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"Next!"

These three words sounded when they landed, like a sea of ​​stagnant water, circled with dots, exploded with a bang, and quickly spread to the venues of more than 100,000 people.

The power contained in this voice, the unparalleled confidence, makes people feel as if they are on the scene, and their blood is bursting!

The venue was silent for a few seconds, and everyone's eyes slowly descended from the top of the cage, finally converging on Lin Feng, and cheers erupted.

"It exploded!"

"Ito Maru was nailed to the top of the cage by him!"

"how did you do that?"

"Is this magic? It must be magic!"

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin, Brother Lin!"

Under the shock and excitement, even the more knowledgeable people feel that their vocabulary is lacking. Except for the bullshit, only this rough and simple language can perfectly express their excitement at the moment.

"Whoo~"

"Okay, so strong!"

Su Tianyang raised several people, and his heart was also shocked.

As they are sitting in the ring, they feel more deeply than anyone else.

Ito Maru was swayed in the ring, almost passing in front of them.

The pressure brought by that huge body gave them an urge to escape from here.

They couldn't imagine how, with just four arrows, how to fix a sumo wrestler with more than 900 pounds of armor on the top of the cage!

how did you do that?

"Da da da~"

The referee hurried up and stood outside the octagonal cage: "Mr. Lin, the boxing match must be terminated, please let us in, we have to put him down."

Lin Feng said without looking, "No need, he can't fall."

The angle at which the four arrows were shot was perfect, and they stuck him on the top of the cage.

If you don't even have this grasp, how dare you call it archery?

Without waiting for the referee to speak, Lin Feng looked at the nine people: "Next, who?"

The nine were silent, and finally, Lucas got up and stepped forward.

He lost the previous contempt and pride on his face, standing in front of Lin Feng, his fists clenched together: "Lucas!"

"Lin Feng!" Lin Feng said, "Where's your weapon?"

Lucas shook his head and stretched out his fists: "This is my weapon."

"Courageous enough!"

Lin Feng didn't pull out the spear, he threw his right arm lightly, and raised a finger: "One punch, after one punch, you can still stand on the stage, I lose!"

"Humph!"

There was a flash of anger in Lucas' eyes, but he didn't dare to say harsh words.

Because Lin Feng is qualified to say such words.

"South African boxing will be shown all over the world!"

Lucas whispered to himself, stepping on the table with his feet lightly, and his figure showed a very rhythmic rhythm, slowly approaching Lin Feng.

Lin Feng remained motionless, his face was as still as water, only the war intent that occasionally flickered in his eyes let people know that he was holding back.

"Tap!"

Half a meter away, Lucas suddenly attacked.

He knew very well that Lin Feng dared to say such a big thing because he planned to end the second game in the shortest time.

In this case, his temptation to avoid and defend will be meaningless.

If he wants to win, it is almost impossible to defeat Lin Feng.

The only thing I can count on is to catch Lin Feng's punch.

As long as he catches it, all he needs to do is wait for Lin Feng to keep his promise.

One punch!

I just need to catch his punch!

I am Lucas, the winning streak king in the Wellcome underground boxing ring in South Africa!

A boxer who can break into the top ten even on Fight Island, will he be unable to catch a punch?

Lucas thinks he has a chance!

"Hoohoo!"

A punch hits, and the body moves with the fist, and the force skills are called the pinnacle!

This is a mature, stable fighter who has already figured out every part of his body.

They know how to deliver the most powerful punch!

He is forcing Lin Feng to fight him!

The effect of power is mutual.

As long as Lin Feng fights against him, even if Lin Feng's strength is several times greater than his, but as long as he fights, he will lose, but if he just catches this punch, he has a chance!

Lucas let go of all defensive punches and slammed it desperately.

At this moment, there is only this punch on the ring, and everyone's focus is on this punch.

At this moment, Lin Feng moved.

The left leg stepped back half a step, Genting Qixing bent his knees down, his right leg remained motionless, his hands drooped naturally, and then he clenched his fist and hugged it lightly around his waist, with the heart of the fist forward.

Seeing that Lucas punched, Lin Feng's bent knee suddenly shook.

An energy surged up from the roots of the legs, reached the waist and abdomen, reached the shoulders and arms, and penetrated through the right arm, gathering the punches.

"call!"

With a punch, the white wide-sleeved hunting sounded, and the fist came out from the sleeve, like a dragon, like a vajra, and smashed into Lucas's fist.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and time seemed to stand still.

