(Severe pain in the cervical spine, I will rest for a day tomorrow to adjust, I will send you the third update the day after tomorrow, sorry 721!)
Xiao Dahu took a big step and came two feet in front of Mahan in the blink of an eye, staring at Mahan with extremely sharp eyes.
Ma Han gritted his back teeth and stared into Xiao Dahu's eyes without giving in. The two were quite different in height. Xiao Dahu looked down from a high position, and his aura was better than that of Ma Han. The contrast in figure and his confidence in his own hard work made him suddenly
Grinning, showing white teeth.
"I'm about to make a move, are you really not going to run?" Xiao Dahu suddenly became fluent in Chinese. Ma Han rolled his eyes at him and said: "You are like a bitch, you Liao people are like this."
Bird-like?"
Xiao Dahu roared angrily, and suddenly waved his arm like lightning, and hit Mahan's face with a fist like a small hammer. The onlookers panicked because they actually heard the sound of the wind, which was Xiao Dahu's fierce move.
The faint sound of wind and thunder brought by the punch shows how fast and powerful the punch is.
Everyone thought that Mahan would duck and dodge and stride around, but no one would believe that Mahan would really act like a fool and go head-to-head with such an iron fist.
But they all thought wrong!
Standing on the field was Mahan, a man who could eat four large bowls of rice and a dozen cakes in one meal! Ma Han had a temper as fierce as a rhinoceros, and a man who had no strength and never knew what fear was.
Seeing the opponent's fist instantly enlarged in his eyes, it was not unusual for the punch to hit his face, leaving a big hole in his face. Mahan gritted his teeth, strode his body, and let out a sound from his throat.
An angry shout: "I! cao! You! Mother!"
The whole audience was stunned!
They couldn't believe their eyes. Ma Han had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he raised his iron fist and struck Xiao Dahu's chin fiercely.
Click, poof!
Two strange noises resounded throughout the venue, and the two people on the court fell to the ground like two torn bags, splashing a cloud of dust.
Xiao Dahu's iron fist hit the bridge of Ma Han's nose, and the cracking sound of the broken nose bone was horrifying. Fortunately, Ma Han shook his head and relieved part of the force, so that the punch did not break his nose.
Use your eyes to make a big hole.
Even so, after the bridge of his nose was broken, Mahan's entire face turned into a big sugar cake. Tears and mucus mixed with turbulent blood surged out like a floodgate. He lay on the ground for only a short while, his head and face...
A stream of bright red blood flowed from the side.
Xiao Dahu also fell to the ground at the same time. Although Ma Han was stubborn, he was not a fool. He knew that the punch was difficult to resist, and he had a warning that he could not avoid it, so he adopted a lose-lose style of fighting.
At the same time that he was hit, Mahan's iron fist also hooked Xiao Dahu's chin with a sharp arc. Xiao Dahu could withstand Mahan's blow everywhere, and his muscles were tangled everywhere else, and his body was full of tangles.
Practicing kung fu can make the whole body as strong as steel; but all those who like to fight head-on know that they all have a common weakness, and that is the head.
Hitting the head, let alone the damage this punch can cause to the nose and eyes, the force of the shock to the brain is enough to knock someone unconscious or even kill them.
Xiao Dahu's confidence stems from his judgment of the situation. He is a head taller than his opponent. He can easily hit his opponent on the head, but his opponent cannot hit his face.
This is indeed the case. Mahan also wanted to hit his opponent's face with a fatal blow, but he couldn't reach it, so he could only retreat and hit his opponent's chin. This punch was equally fatal, as the chin connected the head and
The throat, and it is a movable bone, cannot withstand heavy blows.
That 'pop' sound was the blood that Xiao Dahu spurted out. The blood mist was mixed with a few tooth fragments and a small piece of the tip of his tongue. Xiao Dahu instinctively let out a howl, and suddenly he found that his cry had also become very loud.
