I'm really not a fool

"What did you say?"

Wu Huan, who was beside him, didn't hear clearly, and asked.

Wang Zheng replied lightly: "Mei Yiqi won."

Wu Huan was still puzzled, looking at Mei Yiqi, who was obviously scrapped and forced into a corner on the field, just barely dodging, how could he win?

Wang Zheng didn't explain, looking at the situation on the field carefully, he wanted to take a good look at what other tricks Mei Yiqi had.

Zhu Canyang had shed a lot of blood now, and he was even doubting now that his opponent had made up his mind to kill himself by bleeding.

But fortunately, the other party has been forced into a corner, his injuries are so serious, as long as he comes with a punch, the other party will definitely not be able to hold on.

As soon as he thought of this, he cheered up and shouted again: "Demon!

Then his pale golden skin seemed to turn a little red, and the muscles on his body flared up, and if you listened closely, you could hear the sound of blood rushing in the veins.

Seeing as countless blood condensed onto his right arm, his entire arm suddenly swelled, becoming larger and thicker.

Then he found the opportunity to blast Mei Yiqi with all his might.

At this time, Mei Yiqi's face was pale and angry, and it seemed that she would fall down at any time.

Seeing that the other party finally couldn't hold his breath, he was also secretly relieved.

Looking at the fist that was larger and flashing with golden light in front of him, he closed his eyes gently.

Seeing Mei Yiqi's movements, everyone in the audience exclaimed.

"This, he gave up at this time?"

"The injury is so serious, and it is not easy to hold on until now, but why doesn't he shout to admit defeat? In this game, if you don't shout to admit defeat, the other party won't stop. And

Zhu Canyang really didn't stop, the mentor said on the first day, respect every opponent, go all out when you play, underestimate the enemy, and only die of yourself.

"Boom-"

With this punch, the violent air flow surged wildly.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Mei Yiqi's body seemed to be a piece of paper, and with the blast of this punch, he was driven by the fist wind to slide downward, as if he was not hurt at all.

At this moment, Mei Yiqi opened his eyes, and at this moment, where did he look like he had given up.

Seeing that Mei Yiqi was still insisting, Zhu Canyang also scolded: "Grass! It's fucking tough. He

was also a little weak with this punch, and was about to force him back with a left-handed punch.

Mei Yiqi even smiled.

Then he opened his mouth.

"Hiss

~hiss~~hiss~~~~~" Countless aircurrents surged into his mouth, and the strong air pressure almost emptied the surrounding air, making Zhu Canyang feel that it was a little difficult to even breathe.

But this feeling is only fleeting, because at this moment, Mei Yiqi has closed his mouth, and then his mouth keeps chewing as if he is eating something.

"Win!"

Although Zhu Canyang knew that the other party must be playing some tricks, he knew that he had won when he saw his fists constantly approaching.

It's impossible for him to dodge this punch, and as long as this punch hits, no matter what other opponent has, he will win.

Looking at Mei Yi's angry appearance, he was very confident in his judgment.

This guy in front of him can't even stand on his feet, and this punch will win.

His powerful punch roared with the sound of tearing through the air, but the moment his fist was about to hit Mei Yiqi, the change still happened.

He could even feel the tiny fluff on the other person's face.

But at this time, Mei Yiqi opened her mouth again.

"Whew

~~~~~~~~~~~" A violent whirlwind whistled out of his mouth.

The intense air flow that was constantly rotating quickly condensed into a horizontal tornado, first blowing Zhu Canyang's fist, and then moving forward with an incomparable momentum.

Zhu Canyang's defensive talent didn't seem to have any effect, and the golden light disappeared in a flash, and it was pierced with a slight stir.

The small tornado slammed into his chest, cutting through his flesh and then through his back.

Countless pieces of blood and internal organs were brought out, and then flew into the distance, gradually dissipating into the air and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhu Canyang stared blankly at the fist-sized hole in his chest, opened his mouth and seemed to say something, and then fell to the sky.

And Mei Yiqi, who had a collapsed face, whispered back a thank you.

Then he stumbled forward, and after barely standing still, he turned his head to look at Wang Zheng, only to see that Wang Zheng had already stood up and was applauding him.

It was only then that he saw that the teacher of the treatment team had already played.

He didn't even hear the referee's decision, and then his eyes went black and he fainted.