I’m coming

Author: Gu Jia Shiba

I’m coming

This punch seemed to break his own deadlock and start a powerful counterattack!

Elbow flip punch! Flying punch! Collapse punch! Swinging punch!

Recruit like a tiger! Recruit like a tiger!

In the octagonal cage, He Ran was different from his initial moves that were swift and fierce. He could only resist this powerful fight.

He was like a trapped animal, trapped in this cage, unable to advance or retreat!

How to fight!

How to win!

"He Ran, where did you learn these fancy tricks?"

Flowery display?

No!

no!

He tried his best to retort in his heart, but there was no move that could break through the opponent's defense.

In front of him was a real fighter.

His moves have no counterattack power at all.

He Ran hesitated for a moment.

Could it be that what he has been studying so hard these days is really a joke?

"Bang--"

He Ran was stunned when his opponent struck him in the face with a flying fist. He Ran's ears and eyes rang, and he fell directly to the stage.

The whole place was in an uproar!

this.

This is a loss!

The flying fist moves were vicious, and He Ran lay on the ground in a panic, with half of his eyes swollen and bruised.

"He Ran, this is a fight, you think I'm playing house with you!"

对手舔着刚才被揍的唇角,笑的傲气.

No!

no!

There was a voice in my heart that seemed to be roaring.

He Ran gritted his teeth.

The finger bones of his hands turned white as he tried to stand up.

"He's still going to fight! He's still going to fight!"

The audience was shocked.

On the arena.

The young man stood up unsteadily.

He stared at his opponent with one eye, and with one move, he faced the opponent head-on.

"Bang--"

Fall again!

"Bang--"

Fall again!

"Bang--"

Again! Fall!

On the ring, the young man gritted his teeth and took a hard breath.

Just refuse to admit defeat!

Qiao Yu stared at the ring and finally stood up.

"Is this kid crazy?"

"Do you really want to use traditional martial arts to win a fight?"

"Young man, you have watched too many TV series. Do you want to be a martial arts hero? This is hilarious."

shut up!

shut up!

shut up!

The ridicule around him made He Ran blush.

His boss is very strong!

His boss is very powerful!

You are not allowed to say that!

"He Ran, do you admit defeat?"

Admit defeat or not.

Those four words made his ears buzz.

He wanted to stand up.

I want to refute, want to angrily rebuke.

But being locked in a cage, in front of his opponent, he was barely able to survive and was exhausted.

Admit defeat or not!

He breathed heavily and wanted to ask himself.

Sudden.

In front of himself, he stretched out a hand.

That hand penetrated the cage and was handed to him.

The palm was slender, the bones of the palm were thin, and the mouth of the palm was thin, and it was slowly spread out in front of him.

His eyes were startled.

He slowly raised his head and met Qiao Yu's clear and gentle eyes.

"Why?" he asked.

Why can't we win?

Why can't we win at all?

His tone was like that of a believer who lost his way for a moment.

In the past few days, the kung fu I admired and the martial arts I yearned for turned out to be so fragile.

It seems like a joke!

so.

He Ran did not shake that hand.

He stared at Qiao Yu.

I want an answer.

Qiao Yu smiled reassuringly at him.

Only two words were replied.

"I'll do it."

These two words broke through the haze and the sky. They were obviously light and insignificant, but they made He Ran feel as heavy as ten thousand gold!

He Ran's eyes turned red, he held this hand and finally spoke again.

"Referee, I will admit defeat first."

Give in!

The whole place was boiling.

The sighs and taunts, as expected, came to the ring in waves.

"Contestant No. 59 surrenders, who else comes up to challenge?"

"I."
Chapter completed!