Strangely, he suddenly found that his jaw could not move, and his mouth was crooked to the side, unable to close at all; the next moment, he fell to the ground with a crash.
The whole place was silent!
The fight between these two people was so brutal and bloody that it was unbearable to watch; it was like two wild beasts biting each other, without any skills at all. This kind of completely life-threatening fighting style was beyond everyone's imagination, and the scene was also simultaneous
He fell to the ground, unable to tell who was winning and who was losing.
"Stop!" Su Jin shouted.
Xiao Temo's face was ashen and he shouted loudly: "Are you going to admit defeat?"
Su Jin said: "Both of them fell to the ground at the same time and were severely injured. This is a no-win situation. This game is over. They must be lifted up and treated quickly to avoid losing their lives."
Xiao Temoha shouted: "No, whoever gets up first will be the winner. As a warrior, how can we end without deciding the outcome? This is not the style of our Daliao warriors."
Su Jin looked at the motionless Mahan on the ground, and felt tense in his heart. He raised his hands and said, "Okay, I will admit defeat in this round. Go to the Dynasty to carry Ma Han down and ask the doctor to treat him."
Xiao Temo laughed loudly and said: "You know what I'm doing, I'm afraid your people are dead, but mine are only slightly injured, so naturally we win."
Su Jin had no time to pay attention to him and ran towards Mahan in small steps. After running a few steps, he suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and saw Mahan lying on the ground squirming and groaning in pain. He slowly raised his body.
Climbed up.
Su Jin shouted: "Brother, don't move, I'll ask someone to lift you down."
Mahan lowered his head, half-kneeling on the ground, letting the blood trickle down to the ground. He waved his hand twice and said vaguely: "Master... don't come over here. If you touch... I
My body, I lost this competition..."
Su Jin shouted: "If you lose, you lose. I can't live without you as a good brother."
Mahan raised his face and bared his teeth in a smile. His face was covered in blood and flesh, and his upper lip was so sticky that he didn't know if the lip or flesh was still there. This smile revealed half of his white teeth, which looked creepy.
"Then my punch... wasn't in vain? Don't worry, I... can still hold on... 721." Before he could finish his words, his knees weakened and he fell to the ground again.
Su Jin stamped his feet anxiously and called Wang Chao: "Go, carry him down."
Wang Chao stood still and said: "Sir, Brother Mahan is right, you can't admit defeat like this."
Su Jin stamped his feet and said, "Are you confused? He is our brother, what is money?"
Chao Chao said: "Money is nothing, face cannot be lost." He turned to Mahan and shouted: "Brother Mahan, stand up and lie down on the ground like a coward? Get up and punch that bastard and send him back to grandma.
Home."
Mahan moved his body and struggled to get up again.
Xiao Te shouted anxiously: "Xiao Dahu, why are you still lying on the ground? Get up quickly. If you pretend to be dead again, I will ask someone to help you and chop you into big pieces to feed the dogs.
Get out of here."
Xiao Dahu also struggled to hold himself up and slowly climbed up.
Two bloody people, one with a messed up face, the other with a dislocated jaw, a broken tongue, and several missing teeth, actually stood up staggeringly.
Su Jin had no choice but to retreat to the table and stand, anxiously watching the situation on the field.
Ma Han sprayed blood and said with a vague smile: "That guy, did I ever run away? I kept my promise."
Xiao Dahu was speechless, but he stretched out his thumb and gestured towards Mahan, nodding his head repeatedly, his eyes full of approval and admiration.
Mahan laughed and said: "You are also a man. We have to decide the winner. I think you can't hold it anymore and give up."
Xiao Dahu shook his head repeatedly and his saliva and blood flew everywhere. He pointed at Ma Han and made gestures, which meant that it was Ma Han who gave up.
Mahan coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said loudly: "Then there is no other way, we have to do it again."
Xiao Dahu took a step forward and clenched his fist, indicating that he would accept the challenge.
Ma Han adjusted his breathing, then suddenly rushed forward, jumped up high, aimed his iron fist at Xiao Dahu's face and smashed it fiercely.
