Just when everyone felt that Qi Dangxian was unable to crack Clark's "Dragon Captor", a change happened.
I saw his shoulder blades shaking suddenly, his body sinking slightly, his legs spiraling, and the fist locked by Clark suddenly rotated along with the twisting of his shoulder blades.
This spiral burst out with penetrating force, broke away from Clark's iron hand, and smashed into the opponent's chest and abdomen.
Du Rilun couldn't help but clenched his fist hard at this moment, and he could feel the power of this punch.
Back then, when they were on the war headquarters building, the soldiers gathered in the square to sing, and Qi Dangxian had punched something like this, which was like the unity between man and nature.
And today's punch is more terrifying and more powerful than the previous one!
Clark's back was visibly arched with a large bulge, and his chest and abdomen were also dented.
He weakly let go of his hands, then slowly stepped back, and then sat down cross-legged.
There was silence.
No one spoke, but everyone widened their eyes and stared at Clark in the field, wondering what his condition was.
Qi Dangxian slowly exhaled a hot breath. This breath spurted out from his mouth, like a cloud dragon, flew straight out three or four meters away, and then slowly dissipated.
His internal organs, just like a high-speed engine, had reached the limit. Now they relaxed, the breath in his internal organs was sprayed out, and his whole person felt a sense of relief.
"You lost." Qi Bingxian lowered his hands, sweat falling from his fingertips like raindrops, dripping on the broken ground.
There is almost no good piece of granite left in the entire arena. There are gravel and powder everywhere, and even the steel bars in the middle have been stepped on and deformed.
Clark looked at Qi Dangxian, and then said: "I didn't lose to you, I lost to the Chinese people present."
Qi Bingxian asked: "Don't you call them Penglai people anymore?"
Clark said: "Since they can sing such a song together, there is no point in trying to separate them."
As he said this, he kept sighing.
Then, his head slowly dropped, his blue eyes gradually lost their luster, and his eyelids slowly closed.
"Thank you for your advice." Qi Dangxian had no expression on his face, bowed to Clark's body, clasped his fists in a salute, then turned and walked away.
It was only then that the scene erupted into a torrent of cheers, everyone roared loudly, and some hugged each other and celebrated wildly.
And some other guys who supported the Americans were pale and speechless. They never imagined that Clark would be defeated by Qi Bingxian. You know, he is the strongest person in the United States!
Robben couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I knew that the Archbishop of Avada would never lose. Even if he doesn't use the sacred secret method, he is unbeatable!"
The holy knight on the side echoed: "Yes, yes, Ava... Well, His Excellency, Archbishop Qi, is blessed by the spirit of Judge Samson, how could he lose? Judge Samson is the best warrior in our Holy Religion!"
Robben nodded. He felt no burden anymore, and presumably the Pope would no longer be worried about this matter.
After all, in his opinion, Qi Dingxian was being trained by His Majesty the Pope as his successor, so he naturally didn't want to see any surprises.
"Won?!"
Fu Fengyun looked at this scene, as if he was in a different world, and felt in a trance.
Just now, Qi Bingxian was suppressed by Clark, but in the blink of an eye, a punch ended the battle.
"We won!" Lu Tong on the side couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then shouted loudly.
People who had a good relationship with Qi Dangxian were all relieved at this time. Clark's strength made them all feel desperate.
Just now, Qi Dangxian's punches were all in vain, and he was suppressed by Clark's grasp, unable to gain the upper hand. But at this moment, the person dying in the ring was Clark.
Sun Guoquan, who led all this, couldn't help laughing loudly at this time. He felt that the Sun family lived up to their ancestors!
Then, he seemed to see the figure of his ancestor waving to him, so he followed him and asked: "Ancestor, am I doing a pretty good job?"
With a warm smile on his face, the ancestor said: "You have done a good job. This is exactly what our generation has been pursuing. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still have to work hard!"
After hearing this, Sun Guoquan also laughed, and then he followed the back of his ancestors and walked farther and farther.
"Brother?" Sun Qingxuan noticed that Sun Guoquan had no movement and couldn't help but shake his shoulder gently.
As soon as he felt his pulse, he knew that Sun Guoquan had passed away.
Sun Guoquan had just been touched by Qi Bingxian's punch, so he couldn't help but burn his last energy and took the lead in singing such a song, causing almost half of the people in the entire stadium to sing loudly along with him.
Singing... In the end, the victory was established for Qi Bingxian.
That was a punch that united nature and man.
Sun Qingxuan let out a long sigh, put his arms around Sun Guoquan's shoulders, let his body lean into his arms, and said: "Brother, let's go!"
"I actually won!" Jiuheng murmured, with an incredible look on his face.
"This is the power of humanity." Zhao Hongxiu said calmly, "Man can conquer nature. This saying is not unreasonable."
Jiuheng said thoughtfully: "I just don't know if he realized the secret of the indestructibility of the diamond in this battle with Clark?"
Zhao Hongxiu said: "Since he can display his extraordinary skills in the field of Go, and he completed such a battle with Clark today, he must have touched this field."
Zhao Hongxiu didn't know whether Qi Dangxian had achieved the invulnerability of the King Kong, but there was absolutely no one in the world who could block the punch just now.
Even an old Taoist priest who severely wounded Rigpa Tathagata with a sword may not be able to block such a punch.
That kind of punch carries so much power that no one in the world can catch it, no one can resist it.
Qi Bingxian, who defeated Clark, did not feel the joy and excitement after victory, but only a touch of melancholy and loneliness.
Having killed such an enemy, such an opponent, made him feel lost.
In the future, it will be difficult to find an enemy as interesting and powerful as Clark.
"I wonder if Clark's death can alleviate the crisis on Chen Yu's side?" Qi Dingxian thought.
Then, he couldn't help but think of his dead friend Chu Wudao, his big brother Lu Zhanlong who illuminated the way forward like a beacon, and Lei Tianci who died drunk at the wine table...
Finally, he smiled faintly and murmured: "How could I lose?"