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Chapter VII Willing to Gamble and Admit Loss(2/2)

As the saying goes, those who humiliate others will always humiliate them. Luo Xiu knew very well that even if he let Zhao Liang go today, the other party would not only not be grateful to him, but would also hate him.

"Good martial arts training does not mean that you are strong. You'd better not push yourself too far!" Zhao Liang had a ruthless look in his eyes.

"Yes, Luo Xiu, since you have already won, why do you still have to fight hard?"

"We are all students of the Martial Palace. We don't look up when we meet each other. It would be too much if you really want Zhao Liang to kowtow and admit his mistake."

Among the crowd of onlookers, some people who usually had a good relationship with Zhao Liang spoke up.

Luo Xiu's eyes were cold, he glanced at the people who were talking, and sneered: "If I were the loser, would you let me go?"

These people were swept away by Luo Xiu's gaze and couldn't help but take two steps back. In fact, everyone present was not a fool, but no one stood up to say a word to Luo Xiu, but they didn't want to offend Zhao Liang.

"I'll destroy you!"

When Luo Xiu was intimidating those people, Zhao Liang, who was standing opposite him, suddenly took action with a ferocious face. His arms were like two pythons, intertwined with each other, and the inner energy was flowing, fierce and clever.

This is clearly another third-grade martial art, Double Python Fist. Although it is not as powerful as Luo Guang Fist, it is very fast and hard to guard against.

He made up his mind that he would never kowtow and admit his mistake, but as long as Luo Xiu was deposed, even if he would be shamed by others, it would be better than being unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

Luo Xiu also didn't expect that a person like Zhao Liang could be so sinister and vicious. The opponent's attack would go straight to the vital parts of his waist. If he was really hit, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

"Tamron style!"

With an angry shout, Luo Xiu circulated his inner energy to the extreme, leaped into the sky, avoided his vital points, extended his arms, and moved like a dragon. He brought up the afterimage with his fists and blasted fiercely towards Zhao Liang.

Zhao Liang's expression changed. He didn't expect Luo Xiu to be able to dodge his attacks and counterattack when he was in danger.

He quickly changed his moves, a faint light lit up between his hands, and used his strongest martial skill, Luo Guang Fist.

"Bang!"

The fists of the two collided together, and everyone onlookers could feel the pain on their cheeks caused by the strong wind.

Zhao Liang's body trembled, and there was a sharp pain in his fist. The energy and blood in his body surged, and he almost vomited blood.

"Kneel down!"

At this moment, Luo Xiu reached out to grab him. Zhao Liang's first reaction was to block him, but his two arms seemed to have lost consciousness and did not obey his orders.

I saw Luo Xiu's palm expanding continuously in his eyes, and pressed on his forehead with a bang.

A huge force arose on his body, followed by severe pain in his legs and knees, but he was kicked by Luo Xiu's toes, causing him to kneel directly on the ground with a plop.

"A man must have integrity and be willing to admit defeat."

Luo Xiu had no expression on his face and pressed Zhao Liang's head directly, hitting the ground with a bang.
Chapter completed!
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