As the duel between Zhao Tong and the Qiang strongmen continued.

Huo Yi and others in the audience, as well as the second prince who was always watching the battle, all had a slightly ominous look in their hearts.

You won't lose, right?

The key is that even if Zhao Tong used his fists and feet together, his ability to swing a punch was far less than that of the strong man opposite him, but it didn't have much effect.

It can't break the thick-skinned strongman at all.

On the contrary, the heavy punch he threw at random looked extremely sharp, so oppressive that Zhao Tong did not dare to take it hard.

I had to hide everywhere.

But...

Although every punch of Hercules is extremely powerful.

But the punching speed was too slow.

This is also the key to Zhao Tong's ability to maintain stalemate.

He had been practicing marksmanship with his father since he was a child.

Spearmanship is all about speed and agility, followed by strength.

Even now, even with bare hands, I still make full use of my own advantages.

But in the eyes of a layman.

Zhao Tong seemed to be defeated.

Probably because the image given to people in the ring is that of a strong man pressing him down and beating him, with no power to fight back.

The eldest prince is obviously not someone who practices martial arts diligently.

Looking at this scene, the joy in his eyes is also vaguely visible.

"Quick, hit him, hit him."

"This Han man is very close to Ni Hong. If we can take advantage of this, he will be seriously injured. This will not only prevent his father from lending troops to help, but also suppress his arrogance."

"Ni Hong, are you worthy of competing with me to inherit the throne?"

A series of words are secretly displayed in psychological activities.

The Prime Minister even glanced sideways at Ni Hong, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

But as the war situation develops.

But insiders seem to have seen some clues.

The second prince also practiced martial arts hard on weekdays, and now he also discovered something.

Zhao Tong seems to be using the dragging technique!

Although Huo Yi was young, the audience was always paying attention to the situation, but the smile on his face became more and more excited as time went by.

Seeing this, the captain of the guard next to him had some doubts on his face, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Huo, why are you smiling suddenly?"

"The general is still at a disadvantage now."

Hearing this, Huo Yi still smiled freely, and whispered softly: "No, on the surface, it seems that the Qiang strong men have been suppressing the general."

"If this continues, the general will definitely win!"

"Why is this?"

"Because the general has found a way to win."

When everyone around the audience has different emotions.

On stage.

At this moment, Zhao Tong felt more and more relaxed when dealing with Hercules' offensive.

The beatings I received during these twenty years were not in vain.

He gradually figured out the rules of the strongman's punches.

"This person is invincible!"

"We should use our strengths to avoid weaknesses and use our own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

Such an idea quickly came into Zhao Tong's mind.

Immediately, they began to actively avoid fighting.

Just waiting for Hercules to attack crazily.

But his punching speed was too slow and he couldn't hit Zhao Tong at all.

The scene presented is as funny as asking a lion to arrest a nimble rabbit. It has a feeling of loud thunder and small raindrops.

Zhao Tong started to deal with it.

You are strong, you can be strong.

I won't force it on.

I don't believe that every time you throw a heavy punch, you don't expend all your strength.

Zhao Tong believes that as long as he is a normal person, everyone will have an upper limit on their strength.

Generally speaking, you will get tired after a long time.

Of course, if the person in front of you looks like a bug with endless power like Li Yuanba, then just pretend that he didn't say anything and just accept the defeat!

However, although this strong man was born with supernatural powers, he still fell into the category of a normal human being.

He was struck with heavy punches one after another.

Over time.

The already slow speed of Hercules' punches became even slower.

Zhao Tong, who was always paying attention to this, naturally felt it too.

His face remained calm.

Deep down in my heart, I suddenly felt that the time to fight back had arrived...

But he suddenly had a new idea.

After finally meeting a strong man, he decided to practice his skills first.

Next.

Zhao Tong changed his previous behavior.

Faced with another heavy blow from Hercules.

He did not avoid it like he did just now.

Instead, I chose a hard connection from the front.

A punch shot straight out.

The two fists collided tightly with each other.

One punch passed,

However, Zhao Tong was shocked by the gravity of the punch and took more than ten steps back before he stopped.

He slowly stabilized his body and rubbed his sore hands.

There was no fear in the eyes that looked at Hercules.

Instead, it sparked waves of unwilling flames.

So what if you are stronger?

I will take your punch today.

But when Hercules saw that the Han man in front of him was uncharacteristically not hiding around, and chose to collide directly, he was awkward and confused at first.

But then there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

"Good boy, since I debuted, you are still the first one who dares to take my punch head-on."

"Hahaha……"

"Then use your special skills and keep coming!"

Hearing this, Zhao Tong laughed loudly and said loudly with pride on his face.

The two fist bumped into each other again.

But as expected, Zhao Tong was knocked back several steps by gravity again.

this moment.

The faces of the people around him all showed expressions of confusion.

"what's the situation?"
To be continued...