Royal Beauty Collection

Imperial Beauty Treasure - Chapter 170 [-]: Shura vs Iron Fist

In fact, in this kind of cruel and bloody black boxing arena, it doesn't mean that being big is powerful. Up to now, Zhao Zegang is still looking at the floor in front of him expressionlessly, and he doesn't look directly at him with that calm expression. That "iron fist" flew high.

"Damn! This old boy really knows how to pretend to be cowardly..."

"Humph... just pretend, if you don't pretend, you'll be beaten up by Gao Fei in a while until his mother doesn't know him anymore!"

"Quack...I really want to see him get kicked by Goofy!"

"Hey, I really want to see Gao Fei kick this dead soldier out of shit!"

"Hey...I want to see him get fucked, but it's a pity that there is no such program...It's a pity!"

"Nimma, your taste is so fucking strong..."

The competition hadn't even started yet, but the audience around the ring had already started discussing eagerly, because Zhao Zegang had only participated in one competition, and that competition was held in a small area, so most of them didn't know what Zhao Zegang's background was. , so I am more optimistic about the Sanda strongman who has an impressive record of eight matches and eight wins, and better size and appearance-Iron Fist Gaofei!

Because many spectators have watched Gao Fei's game and witnessed him brutally killing 3 opponents and maiming 5 opponents. Broken bones and heads with fists!

At this time, in the hidden monitoring room above the boxing ring, the young man sitting on the sandalwood chair, watching the situation on the screen, suddenly asked the silent old man in black next to him in a cold voice. : "Uncle Long, who do you think will win?"

The old man in black uttered a hoarse voice like scratching open glass: "The one whose surname is Zhao!"

"Oh...hehe...I think so too...Uncle Long, you are a master of boxing, how long do you think Gao Fei can last?" the young man asked again.

"If Zhao's surname is all-round, it will take up to 2 minutes!" The old man in black replied coldly.

"Uh... only 2 minutes! It's going to be soon!" The young man couldn't help being surprised.

"The 2 minutes I said was to save face for Gao Fei! In fact, if the surnamed Zhao is willing to use the killer move unique to special forces, Gao Fei can't even survive for half a minute!" The old man in black said again.

"Half a minute! This...isn't it possible!?" The young man showed a look of astonishment.

"Hehe... the one surnamed Zhao won't use his ultimate move right away, but he will definitely win. This match is definitely not his end. Just watch!" The old man in black responded and stopped talking. , he looked at the screen and watched the movement below the boxing ring, the expression on his face was immaculate...

At this time, the attention of the competition began...

This underground black boxing is not a martial arts competition, but a life-and-death Shura arena. Naturally, the iron fist Gao Fei knew it very well. When the referee announced the start of the boxing match, he moved and immediately walked towards Zhao Zegang.

Soon, he stood in front of Zhao Zegang, raised his right hand, stretched out his thumb, pointed at the floor, and then wiped his neck, with a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth, showing great contempt for Zhao Zegang.

And Zhao Zegang, who had been looking down at the floor of the arena, also raised his head, his eyes were as indifferent as ice, watching the iron fist flying high, and did not respond to his provocative actions.

"Gao Fei, hit, go!"

"Yes! Kill him! Kill him! Kill the old boy!"

"Goofy, come on! Fuck his old ass with your fists!!"

Feeling the strong smell of gunpowder, the audience in the audience began to rage, and they spoke out one after another. Since most of the audience were supporters of Tekken Goofy, and they all bet on him, psychologically, they I very much hope that Gao Fei can kill Zhao Zegang!

Hearing the wild shouts from the audience, Gao Fei's blood surged, he moved first, his feet slipped, and he rushed to Zhao Zegang's front like lightning, his upper body was completely motionless, but his right foot made a "whoosh" , a high whip kick, sweeping towards Zhao Zegang's left temple.

This is one of the attacking methods that Gao Fei is good at, and his kick has been honed over thousands of years. It is as fast as lightning, extremely fast, and its strength is astonishing. If an ordinary boxer is hit by this kick, he will not die or be disabled. !

But Zhao Zegang naturally knew it was powerful, but he didn't intend to avoid it. His eyelids twitched slightly, and his right hand suddenly lifted up, pressed to the right, and slapped Gao Fei's right foot that was sweeping towards his temple.

The two collided, and there was a "pop", which was as crisp as a huge whip.

The figures of the two were separated at the touch of a touch, but Zhao Zegang and Gao Fei took two steps back together, managed to stand still, and then looked at each other again.

"Fuck! This... this guy's strength is so heavy!"

