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“Uh…”

Xue Peng was far faster than Johnson in terms of speed. Johnson couldn't dodge and ate Xue Peng's palm.

The two powerful iron sand palms hit Johnson hard, and even the strong man could not help but let out a wail.

Originally, the iron sand palm had unparalleled power, and could even make Johnson's skin burst. Now Xue Peng added a dark force to it. After his palm touched Johnson, the dark force penetrated his body and carried out large-scale damage to Johnson's inner body.

The next second, Xue Peng let go of Johnson's fist, and his body rotated and kicked one by one, and a powerful and heavy leg hit Johnson.

"Boom!"

Johnson threw his body high and finally slammed hard on the fighting stage, leaving behind a human-shaped blood stain.

However, this was just the beginning. Xue Peng showed a sneer on his lips, and he pointed his footsteps like lightning, attacking Johnson again.

This is the place where the strong prey on the weak!

Without a referee, the audience can only enjoy the visual feast indifferently!

The fighting stage is full of underwear and panties and various coins. Fighting in such a venue is definitely a unique feeling, which makes people excited and win, countless money and beauties, lose, endless blood and death.

One step in heaven, one step in hell.

Xue Peng's two moves just now were very heavy, almost half of Johnson's life, especially the hidden power in the palm, which caused internal damage to Johnson. Johnson had a lot of blood. Now he was very thirsty and felt that just one sip of water could rejuvenate his vitality.

But reality is cruel. There is no water, only endless blood and the terrible master Xue Peng.

Johnson's eyes suddenly lit up with the desire to survive, and he let out a fury. Just as Xue Peng arrived, a carp stood up and flipped up, and then a whip kicked towards Xue Peng hard.

Xue Peng's body, which was moving forward quickly, suddenly stopped and was hit hard by Johnson.

However, it was Johnson who suffered a loss. A powerful iron rod hit Xue Peng's seemingly thin body, but it gave him the feeling that it was like whipping on a piece of granite, which was indestructible. This was the first time he realized that the gap between him and Xue Peng was not in the same world at all. Xue Peng is worthy of being the boxing champion of black metal.

A stream of power like a vast ocean came from his legs, which instantly numbed Johnson's nerves, as if this leg did not exist.

However, the pain made Johnson wake up a lot. He tried his best, jumped straight and stepped on the fighting top. With the help of a force, Johnson jumped behind Xue Peng.

"The God of War killed the black ghost! Kill him quickly, hurry up, it's so wonderful!"

"Damn it, I just suppressed the God of War 100,000, so it's too late!"

"The God of War has changed his style today and has never fought head-on before!"

"It's not about changing his style, it's just that he hides his strength. He just can't meet his opponent before!

...

There were endless voices in the audience, and those who beat the God of War began to cheer, but instead they beat the Johnson to win and became dejected.

In the past, Xue Peng's style won by relying on his body speed and skills. The biggest disadvantage is that his physique is too thin and easy to be ignored. He has never shown his physical strength, so he has created an illusion for everyone.

Johnson is physically strong, and the competition is domineering, showing a very domineering side. He happens to be the natural enemy of boxers like Xue Peng. Besides, Johnson's identity is still to be discussed, extremely mysterious, and he is here to play. When he bet just now, most of them beat Johnson to win.

In the box, Luo Yang saw Johnson defeat and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Mr. Jennings?"

The white man wearing a white shirt and sunglasses sniffed a cigar: "Mr. Luo, don't worry, I promise to get you the Black Metal Club tonight. You just need to prepare the money and this woman, hehe!"

The white man Chiluoluo's eyes fell on Liu Fangfei, who was angry in his eyes not far away. When he thought of enjoying Liu Fangfei as a beauty at night, Jennings's hair was about to stand up.

In the field, Johnson wiped his blood, stood up from the ground, and looked at the god of war Xue Peng in front of him with a vigilant look, and his physical strength was gradually overdrawn, almost at the verge of dehydration.

"kill!"

The best way is to attack!

Johnson's attack officially kicked off. His fists attacked in a dense series like a rainstorm, dancing tightly. Moreover, every killer move he made was aimed at Xue Peng's face, and he wanted to completely suppress Xue Peng with his huge momentum and desperate spirit.

At the beginning, Johnson's desperate style of playing did suppress Xue Peng. After all, the hammer-like fist hit someone's face was also a heavy blow!

But suddenly Xue Peng's body looked like a poisonous snake, wandering around freely, leaving and right, with many afterimages, and began to play with Johnson's pace and speed.

"Puff..."

Xue Peng's strength was once again unexpected. Every time he wandered and stopped, he would definitely be able to raise a ball of blood. Johnson kept punching his body, and blood kept shooting out of his mouth. Slowly he turned into blood. The speed and strength of his punches gradually became smaller.

"Bang!"

Finally, Johnson couldn't hold on. Xue Peng's clothes swelled without wind. He jumped up and kicked Johnson with a light and powerless kick, but Johnson's body spitting blood flew backwards, as if he was hit by a sledgehammer that was heavier than a thousand pounds!

Johnson's body bounced back by the guardrail and fell heavily to the ground, twitching in a squat, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"God of War! God of War!"

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

"The warriors are invincible! The foreign devils get home!"

...

The audience in the ordinary seats were completely boiling, shouting wildly, and constantly throwing exciting things such as banknotes into the venue.

In fact, many Xue Peng’s fans just like Xue Peng to knock down his opponent and torture the other party bit by bit. This torture style can bring great stimulation to these "perverts"!

Xue Peng showed a ferocious expression on his face, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pushed towards Johnson step by step.

Johnson's eyes began to get blurred. After crawling a few times, he finally staggered and stood up, and even put on a fighting posture.

"Bang!"

But now Johnson, who was close to exhaustion, could he counterattack? Xue Peng hit Johnson with a straight punch.

It was not that Johnson did not hide, but that he was just in a daze in front of him, and he couldn't tell where his fist was.

Xue Peng's punch was particularly fierce, directly smashing Johnson's nose into the bridge!

"Haha, exciting! Exciting! The God of War continues!"

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!

...

Someone started to cheer in the audience again.
Chapter completed!