The desperate look on Lucas's face was instantly crushed, showing pain.

His right arm curved in a thrilling arc, and the clenched fist immediately released, his five fingers shrugged and lifted off the ground at the same time as his body, and took off three meters and fell to the ground with a "bang".

He gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, but his body couldn't help shaking, and big drops of sweat rolled down.

He wanted to crawl, but he lost his strength under this punch and couldn't get up, but he still asked, "What kind of punch is this?"

"Xingyi Cannon Fist!" An old man in the audience had bright eyes.

The old man beside him shook his head: "It's the Shaolin Bamen Paoquan. If it was Xingyi Paoquan, he would be dead now."

"Eight Cannon Fist?" The old man was taken aback: "He also understands such an unpopular boxing technique?"

"Yeah." The long-bearded old man stroked his beard and said, "The eight-door artillery punches are strictly offensive and defensive, and the Xingyi artillery punches can only attack but not defend. If you punch down, either the opponent will die, or they will die together. There is no third outcome. This Lin Feng is still in his heart. Kind, I can't bear to see my body die. It's good to have martial arts and virtue, it's really good."

Lin Feng stood up with his fists closed, and said lightly, "Three fists of the flash cannon in the King Kong suit, and the eight fists of the cannon are in a hurry. These fists are collectively called Chinese martial arts!"

"National Art..."

Lucas's mind was suddenly, is this the power of Daxia's national art?

"tread!"

"tread!"

As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, two rapid sounds came from the left rear.

Listening to the six roads, seeing all directions.

Lin Feng noticed it instantly, and without turning his head, his waist twisted, his head was walking like a whip, and his right leg rolled out.

"Clap!"

With two consecutive kicks, the two figures retreated almost at the same time.

Lin Feng was a little surprised when he saw who was coming.

It turned out that two people shot at the same time.

The two are Blackwater head coach Andrew and Jakarta's Iko.

The two also looked at each other, frowning at each other.

They knew very well that if they wanted to defeat Lin Feng, it was almost impossible to just rely on normal means.

The easiest way is to rush up immediately after he finishes a fight and attack him with a sneak attack.

But he wasn't the only one who thought so.

So there was a two-on-one scene.

The two looked at the referee offstage with some uncertainty, and the referee was also confused.

Lin Feng smiled, brushed his hands, slightly bent his palms, and ticked at them: "Come!"

"Can you play two to one?"

"Damn, this is against the rules, right?"

[Duck King]: The rule of Fighting Island is that there are no rules... Two dozen counts as a hair? Just let them go together, who am I afraid of?

Zhang Kai frowned: "Is this okay?"

Yan Pengdao: "Lin Feng doesn't mind, then there's no problem. And to be honest, although the referee didn't explicitly say that several can be played one by one, I guess that's what it means to put them all in the octagonal cage. It's normal. This situation will not happen next. After all, it is not bad to be able to fight against Lin Feng. Boxers of this height are dignified and disdain to join forces with others. But..."

But this time, there seems to be a problem.

The two were a little confused at first, but Lin Feng didn't mind, and neither of them had any intention of quitting.

"Andrew." Andrew stood with his legs closed and nodded slightly.

"Iko." The latter was very short, standing next to Andrew, just looking at the back like a father and son.

Andrew had a dogleg knife, a Mitsubishi bayonet and a short dagger pinned to his waist.

The blood groove of each blade is extremely deep. Once it is stabbed by such a blade, the blood of the wound will not stop and will continue to flow until it dries up.

Ike only has a medium and long knife on his body, which looks like a mountain.

The tiger's finger is sharp in both hands, and the tiger's finger is sharp, and it punches down with a hook, just like the claws of a tiger and a lion.

"Shh!"

Yi Ke was the first to move. His pace was nimble and his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he was already half a meter away from Lin Feng.

The fist with tiger fingers swept in, the speed of the fist was very fast, and at the same time, it was accompanied by his movements, making people uncertain about his movements.

Andrew attacked from the other side, stabbing Lin Feng in the waist with the bayonet in his hand.

One left and one right, almost blocked Lin Feng's way.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and slapped Yike's fist away, raised his leg and bent his knees, his calf like a whip, and firmly kicked Andrew's wrist.

Andrew's reaction was half a beat. He didn't expect Lin Feng's change, and the bayonet was kicked several meters away.

"Clap clap clap!"

