boom!
The iron fists of the two slammed into each other fiercely, and the audience instantly became silent, and the needle drop was audible.
Everyone is staring at the two players in the bucket, No. 77 and No. 72. Chu Feng looked very delicate and well-proportioned. Not like a fierce boxer, but like a gentle white-robed general.
The sum of Chu Feng's current physical strength and cultivation base strength is about 420,000 jin.
With this punch, he did not save his hand, but did his best.
The newly-understood Hunyuan power and heavy energy were also displayed by him.
The power of 420,000 catties directly doubled to a terrifying 840,000 catties.
The seemingly Kong Wu, mighty opponent, was punched by him and directly blasted back four or five steps. Chu Feng won't forgive others, since it is a life-and-death battle, he must not keep his hands.
Immediately, like evil maggots eroding bones, they stepped on their footwork, and then blasted out with a punch.
The contemptuous expression on No. 72's face has disappeared. Instead, there was a look of horror, and there was even a trace of panic and brutality in the fierce eyes.
"Go away!"
With a roar, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked it towards Chu Feng.
Fists are two doors, all relying on the legs to hit people.
The power of the legs far exceeds that of the fists. The strength of a human leg is almost twice that of an arm.
If the No. 72 boxer kicked someone with his foot in other circumstances, he might be able to achieve good results. But right now, his figure is not stable, so he is fierce and kicks people.
It is simply seeking a dead end.
Chu Feng's footsteps were slightly wrong, his body turned like a top, not only easily avoided the opponent's forward kick, but also went around behind his opponent.
Fists again and blasted at the enemy.
Since Chu Feng's fist technique was only the simplest and direct collapse of fist, it was fast and fierce. From condensing the fist to punching, it takes less than a blink of an eye.
At this time, the No. 72 boxer had already missed the opportunity, relying on his physical strength, reluctantly turned around to face Chu Feng's collapsed fist.
boom!
He punched again, and this time, the No. 72 boxer flew straight back.
Chu Feng's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward two steps abruptly, just like a kick.
The No. 72 boxer was in the air and had nowhere to take advantage. In a critical moment, he could barely resist with his arms.
boom!
"Click!"
The arm bone was directly kicked off by Chu Feng, and the whole person accelerated and flew back, with a bang, and slammed into the urn wall of the chamber.
Boxer No. 72 received heavy blows, spurting blood, fell to the ground, his body trembling constantly.
It seemed very painful.
Chu Feng was about to kill the killer and end the boxing match.
Unexpectedly, the No. 72 boxer suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtow to Chu Feng.
"No, don't kill me please, I can't help it. There is an old mother who is lying in bed at home." The iron man like boxer No. 72 suddenly knelt to Chu Feng and begged for mercy.
This made Chu Feng hesitate for a while, he was not a murderous demon.
Although he has killed countless people, he is very kind in nature. In this situation, he can't do anything.
"Forget it, I will fight another life-and-death battle!" If Chu Feng doesn't kill him, this life-and-death battle will be nothing.
Without any reward, I can only find another person to kill again.
Just when he softened his heart and turned his head to look at the door of the chamber.
Boxer No. 72 suddenly jumped from the ground, and a black fist slammed into Chu Feng's back.
Although it was just an ordinary black tiger digging his heart, but with this person's powerful strength, Chu Feng would be seriously injured if he did not die.
At the moment of danger, Chu Feng's training footwork played an unimaginable huge role. He stepped on it and immediately floated forward. Only then escaped the opponent's sneak attack.
"If you fight a snake if you don't die, you'll be injured! I'm too kind!"
Chu Feng didn't show any mercy this time, and slammed his hand cruelly, fisting like a dragon. With just one punch, the already badly injured No. 72 boxer flew away.
Then the shadow followed, punched to the flesh, and killed the No. 72 boxer alive.
Through this battle, Chu Feng understood a truth.
In boxing, any match cannot be taken lightly until the final victory. Not to have the benevolence of women.
In the future, he will never relent in a life-and-death battle.
The body of Boxer No. 72 who was killed by him was quickly carried away.
"No. 77, you have won a game, you can choose to rest! You can also continue the game!"
"However, the opponents in the next match will no longer be new fighters, but veteran fighters. They are all powerful opponents who have experienced at least one round of life-and-death screening."
A guard next to Boss Han stood at the small door and asked for Chu Feng's opinion.
"I choose Lien Chan!"
Chu Feng won a game and his confidence doubled. He wanted to fight hard to see if he could be promoted to the Gladiator on the first day.
Soon, an old boxer, about fifty years old, walked in through the small door.
This old boxer also has only one number, number 24.
A higher number.
It is enough to show that this old man has fought many times in boxing.
For every ten defeats, there is a life-and-death battle.
The life-and-death battles and conventional battles experienced by the elderly are probably no less than a hundred. even more.
"Please enlighten me!" The old man was very polite to Chu Feng, clasped his fists, bowed and bowed.
"please!"
Out of the virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, Chu Feng also bowed his fists in return. Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, the old man launched an attack suddenly.
Regardless of the old man's age, but the strength is extremely terrifying, the speed of punching is as fast as lightning. The endless shadow of the boxing, like a violent storm, poured out on Chu Feng.
"Grass, why isn't there a serious person in boxing?"
Chu Feng secretly scolded the old man for being mean, and when he reacted, the old man's fists had already fallen on him.
Although Chu Feng tried his best to resist, the speed of the old man's punches was really terrifying.
It is estimated that it is an ordinary congenital realm, which is the speed of the old man.
As a result, Chu Feng paid for his carelessness, and without any suspense, he directly lost the second game.
"Young man, do you hate me so much? This is the rule of boxing. As long as you can win, you can use any trick. Of course, the most important thing is that you need to have that strength."
After the old man won a game, he smiled and talked to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng looked indifferent. Although he lost, he didn't have any complaints.
"Next time, I will try to defeat you!" After Chu Feng finished speaking, he walked out of the room, found a magic blood stone pier to sit down, and then began to heal and recover.
The magic blood stone pier was very good, and Chu Feng sat on it to heal his injuries, just as if he had eaten a good healing pill.
The injuries left by the battle just now are recovering at an astonishing speed.
After almost recovering from the injury, Chu Feng came off again.
In the battle against the 24th old man, he gained a lot and summed up a lot of combat experience.
This time, the opponent I met was No. 56, a sturdy middle-aged man. I thought the serial number was very late, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with.
Unexpectedly, after doing it, Chu Feng was once again at an absolute disadvantage.
The strength of this opponent is terrifying. Every punch is shot out like a cannon, exploding.
Chu Feng was almost completely defeated.
Obviously the strength of the two is similar, but the strength of each punch of the other party can explode. Chu Feng had never encountered such a thing.
Boxing is really a magical place, where masters gather and strangers come forth in large numbers.