"Look, the Fangxin Arsonist has actually used his Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Fist. The punch speed has reached its peak. It seems that our a-9 player is in danger!"
The host was also watching the game on the big screen, and when the arsonist began to punch, he also began to explain.
"That's it, yes, that's it, beat him to death!!"
"Hahahaha, now that the arsonist in the heart has used the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Fist, then this A-9 ant won't live long!"
"You know, the speed of his punches with this move has basically exceeded the limit of human beings. He can punch at least twenty punches per second. Even the extremely strong wolf cannot withstand such an attack!"
And just when the crowd was cheering.
Seeing this scene, Qin Hao knew that his plan had finally succeeded.
As long as you successfully anger the other party, from now on, it is impossible for the other party to notice everything you say and do.
When the fists in front of him came like a storm, Qin Hao quickly made a panicked look, quickly raised his hands and put them in front of him, as if to block.
At the same time, his steps are constantly retreating, and he is making repeated horizontal jumps to the left and right.
Although the opponent's attack seemed very fast to ordinary people, even exceeding the limit they knew, to Qin Hao, it was about the same speed as a turtle slowly crawling on the ground.
After all, how could he, a player whose combat power is stronger than that of ordinary Golden Core monks, be frightened by this ant whose cultivation is a sealed innate warrior?
On the contrary, what Qin Hao has to do at this time is to be careful not to injure the opponent every time his fist falls on him, and to use the opponent's strength in a very gentle and gentle way.
The only way to get rid of it is to eliminate at least about 90% of it.
Otherwise, according to Qin Hao's current physical fitness and physical strength, the body that has been refined for forty times has already become harder than steel. The opponent's attack falling on him is not equivalent to
Does an egg hit a stone?
After achieving this, Qin Hao still needs to act and act more realistically. After all, in the eyes of everyone, he is extremely weak.
Under normal circumstances, wouldn't he be beaten until he was unable to fight back and then enter a state of near-death?
Qin Hao felt that it was really difficult for him. When others came up to face the enemy, they all tried their best to defeat their opponents by using all their might.
As for himself, he tried every means to protect his opponent. He could not let his opponent get injured so easily, and then he had to make himself look extremely embarrassed. How could he use the smallest advantage and even look lucky enough?
To win this game...
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"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang..."
The Fangxin arsonist's fists fell crazily on Qin Hao's body like raindrops, looking extremely fierce!
Qin Hao, on the other hand, was retreating steadily under the attack of punch after punch, his arms were constantly shaking, and Qin Hao kept making "Uuuuuu" sounds, which sounded like he was begging for mercy.
Like a cry of pain.
Blood began to flow from Qin Hao's nostrils and corners of his mouth, and his whole body began to tremble. He looked shaky, like the last seconds of a dying person.
Seeing this scene, the arsonist became excited, his face even more angry than before, and he felt extremely relieved inside.
"No matter how arrogant you are! If you have the ability, scream again!"
"Where did you go with your arrogance just now?!"
The arsonist in Fangxin taunted, and his offensive only increased.
Qin Hao still didn't speak, his eyes were staring at the arsonist in his heart, his lips had lost the color of his blood, and his eyes were red.
The audience who saw this scene also cheered and felt extremely happy. They were like arsonists in the field at this moment.
Some people stood up directly and shouted: "Kill him, yes, beat him to death like this!!"
"Crush him into a pulp!"
The emotions at the scene have been brought to the climax by this scene.
But Happy in the audience clenched his fists, sweat dripping down from his armpits, forehead, and cheeks like rain, his eyes fixed on the stage, extremely nervous.
"Master Duan, come on, hold on, don't fall. If you fall, not only will your more than 1,500 spiritual grasses be in vain, but also half of my life's savings will be wasted.
ah!!"
"My money is a trivial matter, but your money is all earned through your hard work in refining medicine!!"
Although this is said, what Happy cares about most is his own money. After all, his own money is more important...
However, at this moment, when everyone was nervous or cheering for the battle on the field, Qin Hao had already retreated to the edge of the beast cage, almost touching the cage behind him.
Qin Hao's originally weak expression suddenly revealed a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth.
Then, Qin Hao was seen using all his strength to dodge to the side, and then, as expected, he fell directly to the ground. It looked like Qin Hao could no longer hold on.
Seeing this scene, the face of the arsonist showed a happy look, could he finally hold on no longer?
With that said, he wanted to stop, then jumped up and gave Qin Hao an elbow, sending him on his way to the end.
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. The fist that the arsonist had just thrown out seemed to be unable to be taken back. After Qin Hao fell to the ground, he swung it forward.
The next moment, he hit the iron cage directly!
"Bang!"
The audience present only heard a huge sound of arms hitting the iron cage!
"ah!!"
Immediately afterwards, the Fangxin Arsonist on the stage let out a scream and quickly retracted his hand, covering the arm he had just hit on the cage, with a look of pain on his face.
Seeing this scene, the audience present was stunned and didn't know what happened.
"What's wrong with this?"
"Why did the arsonist suddenly scream?!"
In their eyes, the heart arsonist just punched the iron cage and nothing else.
Although they all know that this iron cage is very hard, for normal people, punching it will definitely hurt their fists.
But the arsonist in his heart is different. He is a professional boxer, and he has practiced the hardness of his fists. Not to mention hitting the cage, even if he hits the marble, if the marble does not crack, it will be considered the opponent.