Using both fists and feet, Ike attacked a vicious wolf constantly, leaving room for defense.

"Bancasila?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and was slightly startled when he saw Yi Ke's punches.

"drink!"

With a loud shout, Yi Ke was evaded by Lin Feng's head, almost immediately turning his fist into an elbow and hitting Lin Feng's shoulder.

Seeing his elbow on Lin Feng's shoulder, Yi Ke was overjoyed.

For the first time, Lin Feng was hit!

Hit me!

But immediately, he realized something was wrong.

Lin Feng, who was hit by the elbow, was like a ball of cotton, and there was no feedback of hitting.

He watched as his elbow slipped away from Lin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Feng quickly took a few steps back, looked at Yi Ke, who had recovered his calmness, and casually wiped the dust-free shoulder, and said, "Bancasila, amazing."

Looking at Andrew again, this guy stabbed him from the very beginning, and at other times he basically just didn't follow suit, like an assassin lurking aside, waiting for Lin Feng's chance to reveal his flaws and give him a mortal blow.

This is a sinister guy.

"Bancasila?" Yan Peng's eyelids jumped.

Jiang Hai asked: "What is Bancasila?"

Yan Pengdao: "Yinni is an ancient boxing method, which is similar to ancient Muay Thai. But it is faster than ancient Muay Thai. Every move is developed to kill people. Like Muay Thai, this type of boxing requires high physical fitness and is almost abnormal.”

Zhou Lingling said: "Well, it's really fast, I just felt that my eyes couldn't see it."

"And the moves are very fast." Yan Peng said: "Bancasila has no fixed moves, and actual combat experience is very important. The rich actual combat allows them to predict the opponent's moves in advance, even if they can't predict it, they will not be able to. Through his own experience, he can give the same reaction at the moment when the opponent avoids changing moves. So you look closely, just now Yi Ke and Lin Feng fought, Lin Feng was pressed and beat by Yi Ke almost all the way, even he did not The way to interrupt Iko's attack rhythm."

"I thought Ike was just a relatively good boxer from Yinni. It seems that he underestimated him. If he can train Bancasira to this level, I am afraid there are at least hundreds of fights he has fought."

"If Lin Feng is brought into his rhythm, he will be very aggrieved, because he can't use his strength, he will not give Lin Feng any chance to prepare to accumulate strength. Faced with this kind of person, the martial arts can hardly be used. Fight him with modern fighting, but Lin Feng's modern fighting seems to be very ordinary."

He hardly saw how Lin Feng used modern fighting skills.

Andrew also found out that he felt that his luck was really good, and he even met a boxer who trained in Casilla.

As long as he can delay Lin Feng's rhythm, all he needs to do is to find the right opportunity and stab it out.

"Bancasila..."

Lin Feng is no stranger to this somewhat unpopular boxing technique, he glanced at the red ying spear standing in the distance.

Seemingly aware of his thoughts, Ike took a breath and pounced on it again.

"Shh!"

He took out the knife and swept towards Lin Feng's calf.

Just as Lin Feng retracted his legs, he rolled on the ground and twisted his legs towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng retreated again, and Yi Ke stood up on the spot, a volley sweeping and killing, forcing Lin Feng to retreat step by step.

Andrew looked at the opportunity, pulled out the Nibel dogleg knife, approached silently, and stabbed Lin Feng's thigh at a very tricky angle.

Lin Feng continued to dodge, dodging easily.

He seemed to be retreating step by step, but his steps were not chaotic at all.

It seems to be led by Yi Ke, but in fact it is pulling Yi Ke.

Ike has discovered that no matter how fast his fists and knives are, he can't touch Lin Feng at all.

Andrew also found out, otherwise, he would not have forcibly shot without Lin Feng's flaws.

"You can't let him have a gun!" Andrew suddenly shouted, and Iko naturally knew.

But the problem now is that they can't even touch the corner of Lin Feng's clothes.

His body, Bancasira, has nowhere to show.

"Lin Feng, fight me head-on!" The taciturn Ike suddenly roared, as if trying to anger Lin Feng in this way.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng suddenly stopped and nodded, "Okay."

Yi Ke was in shock and looked at Lin Feng who was motionless. This was the best chance, but he was worried about cheating.

"superior!"

Andrew shouted loudly on the side, slashing flatly.

Ike didn't care about a lot. The strength gap between the two sides was too big. He felt that Lin Feng didn't need to play with them at all.

