Wang Xiaohu was shocked. He never thought that the other party would have such a move. However, after all, he had experienced various struggles, so how could he be easily hit? He twisted his body to the left and avoided Xu Hu's punch. His body exerted even more force, trying to get rid of Xu Hu's wrist. Xu Hu did not make things difficult for him and let go directly. Wang Xiaohu didn't have time to be surprised what was going on? He suddenly saw Xu Hu's body rotate, and then kicked him with a sweeping leg.

Wang Xiaohu was shocked. It was too late to retreat, so he could only resist with his arms. Xu Hu kicked Wang Xiaohu's arms so heavily. The huge force shocked Wang Xiaohu to retreat continuously. Without waiting for Wang Xiaohu to stop completely, Xu Hu's figure rushed over again. He directly smashed his left hook and smashed Wang Xiaohu's chin. Wang Xiaohu turned to the left, but Xu Hu suddenly turned his fist into a palm, grabbed Wang Xiaohu's shoulder, then pushed his right knee hard, and pressed heavily on Wang Xiaohu's lower abdomen. Then his body rotated again. A tiger swung his tail and kicked Wang Xiaohu heavily on his face. He immediately kicked Wang Xiaohu to the right, and two blood dragons emerged from his nostrils.

"What a terrible tiger-shaped fist..." Lin Aoxiang's eyes showed a surprised look. The moves Xu Hu used just now were completely the moves used by tigers when catching prey, especially the last move to swing the tail, which even pushed the power of the tiger-shaped fist to the extreme.

Ye Xingchen also looked at the fighting on the stage with his eyes shining. In terms of strength, Wang Xiaohu should have the upper hand, but all Wang Xiaohu's fighting skills were also understood from the battle. Before that, neither he nor Zi Feng, nor Wang Xiaohu had received any training. He was completely the kind of street hooligan fighting style. Although his strength increased one by one, there was no change in the moves. It was still those simple moves. If it was a life-and-death battle, or a group battle, this move was undoubtedly the most effective, but now it was a two-person fighting. Once the other party saw through such moves, it would be difficult to win.

"Brother Seven is not going to be a problem, right?" Chen Xiaolong looked at Wang Xiaohu who was staggering by Xu Hu, and said with a pale face. He knew clearly in his heart that if he had hit him just now, it would not have been possible to stagger a few steps.

"We should believe him!" Ouyang Jun said lightly, his dark eyes still staring at Xu Hu on the stage, while his palms were spinning down his sleeves. He was creating his own boxing skills based on Xu Hu's tiger-shaped fist.

Wang Xiaohu was swept by a blow and felt a burning pain on his face. He felt anger in his heart, but his face was still extremely calm, while the fire of war in his eyes became even more scorching.

He clenched his fists with his hands, staring coldly at Xu Hu who was standing not far away in a tiger-shaped fist-starting style. Suddenly, his feet moved, and his body rushed towards Xu Hu again. This time, his degree was faster. Even the air around him blew a gust of cold wind because of his running. In just a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaohu had already arrived in front of Xu Hu and smashed another simple straight punch towards Xu Hu's head.

"Good come!" Xu Hu shouted loudly, bent his knees, took a step forward, avoided Wang Xiaohu's punch, then grabbed Wang Xiaohu's wrist, and rotated his body. With the help of Wang Xiaohu's punch, he threw Wang Xiaohu out.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Wang Xiaohu's body fell heavily on the platform, and his whole body seemed to be disintegrating, as if all the bones were broken. He really didn't expect that Xu Hu could still see his fists. How could his eyesight be so sharp?

Wang Xiaohu didn't understand that in order to practice tiger-shaped fist, Xu Hu lived alone in the forest for half a year. During those six months, he studied tiger habits every day, including the eyes, eyesight, movements, and expressions when hunting. Because of this, he not only practiced a set of exquisite tiger-shaped fist, but also practiced a sharp look.

You know, even if the tiger is of a level, he can see it accurately, let alone Wang Xiaohu.

Xu Hu did not attack immediately. Now he has completely gained the upper hand. He believes that as long as he uses the tiger-shaped fist, Wang Xiaohu will definitely not be able to escape defeat.

Wang Xiaohu almost struggled to stand up. The fall just now was already dead. Only a powerful man like him could withstand such a terrifying force. He slowly took off the vest on his body, exposed his upper body with beautiful strength, and gently moved his palms. Wang Xiaohu walked towards Xu Hu step by step. He knew the strength of the opponent in front of him, and even knew that he could not be careless when fighting against such a master who was proficient in tiger-shaped fist.

Seeing that Wang Xiaohu did not take the initiative to attack, Xu Hu sneered. Just when Wang Xiaohu's body was still four meters away, his figure suddenly rushed out, and a tiger claw was snatched to Wang Xiaohu's right face. Wang Xiaohu turned his head to the left, and Xu Hu immediately turned his claws into a fist, which turned into a left hook. Wang Xiaohu waved his arm to resist, and then swung his left fist at the same time.

Xu Hu sneered, his right fist suddenly increased, gave up attacking Wang Xiaohu's face, and suddenly hit Wang Xiaohu's wrist, which was punching, and immediately broke Wang Xiaohu's powerful punch. His body suddenly retreated back. Without waiting for Wang Xiaohu to react, he stepped forward again, and waved his hands at the same time, and then clasped Wang Xiaohu's shoulders.

This is the most common pounce when hunting tigers. Some tiger-slaughtering masters often only need to squat down and raise a sword to break the tiger's intestines.

"Looking for death!" Wang Xiaohu saw that the other party was exposed, so hesitated and punched the other party in the heart.

"Hmph!" Unexpectedly, Xu Hu snorted coldly, turned around suddenly, and avoided Wang Xiaohu's punch again, and instead went around Wang Xiaohu's right, and punched Wang Xiaohu's armpit with a fierce punch.

"Crack!" With a sound, it was the sound of dislocating the shoulder. Wang Xiaohu's right arm was directly dislocated by Xu Hu's punch, but Xu Hu's body also bent down suddenly. Another scorpion leg was swayed, and he kicked Wang Xiaohu heavily on the seal hall. He immediately kicked Wang Xiaohu back and retreated. A huge shoe print was printed on his face, and his right arm was swaying one after another.

"Although I use tiger-shaped fist, I am not a stupid tiger. Brother Wang, you should admit defeat early!" Xu Hu, who succeeded with one move, still did not attack immediately. Wang Xiaohu, who had lost one arm, could never be his opponent anymore...hf();
Chapter completed!