Although this punch had no effect, it boosted the confidence of the rest of the red blood cell team members to a certain extent.

Only Xu Tianlong is excepted.

The rest, even Chen Shanming and Gong Jian, who have always been known for their prudence and meticulousness, are the same.

After seeing that Liu Xiaotian was finally forced to defend in an embarrassed row, and his shoulders and arms were beaten red, he finally made a symbolic punch, which still had an obvious effect on the morale of the people.

Only Xu Tianlong could see that the reason why Liu Xiaotian had not fought back now was actually deliberate, and he was not really pressed by Zharbi and had no power to fight back.

Because, in addition to his current posture not dispersing at all, his breathing is obviously very steady.

The most important thing is that from his gaze, Xu Tianlong saw a trace of firmness and absolute confidence.

In fact, Xu Tianlong's judgment is very accurate, and the current Liu Xiaotian is really very confident in his own strength.

In other words, he is very satisfied with his "ingenuity".

The seemingly "redundant" pretending language he said at the beginning didn't seem to have any effect on Zarbi at the time, but after the start of the fight, he still clearly felt that Zarbi's emotions were filled with a hint of strong resentment.

As for the reason, it goes without saying.

In fact, even Zarbi himself didn't realize that his heart, which he thought would not be affected in any way because of Liu Xiaotian's words, was actually obviously affected.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stubbornly wanted to use his strong strength to defeat Liu Xiaotian's defense head-on for five and a half minutes, beat him up first, and then leave some "memorials" on his body, and then use him to exchange him for his brother Zabka.

However, he was really thinking a little too much.

In this five-minute-long passive defense process, Liu Xiaotian was not only consuming Zalbi's physical strength and looking for flaws at the same time, but also studying his offensive methods.

In the end, Liu Xiaotian found that Zalbi's moves and styles did not have any "provenance".

In other words, the offensive means he used did not belong to any kind of fighting sport.

If you had to add a name to the offensive style used by Zalbi, at best you could barely be positioned.

Because, in addition to being fast, Zalby's fists are also a little similar in moves.

Of course, it's just a little bit like that.

Other than that, there is nothing to do with it.

His attacks seem to be self-created, but they are very scientific.

Every punch and every kick seems to be taken from the shortest distance and the best angle between the two sides, and the attack is simple, without the slightest fancy, but the effect is extremely obvious.

It's a pity that if it's a battery, there will be a day when there will be no power.

The same goes for the power of the master.

It's just that some people have smartphones with many functions, but the power is insufficient, and there will be no power for a day at most.

And some people are old-fashioned Nuo chickens and ducks, with few functions but enough power, and can not be charged for a few days or even a week.

If I had to include Zalbi, it would be satellite phones;

I can only make and receive phone calls, but I don't have any problems with a battery for a month.

But whether it's a few hours, a day, seven days, or a month, it's a battery, and it will eventually run out of power.

The same is true of Zalbi.

Five minutes later, the clothes on Zalby's back were soaked with sweat.

And Liu Xiaotian obviously has a feeling that the more he fights, the more relaxed he becomes.

From the beginning of having to stare at Zarbi's shoulder to be able to make a good prediction, now he has gradually figured out Zarbi's punching habits and basic routes, and at the same time, he has initially achieved the goal he wants to use to consume Zarbi's strength.

With "Bang! With a muffled sound, Liu Xiaotian and Zalbi each took two steps back at the same time, and neither of them took the initiative to attack again.

Chen Shanming on the side subconsciously raised his wrist to look at the time, with a look of surprise on his face.

A full seven minutes have passed since Zalbi threw his first punch.

What's so ...... It's a brute!

This endurance alone was beyond his knowledge.

The last time I saw Liu Xiaotian attacking Tang Chengfeng in the ring for two consecutive minutes, although Chen Shanming was a little surprised, he was still within the range of acceptance, but he just felt that Liu Xiaotian's training time was really short, and his progress was too fast.

In fact, he himself was able to carry out non-stop attacks for up to three minutes in a row.

But that's already the limit.

But now, Zalbi actually held on for seven minutes, and there was no pause during the period, with such strength, Chen Shanming clearly knew that he had never seen such a person.

"Liu Xiaotian! Come back, don't fight yet! Gong Jian, who was standing beside Chen Shanming, suddenly said in a deep voice.

Because, he saw the redness and swelling on Liu Xiaotian's arm, and he clearly knew that in the previous seven minutes, Liu Xiaotian did not have an effective counterattack at all.

Being able to stand now, in addition to proving that his reflexes and dodge speed are fast enough, can only mean that he is resistant to beating.

In Gong Jian's opinion, if he continues to fight, Liu Xiaotian will definitely lose.

Rather than face danger at that time, it is better to stop now, so as not to fall into passivity.

If Liu Xiaotian is controlled by Zalbi after his defeat, the situation will be even more unfavorable for them.

"It's okay, I can do it!" Liu Xiaotian replied in a deep voice, but he didn't even look back.

Just when Gong Jian was about to speak again and forcibly call Liu Xiaotian back, Liu Xiaotian, who had not successfully counterattacked for seven minutes, suddenly moved, and rushed straight towards Zarbi, smashing it with a fist.

Zalbi's attacks have no moves to speak of, not even boxing.

Because the route and direction of his punches are completely calculated according to his target position, and sometimes the punches he hits are neither straight punches nor hook punches, let alone hooks, anyway, they are so confused that they may not come out of that angle, which will inevitably catch his opponent off guard.

For ordinary people, such an attack will not have any effect at all.

Because, such a fist will be extremely lacking in strength, and it will not have any effect at all.

But such a fist was punched by Zalbi, but the effect was completely different.

It's just that he is indeed a little drunk, and his shot is a little unstable.

Eighteen degrees of German beer, the strength of the wine is really not small.

Otherwise, now Xu Tianlong's right hand would be considered useless.

Although the injury was serious, Xu Tianlong didn't even blink his eyes, raised his hand and pulled out the rag stuffed in his mouth, tightened the wound at will, slowly took two steps forward, and stood up in front of Zabka, with a look full of disdain: The new revision and upgrade address of the mobile station:, data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, and there is no advertising and fresh reading!