On the ring, Zhi En was lying on the ground. There was a heartbreaking pain in his thigh. The pain almost pierced his heart. But he couldn't show it because there were so many people watching him.
Zhi En was crushed in the opponent's hands twice in a row. Zhi En was so shocked that he struggled to get up from the ground and then struggled to stand firm.
But as soon as he took a step, a sharp pain came from the root of his thigh, which made him take a breath. He looked at Li Xiaohu and said: "Very good, you angered me, you have to pay for it."
cost!"
"Stop bragging, you have already paid the price for your arrogance!" Li Xiaohu's black traditional martial arts costume looked very elegant. He put his left hand behind his back, and raised his fingers provocatively at the opponent with his right hand.
"Bastard!" Zhi En was angry, ignoring the pain in his feet, waving his fists, but a cunning look flashed in his eyes. The fist attack was fake, and the power in his feet was already brewing. Li Xiaohu frowned and greeted him again
He went up, but the opponent shook his fist, his legs were like sharp lightning, and kicked several times in succession, and the whole person almost flew into the air.
Li Xiaohu secretly screamed something bad. He just thought that the opponent would attack with fists, but he didn't expect that the opponent would be so cunning. Fortunately, Li Xiaohu reacted in time, and his fist turned into a palm, and he deflected the opponent's two horizontal kicks in a row.
, but the third time he hit Li Xiaohu hard on the chest.
Phew...
Li Xiaohu was directly kicked out by Zhi En's leg. Zhi En's strength is so great. With one kick, he can break earthen pots, split wood, and bend iron plates. Fortunately, Zhi En's three consecutive attacks
Two attacks were blocked by Li Xiaohu. As the saying goes, one attack will be weak, and the other will be exhausted. Therefore, the strength of the third wave of attacks was not as powerful as the previous two waves. Although Li Xiaohu was kicked away and vomited blood, he did not
How much damage he suffered, not to mention that he had been training in Afghanistan for many years, how could he not be able to withstand this kind of attack?
"Xiaohu..." Everyone stood up on the audience stage. The girls turned pale with fright. The kick Zhien had just kicked Li Xiaohu felt like it had been kicked in his own heart, causing heart-wrenching pain.
Huang Bing'er was also frightened, and immediately stood up, raising her head, trying to see clearly what was going on with Li Xiaohu on the ring. Chen Lin in the corner was so frightened that she stopped crying and looked at the ring with tearful eyes.
