After Gao Xiaojun opened the body of the Martial Saint, He Leng felt a little awe-inspiring in his heart, and put away the last trace of contempt.

It's just that he didn't expect Gao Xiaojun's speed to be so fast, and there was a faint trace of qi to lock him.

So when facing Gao Xiaojun's punch, he actually had a feeling that there was no way to dodge and no way to avoid, so he could only take it hard.

"Open!"

He Leng burst into a shout, and also punched out, and a sound of drawing a bow suddenly sounded inside his body, and the junior's spine bent, and then with a flick, his arm shot out like a sharp arrow.

"Bang!"

The two fists that did not dodge or dodge collided directly together, as if someone was setting off a loud firecracker.

Gao Xiaojun's body trembled, and he involuntarily took half a step back.

And He Leng was directly beaten out, and his feet slid on the ring for a while, and he retreated directly to the edge of the ring.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he stepped back, and the shoes under his feet exploded directly, but he also avoided being directly knocked out of the ring.

It's a competition, and once you fall out of the ring, you lose.

On the rostrum, Xie Guichang stood up directly, he didn't expect that He Leng would be so unbearable that he was almost punched out of the ring.

Although he didn't know martial arts, he also knew that He Leng's skills were like this, more than a dozen strong bodyguards with knives couldn't get close to He Leng's side, and he was solved by him in just a few seconds, and that kind of strength shocked and frightened him.

That's why he didn't hesitate to use his daughter to win over the other party.

But now, He Leng, who was so powerful in his eyes, was almost defeated, so how strong should Gao Xiaojun be?

"Roar!"

At this time, there was another change in the ring, and I saw He Leng roaring angrily, the clothes on his body exploded directly, and his eyes became red.

He stepped out in one step, and the other shoe was directly torn apart, and at the same time, the hard cement ring also directly left a footprint two or three centimeters deep.

He Leng obviously also cast some kind of secret method, and both his strength and speed have been greatly improved.

It's just that compared to the body of the Martial Saint, there are still many inferiors, and even his method is at the cost of consuming his own vitality, and this alone cannot be compared with the body of the Martial Saint.

What's more, the body of the Martial Saint is an all-round improvement of physical attributes, and it will put you under an absolute sanity, which will undoubtedly maximize your strength.

So in the face of He Leng's outburst, Gao Xiaojun did not make a hard connection, but with a shake of his body, he came to his side, and at the same time hit him with a whip leg.

Although he learned boxing, it didn't mean that those legs were useless.

A real master, all over the body, anywhere can be a weapon, only you can't think of it, and nothing you can't do.

He Leng's reaction was also very fast, and as soon as his body shook, he changed direction, and his right hand stood up, directly blocking Gao Xiaojun's powerful kick.

At the same time, his right foot also drilled out at an incredible angle, attacking Gao Xiaojun's abdomen.

For this kick, Gao Xiaojun saw it, but he didn't dodge, he needed to fight quickly, even if it would cost him, he would not hesitate to do so.

"Bang!"

The attacks of the two arrived almost simultaneously and hit each other.

But overall, Gao Xiaojun is still a line faster.

His whip leg landed on He Leng's arm, and then on his chest, and the power exploded.

He Leng's clothes were directly shattered, revealing his marble-like chest.

At the same time, He Leng's scorpion-like kick also landed on Gao Xiaojun's lower abdomen.

Gao Xiaojun was obviously prepared, and suddenly took a breath, and his lower abdomen suddenly flattened.

Although He Leng's kick finally fell into place, after this relaxation, the force of that kick had been unloaded by three or four percent.

The rest of the strength just made Gao Xiaojun's body stumble.

But He Leng endured Gao Xiaojun's leg, but fell towards the ring.

At the critical moment, He Leng supported his left hand, and his right foot fell towards Gao Xiaojun in the air.

In this regard, the cold light in Gao Xiaojun's eyes flashed, his right foot retreated, stopped his body, and at the same time, he used his strength to punch again in a way that violated mechanics.

It's a punch!

In the state of opening the body of the Martial Saint, coupled with this punch, it seemed that he had reached the limit of what Gao Xiaojun's body could withstand, and the alarm came from his body, but he was resolute and fearless, and even poured more power into this punch, including his will.

He Leng's heart suddenly suddenly, and he had a little more bad premonition, but at this time, he was already riding a tiger and could not retreat at all, otherwise once the qi machine fell downwind, then he would have no chance to fight back next, and could only passively meet Gao Xiaojun's stormy attack.

At that time, he could almost be said to have lost.

So, no matter what, he can't retreat.

"Bang!"

Finally, when Gao Xiaojun's punch landed on He Leng's kick.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking came directly, and it could be clearly seen that He Leng's legs were already ninety degrees.

Suddenly hit by this heavy blow, He Leng seemed to be unconscious, pressed his hands on the ground, his body was upside down, and the other foot also fell on Gao Xiaojun's body.

But the force of this kick was not enough to hurt Gao Xiaojun, it just made his body pause.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Leng also distanced himself from Gao Xiaojun.

Gao Xiaojun succeeded in one blow, how could he watch He Leng escape, now is the best moment to pursue with victory.

As long as he is still in the ring, as long as the opponent has not admitted defeat and has the power to act, it is impossible for him to stop.

The last lesson Wu Yue taught him, he had obviously completely memorized it.

He Leng retreated quickly, but Gao Xiaojun chased faster, he was already accumulating strength in front of him, and the punch that broke He Leng's leg was about to fall again, and Xie Guichang on the rostrum finally couldn't help it.

"Stop, we'll throw in the towel."

Although He Leng's performance disappointed him this time, he couldn't really watch He Leng die in the ring, otherwise he would even lose the chance to turn the tables in the end.

Without He Leng, it is equivalent to losing the sharpest minions, and if he hits a wall in front of the Gao family, those former enemies of him will definitely not let him go, and they will rush to him.

And as long as He Leng is alive, he is not afraid, even if he loses this time, there is still hope of a comeback.

It's just that Gao Xiaojun in the ring was unmoved, and even He Leng didn't admit defeat.

"Bang!"

Gao Xiaojun caught up with He Leng and punched again, this punch fell directly on He Leng's chest, causing him to spurt a mouthful of blood out of his mouth, and his body flew out uncontrollably and fell on the edge of the ring.

"Stop!"

Xie Guichang saw that Gao Xiaojun was unforgiving, and actually attacked He Leng again, his face was shocked.

(Chapter 4!) ）