Chu Feng truly felt the craze and desire of the martial arts fanatic Feng Yuxiu.
He also integrated that desire and madness into his fists.
Xu Xiaodong punched out first, but Chu Feng's fist arrived first!
Bang!
A loud sound rang out in the arena.
The experienced Xu Xiaodong finally realized that he might be beaten to death by Chu Feng.
At the last moment, he forcefully changed his move.
She tried her best to turn her head away from her temples.
"Madman, he's simply a madman!"
"Is this still boxing? He's clearly trying to fight me to the death!"
"I have a great reputation now, many fans, and a lot of wealth!”
"How can I risk my life against a lunatic!”
The cowardly Xu Xiaodong's fatal move no longer had its original power.
At most, it was a feint.
But Chu Feng's fist was as heavy as a mountain!
It didn't hit Xu Xiaodong's temple, but it hit Xu Xiaodong's cheek.
Suddenly, three of Xu Xiaodong's teeth broke!
The brave win when they meet on a narrow road.
Chu Feng, who had fused with the martial arts fanatic Feng Yuxiu's full strength, had even fused with Feng Yuxiu's madness when he faced his enemies.
If Xu Xiaodong hadn't dodged, he would have been hit in the temple and killed.
In the next instant, Chu Feng might also be severely injured by Xu Xiaodong's heavy fist.
However, Xu Xiaodong cowered.
Then even if Xu Xiaodong was not killed by one punch, he would not be able to live.
This was because the unharmed Chu Feng had already seized the initiative.
Next, they only needed to attack.
"He killed three people on the first day of the arena?”
"In such a short period of time, he killed seven martial arts experts?”
"Not long ago, even a seventy-nine-year-old man was beaten to death?”
"Chinese martial arts is a trick to deceive people?”
"The first half punches Nanshan Elderly Home, the second half kicks Beihai kindergarten. Criticize a martial arts master?"
"You keep saying that you want to beat me to death?"
Xu Xiaodong's words flashed through his mind.
Below the stage, Xu Xiaodong's fans were stunned.
"How could the Killer Fist King be beaten up like this?”
"Did the Fist King cower just now?"
"Don't be a coward, Fist King. Kill him quickly!”
"F * ck, this young man is so powerful!”
"Do you think the young man will win?”
"How is that possible? The Fist King must have been careless."
"Watch what happens next. The Fist King is furious and will beat this young man to death right away!”
"Yeah, after so long, have you guys seen any truly powerful martial arts experts?”
"Aren't the so-called martial arts experts all about talking?”
"Look at how long the Fist King has been in the arena. Those slightly famous martial arts experts are all like cowards. They don't even have the courage of the seventy-nine-year-old Old Master Zhao.”
The onlookers discussed animatedly.
Those who had high hopes for Chinese martial arts were excited like never before.
"A true martial arts expert has finally appeared!”
"It's not easy, it's really not easy!”
"Stabilize, you must stabilize!"
"Chu Feng definitely has a chance to defeat Xu Xiaodong!”
The tall and beautiful girl with a ponytail, Zhao Ling 'er, cried tears of joy.
" Chu Feng, do your best! Do your best!"
"We must defeat Xu Xiaodong! We must reclaim the name of our Chinese martial arts!”
While Zhao Ling 'er was praying, Chu Feng moved again.
He had fused all the strength of the martial arts fanatic Feng Yuxiu, and was skilled in fist techniques, leg techniques, grappling, and cold weapons.
Since Xu Xiaodong was the Killer Fist King, Chu Feng would use his fist technique to kill him.
He wanted Xu Xiaodong to understand what true Chinese martial arts was.
He wanted to let him know clearly that martial arts was not a trick to deceive people, but a killing technique!
Chu Feng's figure flashed as he rushed up.
His punches were faster and heavier than the previous one.
Every punch landed on the flesh, continuously producing dull sounds!
In the blink of an eye, Chu Feng had thrown out thirteen punches.
On the first day, Xu Xiaodong killed three people, which counted as three punches!
Killing seven in a week counted as seven punches!
He had beaten up the 79-year-old man who had spoken up for Chinese martial arts until it was unknown whether he was still alive or not.
Insulting the martial arts he loved was a fancy trick, and another punch!
He said that he would kill him and then punch him again!
After the 13 punches, Chu Feng lowered his head and looked at Xu Xiaodong, who was lying on the ground with six broken ribs. Chu Feng said coldly,"
"Do you have any last words?"
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