"Dragon dragon, dragon dragon!"

"Use the four ounces of Tai Chi to defeat him!"

Han Feilong was wearing white clothes today, and his demeanor and movements seemed to be the reincarnation of Zhang Sanfeng.

He looked at Thomas Hawke with fierce eyes and shouted: "You."

Then, Han Feilong shook his finger.

Tom Hawke smiled and shrugged, showing he didn't care.

Han Feilong prepared Tai Chi postures and prepared for a life and death fight.

But Thomas Hawk didn't think much at all and rushed over with a quick punch.

Han Feilong didn't realize that the fist was so fast that it had already reached him!

Finally, he was punched hard on the left cheek.

Han Feilong fell to the ground, motionless.

The audience in the audience was stunned.

There was silence both on and off the court.

The referee was also stunned, and then immediately came to Han Feilong's side to count the seconds.

"Five, four...two, one!"

"The game is over! Doctor, come up quickly!"

Just like that, as the bell rang again, the game that only lasted three seconds ended?

Thomas Hawke looked at the camera with a relaxed expression, shook his head and said: "ese kung fu."

Then, he pointed his finger downward and left with disdain.

In this battle, the martial arts school completely lost.

And those netizens who were still looking forward to it were also dumbfounded.
Chapter completed!