Zhou Yu rushed up again, still the same action as last time, Fuchen dodged, and did not kick it with his foot again, because it had no effect, but turned around and slapped an elbow on the opponent's chest.

Zhou Yu didn't retreat this time, but punched Fuchen's waist with his left hand from behind, Fuchen turned around and kicked the opponent's foot again, ejected out, and kept a distance from Zhou Yu.

"Only with your feet, what's the use of you swinging your fists!"

Zhou Yu slapped the dust on the armor on his legs, and let out another mockery.

"Come again!"

Fuchen rubbed the place where his waist was beaten, and this time he changed his fist with his right hand to a palm and said.

"What's the use of you hitting me so much, don't waste yourself if I hit you!"

Zhou Yu said and rushed up with the same punch.

"If you don't practice guns or boxing, what's the use of relying on this Wang Bapi!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhou Yu's fist-swinging hand with one hand, dragged it backwards in the direction of the fist, and his right palm turned into a fist halfway and hit Zhou Yu's neck, because the armor was relatively thick, it was not directly touched, but this was enough for Zhou Yu to bear.

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhou Yu retreated, he followed in one step, and another elbow hit the armored chest, and Zhou Yu was knocked to the ground.

"Ahem......"

Zhou Yu got up with a cough, but this time the ash on his body was not enough to shoot, and the gold armor on his body was a little less shiny.

"Here you go!"

Zhou Yu took a pose and did not attack again.

Fuchen rushed forward with a fist in his left hand, Zhou Yu met him with a punch with the armor in his hand, who knew that Fuchen put away his fist when he was about to touch it, and his right hand stepped forward to the side of his body, and using the inertia of running, he hit Zhou Yu's chest with an elbow.

Zhou Yu flew farther this time, sliding some distance on the ground before stopping.

It took a while for Zhou Yu to get up, and there were many more scratches on his armor, and a small piece of the armor on his chest was dented for the first time.

Fuchen looked at Zhou Yu in place, his mood was extremely happy, and the small reward was almost there......

Zhou Yu saw the half of the gun he threw down beside him, and stood up when he picked it up.

Although he only couldn't receive the back half of the leg gun, it was actually half a wooden stick, Zhou Yu still played a familiar gun posture.

"Aren't you good at boxing?

Zhou Yu pointed at Fuchen with half a wooden stick and roared angrily, this fall can make him a lot embarrassed.

I didn't take the initiative to rush towards the floating dust again, so it was easy to be close, so I stood in place and waited for the floating dust to come.

Fuchen looked at the stick in Zhou Yu's hand, a little unpleasant, and then looked at the half he threw out on the ground, it was obviously much shorter.

I thought about it for a long time and didn't know how the other party would make a move, so I just went up and hit it.

didn't think about it anymore, so he rushed up, and when he was about to get closer, Zhou Yu didn't show that he wanted to make the first move, so he had to swing his fist and pass, and when he was almost at the position where he could hit, Zhou Yu held the tail of the wooden stick and stabbed at him.

Because the side of the broken stick was uneven, if it was stabbed, it would probably be a hole, so I had to move to the side and dodge the stabbed stick, but the ribs were still hit by a stick.

Zhou Yu obviously didn't mean to stop, and another stick slashed at his ribs, Fuchen approached Zhou Yu at the risk of being split, and clamped his hand downward, clamping Zhou Yu's right hand, but Zhou Yu was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and instantly hit Fuchen's back with a wooden stick tail nail, and Fushen reacted after being hit a few times, and hit Zhou Yu's chest with his elbow.

On the contrary, he couldn't stand it after a few blows on his back, so he had to let go and retreat.

"Mud legs, this is the advantage, what do you compare with me!"

Zhou Yu took the wooden stick and hit the chest of the floating dust with his tail, just like he hit the ground on the chest of the floating dust like he did to hit the floating dust, showing off with a smile on his face.

Fuchen was beaten more than ten times, his face was a little pale, and his back was also stained with blood.

After thinking about it for a while, he continued to rush forward, Zhou Yu also repeated his old tricks, first stabbing over, and Fuchen directly kicked the opponent in the chest, kicking the opponent away directly.

Zhou Yu didn't expect it, and before he could raise his head, he saw Fuchen want to jump over by himself, and slapped his palm on his head, Zhou Yu swung out a stick at the moment he fell, hitting Fuchen's waist.

The floating dust fell to the side in the air, rolled on the ground a few times before stopping, and Zhou Yu fell backwards to the ground.

"Little Black Brother ......"

Xiaoqing sat on Niu Dazhuang's nose and watched the floating dust fall to the ground again, and shouted nervously.

The people of "Laifu Restaurant" also looked a little ugly.

The city lord on the viewing platform watched his son being beaten to the ground, his face tense and did not speak.

Everyone in the audience was also shocked, thinking that it wouldn't end like this.

Fuchen Fuchen waist, stood up, spit blood before he could stand firmly, Xu Zhang and Zhang Changling stepped forward to support Fuchen, Zhou Yu also stood up in a shaking head, the helmet on his head was also a little crooked, joking, jumped up with the helmet and slapped it with a palm, not to mention how strong it was, the shock was enough to hurt people.

