"Ohhh!! Ha!!"

The atmosphere at the scene instantly rose to the extreme; everyone shouted loudly. Some guys went to bring soda drinks, some went to buy melon seeds; others even brought benches. Everyone shouted

, as if watching a live version of a fighting match. It’s really exciting!

"Giggle~" The tyrant stood up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and shook his injured neck. The bones and joints of his whole body made a twisting sound. Looking at the collar on the opposite chest,

Chen Ming was already stained red with blood, and his eyes seemed to be shining with flames.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tyrant was like a war machine, walking step by step towards Chen Ming on the opposite side. He was so big that when he stood in front of Chen Ming, he looked like an adult and a child. He bared his teeth.

The guy suddenly punched Chen Ming, who was already seriously injured.

The latter raised his hand and suddenly grabbed his fist; however, the tyrant's left fist struck again. Chen Ming still wanted to grab it, so he kicked Chen Ming's stomach fiercely.

.Immediately, this violent kick caused Chen Ming to kneel down on the spot in pain.

"You shouldn't have offended me!" the tyrant shouted angrily, grabbing Chen Ming's clothes with one hand and lifting him up. The other fist hit Chen Ming hard on the stomach again and again.

"Oh~, damn it! Fight back! If this continues, what's the point of this fight?" Seeing that Chen Ming was being beaten but not fighting back, the spectators all around shouted in dissatisfaction.

"It's impossible! It's already injured like this. It can be said that this guy has the perseverance to stand until now. It can be said that it is simply incredible. An ordinary person would have been able to handle what he just did. However, this guy encountered such a person.

Non-human. Chen Ming might lose!" Father Mantis on the side looked at Chen Ming being beaten on the field and said helplessly.

"Let you try my right and left combos!" He let go of Chen Ming, and the tyrant simply regarded him as a target for boxing training. He punched Chen Ming hard with his right fist;

Immediately, he punched Chen Ming with his left hand, then spun his whole body and hit Chen Ming in the chest with a "hanging kick".

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Chen Ming flew backwards like a rubber ball. He hit the sponge rope behind him and fell there softly.

The tyrant over there was not going to let him go just like that. He strode over. He waved his fist as big as a sandbag and punched him again. Unexpectedly, Chen Ming suddenly raised his hand to block it, and struck hard with his right hand.

The fist hit the tyrant's abdomen hard. Even though he was strong, he took two steps back in pain after receiving this fist.

"Okay! Boss, come on in!" The younger brothers of the Dragon Soul Club all shouted excitedly.

Of course, Chen Ming had to seize this opportunity. He quickly punched the tyrant in the face with his left and right fists. The latter took two steps back again, and Chen Ming was about to continue with his Wing Chun Japanese punch.

The pursuit continued. However, the tyrant was, after all, a formidable opponent, not as simple as the soft-legged shrimps he encountered.

He suddenly kicked Chen Ming in the abdomen, and then grabbed Chen Ming's hand; he used his other hand to shine on Chen Ming's face, and punched Chen Ming one after another.
Chapter completed!