Gao Fei, who stood firm, only felt a faint numbness in his right foot, and the astonishment in his heart was beyond words. He never thought that his foot, which could break gold and crack rocks, would be dispelled by such an ordinary slap by Zhao Zegang. Yes, moreover, the force returned from the shock made him feel like his scalp was frowning...

Surprised, Gao Fei raised his eyes and looked over, and saw that Zhao Zegang's face was still as calm as a mountain, but there seemed to be a cold look of "just so" in his eyes...

This time, Gao Fei was furious. As the overlord of the underground boxing arena with eight victories in eight fights, when had he been so despised by others? At that moment, he roared and rushed forward again!

All of a sudden, he came in front of Zhao Zegang, twisted his body—"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" He punched three times in a row!

The speed of these three punches was as fast as a meteor chasing the moon, and their strength was as fierce as a tiger. They attacked Zhao Zegang's left and right temples in two ways, focusing on the heart and other vital points!

This is exactly one of Zhang Chengliang's best killing moves - "Three Combos of Tigers"!

This Iron Fist Gao Fei once killed 2 opponents by virtue of his ferocious "Tiger Triple Strike" punching technique.

A trace of surprise flickered in Zhao Zegang's eyes. He hadn't expected that Gao Fei would use his ultimate move so quickly, so he quickly retreated a few steps, trying to avoid Gao Fei's ferocious attack.

Gao Fei's eyes were fierce, and while punching continuously, his body suddenly pressed up, chasing Zhao Zegang.

"boom!"

Zhao Zegang dodged the first two punches, but the third punch didn't dodge, and it didn't hit Zhao Zegang's heart. Remember the crisp and dull beating sound.

"Oh!" Zhao Zegang took a few steps back from the beating, rubbed his aching chest, a layer of skin was lifted from the corner of his mouth by the force of the punch, and blood oozes out, looking quite embarrassed.

"Wow! Well done! Fuck him, Goofy! Fuck him hard!"

"Blow his head off! Goofy, beat him hard, beat the shit out of this old brat!"

"Goofy, come on! Keep killing this guy, I like to see blood!"

Seeing this, the audience around the ring shouted frantically. From the beginning of the match to now, Gao Fei has always taken the initiative to attack. These audiences really thought that Zhao Zegang was in a weak position...

Hearing the crazy shouts of the audience, Gao Fei felt even more excited and proud. He raised his hands, let out a loud roar, patted his chest again, then pointed at Zhao Zegang opposite him, and made a gesture of contempt, expressing his disdain. You can fuck him yourself!

Zhao Zegang remained expressionless, just licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood motionless on the ring.

Gao Fei was irritated by his expression again, he let out a roar, leaped up, and rushed to him, swung his right fist—"Huh!" A powerful right swing punched Zhao Zegang's Head smashed.

Zhao Zegang hurriedly lowered his head and narrowly avoided it, but Gao Fei's attack did not stop. He took a step forward and immediately threw a ferocious uppercut with his left hand.

"Bang!" This time Zhao Zegang didn't dodge again, he was punched directly in the abdomen, and he staggered back a few steps, standing on the edge of the ring, as if he would fall down at any moment.

"Wow! Good fight! Gao Fei, hurry up and kill that girl!"

"Yes! Break his old bones!"

"Squeeze his egg yolk! Blast his head!"

The audience who supported Gao Fei cheered wildly again, as if they saw the winning ticket and were ready to win money...

And Gao Fei roared excitedly again, and rushed towards Zhao Zegang, intending to knock him down to the ground in one go, and then beat him to death with heavy punches.

However, Zhao Zegang bent his body, did not dodge, but suddenly snorted coldly, his body moved violently, it was just a non-remarkable forward sliding sidestep, and his body actually moved towards Gao Fei head-on, at an unbelievable angle. , stepped into his middle palace position.

Gao Fei suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura rushing into his heart, like a poisonous snake attacking, he instinctively wanted to withdraw his legs and return to defense, but unfortunately it was too late...

But at this moment, the old man in black standing in the hidden monitoring room raised his eyelids and said three words in a cold voice - "Gao Fei is defeated!"

As soon as his words fell—a huge change immediately took place in the boxing ring!

"Crack..."

There was only a dull and crisp sound, and Zhao Zegang's right fist hit Gao Fei's chest, and a strong lethal force broke his sternum, and his chest was sunken!

"Wow!" Gao Fei spat out a stream of blood, howled miserably, and fell directly on the ring, unconscious immediately, the scene was extremely bloody...