"Huh?"

Wang Hao frowned, looked down at his arm, and his fingertips twitched unconsciously twice.

He suffered a loss in the previous fight.

In terms of strength, he asked himself that he was not as good as Han Feiyang.

However, the decisive battle on the ring depends not only on strength, but also on skills and killer moves.

"Wind and Thunder Fist!"

Wang Hao did not hesitate, and the Gang Qi surged out, infused into his fists, and then attacked again.

His fists were like lightning, hitting wildly, and instantly blasted out hundreds of punches, and a fist shadow appeared in the air, which was dazzling.

"Interesting."

Han Feiyang still stood still and used the same moves as Wang Hao.

His fists swung quickly, creating shadows all over the sky, colliding with Wang Hao's fists in the air.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Intensive explosions were heard frequently, as if setting off firecrackers.

The energy waves of the explosions were endless.

The two fought faster and harder, and the noise they caused became louder and louder.

The audience in the audience could not see the movements of the two at all. They could only see countless shadows of fists flying all over the sky, and they could not tell who was who.

This was the first time they had seen such a simple and rough bombardment.

The two did not dodge or evade, but just fought with fists, you bombarded me, I bombarded you, without any retreat.

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