In this regard, Wang Zaiwu gritted his teeth and resisted, and after one knee, he raised his knee and slammed Zong Wenyao's abdomen.

Zong Wenyao was also not to be outdone, and the killer hit Wang Zaiwu's neck one after another.

Looking at the posture of the two of them, it was as if they were starting to play with their lives.

It's very cruel!

"Bang, bang..."

After each of them resisted each other's three blows, they both retreated a few steps.

Look at each other!

"Poof..."

Then they both spurted out mouthfuls of blood.

Wang Zaiwu coughed, and suddenly felt that his whole throat was hot and painful, and even his breathing was painful, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was dumb.

Zong Wenyao was no better, his internal organs turned over the river and the sea, as if he was displaced, he made a lot of noise, and he obviously suffered internal injuries.

"Prince, admit defeat! I'm going to have to pout you guys, I don't know what's going to happen next. ”

Wang Zaiwu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was cold, and he said in a hoarse voice.

The two are equal in strength, evenly matched, and equal.

Wang Zaiwu knew that if he wanted to separate the male and female, he could only fight to the death, fight bloodily, fight hard, fight physically, fight hard, fight hard, and fight hard.

Then it will be really unpredictable!

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

In this regard, Zong Wenyao naturally understood that he not only had to stand on this stick, but he also planned to take the opportunity to kill Wang Zaiwu.

"Poof, let the horses come! I have to hold on to this stick as well. ”

Zong Wenyao spat bloody spit, and bared his teeth in reply.

That's it!

Wang Zaiwu didn't say much, and suddenly his eyes were like hungry eagles, and the whole person's momentum began to be violent, accompanied by some excitement.

This is the Mad Dog Battle Mode turned on!

Looking at Wang Zaiwu's momentum, Zong Wenyao flashed with solemnity, and then the battle intent was monstrous.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing is rising, and the vicious battle begins!

Wang Zaiwu jumped in stride, jumped up in the air, bent his legs into knees, like an eagle flying into the sky.

Both flying knees slammed into Zong Wenyao's chest.

Muay Thai has the preference to take ten punches rather than an elbow! It is better to take three cubits than to take one knee.

The king is already in full swing!

Facing Wang Zaiwu's sharp knee blow!

Zong Wenyao's fighting spirit was high, the tiger pounced on the sheep, did not retreat but advanced, took a step with his right foot, stretched out his hands like lightning, ploughed and blocked his arms, and met Wang Zaiwu's knees.

"Bang!"

The sound of collision is heard!

After both knees!

Wang Zai's material momentum is like a wild dragon, and he makes critical moves one after another, iron sweeps, cannons, forked elephant trunks, dog head chops, and beauties look in the mirror...

Zong Wen Yaowei is like a tiger, not to be outdone, marking his fingers, butterfly hands, kicking his crotch feet, and kicking his knees with broken knees......

The collision of fists, the collision of elbows, the collision of knees...

Between the collisions, the sound of bone cracking began!

Blood splattered!

An unspeakable bloody, ferocious!

The sound of collisions, the sound of cracked bones, the sound of low roars......

The sound stimulated everyone's nerves.

Both of them are completely rocking, not that you attack me and I defend and I attack you and defend it, but that the moves collide, with hard collisions, injuries for injuries, and lives for life...

If the battle between Xu Chengxin and Wu Dingbai is full of violence and blood, it makes people adrenaline soar.

The battle between Wang Zaiwu and Zong Wenyao was only fighting and tragic, not like a fight, but an evenly matched hand-to-hand fight.

Swing your elbow into the air, and be extremely strong!

Kill with a fist and move forward bravely!

Wang Zaiwu hit the opponent's chest with an elbow, and Zong Wenyao also broke Wang Zaiwu's scalp with an inch of punch.

"Kick, kick, kick..."

The two of them have gone backwards!

Look at each other fiercely!

At this moment, the two of them were scarred by each other's strength, and their faces were stained with blood.

Wang Zaiwu's forehead was red and swollen and bleeding, and the blood ticked down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

The corners of Zong Wenda's eyes were red and swollen with blood, and the blood had coagulated, half a catty and eight taels.