Ike slashed diagonally, and the two of them slashed at the same time, blocking all his routes.

Lin Feng didn't retreat but advanced, two punches slammed, and the speed of the first attack was lightning fast.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed on the blade, letting them release their hands instantly.

The two knives landed, and Lin Feng picked them up. When they reacted, the two knives had already fallen into Lin Feng's hands.

"Take it!"

Lin Feng grabbed the knife with his backhand and stuffed it directly into their arms.

Just as the two were about to retreat, Lin Feng had already let go, the blade between them.

Lin Feng turned his palms into fists, and punched his fists with strength. The sound of "clang" clinged to the blade of the blade, and the force was unabated, and the blade fell on the chest of the two.

"Clap!"

Two knives were attached to their chests, and beyond the blade was Lin Feng's fist.

next second.

"Crack!"

"Bang!"

The fists exerted their strength, the blades broke neatly, and the two people spit blood and flew to the ground.

Looking at the broken knife in front of them, the fracture was flat, and the two of them just wanted to get up, but felt a burning pain in their chests.

At least two bones were broken.

They clutched their chests, struggled to get up, and left without looking back.

It is not his opponent to join forces, and it is self-inflicted to fight again.

Lin Feng turned and walked towards the Hongying Spear, without turning his head, "Next."

"How do you fight this?"

"It's too strong. With one enemy and two, there is no chance of winning."

"Isn't that what Bancasila is very powerful? Why did you lose so badly?"

"Bancasila is amazing, but I'm not afraid to beat Brother Ling personally."

"He makes him strong, and the breeze blows the hills!"

Su Tianyang looked at Lin Feng and was about to get up when the handsome man beside him stood up and walked towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng heard footsteps, but did not look back.

Just as he was about to reach the gun, the footsteps behind him suddenly became rapid.

Alexei hurried over, and with his lowered right hand, a dagger slipped from his cuff, approaching Lin Feng for a moment, the dagger in his hand, and slashed towards the back of Lin Feng's neck.

"Shh!"

A cold light lit up, Lin Feng stepped forward quickly, and the knife almost touched Lin Feng's skin.

Alexei's face was cold, he didn't say a word, he missed with a knife, and kicked his right foot to his lower third.

Look closely, there is a sharp blade on the toe.

Lin Feng raised his leg and kicked down, just in time his legs stretched out and stepped on his vamp.

This kick made Alexei's body unbalanced and fell forward. He directly wrapped his hands around Lin Feng's waist, with a thin steel cable between his hands, from the waist up, trying to restrain Lin Feng's neck.

This set of movements is smooth, even if the body is out of balance, it can still make this response.

What an excellent KGB!

Lin Feng secretly praised it, but also wondered how many killer weapons this guy had hidden all over his body?

Alexei's heart was calm, and he actually let him hug him?

Just hold on, basically, it's over.

As an excellent KGB, Alexei is proficient in all kinds of killing methods. Even the most common tool can become a deadly weapon in his hands!

The thin iron rope quickly moved up, and it was about to wrap around Lin Feng's neck, but it suddenly stopped.

Lin Feng propped up his arms, his chest and abdomen stretched forward, and the rope was stuck.

Alexey didn't try, he just gave up, flicked his finger on the sleeve, and a long needle was added, and he was about to pierce Lin Feng.

"Snapped!"

Lin Feng grabbed his hand, and his voice sounded: "You are an excellent agent."

After speaking, his right hand exerted force, and one fell over his shoulder, and with a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground.

Almost at the same time, his right foot kicked his head violently, and Alexei rolled his eyes and fainted.

Lin Feng didn't even look at it, just kicked him casually, his body rubbed more than ten meters on the ring, and stopped just after hitting the edge of the octagonal cage.

No matter how good an agent is, they are just agents.

Lin Feng took a few steps forward, reached out and grabbed the spear, but did not pull it out.

He looked at the last five people: "It seems that this gun can't be pulled out today."

He is somewhat regretful.

"I come!"

Su Tianyang didn't hesitate, jumped up and came quickly...  

Standing in front of Lin Feng, he clasped his fists and said, "Xishan Xingyiquan, Su Tianyang!"

"Lin Feng."

Lin Feng released his spear, clasped his fists slightly, and looked at Su Tianyang with interest.

It finally came.

Xingyiquan heirs, I don't know how.

"Heavenly support is not enough." The old man under the stage shook his head.