Xiao Dahu let out a strange cry and raised his fist to meet him. The two fists met in the air and made a clicking sound. It was obvious that someone's finger bone was broken.
Mahan was shocked, took a step back, then punched again, Xiao Dahu punched again, and the two of them punched one after another, and the punches were all fist-to-fist, and the sound of scratching could be heard endlessly, Ma Han was like
Ruo Crazy Tiger kept punching one after another without stopping. After the two fists collided more than ten times, both fists turned into bloody lumps.
Xiao Dahu could still hold on at first, but as Ma Han roared and punched, Xiao Dahu only felt that the bones in his hands were bursting one by one, and every time the fists met, it was heartbreaking; when Ma Han's first blow,
When the thirteen punches came down, Xiao Dahu would rather let his face receive the punch than stretch out his fist to touch Ma Han.
Ma Han's bloody fist hit Xiao Dahu's nose. Although the force was not great, it was enough to knock Xiao Dahu to the ground again.
Everyone looked at the scene on the field and was dumbfounded. Mahan was so brave and brave, it was simply unbelievable, and the other party was also a ruthless character. Both of them were also very magnanimous. When they greeted each other with fists,
The other fist has not moved at all. This is a tacit understanding between warriors. I only use this fist to fight fiercely to see who can hold on. Even if I am knocked down by you in the end, I will never move the other fist.
A good fist comes to take advantage. This is the warrior sentiment of respecting heroes and cherishing each other.
Of course, in other words, this is a stupid behavior, but this kind of stupidity makes people feel extremely admired from the bottom of their hearts.
As Xiao Dahu fell to the ground, the round ended with Su Jin's victory. The gong sounded, and Ma Han couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
Chao Chao quickly brought people up and carried the unconscious Mahan off the court. Someone quickly helped Mahan check the wound. The broken nose bone on his face was considered a minor injury. What was shocking was that all the joints of his right hand were broken.
It has been broken, and the white bones are exposed under the rolled flesh, which is unbearable to see.
"Hurry up and take him to the best orthopedic doctor in the capital. He must reconnect the bones piece by piece and use the best medicine to treat him. Don't care how much money you spend. Just save your nose and hands." Su Jin shouted anxiously.
Fu Bi said repeatedly: "Brother Xian, you stay here and keep an eye on me. I will send brother Mahan to find a doctor. The method of beating and setting bones by the imperial doctor Meng is unparalleled in the world. If others go, he may not be willing, but if I go, he will certainly do it."
Give me face."
Su Jin nodded and said: "Brother Lao Fu Fu."
Fu Bi waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient. Imperial Physician Meng's skills are superb. He can even cut off a finger if a bone is broken. As long as it doesn't take long, he can still survive."
A stone fell in Su Jin's heart. As long as he could save his nose and hands, even if his appearance would be affected in the future, it wouldn't be a big deal as a man. As long as he didn't leave any disabilities, he would be lucky.
Fu Bi turned around and ordered people to carry Ma Han away. Su Jin grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute, take that one over there too. He looks like this. If he is not cured, he will be dead."
Fu Bi glanced at Su Jin and said, "Brother Xian said yes, I will go and talk about it."
Fu Bi stepped forward and told the situation to Xiao Temo, who was ashen-faced. Xiao Temo said bitterly: "If you want to be treated, I'll take it to you. Let's make an agreement first. I don't have money to pay for medical treatment."
Fu Bi sighed and waved his hand. The brothers of the Xiao family were extremely grateful and quickly followed Fu Bi with the big tiger in their hands.
The field gradually became quiet, and everyone was still immersed in the fierce fight just now. Su Jin held his chin and was lost in thought for a while, and then turned his attention to Xiao Temo.
Xiao Temo couldn't avoid it and didn't know what to do. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Su Jin. Su Jin smiled slightly, stood up and walked towards Xiao Temo.