At this time, the two of them gasped violently, and the wheezing sound was clearly audible.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and the sound of breathing was synchronized with the wheezing of the two, obviously substituting for the vicious battle between the two.

Main Auditorium!

Wei Wuxian and He Daobei glanced at each other very tacitly, and their eyes showed reluctance and determination.

Inside the cage!

"Hah!"

After only five seconds of breathing, Zong Wenyao let out a loud cry and took the lead in attacking close again.

Zong Wenyao's right fist blasted towards Wang Zaiwu, punching one after another, the fists were powerful, and the moves were full of killing intent.

Wang Zaiwu swung his elbow to meet him, and his elbow was fierce.

The two turned into killing bodies and collided again.

"Bang, bang..."

The two fought extremely fast, and were extremely ferocious, even ferocious and insane.

Especially Wang Zaiwu, he is really like a mad dog, the more he bites, the more crazy he becomes, exchanging injuries for injuries, and fighting for his life.

Suddenly!

The injuries of the two were further increased, and the bright red flowed.

Then they all stepped back, looked at each other again, and gasped.

Take a few seconds!

"Come again!"

Wang Zaiwu ignored the pain and wounds on his body, and was inexplicably a little excited, and took the lead in attacking this time.

Elbows, fists, and knees swung out, one move after another, as fast as a tiger, and as fierce as a storm, almost enveloping Zong Wenyao.

Zong Wenyao also ignored his scarred body and waved his hand to meet him.

Inch strength, punching, three-plate axe collision, punch like a meteor, strength like a raging wave, attack heavy like a phantom.

In the face of Wang Zaiwu's all-round coverage attack, he was not afraid of danger and made a strong move.

Once again, the two sides collided in melee combat!

Extreme impact and fighting spirit soaring.

The fists and feet intersected, and the blood of the two sides hit again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The feet kept kicking each other, not giving in to each other, and the trouser legs of the kicks had long been broken, revealing bloody legs.

The two fists hit one punch after another, and the flesh and blood were already blurred.

The two turned a blind eye, and the more they fought, the more tragic they became, and the more fierce they became.

Mad Dog vs. Wolf!

The two of them collided and attacked like tireless machines.

The scene is extremely bloody and violent...

Shock the audience!

Fight, breathe, fight again...

A few rounds of hard bumps and hard down.

Blood stains the ground!

Tragic and abnormal, and there is an inexplicable tragedy!

The audience couldn't help but be moved.

Main Auditorium!

Wei Wuxian and He Daobei glanced at each other again, neither of them intended to admit defeat, but the determination in their eyes became even more vigorous.

After all, the cost of admitting defeat in this battle is too great.

At this time, inside the cage!

Wang Zaiwu and Zong Wenyao were both scarred, bloody, and exhausted.

However, they all gritted their teeth and resisted, each not giving in, let alone falling.

From fist collision, foot and foot kicking, elbow and elbow strike, to now standing and fighting.

You punch me, I punch you back, you kick you and I kick you...

Both of them squirted blood!

Because both of them know the importance of this stick, as long as one party dares to fall, the other party will use all the strength contained in his body to pounce on it and kill it.

It wasn't until the other side came to admit defeat that they either refused to give up or killed them outright.

At this time, although the two were exhausted, they both knew that the other had a breath in their mouths and retained a force, which was prepared for the killing move.

"Bang, bang!"

The two of them each punched each other in the chest, and both staggered backwards, and then each spurted out another mouthful of blood.

After the bombardment!

Wang Zaiwu and Zong Wenyao stood still, and they no longer bombarded each other with a tacit understanding, looking at each other and gasping.

In a dilemma!

Main Auditorium!

Su Rouge looked at Wang Zaowu, who was unrecognizable and bloody, but still standing, inexplicably worried and unbearable.

Then he proposed.

"Mr. Wei, Master Hetang, the two sides are evenly matched, and if you continue to fight, it will be life and death, why don't you draw and fight, and then fight again?"

Hear it!

Wei Wuxian and He Daobei glanced at each other, and both of them had intention in their eyes.

But both chose not to speak.

"How about fighting again?"

Instead, Jin Yin asked more.

"This game is even, the rules are still the same, each side sends a person under the age of 30, erects sticks, pouts sticks, and fights again."