"It's too far off."

"It's better to have more experience."

They know Su Tianyang too well, and they are indeed not weak in kung fu, but it depends on who it is.

For Lin Feng, he has no chance of winning.

Lin Feng doesn't use a gun, they seem too normal.

If you use a gun, it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Lin Feng, draw your gun!"

"Make a move." Lin Feng ignored his request.

"You will draw the gun!"

Su Tianyang didn't want to win today, he just wanted to force Lin Feng to draw his gun.

"Boom!"

After two steps, Su Tianyang quickly approached, stepped forward to push his elbow, and smashed at Lin Feng.

"Dragon shape?"

Lin Feng's eyes were rarely bright, and just by looking at it, he knew that Su Tianyang was indeed a man of kung fu.

The shape of this fist is like subduing a dragon, it has the shape of a dragon falling to the sky, and it also has the method of searching bones. It is exactly the Xingyiquan dragon walker!

"Good come!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, started three body, twisted his left toe out, stepped forward, bowed his feet, split fists with both hands, dived like a dragon.

To shape, to shape!

"Xingyiquan?"

The old man in the audience was amazed: "He also understands the shape and meaning?"

"It can be seen from this hand that the foundation is very solid, and the dragon shape in one hand has a bit more charm than Tian Yang."

...

Xingyiquan?

Su Tianyang watched Lin Feng also come with this punch, his heart was slightly startled, and he didn't dare to relax.

The so-called shape and meaning, there are twelve shapes, dragons, tigers, monkeys and horses...

And based on the Five Elements Boxing and the Twelve Shape Boxing, all the routines are based on the five characters of split, collapse, drill, gun, and horizontal.

If you lay a solid foundation, you can use it infinitely.

"Bang!"

The two fists intersected, and Lin Feng's palm grabbed and twitched on his wrist, like a dragon feast clinging to his body, making him a burst of strength.

"withdraw!"

Su Tianyang drank lightly, changed his fist to chopping, and the wind of his palm came like a knife.

In Lin Feng's eyes, there is praise. Su Tianyang has already entered the room with a body of Xingyiquan, but what he lacks is actual combat experience.

He is not in a hurry to defeat it, otherwise, with just one punch, he can easily break open the door and blast him back three meters away.

But Su Tianyang was more and more anxious, Lin Feng was simply an airtight wall, no matter how powerful his fists and feet were, the fall would be easily resolved, and he couldn't break the slightest bit.

He gritted his teeth and pursed his lips tightly. Seeing Lin Feng's progress, his eyes flickered, and a bold idea gradually took shape in his heart.

He subconsciously glanced at the audience, and when he saw the master and the elders looking calmly, his heart suddenly froze.

"Bang!"

With a punch, he jumped and stepped back half a step.

"You'll have a gun!"

Su Tianyang snorted, then his tongue was on his forehead, his jaw was closed, his feet were standing like roots, his left leg was slightly tilted by half an inch, his upper body was as straight as loose, his left fist was pressed against his waist, and his right fist was closed behind his waist. .

The whole body is like a whole body, like a long dragon rushing to the sky, a force of strength is sent from the heel, and all the right fists come together.

Taichung's momentum was sullen, as if there were dark clouds over the top, and Su Tianyang was the golden dragon who wanted to soar into the sky.

Anyone can detect this change in momentum.

When the old people in the audience saw this, they immediately stood up from their seats and shouted loudly.

"stop!"

"No!"

Liang Bin immediately slapped the ground, shouted Su Tianyang's name, and rushed up.

But, it's too late.

"boom!"

A punch like a dragon, bombarded!

Fighting like a ferocious beast, shrinking its claws and teeth, gnashing its teeth in anger, there is a thunderous potential!

Xingyiquan taboo, half-step collapse fist!

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his face became angry.

In the face of this half-step collapse fist, without retreating or evading, one punch hits the body!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, like a thunder blasting in the ring.

A figure flew upside down from the place where they fought, it was Su Tianyang.

He was in the air, and the blood spurted like a column. He looked at Ito Maru, who was fixed on the top of the cage. There was only one thought in his heart, I lost.

Performed a half-step collapse fist, still lost.

Lost so completely, so miserably.

On the table under Lin Feng and his original feet, there were actually two and a half-meter-sized pits.

That was the damage caused by the reverse thrust under the collision between the two fists.

And the explosion-like sound just now made the entire boxing ring quiet.

