The narrator's voice was so loud that the whole audience could hear it clearly, and Iron Fist could naturally hear it. Therefore, he knew that if he continued to consume like this, there would be no spectators to watch him fight in the future, and he would also be abandoned in the boxing ring.

It's not easy for Iron Fist to get to this point, he must not go to the expectations of the audience and lose the support of fans, thinking of this, he immediately exploded.

Left hook, right hook, top hook, down punch, punch after punch...

Under the cheers of the audience, Iron Fist's heavy punch smashed through every part of Luo Feng's upper body like a shower.

Luo Feng only felt a pain all over his body, and under the crazy attack of the iron fist, he could only protect his head with his arms, temporarily avoid the edge, wait for the opportunity, and defeat the enemy with one move.

"Wow! Iron Fist has finally exploded, and his combo punch is really both ornamental and lethal. ”

"Of course, Iron Fist's nickname is not for nothing, see it, once it erupts, the spirit hunter has no room to fight back. ”

"I don't know if the Spirit Hunter can survive it. ”

"I really wish the Spirit Hunter would fall quickly, otherwise..."

"What's wrong with that?"

"The iron fist attack is so fierce, it is extremely expensive for physical strength, if the spirit hunter can resist this round of his attack, it is really difficult to say. ”

"You mean Iron Fist will lose?"

"Although the Soul Hunter has been beaten passively from beginning to end, on the other hand, he has barely exerted his physical strength. On the other hand, Iron Fist chased and beat the spirit hunter at the beginning, and his physical exertion was too great. In this way, physical strength will be the decisive factor affecting this matchup. ”

Just when the commentator was analyzing the trend of the battle, the frequency, strength, and speed of Iron Fist's punches were significantly reduced by a notch, and he was tired.

At this time, Luo Feng seized the opportunity, dodged the right hook with his head down, and then rushed forward and directly threw the iron fist to the ground.

In the next second, Luo Feng used the most agile movements, the scissor foot clamped the neck of the iron fist, and his hands were so clenched that the right fist of the iron fist was locked again.

This set of movements, skillful and precise, is done in one go, and it has obviously been practiced for a long time. This is also thanks to the teaching of the lame, Ashin's sparring.

"Ah Fei, what happened just now, why was the Iron Fist locked again?"

"This soul hunter is terrible, he hasn't been in boxing for a long time, and he can actually practice the lock technique to such a perfect level, he may be a boxer by nature. ”

"Ah Fei, in this way, it seems that your salary this year is hanging. ”

"It's not over yet, and I'm sure he still has a chance as long as he gets his mind right. I'm confident in his right hook, as long as one punch hits the point, it's a matter of minutes for the Soul Hunter to lie down. ”

On the field, Iron Fist tried to break free from Luo Feng's lock technique, but whenever he wanted to exert force, there would be a heart-piercing pain in his right arm, and he faintly felt that the moment he broke free from Luo Feng's restraint was when his right arm broke.

At this moment, Luo Feng's lock technique made the iron fist very painful, and it was painful if he didn't struggle, and it was even more painful to struggle.

Iron Fist was angry and felt aggrieved, and he refused to accept it.

Locks are a fighting technique that only appears when high-level boxers face off, and junior boxers like them can't be touched at all. Because if you want to learn locking skills, you have to find a senior coach, and junior boxers like them can't afford to hire a senior coach at all, so they can't learn locking skills.

As for Luo Feng, it is not because he is a spirit hunter, has a background, and has a family background that he can afford to hire a senior coach and learn locking skills.

Thinking of this, Iron Fist was unconvinced, if he was given a fair chance, if he also had a senior coach, the person who was locked up at the moment would definitely be Luo Feng.

If Iron Fist knew that Luo Feng's coach was hired for ten soul coins, he would definitely not believe it, because the parallel import coach he hired would have a salary of twenty soul coins a month.

Bite!

As the bell rang, the second round ended, and Iron Fist's arm that was locked by Luo Feng was finally released.

"Don't let him lock your right arm anymore, or your right arm will break!" looked at Iron Fist's bruised right arm, and the coach on the side reminded.

"Got it!"

Iron Fist is very dissatisfied with him as a coach at the moment, and he doesn't know how to lock and is still chirping crookedly.

He's already getting anxious, his stamina can't keep up with his reactions, it's time to use defensive counter-attacking tactics. The cripple said while helping Luo Feng wipe his sweat.

Bite!

As the bell rang again, the third round began.

"Ah Fei, it's the third round, what do you think?"

"I think the Soul Hunter will find an opportunity to lock up Iron Fist this round, and then continue to drain Iron Fist's stamina. ”

"What is Iron Fist going to do? Shouldn't you have an idea, after all, you've put a year's worth of wages on him. ”

"I'd like to give him an idea, too, but I can't help it in the face of the Spirit Hunter's lock technique, unless the Iron Fist unlocks it. ”

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If he had unlocked, the game wouldn't have dragged on until now. ”

"Then we can only pray that the Soul Hunter can show his flaws, I still believe in Iron Fist, as long as he can punch the point, he will definitely be able to solve the problem with one punch. ”

Although the narrator has seen the defeat of Iron Fist, they still have a glimmer of hope.

"Shrunken turtle! Come on, come and hit me!"

Seeing that Luo Feng had been shrinking into defense, the iron fist was furious, and his fist kept hitting Luo Feng, sometimes with two feet.

In the face of Iron Fist's taunt, Luo Feng didn't pay attention to it at all, he protected his head with both arms, and his eyes observed Iron Fist through the gap between his arms, his eyes were like a hungry tiger seeing a prey.

"Shrunken Turtle, Shrunken Tortoise, Shrunken Tortoise..."

The iron fist insulted Luo Feng, and the heavy punch kept hitting Luo Feng's arm, trying to break through the defense line and hit Luo Feng's head.

Under the onslaught of the iron fist, Luo Feng's swollen red arm had become numb, and he didn't feel the pain at all.

"You shrunken turtle!"

Seeing that Luo Feng had always ignored himself, his angry iron fist slammed into Luo Feng with a loud shout and a heavy punch.

Between Luo Feng leaned back, narrowly avoided this punch, and then a uppercut, hit the chin of the iron fist hard, this is not over, the next second, left hook, right hook... A set of combo punches, all of which hit Iron Fist in the cheek.

Luo Feng's set of slams hit the iron fist of the six gods, his mind was dizzy, his consciousness was confused, and his shaky body could fall down at any time.

Looking at the iron fist that had lost its combat effectiveness, Luo Feng clenched his fist with the five fingers of his right hand, his elbow was stretched back, and he screamed violently, and the heavy punch tied with bandages hit the iron fist face...

In the next second, Iron Fist's body fell to the ground in response.