Every guy who is innocent on the outside lives a beast inside.

The wild offensive continued to attack Ai Xiang in a fierce wind, without a trace of defense. It was almost in the way of exchanging injuries for injuries that left one damage after another on Ai Xiang's body, but it was only like this. With his hands on his head, Ai wanted to withstand all of Diel's attacks.

"Have you had enough?" His eyes came out from between his hands, and Ai Xiang's eyes were calm. Slowly putting down his hand, he could vaguely see the bruised wound on his arm dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, Ai Xiang completely ignored all this.

Diere's attack was very simple, albeit a simple fight. However, Ai Xiang has gradually figured out Deere's telepathic ability. The ability to reinforce the mind may be due to the fact that the time for learning to read is too short! Dill doesn't have any powerful moves. A set of fluent fists slashed through the air one by one, which is Wu Xinliu's boxing method "Falling Star Boxing".

"Just in time."

The excitement on the face of the "Pressure Fist" was undoubtedly revealed, and Ai Xiang directly removed the telekinesis that wrapped himself. At this moment, the thoughts in the whole body began to continue to converge towards the right hand.

Hard, pressure punch is a derivative of hard. It is a move that exists in the imagination of Ai Xiang. Then, in this moment. Ai Xiang couldn't help but use this trick.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he naturally saw Ai Xiang's movements very clearly. With the advanced application skills of hard reading, Dill didn't expect Ai Xiang to be able to do it so quickly. You know, even Deere didn't learn this kind of application at all.

Of course, what surprised Deere even more was that Ai Xiang dared to use hard in this state.

"Want to decide with one move?" Without Nian's defense, Ai Xiang at this moment was like a girl without clothes in front of Diel. As long as Ai Xiang's moves can't resist his Falling Star Fist, then Ai Xiang will lose. Thinking of this, Diel's eyes flashed with a different kind of light. The Falling Star Fist in his hand sped up a few points.

"Come on! Let me see. Ai wanted to look at the fists rushing towards him, and there was no flinch in his eyes. The sharp fist wind scratched the side of Ai Xiang's face, and blood spilled from the wound little by little. But it was recovered under Ai Xiang's strong resilience. The increasing number of wounds made Ai Xiang's shirt shattered. One by one, new wounds, one by one the skin is restored to its original state. At this moment, Ai Xiang's eyes only had the fist prints that were connected together.

"Pressure punch." Nian Qi was like a spring constantly squeezing on Ai Xiang's right hand. The right hand slammed out, and in an instant the wind raged. The huge fist wind and the falling star fist are constantly confronting. The formed air flow creates two spheres of light in the air that are visible to the naked eye. In just a split second, this stalemate was broken.

"You're still far away!" took a step forward, and the fierce strength became the best assistant to break the fallen planet at this moment.

"Papapapa" The gorgeous Falling Star Fist turned into fragments and flashed into the air at this moment. The sun is slanting and falling, and you can clearly see Ai Xiang's unbridled smile, and you can clearly see the surprised stunned look on Diel's face. is not delaying, for Ai Xiang this time is undoubtedly the best opportunity to make a move.

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and Ai Xiang's body crossed a strange angle in the air. He snapped a hook kick and kicked Dill in the shoulder. Intense pain hit in an instant.

"Is it over? I'm really not Ai Xiang's opponent yet. It's just that I'm really unwilling! There was a slight confusion in his eyes, and thousands of thoughts flashed in Diel's heart. With his arms open, Dill wanted to do something. Dill was greeted by Ai Xiang's indifferent face.

"You've lost."

"Bang" ate Ai Xiang a heavy elbow blow, Dill fell to the ground, the severe pain continued to sweep through Diere's heart, struggling, Dill wanted to stand up, but fell weakly.

"Now, I admit it." Holding out a hand, Ai Xiang pulled Dell up. However, unlike Ai Xiang, Dill at this time seemed to smile wryly.

"Ai Xiang, thank you." The bitterness in his mouth grew stronger, and Dill opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Next is him." Turning around, Ai Xiang's eyes looked not far away. It was as if he had seen the Black Dragon, the leader of the Black Dragon Society, through many obstacles. Punching the black dragon hard in front of everyone, this is Ai Xiang's idea. This is also the purpose of Ai's desire to participate in the competition. It has never changed. There was a hint of heat flashing in his eyes, but Ai Xiang's breathing gradually calmed down.

Back in the ring, Ai Xiang won the championship in the referee's decision. Enjoying the overwhelming cheers of the audience, Ai Xiang seemed very calm.

"I didn't expect to be won the championship by this guy this time, and it's not good to see Director Zhang's apprentice!" Looking at Ai Xiang standing in the ring, the black dragon's face showed a trace of disdain. The mind is not on Ai Xiang's body, for the black dragon, Ai Xiang is undoubtedly a humble guy. And Ai Xiang's only value is to help himself mock this noble Curator Zhang.

"Even if it's bad, it's much better than the one over there." Watching Deere's game seriously, the curator naturally saw Diere's play very clearly. Although it was a little unexpected, it seemed so natural. In the face of the furious Ai Xiang, Dill is not Ai Xiang's opponent.

"Hmph" snorted coldly, looking at the curator who was taunting him, the black dragon's face stiffened at this moment. Although I have already scolded the curator in my heart, I don't know how many times the old fox has been. But the performance of his subordinates also made the black dragon's heart gradually fuck up.

"Next, we invited two guests to the stage, and everyone applauded." Just when the black dragon didn't know what to say, the referee's voice rang out. Just in time to get the black dragon out of a trouble.

"Don't keep others waiting, it's time for us to go down." Glancing at the two indifferent, the black dragon took the lead in speaking. Although the two had already seen what the black dragon meant, the two did not fail to give the black dragon face. In the applause of everyone, now that you have taken the stage,

"Next, I would like to ask Director Zhang to guide an Ai Xiang." Director Zhang is very powerful, worthy of being the director of the Ryan Martial Arts Pavilion. When facing the curator, Ai Xiang didn't have much chance to fight back. At least in this state, Ai Xiang will always be dodged by the curator in advance no matter what he does.