Chen Fan coughed dryly, "There is still this regulation in Wucai?"

"I'm sorry. I don't have the martial arts exam. But I have it when I go to a college. The rules for the martial arts exam are based on the rules of the college."

Chen Fan nodded, "That's good...it's okay to eat betel nut."

“I suggest you’d better not eat it.”

“I want to eat.”

"Then you can do whatever you want."

Chen Fan chewed a bite of betel nut, "Wang Baofei. Is it almost over?"

Wang Baofei nodded, "I think it should be over, too."

Chen Fan stretched out his muscles and bones, "If you are a man, don't keep your ink."

Wang Baofei nodded, "I think so."

"How do you come?"

"See who falls first."

"Okay! Indiscriminate attack."

Chen Fan snatched the cigarette and walked towards Wang Bao step by step.

Wang Baofei tore off his clothes, exposed his solid muscles, and walked towards Chen Fan.

Tens of thousands of people held their breath.

"What are they going to do?"

"Seeing their serious appearance, I'm so afraid that after they walk in..."

The two face to face, only a few centimeters.

Same height, similar eyes, same physique...

Chen Fan hooked the other person's neck and stared at him.

The next moment, he smashed his head hard.

"Bang!"

Wang Baofei looked dazed... and he staggered back two steps.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed Chen Fan's hand, and also knocked his head over.

Strike!

【Killed: Qi and Blood +800】

Chen Fan quickly retreated two or three meters, his eyes a little blurred, but he could sense the other party rushing towards him.

The fist subconsciously swung it forward.

"Bang!"

Wang Baofei gritted his teeth and was knocked back dozens of centimeters. When his figure was not yet stable, he punched back again!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One punch after another, one blow after another.

Two-way turn system, one punch, one move!

Hands-to-hand combat!!

Then, the speed got faster and faster.

There is no defense at all. Just wave your fists and hit it right.

On the ground, blood sprinkles and plasma is sprayed.

No one can tell whether this is Chen Fan or Wang Baofei's.

Every punch and every move hit hard on the flesh and blood.

Violent, bloody, cruel!

The people present frowned.

"Click!"

Everyone saw that Wang Baofei's arm was deformed.

"What!" Wang Baofei couldn't believe it. This was blessed with the vital energy and the vital power was output.

It actually broke the defense!

Chen Fan wiped the blood from his face, "You lost!"

Lung rush

Throat-piercing kick; horse stance hits horizontally; hooks inside; side kicks intertwined; horizontal hooks on the outer panel; counterattack hooks!

After six consecutive calls, Wang Baofei was beaten to a daze and unconscious.

He fell heavily toward the back.

Chen Fan gasped slightly.

The referee walked to Wang Baofei and said, "Please reply when you hear it."

Wang Baofei pulled his finger.

The referee stood up and announced, "Chen Fan..."

"Click!"

Wang Baofei: "I didn't lose."

The referee frowned, "Your hand is dislocated, and your ribs are broken. Are you sure you are okay?"

Wang Baofei sat up and held up again.

“No problem.”

Tens of thousands of people forget to cheer.

Previously, they had to watch it as a good show.

Now, the cruelty, bloody and violence of the competition exaggerates everyone's wholeheartedness.

Make them uneasy, sympathize, and mercy.

Until I look forward to it...

Wang Baofei stood up again!

At this moment, the depressed emotion in their hearts burst out.

Isn’t this just passionate blood?

Isn’t this game hotter than "Boren Zhuan"?

Applause comes one after another. The waves follow one after another.

Wang Baofei looked at the people around him. At this moment, the blood oozing out of his heart was rolling!

Gripping his teeth, "Ah!!!"

"Click!"

The bones return to their place.

Everyone cheered again!

Wang Baofei took two deep breaths, "The Qi-seeking Technique! Turn on!"

"Dongdong!" Just as the other party said those three words, Chen Fan's heart seemed to have stopped suddenly.

A strange feeling suddenly appeared.

What's going on?

Wang Baofei waved to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan nodded and rushed over quickly.

Push fist!

Chen Fan looked at the other party with a slightly closed eyes, and then an incredible scene happened.

Wang Baofei gently turned sideways, as if he was not fast, but he actually made Chen Fan punch with a punch.

"How did this kid understand my move trajectory?" Chen Fan had an illusion for a moment.
To be continued...