"I haven't seen such a bloody and brutal game in years! It was really exciting, and both Xiang Ying and Weidmann played at their highest level in this game. He Peng said very excitedly.

"You say that the game has reached this level, who can hold on to the end." Liu Yun, who has always been full of confidence in Xiang Yingying, also began to be a little suspicious, Weidman's strength exceeded her estimates.

"The hero is the quintessential fighter and the more intense the fight, the more excited he gets, but Weidmann played really well today, and it was arguably the best fight Weidmann has played so far. He brought out his characteristics to the fullest, and if it had been a different person, he would have won the game a long time ago. But he met a hero who played equally well today, which doomed him to tragedy. Wang Yanbo is still full of confidence in Xiang Yingying.

The last two minutes of the third round were as long as a century, so long that Xiang Ying and Weidmann had exhausted their strength.

The two didn't know how many blows they had received from each other, and their whole bodies were numb with pain, but they didn't give up, and they were still gritting their teeth and fighting.

By the last minute of the game, Weidmann's entire face was swollen, his left eye was swollen like an egg, and only a thin slit remained in his eye, which had seriously affected his vision.

The two wounds on the arch of the eyebrows and cheekbones were still oozing blood, mixed with sweat slowly dripping down the contours of the face, and the arms and body were all covered with blood.

Xiang Yingxing's face was also bruised and swollen, and the two wounds on his forehead were also oozing blood, staining his eyes a little unable to open, and the whole person was like a blood gourd, which looked extremely terrifying.

After the two were entangled on the ground for nearly 1 minute, Xiang Yingying once again completely broke free from Weidman's suppression, and used the side net to stand up again, causing a huge cry of regret from the audience.

Matt Serra was also a little speechless as he watched Xiang Ying get rid of Weidmann's suppression again and again.

This guy was pressed to the ground by Weidman and smashed so many heavy punches, but he was still able to hold on, although the reaction speed and action connection and other aspects have dropped significantly, but Weideman has dropped more than him, after all, Weideman is thirty-five years old, and there is no way to compare with the twenty-four-year-old Xiang Yingying in terms of physical fitness.

At this time, Matt Serra had to scream loudly from the circle wall: "Hold on! Weidmann! Hold on! Raise your arms! Raise your arms! ”

Luo An was very excited at this time, although Weideman's performance exceeded his expectations, but Xiang Ying's performance surprised him even more, this guy is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, any opponent can only cry without tears when he meets such a Xiang hero.

Weidmann gasped violently, he stared at Xiang Ying with his right eye, kept wrestling with him, struggling to find Xiang Ying's flaws, the game reached this level, he couldn't give up, although he couldn't lift his hands now.

After Xiang Yingying punched the air, he quickly took a few steps back, and after widening the distance between him and Weidman, he wiped the blood protecting his eyes with his arm to make his vision clearer.

Seeing this, Weidman rushed forward quickly, and he wanted to take advantage of Xiang Yingying's blood to knock him, but when he was still one step away from Xiang Yingying, Xiang Yingying suddenly hit his head with a flying knee.

Weidmann was shocked, he lost the game after being shot in the head by a flying knee in the match with Romero, so Weidemann was apprehensive about this move and was always on guard.

At the critical moment, Weideman stopped, turned around quickly, and let a flying knee rub his head, but Weideman took advantage of Xiang Yingying's leakage and was ready to take his back, who knew that after Xiang Yingying landed, he quickly turned around and whipped his fist, hitting Weideman's head.

At this moment of crisis, Weidmann used his quick reaction and control of his body to use his strong waist and abdomen strength to move his upper body and head forward. Xiang Yingying's ferocious turning whip punch did not achieve the desired effect, but only hit Weidmann's neck with his forearm, and the damage was indeed limited.

But the huge impact still made Weidmann stumble, but as soon as he stabilized his body, he also gave a knee blow to Xiang Ying, who was chasing after him, and firmly pressed it on Xiang Ying's stomach.

Xiang Yingying's face turned pale, and he endured the severe pain and became entangled with Weidman again. Don't look at the two of them panting now, but the fist is still fierce when it lands on the head and body. But no matter how you hit, the other party just won't fall, no one knows how many heavy blows they have eaten, this kind of strength is basically ordinary people will be finished with one hit, but the two just don't fall.

At this time, there was only the sound of fists hitting the flesh; a muffled grunt after receiving a heavy blow; Violent wheezing. These voices were intertwined, as if by magic, and touched the hearts of more than 10,000 spectators.

The resilience and resistance of the two men exceeded their respective expectations, and all kinds of means were exhausted, but the other party stubbornly withstood it.

After the beginning to the present, nearly 15 minutes of fierce fighting, Xiang Yingxing's physical strength is good, and the advantage of strong core strength has gradually emerged.

If you want to become a world-class fighter, you have to be able to resist beatings, and you can fight back quickly after being beaten, and Xiang Yingying is such a guy.

He threw Weidman away with a punch and elbow combo, then quickly twisted his waist and swung his legs, his strongest weapon, the right mid-kick.

"Bang!"

The first leg was kicked directly on Weidmann's blocked arm, making Weidemann's arms numb and in unbearable pain.

But before Weidmann could react, his second leg had already been quickly pumped.

Another crisp blow sounded, and Weidmann's face turned pale, and under the huge impact, he took two steps back.

But before he could stand firm, Xiang Yingying's third mid-sweep had already followed, and Weidmann gritted his teeth again to block it, but it was already the end of the crossbow, and his arms were completely numb.

But Xiang Hero's fourth leg in a row struck again, and Weidman, who couldn't dodge, roared angrily, raised his left knee outward, and made Silva's knee raise block that he hated to break his leg appear again.

But Xiang Yingying's mid-sweep suddenly changed lines in the air, and his calf was like a steel whip, and it was pumped towards Weidman's unguarded head.

Weideman didn't have time to react at all, just subconsciously tilted his head and raised his shoulder, but Xiang Yingying's line change kick was too sudden, and the instep rubbed Weideman's shoulder, and he had a close contact with his mouth.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, black mouthguards flew out, and Weidmann suddenly stumbled on garlic under his feet, his eyes straightened, and he fell headlong to the floor.

Seeing this, Xiang Hero pounced and raised his fist high......

In just three seconds, Xiang Yingying unleashed three mid-sweeps in a row, and the final line-changing kick, directly knocking Weidmann to the ground, causing the audience to let out a frightened exclamation.

With this exclamation, Xiang Yingying's raised fist froze in the air, and he looked at Wei Deman, whose eyes were straight and completely defenseless, and slowly withdrew his fist......

At this point, the clock freezes at 4 minutes and 38 seconds in round 3......