No answer.
But compared to the teacher's long speech.
One gesture from her was enough to crush the other party's arrogance!
Dowell was stunned and laughed and scolded: "Damn, this pretty boy is a bit crazy."
Ying Shi looked at the person on the stage, and for some reason he frowned again, his face turning pale, as if he was remembering a nightmare that had been haunting him for days.
this person…
Without waiting for them to communicate more in the audience.
The teacher on the stage couldn't bear it anymore and punched Qiao Nian in the face.
Qiao Nian sneered and quickly dodged.
"A mere trifle!" The instructor swept over with his long leg. It was his best way to attack the other person's chassis, which helped him to have outstanding strength among the instructors.
The moment his long legs swept over, Qiao Nian bent his waist at an impossible angle, narrowly avoiding the sweeping wind from his legs, then stretched out his hands, clenched his fists and punched at the opponent's wide-open chest.
"boom!"
The instructor had no time to dodge and was hit by two punches. His ribs on both sides of his armpits immediately felt unbearable pain. He covered the place where he was hit and took two steps back.
Qiao Nian didn't give him a chance to dodge and instead kicked him several times. His kicks were sharp and fierce, and he was even more powerful than him.
The arena was only an inch in size, surrounded by rope knots to prevent people from falling off. They could only fight in this small space.
The two men were very close to each other, and every punch they exchanged was a killing move, like in close combat.
Qiao Nian is even more proficient in dark fighting techniques, not giving his opponent the opportunity to use his height advantage to crush him.
The two sides fought back and forth.
Just when the teacher was not willing to take it lightly and was fully prepared to deal with it.
Qiao Nian grabbed him with his hands, and before he could dodge, he kicked him sideways on the kneecap, the most vulnerable part of the human body. "You—" The instructor was horrified, and before he could say anything, he was kicked in the kneecap, his left leg bent, and he knelt uncontrollably on the ground.
His face suddenly changed, and he raised his head as if he had seen a ghost and looked at the little man whom he had looked down upon before. He gritted his teeth and tried to stand up.
It seemed as if Qiao Nian knew what he was planning. While he was punching out to gain a chance to stand up, Qiao Nian grabbed his opponent's fist and gave it a hard kick, with a cracking sound.
The teacher was a patient person. Even when his left wrist bone was broken, his face was as pale as paper and he cried out in pain.
"Ah! My hand!"
He was now half-kneeling on the ground, his left hand was twisted behind his back, his arm was bent like a spiral, he was sweating from the pain, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the person who was holding him without blinking.
“Let go, let go!”
Qiao Nian put more strength in his hands and asked nonchalantly, "Do you admit defeat?"
The teacher suddenly looked over angrily: "You did it on purpose!"
Qiao Nian's men exerted more force, and the opponent's face immediately twisted in pain.
She looked down at him, "What do you mean by intentional? You said that unless you admit defeat in the ring, you will either die or not. I am asking you now, do you admit defeat? If you do, I will let you go. Otherwise, I will have to continue..."
"you-"
Qiao Nian lowered his arm again: "Do you admit defeat? Do you accept it?"
"Ah—" The instructor's heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the arena.
Ying Shi, Dowell and the others did not speak. The whole place was silent except for the sound of the winter wind. The warm sun was shining overhead, but no one present felt the warmth of the sun. They only felt a hissing pain in their left hand, as if it was their hand that was grabbed and crippled...
Dowell swallowed his saliva for a long time and turned back dryly: "Who the hell is this?" (End of this chapter)