Su Rouge explained, and then asked.

"Mr. Wei, Hall Master He, what do you think of the two of you?"

It's a pity that Wei Wuxian and He Daobei didn't keep quiet, although they intended to move, but the two sides didn't speak.

Just as Su Rouge spoke!

Inside the cage!

Wang Zaiwu inexplicably remembered the words that Jin Yinduo said to himself before the game, and his condescending posture of inadvertently revealing his superiority.

This undoubtedly stung me deeply.

Then think about the situation you will face if you lose?

Case!

Then rock and roll, destroy ...

"This blow is a matter of winning or losing, as well as life and death!"

Wang Zaiwu retracted his cranky thoughts and roared in that hoarse voice.

Then he turned into a mad dog again and pounced on Zong Wenyao.

Thunder!

A decisive move, a move to determine the future!

"Whew!"

The fist is howling!

Wang Zaiwu seemed to use all his strength, swung out a straight fist, and came straight to Zong Wenyao's head.

"I've been waiting for now!"

Seeing that Wang Zaiwu couldn't hold back, Zong Wenyao couldn't help but smile.

Now that the two of them have a copy of each other's attack power, whoever can't hold back the attack first, then whoever falls behind.

After all, the two of them are now scarred, they are both at the end of the strong bow, and the reaction of various body mechanisms has been slow, and whoever attacks first will suffer.

In the face of Wang Zaiwu's surging straight punch with all his might, Zong Wenyao also moved, dodged with his head sideways, and then attacked.

A decisive move, a move to determine the future!

Zong Wenyao also threw out a blow with all his might, and Wing Chun struck the heart of Wang Zaiwu with a series of strengths.

"Bang!"

One hit!

"Bang!"

Bending his fingers into a fist, he exerted his strength and struck another blow.

"Bang!"

The final blow of the punch, a trio of consecutive inches.

Just as Zong Wenyao pointed out the attack, Wang Zaiwu grabbed it with a straight fist, and directly wrapped his arm with gold wire, firmly locking Zong Wenyao's other arm.

Zong Wenyao finished striking a series of blows, and Wang Zaiwu was not knocked away, but the golden wire wrapped his arms around Zong Wenyao and staggered back.

"Poof!"

Instantly!

Wang Zaiwu deliberately held back the blood and sprayed at Zong Wenyao's face.

And then a wry smile!

Take your body as bait and gamble with your life!

All of this was calculated by Wang Zaiwu, as long as Zong Wenyao tried his best to kill himself with this blow, then he would want his life and lock the victory!

Charge up in an instant!

Wang Zaiwu's hand wrapped around his arm with gold silk instantly drew his hand into an elbow, and he swung his elbow sideways.

The elbow swing was like a thousand powers, and it struck Zong Wenyao's temple with great speed.

"Bang!"

One hit and you're on the move!

Zong Wenyao's eyes were instantly bloodshot, he staggered two steps, looked at Wang Zaiwu with a stunned expression, and then fell to the ground stiffly.

"Wei admits defeat!"

And just as Wang Zaiwu swung his elbow and struck Zong Wenyao's temple, Wei Wuxian instantly realized that something was wrong, and stood up and shouted unwillingly.

But it was too late!

And when Zong Wenyao hit Wang Zaiwu's heart with a series of inches, Hong Tu also stood up with a sudden, and was about to admit defeat.

When he opened his mouth, he saw Wang Zaiwu smiling treacherously, so he didn't shout.

Hearing Wei Wuxian's voice admitting defeat, Wang Zaiwu grinned, and then fell to the ground, fainting.

In the main audience, as Wei Wuxian opened his mouth to admit defeat, He Daobei exhaled violently, and as soon as his whole body relaxed, the whole person seemed to be paralyzed.

Su Rouge stood up awkwardly, her face full of worry.

"Little Patriarch!"

Outside the cage, Wang Feng saw Wang Zaiwu fall and rushed over.

"Tear it up!"

The locked door of the octagonal cage was directly torn open by him with brute force, and then rushed into the cage.

So far!

The battle of the sticks is locked in by the He family, and the heaven and earth merchants and the fierce sea are the head of the Tangkou stick black province is a foregone conclusion!

Overwhelming!