"Understood!" Luo Feng nodded under the referee's reminder.

The iron fist on the other side was not so friendly, his right fist pointed straight at Luo Feng, and then raised two fingers and mocked: "In less than two rounds, I will definitely kill you!"

Bite!

As the bell rang to remember, the duel between Luo Feng and Iron Fist officially began.

Before the bell fell, I saw a sprint of the iron fist, and when there were still two meters left from Luo Feng, a fish jumped, and the heavy punch of the right hand hit Luo Feng's head hard.

In the face of this powerful punch, Luo Feng could have dodged sideways, but Xia had clearly warned him that in the face of the blow, it was forbidden to dodge.

Since he was not allowed to hide, he could only resist hard, and in the next second, Luo Feng threw his arms into each other, facing the heavy punch of the iron fist head-on.

Syllable...

There was a muffled sound of flesh and skin, and the heavy punch of the iron fist hit Luo Feng's arms hard.

This blow was extremely domineering, and under the heavy blow, Luo Feng's body fell backwards violently, until it hit the iron fence behind him, and then barely stopped.

"What a heavy fist..."Feeling the swelling pain on his arms, Luo Feng couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

"My lord, be careful of his right heavy punch! Don't take it hard!" Seeing Luo Feng being beaten back to the sidelines by an iron fist, the lame man shouted loudly through the iron fence.

"Ah Fei, the Spirit Hunter actually dares to take the right heavy punch of the Iron Fist, what do you think about this?"

"All I can say is that the Spirit Hunter is either testing the strength of the Iron Fist, or he's stupid. ”

"Iron Fist! Well done! Kill him!"

"Iron Fist! Go on! Don't stop!"

"Iron Fist!"

......

Seeing Luo Feng being repelled by the iron fist, the audience instantly boiled.

With the cheering and encouragement of the audience, the iron fist rushed towards Luo Feng again, and another flying fist smashed towards Luo Feng's cheek.

In the face of the heavy punch, Luo Feng still did not dodge, covered his face with his arms, and once again took the heavy punch of the iron fist.

When Luo Feng was repelled to the sidelines by the iron fist again, next, the heavy punch of the iron fist smashed into Luo Feng's head, shoulders, chest, abdomen, and waist like raindrops...

As for Luo Feng, he could only use his arms to protect his head, and as for the other parts, although it was very painful, he obviously had no ability to protect it.

Under the blow of the Iron Fist, feeling the sharp pain in the stiffness of the upper body, Luo Feng instantly knew the origin of the nickname Iron Fist.

Iron fist, his fist is as heavy as iron as his name.

"Ah Fei, is this still a boxing fight? How do I feel that Iron Fist is practicing punching sandbags?"

"I don't understand it either, it stands to reason that the heavy punch of the Iron Fist is indeed very strong, but the fist speed is not fast, with the ability of the Spirit Hunter, it shouldn't be a problem to dodge, but why don't he have many?"

"Now that he's been forced to the iron fence, there's no way back even if he wants to. ”

"I'm talking about before, if he hadn't taken the hard punch of the iron fist, he wouldn't have fallen into such a predicament. ”

"Do you think he'll be able to break free from the Iron Fist's onslaught?"

"There must be a way, but I don't know if he knows it. ”

"I thought that the Spirit Hunter could last two or three rounds, and if it went on like this, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to survive the first round. ”

Ah Fei and Gillian on the commentary stage, they were not optimistic about Luo Feng, but they never expected that the duel had just begun, and the advantage completely fell to the iron fist.

"Spirit Hunter, what are you doing, what are you thinking!"

At this time, the lame man outside the iron fence hated the appearance of iron not steel, and he had been telling him before the game to be careful of the right heavy punch of the iron fist, and Luo Feng completely ignored his words.

"I'll take your lungs... What the hell..."

Under the hard beating of the iron fist, Luo Feng only felt that his upper body was swollen and painful, and he faintly felt that the muscles of his upper body had swollen for a while, and at this moment, he really couldn't hold it anymore.

Iron Fist's attacks continued, and he had to find a way to escape, or he wouldn't think he would make it to the bell for this round.

"Spirit Hunter, hold him, hold him!" At this critical moment, the experienced lame man yelled at Luo Feng.

Under the reminder of the lame, Luo Feng saw the opportunity, one bent down, and then the other rushed forward, and his arms hugged the waist of the iron fist.

Seeing that Luo Feng actually kept his waist, the elbow of the iron fist hit Luo Feng's back heavily, trying to break free from Luo Feng's entanglement.

The sharp pain in his back instantly stimulated Luo Feng's brute force, and I saw him suddenly exert his strength, holding an iron fist, and slamming towards the iron fence in the distance.

"Ah Fei, it seems that the strength of the spirit hunter should not be underestimated..."

"It can only be said that the strength of Iron Fist's lower body is not strong enough, and if he is a butcher, it is impossible for the spirit hunter to push it. ”

......

Under Luo Feng's strong push, Iron Fist's body couldn't help but fall backwards, and in just a few breaths, it hit the iron fence on the edge of the boxing ring.

Cough...

The violent impact made Iron Fist's back hurt, and he coughed up the breath that was holding in his chest.

Iron Fist's cough was just a second of distraction, Luo Feng seized the opportunity, and the arms holding Iron Fist's waist moved up in an instant, holding the Iron Fist's squeaky nest, and at the same time, his head was staring at Iron Fist's chin.

At this moment, the power points of the upper body of the iron fist were all locked by Luo Feng, no matter how he swung his fist, he could not give Luo Feng a powerful blow.

"Wow! The Spirit Hunter actually locked the Iron Fist!"

"This lock method, I can say with great certainty that there must be a master behind the spirit hunter to guide him. ”

"However, he is so locked with an iron fist that he can't win. ”

"This kind of lock method really can't make him win, but it can consume the physical strength of the iron fist. Gillian, you must know that boxing and fighting are not only about strength, but also physical strength, and only those who survive to the end are winners. ”

......

In the past month, the cripple not only trained Luo Feng's physical strength, but also taught Luo Feng some lock techniques.

Locking technique is a technique often used by boxers in duels, by locking the opponent's power points, weaknesses, important joints, etc., to control the opponent and achieve the purpose of consuming the opponent's physical strength.

The squeaky socket of the iron fist was firmly held by Luo Feng's shoulders, and his arms and fists could not exert force.

At the same time, his jaw had already been blocked by Luo Feng's head, which made him very uncomfortable, and even breathing became a little difficult.

As for his legs, they were also suppressed by Luo Feng's knees, and he couldn't move at all.

"Bastard..."

Iron Fist didn't expect Luo Feng to lock the technique at all, and he didn't know why he was suddenly locked by Luo Feng.

At this moment, the iron fist was like a poster, and Luo Feng was so dead against the iron fence that he couldn't move at all.