Fuchen looked at the other party and stood up a little embarrassed, and then looked at himself, he vomited blood, and the dark blue clothes on his body also turned gray, compared to him, he was even more embarrassed, and this blood vomited obviously had internal injuries.

"Let's go up and deal with him!"

Zhang Changling said again.

This time, the people in the audience were not scolding, on the contrary, it was very quiet, and Zhou Yu held the stick harder, and also put on a defensive posture.

"I can do it myself!"

Fuchen pushed the two away, facing Zhou Yu with his stomach, and the desire to fight in his heart was even greater.

Fuchen knew that Zhou Yu couldn't come up again, so he walked up with his waist.

After walking to Zhou Yu's attack range, Zhou Yu immediately swung a stick forward, Zhou Yu hit forward, and the floating dust dodged and retreated, there was no way, he couldn't hit his fist so far, so he could only wait for the opportunity.

When Zhou Yu used the uneven end of the stick to stab Fuchen, Fuchen blocked it with his hand and punched Zhou Yu in the neck.

"It's useless!"

After Zhou Yu finished speaking, he hurriedly dodged to the side, and when Fuchen saw that the blow missed, he moved to the right, and kicked Zhou Yu's foot joints sideways.

Although it was protected by armor this time, it was the side of the joint, and it was still kicked and bent with a click, Zhou didn't stand firm, moved to the side, and then a stick swung over, and the floating dust kicked the same part of Zhou Yu's joint again.

"Ah......h

Zhou Yu shouted in pain, but the stick was still swung out, and Fuchen dodged backwards, followed by his left hand to support the ground, stood upside down, and kicked on Zhou Yu's helmet, Zhou Yu threw it to the side, and the helmet flew dozens of meters away alone, and Fuchen also fell to the ground after kicking because of the injuries on his body.

Fuchen stood up for the first time, staring at Zhou Yu and not daring to relax at all, knowing that his kick should not cause fatal damage to him, he still restrained his strength when he kicked his joints, otherwise it would be difficult to explain if he was broken.

Zhou Yu, who fell to the ground, slowly and reluctantly got up, because of the kick injury in the joint of his left leg, so he couldn't stand steadily, so Zhou Yu supported his left leg with both hands, and then broke it out.

"Ahh

After a scream, he straightened the bones back, and after standing firmly, Zhou Yu looked very embarrassed, his helmet was gone, his face was also scarred, and although his hair was tied up, it still looked messy.

"Little beggar, I'll kill you. ”

After Zhou Yu stood firm this time, he did not vent his dissatisfaction as loudly as before, but gritted his teeth and said these words word by word.

Fuchen ignored his cruel words, and put on a punching posture as usual, ready to fight again.

Saying that, Zhou Yu took the stick in his hand and ran towards the floating dust, and the floating dust also won up, when they were about to collide together, Zhou Yu swung a stick from his head, and the floating dust did not stop, but by the inertia of running, he turned around and hit his back in front of Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu was knocked backwards, raised his hand and waved it, and also descended with the momentum, the floating dust took advantage of the situation to grab Zhou Yu's hand and hold it in front of his chest, and his waist was bent hard, Zhou Yu's feet fell from the ground, and he fell upside down, and when he was completely upside down, the floating dust let go, Zhou Yu fell forward, landed on his back, and drew a distance on the ground before stopping。

Fuchen didn't let go of this opportunity again, and he might not have the strength to fight again, there are too many variables in the back, and he has to solve it as soon as possible.

went up to hide Zhou Yu, who was lying on the ground, and his face was a mess.

After a few hits, Zhou Yu raised the long stick in his hand and hit Fuchen's head with a stick, and his head was beaten at this time, and Fuchen also staggered to the side and took a few steps before stopping.

I felt something run down my face, and when I reached out and touched it, I realized that it was bleeding.

When he thought about stepping forward again, Zhou Yu had already stood up with a blue nose and swollen head, the armor on his body was also pitted, and the cloak behind him was also shortened, and he couldn't see his previous handsome and chic appearance at all.

Zhou Yu looked at the floating dust on the opposite side and rushed up regardless of it, and the floating dust didn't have time to wipe the blood off his face, so he also rushed up.

When he was about to get closer, Zhou Yu took the lead in sweeping over with a stick and didn't give Fuchen a chance to get close at all, Fuchen saw the situation and knew that he could only dodge, so he simply bent back, his shoes slid forward, and the stick flew almost next to the tip of his nose.

Fuchen approached Zhou Yu like this, hugged his calves and walked back, and then turned around, Zhou Yu couldn't stand on one foot, and lay down directly with his face to the ground.

Fuchen let go of Zhou Yu's calf at this time and jumped onto Zhou Yu's back.

Throwing Zhou Yu's somewhat worn cloak forward to cover Zhou Yu's head, he wanted to cover his head and punch him, but when he saw the exposed gold armor, his anger rose in his heart, and he grabbed the gap between the armor and broke his hands to both sides, but it had no effect.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Fuchen raised his head and shouted several times in succession, and a few strands of hair on his head moved with the wind.