Several attacks made Zhao Gang sense that something was wrong, and there were already signs of numbness in his waist, only very slightly.

So, Zhao Gang began to protect his waist every time he shot. Unfortunately, his idea was too simple after all.

Since Wang Hao is prepared, how can he let you get your wish, and Zhao Gang can't hide from it at all.

"It's now!" Wang Hao saw that Zhao Gang had a flaw again, and seized the opportunity and smiled in his heart.

This time he didn't attack with his hands, but directly with his elbows, compared to the strength of his hands, the strength of his elbows was undoubtedly too great!

"Ah~~~~" Zhao Gang let out a painful voice directly after receiving this attack, he felt that his waist was numb and sore, like a needle, and it was not a needle, but a needle directly pierced his waist, each of which pierced into the body.

Wang Hao won't give you time to rest, firstly, Zhao Gang did not admit defeat, and secondly, he did not faint. This is not a movie, but also to give you an explanation, and then give the other party a Jedi counterattack.

He stepped forward quickly, and at the position of Zhao Gang's blind spot, he directly grabbed Zhao Gang's throat with his right hand, and began to tighten it little by little.

As he tightened his progress, Zhao Gang also began to breathe, and he no longer had the heart to pay attention to the pain in his waist, but raised his hands to pull Wang Hao's arms away. The pull of the two hands did make Wang Hao's right hand slowly relax outward, but unfortunately he forgot that a person has two hands!

Wang Hao's left hand was not idle, and he began to clench his fist and hit Zhao Gang's waist, still in that position, punch after punch.

After each punch fell, Zhao Gang's body trembled, and then his hands became weak, taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Hao's right arm tightened again. Just like that, the two began to go back and forth, but Zhao Gang's dismal side.

Wang Hao's feet stood on the stake in the way of horse steps, the entire lower body did not move at all, his left hand hit Zhao Gang's waist hard in less than two seconds, and his right hand strangled his neck, little by little.

Now there are only two jousting platforms left, and the people in the audience are divided into two areas to watch the battle on the stage. In the other area, because of the relatively large gap in strength, the competition just ended. So all eyes were on here.

Whenever Wang Hao's left hand hit his waist, the people in the audience would involuntarily shrink their heads, as if they were smashing on their bodies.

"Hey, if this continues, will there be problems?" One of them asked the person next to him in a soft voice.

"Maybe, anyway, I know, if I go down like this, my kidneys will be gone..." The person next to him looked at this scene, his eyes shrank, and he couldn't bear to continue watching.

"Throw in the towel! Don't continue! By this time, someone had already screamed.

With one person's voice, the others also began to shout, and they all wanted Zhao Gang to surrender.

"Surrender, do you hear it, everyone wants you to surrender, you can't hold on!" Wang Hao bowed his head and said in Zhao Gang's ear. "This is not a battlefield, it's just a game, don't give up a great future for the sake of momentary utilitarianism."

"No.. Can.. In order to! Zhao Gang roared with a flushed face.

Wang Hao shook his head when he heard his answer, and then the strength of the left and right became even stronger, and he hammered Zhao Gang's waist again. Maybe it's because of the increase in strength, or maybe it's because Zhao Gang's endurance has reached a demarcation point, and this time Zhao Gang's hands holding Wang Hao's right hand suddenly became weak.

But after a few seconds, when he had recovered a little, he began to raise his hand again.

"Throw in the towel! Wang Hao won this game! At this time, a person in the audience suddenly said.

The referee glanced at the man who was speaking, then looked at the stands, nodded and whistled to speak. "It's over! Wang Hao won. ”

After Wang Hao heard the referee's whistle, he took a step back and left Zhao Gang's side. And Zhao Gang suddenly relaxed because of the other party's departure, kneeling on the ground and panting with his hands on the ground.

After relieving for a while, he got up and looked back at the referee, and shouted dissatisfied, "Who said I admit defeat!" I didn't throw in the towel, and I didn't pass out! ”

The referee was also a little helpless, and finally looked at the audience in embarrassment.

Zhao Gang looked with his eyes, and suddenly saw a man in his forties, who was standing there quietly looking at him, and when he saw the other party, he immediately put away his face, lowered his head and began to walk down the stage.

This game is over, and what awaits Wang Hao is the last game, that is, the final, and whoever wins will be the first.

But in fact, the real competition is over, because Wang Hao is not a registered soldier, his ranking in the army will not exist, even if he is the first, the real champion is also that person.

The final is still at that time, as long as both sides feel that they are fine, then the game will not be postponed, and at this time, Wang Hao and the other party obviously have no problems.

Ten minutes later, the two of them stood on the stage, and Wang Hao looked at him with serious eyes, because at this time Wang Hao already knew the news and went to see the two players who had lost before, such as the same name...

After seeing their state, Wang Hao was in a bad mood, because both of them were miserable, although they didn't hurt some special places that would leave sequelae, but they also looked miserable.

Although the game is a kind of actual combat, I have to say that it is a bit too much to play such a heavy hand, so Wang Hao's current mentality is a little unbeautiful.

"Isn't it a bit too much to put down such a heavy hand, it will be bad for you to do this." Wang Hao said to him.

"Hehe... I'm not your soldier. And what you need on the battlefield is ruthlessness, and there's nothing wrong with me doing that. Qu Meng replied with a smile.

Wang Hao shook his head. "It's not right for you to think so, in addition to being ruthless on the battlefield, you also need unity, you also need teammates, which teammate like you will believe you."

"Ridiculous!" Qu Meng said.

“？？？ Don't forget, you're a soldier, I've been on the battlefield, you're contradicting me? Wang Hao laughed.

He did go to the battlefield, although that battlefield was only a dimensional space, but it was the same as the real battlefield, his teammates would die, and he would be injured.

"You!" Qu Meng was a little violent by him.

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, the two men obviously had no intention of saying more, and then the referee announced the start of the game.

At this time, Wang Hao also knew what the other party's moves were, and it turned out that the other party practiced a kind of folk martial arts, which is the common saying Eagle Claw Gong. This kind of martial arts actually exists, but it doesn't have the power of breaking through the cement wall in martial arts dramas...

But if his hands are really torn on people, they should be able to break open the skin with their hands, right?