They were only ten meters apart and could blink in the blink of an eye.

"Boom boom boom..."

The fist wind made the sound of thunder, the rolling bluestones were lifted layer by layer, and the arena was in dilapidated state.

"Liu Wuxie, I want you to die!"

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

Everyone in Dayan Dynasty was extremely nervous and silently watched every move on the stage.

They don't care whether Liu Wuxie can get into the top three. Surviving is the greatest success.

"Even you, a piece of trash, want to kill me!"

The moment the violent punch reached five meters in front of Liu Wuxie, Liu Wuxie raised his voice and screamed softly.

There are more than three hundred acupoints, and power surges out, like an overwhelming momentum, crushing the heavens.

The strongest move of Ba Fist is to interpret the patterns of heaven and earth.

"not good!"

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

The most terrifying thing is the indomitable momentum, coupled with the powerful power of Gengjin, which can be said to be indestructible.

"collapse!"

The two fists collided instantly, forming a shocking wave that surged in all directions.

Thick dark clouds blocked the sky, and everything that happened on the ring could no longer be seen, and it was plunged into darkness.

There were only violent air waves, like floods, rushing from the center of the ring to the surroundings.

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

Many people gathered around the ring, watching helplessly as the figure fell, but no one dared to step forward to catch it, and they all fled around to avoid hitting themselves.

If it falls from such a high distance, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

"Bang!"

The body was smashed hard, causing dust to spread all over the floor.

"how so!"

A group of people walked forward quickly and looked at the body lying on the ground with expressions of disbelief.

More than a dozen people from the Qingxiong Empire showed fear and stayed where they were, looking at a loss.

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

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd. It was Jia Fengmao who was knocked out, not Liu Wuxie.

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

"Ahem..."

Lying on the ground, he suddenly made a series of coughing sounds, and vomited out the congestion in his chest. His body felt much better.

"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 malice flashed in the depths of his eyes. Blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth. It would be fine if he just lost the game. The most important thing was Liu Wuxie's punch...
Chapter completed!