would be directly defeated by himself like this!

As it turned out, his prudence was not useless!

Just as he threw a hook at Fang's head again, Fangfang on the opposite side suddenly shortened, dodged his fist, and then his body slammed forward, and the tip of his right elbow slammed into Bloody Tu's chest.

"You can't retreat, as long as you retreat, after his follow-up moves are used, there is a danger of being overturned!" Blood Slaughter had such a thought in his heart when he faced the fanged Jedi counterattack.

How dangerous the fangs were, in the course of more than a year, have passed countless games, etching deep memories in his heart.

Therefore, Blood Slaughter bit his teeth, but only turned sideways slightly, and after passing the position of the heart, at the same time, his right hand also used all his strength, and with the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking a boat, the latter slammed towards the temple of the fang.

The two or three thousand people in the boxing ring, seeing that the battle between the two had reached the most intense stage, they all held their breath and looked at this extremely tragic confrontation without blinking.

Just when Blood Tu's fist was about to hit the temple of the fang, he gritted his teeth and suddenly retracted the power of the fist!

Because after this punch, he himself was only seriously injured at most, but the fangs would definitely die on the spot!

He didn't want this cold man who had taught him a lot, who was equivalent to his own leader, to die at his own hands, and even if he lost this game, he didn't want to do it!

So after retracting the strength in his hand, Blood Slaughter closed his eyes and greeted the elbow blow that was about to hit his chest with an indifferent attitude!