Li Mu's fists were illuminated by the light, and it was not even possible to see how many punches he had punched.
The phantom created by the afterimages of countless fists struck Simon's fat belly like crazy.
A large amount of fat was even punched out by Li Mu's fist like ripples of meat.
Backing away continuously.
The 280-pound body was beaten like a sandbag by Li Mu, unable to fight back.
"It's unbelievable, Phantom! This fist is so fast."
Within a few seconds, Simon had been beaten from the middle of the ring to the edge of the ring.
Seeing that Simon was beaten until he couldn't get up, the referee hurriedly stepped forward to stop Li Mu.
Li Mu shook his shoulders and neck, and was pulled up by the referee. The muscles on his body were bulging like a Super Saiyan.
Photographers off the court frantically took pictures of Li Mu.
Many fans screamed excitedly.
"Bruce Lee of China! Chinese Kung Fu!"
"Look at that man on the ground. God, the Ripper was beaten so badly."
Fist seals, lots of fist seals.
In front of the Ripper's chest, clear four-finger fist prints were printed on the opponent's body like a branding iron.
A large number of red and swollen areas were connected together. Simon Marcus struggled to get up several times, but fell to the ground.
The ribs were still broken despite the large amount of fat.
As soon as he stood up, a large amount of blood and teeth spit out from his mouth.
Just as he was speaking, Li Mu punched him in the face, and all the front teeth in his mouth were knocked out by Li Mu's punch.
Simon Marcus held on to the rope at the edge of the ring and tried to get up several times, but all failed.
"The punching speed is really too fast. It took just ten seconds. Let's use a high-speed camera to see the number of punches he threw..."
"Now slow down and double the speed. This is the punching speed..."
"Oh my god, even if you play it slow, you still can't see the speed of this punch."
"The camera keeps slowing down, and in a blink of an eye it has slowed down to eight times."
"Incredible punching speed, Blade's punches are both shocking in terms of strength and speed."
"98 punches in one second! God, the fastest boxer in the world can punch ten punches in one second. Li Mu's punching speed has almost broken the world record!"
…
At this time, the underground black boxing organization Black Mist.
Seeing Simon being beaten to the point where he was almost seriously injured and on the verge of death, all the top brass of the underground black boxing organization turned pale.
impossible.
Why is it so strong?
His weight is completely different from Simon's. How did he win such a competition?
"Boss, give up! Simon Marcus cannot die, he is our cash cow..."
Yugas looked gloomy, slammed the table, and howled loudly with blood-red eyes: "Give up? That's more than 10 billion!"
"No way, we can't lose this battle... let Simon use that thing!"
For the staff of the underground arena, a person hidden in the shadows said something into the headset.
The person who received the order immediately nodded, secretly found the person in charge of the entire boxing match, and whispered: "Give Simon some extra information, the boss will win this one."
The person in charge, Carlson, nodded, put his hand into his pocket without noticing, and pressed a small controller...
Adrenaline and testosterone are rising rapidly...
Roshan, who had already fainted, woke up again as the modules buried under the muscle tissue fragmented.
Danger!
Li Mu originally stood on the opposite side of the ring and raised his fists in protest, but inexplicably, his sixth sense suddenly trembled, and there was murderous intent behind him!
I saw that Simon Marcus, who had a bruised nose and face that was swollen and covered in blood, suddenly had veins popping out on his neck. His shoulders that were hanging on both sides suddenly hit the ring pillar, and the dislocated joints healed instantly.
The heat is abnormal, and bursts of steam are actually coming out of Simon's body at this time!
Li Mu's pupils shrank instantly.
He knew that this was a common method used by international killers. Simon Marcus had hidden adrenaline boxes and multiple small hormone needles installed in his subcutaneous fat...
So-called subcutaneous hormone injections are not common in the underground black boxing market, but they are by no means uncommon.
This stimulant is implanted into the fat of athletes and used secretly in black boxing competitions.
In underground black boxing matches, opponents are often beaten to death, so it is difficult for people to investigate the use of stimulant injections in the middle of the match. The one who survives is the winner.
Before the audience on the stage could react, Simon Marcus, who was dying, suddenly howled angrily and rushed towards Li Mu!
A large amount of stimulants quickly rejuvenated his body. Under the dual stimulation of hormones and adrenaline, Simon Marcus was like a beast coming back to life, launching a desperate counterattack towards Li Mu.
Seeing that something was not going well, Li Mu tried to retreat and dodge, but Simon Marcus's muscles had turned a strange red color, and his eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.
Punch!
Li Mu tossed and turned, trying to avoid this fatal punch. However, he didn't know whether the referee deliberately did not leave the field, or whether he didn't have time. The referee was behind Li Mu's dodge.
Although he was clearly blocking Li Mu's path, the referee was also shrewd. When he saw Li Mu bumping into him, he first grabbed Li Mu's arms with his hands, and then quickly raised his own hands.
The intention of doing this was obvious. He first blocked Li Mu's way, and then raised his hands to prove that he did not interfere with the game.
Insidious, very insidious.
However, if Li Mu was so easy to plot, he would have died ten thousand times.
Seeing that the referee intended to harm him, Li Mu turned his feet, and at the same time as he used his hook, his body swayed, and he "inadvertently" brought the referee to his position.
"The Tearer's terrifying punch has already been struck."
"I can even feel the opponent's tearing fist wind through the big screen."
"God, what's going on? Is the referee crazy?"
…
The commentator has not yet reacted.
I saw that the referee who was brought to him by Li Mu in a flash had already met Simon Marcus's iron fist.
Whoops!!
As a strong wind sounded, the referee who was hit instantly flew into the air and was actually knocked off the edge of the ring!
"My God, what a terrifying punch this is..."
"Hell, the referee was punched hard by Simon and his facial bones were broken in just one round..."
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the referee.
I saw the referee struggling to get up from the ground, and worriedly asked the surrounding staff: "Has my face been hit crooked?"
The staff nodded in horror when they saw his collapsed facial bones.
"God, the impact force that different parts of human bones can withstand ranges from 200 kilograms to 500 kilograms. Simon Marcus's punch just now has exceeded the punching force of many of the world's top boxers!"
"Such a heavy punch is definitely as powerful as a KO punch. If he is hit by an angry Ripper, the consequences will be disastrous. Under such circumstances, Blade has no choice but to dodge..." The commentator shouted in surprise.
roared.
Just as he responded excitedly, Li Mu suddenly moved his body without evading, pressed his back foot against the ring pillar, leaned forward, and punched Simon Marcus' fist in the same direction!
"Blade didn't choose to dodge! Faced with the opponent's heavy punch bombardment, he chose to fight head-on!"