Everyone in the audience looked at each other in a flash. No one would have thought that Wang Xiaohu, who had just gained the upper hand, was completely at a disadvantage in a blink of an eye. Is this a bit unreasonable?

Wang Xiaohu didn't say anything. He just looked at Xu Hu in front of him silently, constantly thinking about how to win. He clearly understood that his weakness was in terms of skills. In this regard, Xu Hu must be completely higher than himself, especially his set of tiger-shaped fists, which is extremely powerful, making him unable to react at all. His advantage is that his strength is slightly greater than him, but it is only a little bigger. Now that one of his arms is injured, his strength is greatly reduced. It is hard to say whether he can suppress him in terms of strength, but the only way he wants to win is to rely on strength.

After calming down, Wang Xiaohu understood that he had to let the other party fight with him. Only in that way could he have a glimmer of hope.

"Brother Wang, since you are unwilling to admit defeat, don't blame me for being rude!" Xu Hu saw that Wang Xiaohu was just looking at him lightly, and then he smiled grimly, and his body rushed towards Wang Xiaohu again. This time, his speed was faster, and his body was like a tiger going down the mountain. A strong aura burst out, no longer tempting as before, and swept towards Wang Xiaohu with one leg.

Wang Xiaohu retreated, retreated quickly!

Just now avoiding Xu Hu's leg, and Xu Hu's punches hit him one after another, Wang Xiaohu continued to retreat, but Xu Hu no longer stopped and stopped like he had just done. He was completely desperate to punch, punched and kicked, punched and punched one after another, one after another, and how could Wang Xiaohu, who could not use force with one hand, resist it?

Xu Hu seemed to have taken advantage of this, and his moves became more and more fierce, and his punches were getting faster and faster. Wang Xiaohu, who was already thinking about how to fight with Xu Hu, was too late even if he wanted to fight hard.

His body kept retreating and once again came to the edge of the platform. Xu Hu also smiled grimly and shouted loudly: "Bare!" His whole body suddenly soared into the air and swept hard towards Wang Xiaohu's head. This kick gathered all his strength. Even if Wang Xiaohu could resist, he would definitely be kicked backwards by huge force. He would definitely win this game.

Faced with this surging kick, Wang Xiaohu wanted to hide from both sides, but it was too late to resist with his hands. The only consequence was that he was kicked off the stage, and that would lead to losing. Will he lose the first game?

With a "bang!", Xu Hu kicked Wang Xiaohu heavily in the heart. A mouthful of blood was spurted out of Wang Xiaohu's mouth, and his body flew up and fell backwards.

Xu Hu smiled, but just halfway through laughter, he was stalemate, just because Wang Xiaohu had grabbed his calves at some point, and his body was flying towards the bottom of the stage.

At this time, Xu Hu's body was still in mid-air, and there was no place to move. He could only kick Wang Xiaohu's heart again, hoping that Wang Xiaohu could let go, but Wang Xiaohu grabbed it tightly, enduring the severe pain in his heart, and even enduring the danger of his sternum being kicked to pieces, and refused to let go at all.

"Boom...", the two of them fell under the platform almost at the same time. Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth and spurted out another mouthful of blood, mixed with some internal organ fragments.

"Old Qi..." Ye Xingchen, Zi Feng, Chen Xiaolong, Ouyang Jun, and others rushed towards Wang Xiaohu at the first time, and instantly came to Wang Xiaohu and supported Wang Xiaohu.

"I...I'm fine..." Wang Xiaohu's upper body was almost stained with the blood he spitted out, but he showed a reassuring expression to Ye Xingchen and others, and he wanted to struggle to stand up. Unfortunately, he fainted, which made Ye Xingchen and others worried. Fortunately, Ye Tianlong arrived in time and explored Wang Xiaohu's pulse. After confirming that there was nothing serious, he felt relieved.

As for Xu Hu who was standing beside him, he also stood up, his face turned dark. He didn't expect that Wang Xiaohu would be so desperate? He would even pull himself off the stage even if he tried his best!

Everyone at the scene was shocked. Now they didn't expect this result. Cai Shenglong also had a look of horror in his eyes, but he quickly came to his senses and announced: "This game is a draw!" Everyone was surprised. No one expected that the first game would end in a draw. However, since Cai Shenglong said so, naturally no one opposed it.

Wang Xiaohu was sent down. Although his life was not in danger, his internal organs were severely impacted and he had to be treated immediately, otherwise he might have some sequelae.

At this time, it was the second round of the battle. Xu Hu, who was tied with Wang Xiaohu, had no intention of blaming him when he saw Cai Junzhang. He walked to the side and raised his head. A gentleman who looked gentle and looked thin and weak walked to Cai Junzhang at this time and said lightly: "Fourth Master, I'll do this game!"

Cai Junzhang wanted to say something, but when he saw the firm expression in the man's eyes, he could only nod.

The man didn't say much and came directly to the platform. However, his body movement was a bit special, floating up like the wind.

"I'm leaving this person to me!" At this time, Ouyang Jun spoke.

Ye Xingchen was about to nod, but Lin Aoxiang, who was beside him, suddenly spoke: "No, I'll leave this person to me!"

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen and Ouyang Jun both looked puzzled.

"This person has a unique body technique. I was just about to meet him. Moreover, their strong men are behind. Ouyang, you have a stronger opponent to deal with!" Lin Aoxiang explained again.

"Okay, be careful!" Ouyang Jun nodded, Ye Xingchen said nothing, but just nodded. Lin Aoxiang smiled at the two of them, jumped into the boxing ring, and had already jumped into the boxing ring.

"I'm in Lin Aoxiang, I'm polite!" Lin Aoxiang first bowed to the other party.

"Emperor Qiu Xiao!" A cold voice came from the thin man's mouth.

"Haha, Brother Qiu, Duoduo offended me!" Lin Aoxiang still had a smile on his face, but he had already made the starting move of Wing Chun Fist, and his eyes were staring at the man in front of him. He would never underestimate any enemy for a warrior. This is the minimum principle.

"Is that right?" The man had no intention of taking action, but instead snorted coldly, with a look of disdain in his eyes. Ruoshi Lin Aoxiang had a good temper, but his face turned pale. As soon as he moved his steps, he rushed towards Emperor Qiu Xiao.
Chapter completed!