"I'll give you a lung..."

The cold-blooded right hook fist was very hard and heavy, and the impact was very strong, second only to the butcher in strength, so that after Luo Feng suffered a heavy blow, his body couldn't help but take two steps back to the right before he could barely stabilize.

"Worthy of a boxing champion, the fists are fast and heavy!"

This cold-blooded punch directly made Luo Feng understand that the cold-blooded boxing champion deserved his name.

Before Luo Feng could react, he seized the opportunity in cold blood and directly gave Luo Feng a set of combination punches.

Under the cold-blooded crazy offensive, Luo Feng could only shoot his head with both arms and blindly defend.

"The Spirit Hunter won't just defend and not attack in the first round. ”

"After all, this is a boxing championship, not an ordinary fight, and if he chooses to beat the cold-blooded as a punching bag, I'm afraid he will lose ugly. ”

The commentators Ah Fei and Gillian thought that Luo Feng would still use the tactics of only defending and not attacking in the first round as before.

However, they didn't know that Luo Feng really didn't want to be beaten passively, but he had already been taken advantage of by cold-bloodedness.

"Cold-blooded!

"Soul Hunter!

"Cold-blooded! You're the strongest!"

"Soul hunter, don't pretend to be forced! You don't even look at who your opponent is!"

"Cold-blooded! Come on, kill him in one go!"

"Spirit hunter, why are you fighting back for Lao Tzu!"

......

The shouts and cheers in the stands were divided into two camps, one after another, one wave after another.

"My lord, hold on!" Seeing Luo Feng being pressed and beaten, the lame man yelled eagerly outside the fence.

"Luo Feng, you mentally retarded thing! Fight back for me!" At this time, beside the lame, Xia suddenly shouted at Luo Feng in the iron fence.

Summer's voice directly attracted the lame's attention.

In the eyes of the lame, Summer is a character who doesn't talk much, never angry because of anything, never happy because of anything, and always has a cold and indifferent look on his face.

However, at this moment, Summer's expression has changed drastically, she is no longer as calm and calm as before, she is anxious, angry, and even swearing.

Summer's overreaction completely subverted her image in the lame man's heart, so that the lame man didn't react for a while.

Actually, Xia didn't expect that she would be so excited, but she just couldn't control herself, after all, she placed a bet of 20,000 soul coins on Luo Feng, and at the same time, this was also her first time gambling.

In the boxing ring, after a set of explosive combination punches, he may be tired, and the cold-blooded punch speed is obviously a beat slower than before.

With the help of the gap between cold-blooded punches, Luo Feng seized the opportunity and hit the cold-blooded chin with a backhand that was an uppercut.

After all, Cold-blooded is a boxing champion, and he has fought a lot more boxing matches than Luo Feng, but he just took a back step and avoided Luo Feng's surprise attack.

Of course, Luo Feng didn't expect this uppercut to hurt the cold blood, he just wanted to force the cold blood back, obviously, he had already got the result he wanted.

Feeling the soreness of the muscles in his arms, Luo Feng wiped the sweat that flowed into his eyes, and watched the cold blood not far away.

As for the cold-blooded, his nimble footsteps were bouncing there, his eyes were looking for Luo Feng's flaws, and he could launch his next attack at any time.

"What's the use of all that shelf!"

Without waiting for a cold-blooded attack, Luo Feng rushed forward first.

An unexpected flying kick hit the cold-blooded chest and kicked the cold-blooded directly to the iron fence.

Luo Feng's offensive did not end because of this, on the contrary, it had just begun.

In the next second, Luo Feng took advantage of the situation to hug the cold-blooded head, and then, the hard knees rushed towards the cold-blooded stomach.

And cold-blooded, he was very passive at the moment, he could only protect his chest with his arms to resist Luo Feng's knee blows.

"Wow, the Spirit Hunter has finally fought back. ”

"His attack is useless, and he can't hurt cold-blooded at all. ”

"Spirit Hunter!

"Cold-blooded!

......

In the cheers of the audience, Luo Feng's knee kicks continued.

"Shan'er, are you sure that the Spirit Hunter will definitely lose?" Looking at Luo Feng's monstrous and fierce attack, Lu Bo in the luxurious box frowned and said.

"Third uncle, don't worry. Although Lu Shan was comforting Lu Bo, his heart was becoming more and more bottomless.

And at this moment, his attention is not on the boxing ring, but on the cripple.

He was already wondering if the cripple had drugged Luo Feng.

If Luo Feng had already eaten the poison, the poison should have flare up at this moment, but Luo Feng's posture on the field obviously showed no signs of poisoning.

If Luo Feng hadn't eaten the poison, would the lame man really be willing to take Ashin's life in exchange for a victory for Luo Feng?

Or, could it be that the cripple wants to exchange his life for Luo Feng's victory? Impossible! No fighting spirit is willing to exchange his life for a victory, not to mention, this is still a game that belongs to the spirit hunter.

However, Lu Shan was still puzzled after all, from childhood to adulthood, everything was under his control, but this game seemed to be about to get out of his control.

At this moment, on the field, under Luo Feng's knee, cold-blooded suddenly made a strong charge, hugged Luo Feng's waist with both arms, and pushed Luo Feng backwards.

The cold-blooded brute force was very great, and Luo Feng only felt a stumble, and fell to the ground.

"Be careful not to let him hold your legs!" Seeing Luo Feng being pounced on in cold blood, the cripple seemed to have guessed something in an instant, and immediately shouted at Luo Feng.

Under the reminder of the lame, Luo Feng immediately stepped forward to hug the cold-blooded head, as long as he hugged the cold-blooded head, the cold-blooded would not have a chance to hug his legs.

However, Luo Feng's reaction was still slow, and he leaned back in cold blood, and avoided Luo Feng's hug.

After a few coherent movements, his cold-blooded legs wrapped around Luo Feng's waist, and at the same time, his arms locked Luo Feng's right leg tightly.

For this cold-blooded action, the cripple is very familiar with it, and his leg was broken in cold-blooded at the beginning.

"Be careful, sir!"

Under the cripple's shout, Luo Feng turned over suddenly, and then turned over again and again, rolling up with cold blood.

Luo Feng knew that he couldn't stop, once he was given free time to the cold blood, the leg that was locked by the cold blood would be broken by the cold blood immediately.

On the other side, Luo Feng's waist strength was indeed shocked, and in this case, Luo Feng could still roll with him.

After a few rolls in a row, the cold-blooded attention was slightly distracted, Luo Feng only felt that his right leg was not as tightly locked as before, and then, his left foot kicked hard, kicking on the cold-blooded buttocks, with the help of thrust, Luo Feng's right leg was immediately pulled out, breaking free from the cold-blooded lock.

"Oh my God, it scared me to death, the Spirit Hunter finally broke free from his cold-blooded nirvana. You know, my heart kicked in my throat just now. ”