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Chapter 152 Losing two games in a row

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    Seeing that Peng Wei had not lost even though he had received his punch, Taishan looked at him approvingly.

    "Not bad, quite capable."

    "Damn it!" Peng Wei's face was burning. He endured the pain in his chest, his eyes narrowed, and his figure flashed out.

    When he was close to Taishan, he punched out.

    I saw the fist wind spread all over the void, as if it could split the air.

    Under everyone¡¯s horrified gaze, Taishan¡¯s figure was directly knocked away by a punch.

    "What?" Peng Wei was shocked, it turned out to be an afterimage.

    "Whoops!"

    Before Peng Wei had too much time to think, Taishan behind him sneered. As his right foot moved forward, he pushed his left foot hard on the ground. He looked up and struck down, using both horizontal and vertical forces to strike one of the Xinyi Liuhe Fist drill punches.

    This punch has the potential to topple mountains and mountains. Its shape is like a dodge but not a dodge, and its power is infinite.

    Peng Wei's hair stood on end as he retreated with his hands in front of him, preventing Taishan's punch from hitting him.

    At the same time, he turned his backhand into a fist and attacked Mount Tai from all directions.

    Taishan¡¯s expression was indifferent, and he flashed between Peng Wei¡¯s fist shadows.

    Although the power of these fist shadows is not weak, they are fast and slow, and do not have a unified speed and attack direction. This also makes Taishan not expend much effort. With the lightness of his body, he can dodge and attack at the same time as if he can find a chance.  When it reaches Peng, it is within two meters.

    He stepped forward with his fists and then kicked his feet, rising and falling, attacking with his elbows and hands at the same time, sweeping Peng Wei flexibly and quickly.

    Peng Wei¡¯s face was solemn and he subconsciously retreated.

    Who would have thought that this punch was just a feint.

    The real punch is in the other hand.

    Peng Wei's face changed drastically, he couldn't dodge, and was directly hit by the drill punch.

    The powerful force struck hard, and Peng Wei's own defense was shattered by the fists, and his whole body was mercilessly blown away from the competition stage.

    Under the competition stage, everyone¡¯s eyes fell on Peng Wei and found that his sternum was dented by Mount Tai.

    ???????????? You can still vaguely see a fist mark on it.

    Seeing this, everyone felt a chill in their backs.

    To put it bluntly, if Taishan¡¯s fist had landed on Peng Wei¡¯s heart, Peng Wei would have died on the spot.

    "Peng Wei, how are you?" Seeing this, Che Yingjun quickly stepped forward to help Peng Wei up and asked with concern.

    "I'm sorry, Mr. Jun, Iwow!" Peng Wei's face turned pale and he wanted to apologize, but his throat tightened and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole expression was extremely depressed.

    "Stop talking and have a good rest." Che Yingjun helped Peng Wei to the competition seat and asked Wo Hen to take out a pill for him to take.

    In the Luozhou camp, Sang Biao pinched his chin and showed a sarcastic smile.

    "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Master Jun, the contestants you sent are really useless!"

    "Thank you for the point, hahaha!"

    Che Yingjun¡¯s face was ashen and he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn¡¯t refute anything.

    He knows that if you lose, you lose. No matter what you say, it will be an excuse in the ears of others.

    Taking a deep breath, he glanced behind him, frowned and asked, "Wohen, is Mr. Ling still on the phone?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know, I¡¯ll go find him.¡± Wo Hen shook his head and immediately got up and ran to the bathroom.

    Che Yingjun nodded in agreement and turned to Sang Biao, the underground boss of Luozhou, with anger in his eyes.

    He thought that Peng Wei's strength could completely defeat Taishan, but he didn't expect to lose so miserably.

    ¡°If we don¡¯t restore the scene, I¡¯m afraid everyone will think that the Southern District is rubbish.

    Thinking of this, Che Yingjun couldn't help but grit his teeth, and his head was so angry that smoke came out.

    Sang Biao, just wait for me.

    When Mr. Ling comes back, I want you to look good!

    The Southern District lost in the first game, which surprised everyone in the audience.

    Many people know Peng Wei and have seen Peng Wei's strength. In everyone's eyes, Peng Wei should be 100% sure to win against Taishan.

