With this impatience, although the aura of the thin dog became a little confused, his attacks became more ruthless. He gritted his teeth, stared at the dog-like eyes, and stared at Ling Shaofeng.
And Ling Shaofeng no longer just defends and dodges, huh, next, it's his turn to practice hard.
"Brother, hold on, you still have four minutes." The man next to him looked at his watch and shouted at the thin dog. He also waved to him, as if to say: "Brother, come on, I support you."
But Bald Liu was still sitting aside with his eyes closed. He was not worried at all. Skinny Gou had been following him for so long, and he knew his strength very well. Although the fight was not very smooth, Bald Liu believed that when ten minutes were up, Ling Shaofeng would
He will definitely become a dead man.
However, Ma Ganer and Shitou's hearts were raised tightly, and they were both sweating for Ling Shaofeng.
While the thin dog was staring at Ling Shaofeng, Ling Shaofeng's heart was very stable. He stepped firmly on the ground with both feet, quietly adjusting his breath and gathering strength. Then he slowly closed his eyes,
He quietly inhaled and exhaled, mobilized all the breaths in his body, and then gathered them into one of his arms.
When all the breath was concentrated on Ling Shaofeng's right arm, his arm slowly swelled up, as if the muscles in his arm were being stretched by the breath.
"Come on, grandson." After Ling Shaofeng used his energy, he hooked his fingers towards the thin dog. The thin dog was enraged by Ling Shaofeng's action, and then he fiercely pounced on him with his dog beating stick.
Shougou was already prepared. He knew that Ling Shaofeng would no longer defend but would take the initiative to attack. However, he did not expect that when Shougou's dog-beating stick was about to reach Ling Shaofeng, Ling Shaofeng still did not move.
"Bang..." There was a muffled sound, and the dog-beating stick hit Ling Shaofeng's right arm hard. To be precise, the dog-beating stick was going to hit Ling Shaofeng's head, and Ling Shaofeng suddenly stretched out his right arm.
Blocking his head, the stick hit his arm.
"Good job, brother, hahaha..." Biangua laughed when he heard the muffled sound. The stick finally hit Ling Shaofeng. As long as it hits him, it will definitely kill him.
He was beaten half to death. Biangua was very aware of the power of this dog-beating stick.
Hearing the muffled sound, Ma Gan'er and Shitou were startled, couldn't they? Brother Shaofeng was hit by him?
Bald Liu also opened his eyes. He didn't need to look. Just by the sound just now, he knew that this stick would not kill Ling Shaofeng, but would beat him half to death.
The thin dog hit Ling Shaofeng so many times before, but this time it finally hit him.
But immediately, everyone who looked at Ling Shaofeng, including the younger brothers, Biangua, Ma Ganer, Shitou, and Bald Liu, were all dumbfounded.
No, even Shougou himself was a little dumbfounded.
The scene in front of them was beyond everyone's expectation.
The dog-beating stick did hit Ling Shaofeng's right arm, but it didn't smash Ling Shaofeng half to death as everyone imagined. What they saw was that the dog-beating stick was broken.
Broken? Everyone’s pupils dilated a bit, and they could hardly believe what they saw.
Skinny Gou's dog-beating stick hit Ling Shaofeng's arm and broke into two pieces. One piece fell to the ground with a clatter, while the other was still held in Skinny Gou's hand.
But Ling Shaofeng's right arm was still in front of his head, his face unchanged and his heart not beating, as if the stick just now had not hit him at all.
The thin dog suddenly took two steps back. With wide, dog-like eyes, he looked at the half-broken dog-beating stick in his hand. He opened his mouth slightly and murmured: "I'll go to hell..."