The shocked faces of the audience in the infield turned pale.

The audience of more than 200 million, watching this scene at this moment, looked at the destroyed place in Taichung in disbelief.

Just now, what happened?

Humans can produce such terrifying power?

But at this moment, seeing that Su Tianyang was about to land, Lin Feng stepped on seven stars from the ring.

With his right hand, he grabbed the collar of Su Tianyang, who was flying upside down, and raised it high.

He looked extremely angry, stared at Su Tianyang in his hand, and reprimanded word by word: "Your master taught you Xingyi Quan, did he ever tell you that half-step collapse boxing cannot be used up and down the arena unless it is life and death. ?"

Since ancient times, there has been a half-step collapse fist to conquer the world.

Among Xingyi Boxing, the half-step collapse boxing and Xingyi Paoquan are the most important, which is why, even against Lucas, Lin Feng only used Shaolin Bamen Paoquan instead of Xingyi Paoquan.

Xingyi cannon, Lucas will die here today!

People who practice martial arts, especially Lin 3.6 Feng, who is proficient in hundreds of martial arts, can be called the master of martial arts, and knows more than anyone how powerful the martial arts is.

What is a master?

It's not a deep hatred, you can kill but not kill, click to stop, you can decide the winner!

If he only cared about himself and not others, none of the ten people present today would be able to leave the ring!

Half-step collapse fist, this is the ultimate move in the ultimate move, which is beyond the scope of exchange.

Since ancient times, before any disciple who worshipped Xingyi, the master would solemnly warn them before practicing boxing.

Regardless of whether the arena is up or down, unless it is a place of life and death, it is absolutely not allowed to cast a half-step collapse fist on anyone!

This is a forbidden boxing technique!

Even if it is a terrifying weight like Ito Maru, with one punch, it will be instantly killed.

Gathering the strength of the whole body at one point, the collapse fist inspired by the artillery fist and the inch fist as one body, the power is like a bullet piercing the head.

"Bang!"

Lin Feng threw him hard under his feet.

"Snapped!"

Stepping on his face with one foot, Lin Feng's anger continued: "Your master didn't teach you, I'll teach you today!"

"Lin Feng, he has already lost, let him go and fight me!"

Liang Bin came to him, holding a nine-ring saber, and shouted loudly.

The old man in the audience hesitated, but in the end he said nothing.

This is on the ring, not to mention that Su Tianyang made a mistake first, and what they said was inappropriate.

Today, Lin Feng deposed him, and they couldn't say anything.

"Bang!"

One kick kicked Su Tianyang to the edge of the ring, Lin Feng looked up at him: "Fight with you?"

Liang Bin clenched his sword and clasped his fists: "Hongjia Boxing Gym, Cai Lifo Boxing, Liang Bin!"

"Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng suppressed his anger and took the initiative this time.

Like a dragon under his feet, he came to him in a few steps.

Liang Bin was slightly startled, what a fast speed!

He swept with his knife, trying to distance himself.

But Lin Feng kicked the knife in the face.

"Bang dang!" With a sound, the nine-ring knife flew out.

At this moment, he finally understood how condensed Lin Feng's strength was, and why those people's knives or daggers were unstable.

Without the knife, looking at Lin Feng who was moving forward without the slightest holding back, Liang Bin clenched his back molars, knowing that victory or defeat was only a thin line.

He let out a low drink, his fists drooped lightly, and then clenched them tightly, his eyes focused, and his aura rose with him, and a punch was now thrown!

The Seven Fists of the Southern School! Iron Arrow takes the lead! Lunge vigorously! There is no precedent for me!

Liang Bin stepped forward and bowed, and his right fist smashed at Lin Feng with the momentum of wind and thunder: "Thirty-one years of hard work! Cai Lifo! Iron Arrow Fist!"

"Good come!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly and turned his palms into fists to greet him.

"Bang!"

When the two fists collided, Liang Bin felt an irresistible force running through his body along the peak of the fist, and his legs fell frantically.

After retreating more than ten meters and hitting the octagonal cage, this force was not completely dissipated.

His chest heaved for a while, his face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Lin Feng looked blankly at Su Tianyang who was in a coma in the distance, then looked at him again, as if he recognized him, and said lightly: "Cai Lifo, Iron Arrow Fist, not bad."

Then swept to the last three: "Who is coming?"

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[The second is estimated to be until the early morning... ask for a ticket].