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189, In the octagonal cage, a bloody boy!(2/2)

There is only one chance!

In between lightning!

Qingchen carried Huang Zixian's punch on the cheek, and also hooked it out and hit the opponent's right rib.

The next second, he forced Huang Zixian to hit his left rib and punched him on the other party's cheek.

Although he does not have offensive and defensive skills, does not know how to control the attack rhythm, and does not even know how to fight a combination of punches, he has a life!

Moreover, his speed and strength are never worse than Huang Zixian.

After the two punches are swapped.

Huang Zixian retreated silently, and the two sides instantly opened the distance.

Qingchen smiled. Although blood flowed on his cheeks, he didn't delay his laughing brilliantly.

Outside the octagonal cage, Li Shutong also smiled with Qingchen. He understood that his student had already understood the essence of the battle.

Fighting life and death is never a time to care about gains and losses. It’s not just that you cut me with one knife, I cut you with one knife, and then say that this wave is not a loss.

Fighting life and death requires killing the other party at all costs. It doesn’t matter how much you are injured.

Outside the boxing ring, all the audience was in full swing. They didn't expect that Qingchen suddenly changed his style of playing, and this kind of fighting with injuries was the most ferocious and the most beautiful among black fists!

The next moment, Qingchen took the initiative to pounce on him, exposing his weakness to Huang Zixian without any scruples, while he himself entered a state of attacking but not defending.

He once said that if you can't be a god, then be a wild beast!

Huang Zixian's momentum was taken away for a moment, and like Qingchen at the beginning, he bent down slightly to protect the door and ribs with his arms.

Qing Chen was crazily hammering Huang Zixian's defense system. It has to be said that the other party's eyes could always predict his attack method through the gaps between his arms.

Then Huang Zixian will make corresponding posture adjustments and try to use his elbow to force Qingchen's fist.

This is a very terrible experience, and it is the experience accumulated by the other party in the boxing ring for more than ten years!

Huang Zixian's eyes were still calm.

Qingchen had already realized that Huang Zixian was waiting, waiting to find an opportunity to give himself a fatal blow.
Chapter completed!
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