It is only ten meters apart, and the blink of an eye is the ultimate blink.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fist wind blew out the sound of thunder, and the rolling bluestone was lifted up layer by layer, and the arena was already ruined.

"Liu Wuxie, I want you to die!"

Jia Fengmao's voice was loud, like thunder sound rolling.

Everyone in the Dayan Dynasty was extremely nervous and silently stared at every move on the ring.

They don’t care whether Liu Wuxie can get the top three. If he can survive, it is his greatest success.

"Just as you trash, you want to kill me!"

The moment when the violent fist reached five meters in front of Liu Wuxie's body, Liu Wuxie roared lightly.

More than 300 acupoints, the power surged out, like a rush of overwhelming momentum, crushing the heavens.

The strongest move of the Domineering Fist interprets the patterns of heaven and earth.

"not good!"

Everyone realized that something was wrong. The power of Liu Wuxie's punch was actually above Jia Fengmao's violent punch.

The most terrifying thing is that the momentum of moving forward and the strong power of Gengjin can be said to be invincible.

"collapse!"

The two fist forces collided instantly, forming a shocking wave, rushing towards the surroundings.

The rich dark clouds blocked the sky, and could no longer see what was happening on the ring, and fell into darkness.

There were only violent waves of air, like floods, rushing around from the center of the arena.

After about half a breath, a figure flew out from the dark clouds, his body drew a beautiful arc in the air, and fell directly under the ring.

Many people gathered around the ring, watching the figures fall, but they dared not come forward to catch them, and fled around to avoid hitting them.

If you hit it at such a high distance, even if you don’t die, you will be seriously injured.

"Bang!"

My body fell heavily and a dog ate shit, splashing dust all over the floor.

"how so!"

A group of people rushed forward quickly and looked at their bodies lying on the ground, looking incredible.

More than a dozen people in the Qingxiong Empire showed fear and stayed there, looking at a loss.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could Senior Brother Jia Fengmao lose?"

A burst of exclamations came from the crowd. It was Jia Fengmao, not Liu Wuxie who was shocked.

More and more people gathered around, one layer inside and another. Jia Fengmao was still in a coma and suffered severe trauma inside his body.

"Ahem..."

Lying on the ground, I suddenly made a series of coughs, and the blood that pressed on my chest was vomited out, making me feel much better.

"Senior Brother Jia, are you okay?"

Several students from the Qingxiong Empire helped Jia Fengmao up and asked with concern.

Jia Fengmao's face was pale, and endless viciousness flashed deep in his eyes, and blood was still overflowing along the corner of his mouth. It would be fine if he just lost the game, but the most important thing was Liu Wuxie's punch...
Chapter completed!