The two of them fought very fiercely, with vigorous skills, agile reactions, and fist style and feet, completely detached from traditional boxing.

The cheers at the scene were unprecedentedly high, and the emotions of every audience were mobilized.

Li Weiyin could see that Xu Yimo was not doing his best, he seemed to be teasing Han Qiu, and every time he dodged, he either cast a contemptuous or playful look, or put on a smile that was either sneering or disdainful.

Han Qiu was able to calm down at first, but he was soon angered by Xu Yimo, and his attacks were even more aggressive, and his moves were even more ruthless.

Even no longer defended and dodged, and adopted a style of play that would hurt Xu Yimo hard if he hurt himself.

jumped directly into Xu Yimo's fist, his fist seemed to hit Xu Yimo, but Xu Yimo unloaded his strength with one hand, and hit the critical edge with the other.

It seems that there is room to avoid the key points, but in fact, it has caused a lot of damage to Han Qiu.

Punch after punch, on the surface, it seems that Xu Yimo didn't get a good deal, and even took a punch in the face, hanging a little color, but Han Qiu didn't have any bruises and swellings at all, but in fact, he was injured under the flesh.

The more this is the case, Han Qiu can't fall, otherwise people who don't know the way will think that this boxing ring is fake.

The people who come here to consume are all worth a lot of money, and the Han family offends one or two, but they can't afford to offend all of them.

Li Weiyin saw that Xu Yimo really wanted to rectify Han Qiu to death.

In a formal boxing match, death only needs to be within the rules of accidents, and there is no need to bear legal responsibility, let alone this kind of private organization.

Han Qiu felt how heavy the injuries on his body were, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be broken apart little by little.

Han Qiu's eyes were fierce, his fists were clenched, and several consecutive spins and kicks broke out with abnormal speed, which did not give Xu Yimo a chance to fight back at all, forcing Xu Yimo, who could only defend, to the edge of the arena.

Seeing that Xu Yimo was about to be forced into a corner, the audience stood up excitedly and held their breath.

After staring at Han Qiu's spinning kick, with the help of his feet, he leaped into the air and kicked Xu Yimo's sharp kick.

Even a layman can feel the murderous aura of this kick, and a kick will inevitably KO!

There was not much space behind Xu Yimo, and the range of activities locked by Han Qiu, everyone thought that Xu Yimo would definitely lose.

Even Li Weiyin's heart was raised, and he couldn't help but run to the arena.

But at this moment, Xu Yimo did not retreat but advanced, his body was short, he was supported on the ground with one hand, his body flipped, dodging Han Qiu's attack, and at the same time, his legs locked Han Qiu's neck in mid-air.

Those slender legs, as if they had strong strength, only relied on the strength of their legs to overturn Han Qiu, and the whole person fell down, and he rolled with a roll, kneeling on one knee in an elegant posture, and stabilized his body.

Then there was a loud bang, and Han Qiu's whole body smashed to the ground, and his eyes were dull for a moment.

Silence, a moment of silence was followed by a deafening scream.

The security guards and the people of the Han family quickly rushed to the arena and ran towards Han Qiu, who fell to the ground.

Xu Yimo just took advantage of this gap to flip over the fence of the arena and landed firmly on the periphery.

Almost at the same time, Li Weiyin, who rushed to the front, handed him his clothes: "Put them on." ”

Xu Yimo stretched out his hands and lowered his head, causing a commotion all around.

Li Weiyin had no choice but to put on a sympathy for him and glared at him with a smug smile.