The momentum was overwhelming and the sound moved the heart. Zhang Zhutong's spirit was affected, and his reaction was a beat slower. Lou Cheng once again condensed his elixir, raised his right hand high, transformed into the God of Thunder, and swung his arm in a roar.

There was no time to dodge, so he still hugged him hard, expanded his arms, and climbed up.

Bang!

Zhang Zhutong's body was shaking, as if he had been hit in the head by a bomb, but Lou Cheng used his strength to fight back, sitting firmly on the golden sword, and fired two consecutive explosions that caused the snow mountain to collapse.

He stepped forward, held a hammer in his left hand, and struck fiercely!

Zhang Zhutong had no choice but to do another double blast, punch forward, and hit hard.

Three consecutive explosions, four consecutive explosions, Lou Cheng gritted his teeth, endured the mental exhaustion, the throbbing pain in his head, and the physical discomfort, and attacked frantically with the force of a violent storm.

Zhang Zhutong's momentum was suppressed, but he still had combat experience. He followed up with four consecutive explosions and held on with his life.

At this point, both of them were in a state of exhaustion, but Zhang Zhutong didn't know that the other party was also like this. In his eyes, Lou Cheng was full of hair and beard, majestic, and could not see the slightest sign of fatigue.

He was shaken. He seized the opportunity and stepped back. Lou Cheng hurried forward and held on tightly.

Sometimes left, sometimes right, the two of them kept fighting around the edge of the ring. The fight was so intense and fierce that Yan Zheke and the others even forgot to breathe.

Two minutes later, a feeling of emptiness emerged in Zhang Zhutong's body. He slowed down for a beat, and was finally bullied by Lou Cheng to come closer.

Lou Cheng was mentally distressed, but his physical strength was very good. After all, he had the natural replenishment of golden elixir. His eyes widened and his momentum was overwhelming. Zhang Zhutong was slightly stunned, as if he was facing an enemy that could never be defeated!

At this moment, Lou Cheng exerted force with his feet, kicked up gravel, and shot it towards his face. He gritted his teeth, squirmed his muscles, and imagined the scene of the red sun breaking through the ice.

Zhang Zhutong subconsciously reached out to block the incoming stones, and then faced the punch that followed.

I have to block it, I have to stand up to it!

A wake-up call!

Bang! After a short sound, Zhang Zhutong seemed to have returned to the ultra-low temperature cold therapy room last night. His thoughts seemed to be frozen a little bit. Lou Cheng's head was almost in chaos. He instinctively turned sideways and bumped forward, knocking the frozen opponent out of the ring.

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Poof, Zhang Zhutong fell outside the ring. Yin Huaming raised his right hand and shouted loudly:

"Lou Chengsheng!"

Zhang Zhu, the top seed in this youth competition, lost!

Lou Cheng was already in an unsustainable state, but there was still a breath of energy in his body. After hearing the referee's announcement, all his emotions and pressure exploded, and his body kept shouting to the sky!

Win!

Amidst the roar, he leaned down, supported his knees with his hands, and gasped for air, letting the audience see his exhaustion and know that Superman also has his limits.
Chapter completed!