    ¡°Unexpectedly, the final result was shocking.

    In the Tianzhou camp, a delicate and ethereal woman on the competition table raised her eyebrows and was a little unhappy: "I remember that Peng Wei had won many championships in underground boxing matches, but I didn't expect that he would lose to a Korean who practices Xinyi Liuhe Boxing.  , what a shame.¡±

    "Miss, that's not an ordinary Xinyi Liuhe Boxing. Taishan incorporates Taekwondo Kung Fu into it, and it's very explosive." Next to him, a burly man explained.??.

    "Xinyi Liuhe Quan is a Chinese martial arts culture. It is a bit of a slap in the face that a mixed-race person has practiced it so well."

    "What are the chances of Brother Hai winning against this Taishan?" Liu Xue half-smiled.

    Yu Hai had a dark look on his face: "Miss, aren't you mocking me? This Taishan is only in the early stage of Xiantian. If I take action, I can defeat him within three moves."

    "Don't talk nonsense, it will be very embarrassing if you lose." Liu Xue covered her mouth and smiled, and said: "Although my Liu family is not a super family in Han Province, it is one of the top martial arts families in Liushi. If  It¡¯s not that Xia Hua has a relationship with the Ling family and came to visit the Liu family in the name of the Ling family. It¡¯s just a competition for dominance, so I was too lazy to come here.¡±

    "Miss, please don't be so loud. It's not good for others to hear. Since we promised Xia Hua, we can't break our promise." Yu Hai glanced at Xia Hua in front of him and reminded with a wry smile.

    Liu Xue opened her mouth and didn¡¯t say much on this topic.

    She turned behind her, her eyes fell on an old man sleeping on the table, and she couldn't help but frown slightly: "Mr. Fu, you fell asleep again."

    As she spoke, she prepared to wake up the old man.

    Yu Hai quickly stopped Liu Xue: "Miss, let Mr. Fu take a rest. When he was escorting the Liu family's motorcade last year, he was accidentally bitten by a mutated sleepy bug. Even though he was detoxified, his body was also affected a lot. He always likes to hit.  Sleepy."

    "Okay." Liu Xue rolled her eyes helplessly and said, "If any difficult opponent appears later, we must wake up Mr. Fu. As a peak innate ancient warrior, he is our greatest reliance."

    "I know." Yu Hai nodded in response, but there was a murmur in his heart.

    ???????????????????????????????????????What kind of tough opponents can appear in this kind of pediatric competition?

    While the two were having a conversation, Taishan on the competition stage once again designated the southern district for the duel.

    ¡°Challenging the Southern District twice in a row made Che Yingjun¡¯s whole face turn green.

    He looked back at the competition seats and found that although Wo Hen had returned, he could not find Ling Chen.

    Gritting his teeth, Che Yingjun could only let Wo Hen come on stage.

    However, less than a minute after Wo Hen came on stage, he was brutally beaten off the stage and lost the game.

    There is no way, Wo Hen is only half-step innate, and he is no match for Taishan in the early stage of innate.

    So far, the Southern District has a total score of minus 2 points, and Luozhou has already scored 2 points.

    On the second floor of Ping An Underground Plaza, Pan Jiping and others in the spectator seats looked extremely ugly.

    The Southern District has already lost two games. If it loses one more game, it will miss out on its dominance.

    They moved their eyes and landed on the competition seats in the southern district, but they could not find Ling Chen at all.

    As expected, without Ling Chen, the Southern District could not win at all.

    Not only the South District, but also the entire audience was a little unhappy.

    They are all Chinese, and it is unbearable to see a mixed-race person acting arrogantly here.

    Sang Biao, the underground boss of Luozhou, disagreed and showed a proud smile.

    In his eyes, only victory is the most important thing. As for the nationality of the people sent on the field, it does not matter to him.

    On Tianzhou¡¯s side, Xia Hua, who was sitting in the boss¡¯s seat, showed stern eyes and snapped his fingers at Yu Hai behind him, as if he wanted him to come on stage to clean up Taishan.

    But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the Western District camp.

    "Let a foreign trash be so proud, Che Yingjun, what kind of trash are you sending out from the Southern District." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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