Wan Zong jumped up from the ground and punched Lin Qiu.

But he was old after all, and was injured by Lin Qiu. Lin Qiu had already predicted his next move when he got up, so he easily avoided it and took his hand forward and pulled it hard.

Wan Zong walked forward a few steps, and his old face turned red.

"Who protectors, I'm behind you." Lin Qiu smiled slightly.

Wan Zong was first injured by a junior, but now he is playing with him in public, so he has lost all his face.

"Looking for death!" He turned around suddenly, and his fists hit Lin Qiu like a storm.

This set of boxing is a Fenglei Fist created by his Wanjia. As the name suggests, each punch has extremely strong internal force, which can form a kind of wind and thunder momentum in the air.

This punch was hit, and the entire ring whistled, and everyone in the audience could even hear the buzzing sound.

"Okay, beautifully played."

"The third outside door is indeed extraordinary. I can't even see where his fist is. It's hitting too fast."

"This set of boxing techniques is the real performance of the Ten Thousand Guardians. This kid is about to stop now."

The people from the Hidden Sect tried their best to cheer and raised the Wanzong to a new height.

Xiao Nan and Zuo Qi saw Wan Zong fight back in the VIP private room, and they also breathed easily.

Wan Zong is a master of R-level strength. Even if he is old, he is still R-level.

As long as he uses all his strength to deal with Lin Qiu, who only has S, it is more than enough, and the two of them will definitely not be worried.

However, everyone on Long Ying's side frowned. The sound of Wan Zong's punch was enough to scare anyone. Seeing Lin Qiu retreating step by step, they seemed to have no power to fight back at all, and everyone couldn't help but start to feel heartbroken for Lin Qiu.

Xiao Cheng was still dancing, but when he saw Wan Zong showing his power, he sat back honestly, staring at the ring without blinking.

"Old Chief, this Wan Zong has shown his power. Could it be that Lin Qiu really lost, right?" Minister Li asked.

Xiao Cheng shouted coldly: "Shut up, who wins and who loses is not sure. Until the last moment of the duel, no one knows who will really win."

Just when everyone was hoping for Wanzong, Wanzong on the stage was extremely shocked by Lin Qiu.

His boxing style is very powerful and powerful.

But he had hit hundreds of punches in total, and he still hadn't even touched the corner of Lin Qiu's clothes.

Every time he seemed to be trying to hit Lin Qiu, his opponent avoided at the critical moment.

And Wan Zong could see that Lin Qiu still retained some strength, and it seemed that he would wait for him to hit him, and he had the opportunity to avoid it in advance.

The more Wan Zong took action, the greater the doubts he felt, and the energy he consumed was getting bigger and bigger.

Although this set of fist hair is extremely powerful, it also requires a lot of internal force to support it.

If there is no huge internal force to exert, how could it be as powerful as wind and thunder?

Wan Zong’s boxing technique is mainly to solve Lin Qiu as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, Lin Qiu dragged him for almost two minutes and his physical strength was being seriously damaged.

Lin Qiu was calmly avoiding this time. He had experience in fighting against R-level experts, and his own strength was also SSSS, so he was easy to deal with elderly people like Wan Zong.

Every move of Wan Zong was predicted by Lin Qiu in advance, and he could avoid it calmly and even fight back.

But Lin Qiu knew that if he fought back, he might get entangled with the other party.

If the R-level strength is powerful, it is still terrible. Even if the opponent is old, Lin Qiu doesn't want to take this risk.

Anyway, there is only time, and Lin Qiu plans to use up all the energy of the Ten Thousand Sects first.

"Will you not be able to hit me faster? Come on, hit me in the face, right, right, just here, call me."

Lin Qiu pointed at his face and stepped back while provoking Wan Zong.

Wan Zong's fist swung hard with his energy, and he tried his best to hit Lin Qiu in the face.

But the fist is always a few centimeters away from the other party's face, and it is impossible to hit it at all.

Lin Qiu kept dodging: "Come on, hit me on the butt. Hurry up, kick me over and kick me away."

"Come on, aren't you going to kill me? I hit my chest, and I'll just hang up. Hurry up, use force, why don't you have the strength?"

"Why are you panting? Do you want to rest and fight? Don't be exhausted until you finish the fight."

Lin Qiu ran around the ring, luring Wan Zong to chase him constantly.

Five minutes passed, but Wan Zong still didn't even hit a corner of Lin Qiu's clothes, and he was so tired that he was as tired as a cow, and his sweat wet his clothes.

Even if the audience around him is stupid, they can see that it is not that Lin Qiu was beaten by Wan Zong and retreating step by step, but that Wan Zong was fooled by Lin Qiu like a monkey.

At first, people thought Lin Qiu might have been hit, so they kept touching their face or other parts of their body.

But later everyone discovered that Lin Qiu was not always hiding, and he suddenly changed his direction to the left and right sides of the Wanzong or directly behind him.

Either pat Wan Zong on the head or touch his face, and even once patted Wan Zong’s butt.

The disciples of the Hidden Sect who had been applauding for Wan Sect before were all depressed at this time, and all of them couldn't hold their faces.

The audience around also had their eyes flashing. Seeing that many businessmen who had originally depended on the Hidden Sect had some ideas at this time.

If a guardian can't even beat an unknown soldier from Long Ying, can the Hidden Sect really protect them?

There were many Rashomon people present. They thought of the threatening text message they received a few days ago, and the number of Rashomon companions was taken away by the fire. Many people began to be scared and even planned to find a way out.

There were three people sitting next to Liu Chong. They had sarcasticated Lin Qiu before, but at this time they had already handed Liu Chong a business card to make friends.

Xiao Cheng smiled proudly at Minister Li and said, "What did I say before? Don't draw conclusions until the last moment."

Minister Li was relieved at this time: "Of course we should be relieved if you always value people."

On the stage, Wan Zong is as angry as he should be.

He could already feel the eyes of the audience looking at him, and he must be full of disappointment and contempt.

But Lin Qiu jumped around in front of him, but he couldn't even hit him, and Wan Zong's lungs were about to explode.

"Wan Zong, what are you doing? Quickly solve him and don't be fooled by him. Are you a monkey?" Xiao Nan couldn't help but shout.

Wan Zong's face turned red, but Lin Qiu smiled in front of him and said, "Wang Guardian, you are old, and you should not have any breakthroughs in these years. The elderly should go back to retire and don't show their shame when they come out. You can't even step on my shadow, let alone hit me, you have already lost."

Wan Zong yelled in anger: "Lost to your grandma, bastard, I want your life."
Chapter completed!