On stage.

Yang Xiaoman looked at Han Xu and gritted his teeth. Didn't Han Xu restrain Fang Ping?

Okay, if I cripple this guy today and make him unable to go on stage, there will be no restraint!

Although I don't want to admit it, Mowu is indeed the strongest and Fang Ping defeated Han Xu, so Fang Ping has a greater chance of winning.

After the referee finished speaking, Yang Xiaoman went straight to Han Xu.

Although Han Xu's eyes were severely swollen, he could still see a little.

Seeing that Yang Xiaoman was about to fight in close combat, Han Xu became furious.

Ever since he started fighting against the Wu Da Alliance, he had been beaten hard time and time again. Even if he was not weak, the fight was extremely difficult.

Although Fu Changding lost just now, his injuries were more serious than him.

But the other person hit him and his eyes were red and swollen. At this moment, Han Xu only felt the pain in his eyes and became more and more irritable.

Yang Xiaoman got close, but Han Xu didn't avoid it at all this time!

The next moment, Yang Xiaoman hit him directly in the face with his iron fist!

Han Xu became even more angry and ruthless. He grabbed Yang Xiaoman's fists with both hands. He mainly tempered the lower limb bones, which were tempered three times. It is not just weapons that can exert his strength!

Grasping Yang Xiaoman's fists hard, Han Xu used his legs and swept out hard with his right foot!

Yang Xiaoman was not afraid of him either, he raised his leg and kicked, not to defend, but to kick him in the lower body!

"asshole!"

The people in the audience at Jingwu couldn't help but curse, are all these women in Mowu so cruel?

Taking down Yindu has become a must-have move!

Han Xu was not so angry this time, and clamped his legs together, tightly clamping her legs!

He snorted softly, this trick worked on Wei Shujie, but not him.

It's not like he's blind, it's just that his vision is a little blurry.

While Han Xu was thinking about it, the hands and feet of the two of them were entangled together, and they were extremely far apart at this moment.

Yang Xiaoman didn't struggle too much, but at this moment, his head suddenly slammed forward!

"Bang!"

This one was extraordinarily loud!

Next, the two of them separated their hands and feet, and Yang Xiaoman moved a few steps unsteadily, with blood on his forehead.

Han Xu was even more unbearable and staggered to one side.

Lower level three, do not temper the skull!

Fu Changding had already punched him in the face several times, but Yang Xiaoman almost hit him with his head and killed him!

…

Off stage.

"Female warrior..."

Many people said something incomprehensible, female warriors are crazy, don't even think about marrying a female warrior!

Several instructors from Mowu on the second floor also looked shocked.

When did the girls in the team become so cruel?

Zhao Xuemei is cruel, they know it.

But Yang Xiaoman wasn't so cruel before, right?

This head-to-head collision was unambiguous. Han Xu felt uncomfortable, and so did Yang Xiaoman. Isn't this woman afraid of being disfigured?

…

Fang Ping, who was backstage, also shrank his neck and was a little embarrassed. He just asked this woman not to do this to him someday.

Obviously, Yang Xiaoman didn't just make a spur-of-the-moment idea and deliberately entangle the opponent's hands and feet just to wait for a while.

…

"The female team members of Mowu..."

"What a beautiful fight!" Before Liu Huarong finished speaking, Chen Xueyan added: "Female warriors are no weaker than men!"

Seeing her eagerness to try, Liu Huarong laughed dryly and carefully avoided her. Female warriors seemed to be crazy.

While everyone was talking, Yang Xiaoman woke up a little and ran towards Han Xu again!

Han Xu was feeling much better now, but he still had an unbearable headache.

The spear that he had just put down was held in his hand again. Han Xu no longer used the spear, twisted the long sword and stabbed Yang Xiaoman.

Yang Xiaoman did not give in at all!

He made fists with both hands, grabbed the sword directly, and allowed the force of the sword to penetrate. The tip of the sword pierced his shoulder. He came to Han Xu again, and his head was bumped forward again!

"Fuck me!"

Han Xu was so angry that he couldn't help but curse!

Is there anyone who plays games like this?

Isn't it Zhao Lei who knows Iron Tou Kung Fu?

You, Yang Xiaoman, are a woman, can you please stop doing this!

He was scolded, but Yang Xiaoman grabbed him with a sword, and his shoulder blades were injured, but he would not give him a chance to escape.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded again.

Han Xu couldn't hold it anymore this time, so he covered his head and stepped back. He was completely dizzy and his eyesight was completely lost.

There was more blood on Yang Xiaoman's forehead, and he looked a little ferocious.

This woman took the initiative and bumped her forehead against the opponent, but she was much more alert than Han Xu.

As soon as Han Xu retreated, Yang Xiaoman rushed forward like a tiger again!

Han Xu, who heard the noise, hurriedly retreated, but his eyesight was not good, and Yang Xiaoman chased him again soon!

This time Yang Xiaoman was even more ruthless. He stopped grabbing the sword and let the sword pierce his arm, before hitting his head again!

Han Xu almost went crazy and hurriedly threw his head back.

The next moment, Yang Xiaoman showed his true intention and kicked him very fast and violently in the lower part of his vagina!

"asshole!"

Han Xu quickly clamped his legs together and clamped her long legs, but he didn't know if it was too late or maybe he was kicked. A large amount of sweat oozed from Han Xu's head and mixed with blood rolled down his face.

Yang Xiaoman was not feeling well either. His shoulders were bleeding profusely, but he was still fierce. He grabbed his shoulders with both hands and hit him with his head again!

"Bang!"

The third time, their heads collided.

This time, Yang Xiaoman looked up and fell.

Han Xu staggered and rolled down from the edge of the ring. Except for the rise and fall of his chest, there was no movement at all.

…

"This... this game is unique..."

Liu Huarong said dryly, and then quickly said: "But the members of Mowu are really strong-willed. The girl Yang Xiaoman can fight even harder than the boys..."

He wanted to say cruelty, but it was hard to say that.

Chen Xuemei rarely showed a smile and said: "This is what female warriors are like. The female warriors of Mowu fought beautifully! Very cleanly!

Yang Xiaoman was no match for Han Xu, even though Han Xu had consumed a lot of energy and blood in the early stage.

But Yang Xiaoman's movements are not as fast as his, and he may not be able to consume more energy than him. Now Han Xu has been hit hard three times and his vagina has been injured. I think he may not be able to participate in tomorrow's game."

"Wei Shujie, Long Tao, and Han Xu can't compete. If Jingwu loses this time, will it still have the strength to face the Wuhan Alliance tomorrow?"

"The same goes for Mowu. Neither Zhao Xuemei nor Yang Xiaoman can participate in tomorrow's game. Fu Changding should be able to. If someone else is injured later, if Mowu loses, he may not be able to defeat the Wu Da Alliance, which still has second-grade warriors."

"This game has been full of ups and downs, and the Wuhan University League may not have a chance to turn around..."

"In the next round, Jingwu Fang Wenxiang will face Mowu Tang Songting."

…

Backstage, Fang Ping glanced at Yang Xiaoman who was being carried down, and he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Tang Songting was about to take the stage again. Fang Ping could only take care of it. After thinking about it, he said to the others: "Go and see Yang Xiaoman. These women are really..."

There is really nothing to say!
To be continued...