Chapter 925： (1/2)

The man surnamed Qiu covered his abdomen, his expression in pain, but his eyes still looked at Wen Yu fiercely.

Leaning on the guardrail, someone was squeezing his shoulders, talking to him, and secretly gave him something by the way.

The referee turned a blind eye to all this, after all, this is not a fair place.

When the man surnamed Qiu gritted his teeth and rushed over again, a steel ring with a few thorns was placed on his five fingers, and it hit his face directly.

This scene suddenly caused an uproar. Some of the people in the audience began to protest, and even Jiang Cheng's expression changed slightly.

But in an instant Wen Yu avoided him again, this time wiping his face, but in the end there was still a scratch on the brow bone, and a bright red bloodshot faintly appeared in an instant.

Seeing that this person is actually making a lie, his eyes are full of coldness.

Then he took the initiative to attack, fast and fiercely, punching him on the nose, immediately making him back a few steps, he covered his nose in pain, but still felt that the nose was hot and two heats flowed down.

The hard work seemed to ignite the atmosphere on the court even more.

But Wen Yu no longer gave him a chance, avoiding the opponent's attack, he kicked him on the temple.

This is an important acupuncture point for the human body. If you don't control the strength, it will kill you, but he never wanted to control the strength.

The man surnamed Qiu was buzzing in his brain, and he couldn't stand still. Wen Yu took advantage of the victory and went straight up to lock his throat, his arm was severely strangled around his neck, and another fist hit him unceremoniously. Surface.

”boom--”

Bang Bang Bang, time after time, the blood from the man's nose splashed out and his mouth was bleed.

Because he is much stronger than him, but he feels that this kid is so powerful that he is going to die, as if he is venting his terrible anger.

Wen Yu just attacked with one punch after another, leaving the opponent with no power to parry.

The bottom of his eyes were stained with blood-red hostility, as if a little confused, and his mind was full of the scenes that happened before.