Chapter 537 (2/2)
The referee said.
”Now start the second contest, Chinese Zhao Yuanzhi vs. Indian GaLin!”
Soon the second competition began, and Zhao Yuanzhi took on the young master of Indian TIANRI religion.
Zhao Yuanzhi is a hand is full, crazy waving his fist toward each other, and this Jialin like a loach general, body constantly flashing, Zhao Yuanzhi's attack can't touch each other.
After an attack, Zhao Yuanzhi didn't touch each other at all, but this Jialin started to twist his hands to form a flower print, and attacked Zhao Yuanzhi.
Bang!
In the face of the other side's blow, Zhao Yuanzhi punched out, two forces collided, Zhao Yuanzhi's body actually stepped back a few steps.
In his mouth, Galen recited an obscure formula, and his hands condensed a mysterious fingerprint.
”Drink!”
Zhao Yuanzhi yelled angrily, his eyes filled with crazy look again, his blood began to boil, and his body blasted out towards the Jialin again, with all his strength in one punch.
Broken!
A word came out of his mouth. The fingerprints of his hands and Zhao Yuanzhi's fists were bombarded together, and two forces burst out.
An invisible strong wind swept in all directions. Zhao Yuanzhi's body trembled and stepped back. A touch of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the Indian God's Jialin's body also stepped back a few steps.”Ah
Zhao Yuanzhi let out a roar again, the blood in his body was boiling violently, his eyes were full of red, and his body shot towards the other side again.
The look of Galen began to become solemn, and it was crazy to mobilize its own strength.
Boom boom!
A force bombarded, Zhao Yuanzhi like a desperate Sanlang, crazy toward this Jialin attack, although the latter speed is very agile, like a loach.
However, under the stormy attack of Zhao Yuanzhi, he still couldn't retreat completely. After several punches, he vomited blood in his mouth.
More than ten minutes later, with a roar, they both flew upside down and landed on the ground, spitting blood in their mouths. Their bodies were badly damaged.
”Crazy Zhao!”
Song chenbo called, rushed to the past, Xiao Yifeng also walked in the past.
”Brother Xiao, what's his situation like?”
Song chenbo looked at Xiao Yifeng and said.
”He's seriously hurt!”
Xiao Yifeng inquired about Zhao Yuanzhi's body and said.
”Now that both sides are seriously injured and unable to take part in the next round of the competition, it is decided that both of them have lost the competition after discussion. The competition for the winner of the last elite competition is between Xiao Yifeng of China and Ichiro of cangye of Japan.”
The referee said that Zhao Yuanzhi and najialin were helped down.
”Xiaofeng, it's up to you next.”
Xiao Han looks at Xiao Yifeng and says.
”Don't worry!”
Xiao Yifeng smiles and looks very relaxed.
”Come on
Sitting on one side of Angelica Heart looking at Xiao Yi tuyere spit out two words.
Xiao Yifeng looks at Angelica dahurica and smiles.
”Hum, don't be happy too soon, or you will lose too miserably!”
Ouyanhong some not angry said.
”Don't worry, I won't be killed like you.”
Xiao Yifeng glanced at Ou Yanhong and walked out with a sneer. He was so angry that he bit his teeth.