Marcus stood up and walked step by step towards Prince Shi who was standing in the field. He walked very heavily and steadily, with two legs that were enough to bend the steel pipes supporting his steps, as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing the cruel Marcus standing up again, as if he had changed to someone else, Prince Shi put down his raised arms and stared at the other party's eyes in a very serious manner.

He could not see anything in the eyes of the brutal Marcus, because there was nothing in the other person's eyes. His pupils were clear and deep, and there was a flash of extraordinary light, as if he could suck someone in.

"You're dead." A voice that was so faint that it could not be more calm came from the cruel Marcus's mouth, and everyone felt a sense of cold wind blowing, which was so cold that it was bone-cold.

But the brutal Marcus did not use a cold voice, but just a sound that was so light that it was not as colorful as it was. But this sound made people rise to a cold and cold that was three feet long.

The fight has not ended, but has just begun.

Faced with the brutal Marcus, whose breath of his whole body changed completely, Prince Shi charged towards the other party without any hesitation.

In the violent charge, one of his lame legs seemed to have recovered, and he stepped on the ground with both feet and launched an attack with absolutely domineering power.

"Swish!"

After rushing to the brutal Marcus, Prince Shi hit the opponent's face with the simplest punch, and it was a spinning strike.

The speed and strength of the fist hit by a rotating will become greater, just like a bullet must rely on the rotating rifle to send it out in order to maintain its speed and penetration.

The fist that was combusting with the air quickly arrived instantly and came to the cruel Marcus.

Regardless of speed or strength, this punch has reached the absolute peak. The eldest brother of the Martyrs Company has never been a weak person. He is not only not weak, but also powerful and perverted.

Faced with this punch, Brutal Marcus immediately took a small step back. While stepping back, his cheeks tilted back, making Prince Shi's fist reach the peak of stretching due to the limitation of arm length and could no longer stretch forward.

The fist tip was close to Marcus's nose, perhaps only one centimeter, or less than one centimeter. But it was this insignificant distance that made Prince Shi's attack was vain.

But Prince Shi smiled, pulled up his lips and showed a cruel smile.

His fist suddenly opened, his five fingers wide open, and his whole body rushed forward with the strength of his left leg, towards the brutal Marcus's cheek.

The five rough fingers were as hard as iron. As long as Prince Shi was kept in it, Marcus's facial bone would be broken.

The sudden change of moves almost made the eyes of people around them fall. They are sure that they cannot do what Prince Shi is like. Because this change of moves requires strong adaptability and great force to push the ground with both legs.

If there is no strength, you cannot let your body rush forward; if there is no strength, changing moves will be useless.

But Prince Shi changed his moves faster, and Marcus was even faster. He did not retreat but advanced, and his body rotated hard at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with his naked eyes, avoiding Prince Shi's right and turning into the other party's arms.

While turning into his arms, an elbow burst out, hitting Prince Shi's ribs.

"Click!"

The sound of the ribs being smashed was heard. After the second force was exerted, Prince Shi dragged his lame legs and could not pull out his body to return to defense. When he could not return to defense, his two ribs were interrupted by the brutal Marcus's elbow.

The broken bones were ripped inwardly under the powerful and violent force, deeply obstructing his lung lobes.

“Hululu…”

Blood foam poured out of Prince Shi's mouth through his throat. His eyes were wide open, and his whole body was fixed there.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to resist, but his own lame leg! He relies on one leg to exert force. If the lame leg can exert force, he can effectively avoid or defend.

But one of his legs was lame and could only drag on the ground like a burden.

"Die." Marcus, who was entangled with Prince Shi, whispered: "Maybe you can really fight a critical strike when you are intact, but unfortunately you are just a disabled person. My opponent is not you, so I only use half of my strength."

As he finished speaking, the brutal Marcus danced his fists and pushed the chest fiercely towards Prince Shi.

The distance to exert force is very small, so small that the descendant of Sun Huxiong, Wing Chun, would be amazed when he saw it.

The force that was close to the body was even stronger than any inch strength. And this power was so huge that it was unimaginable that Prince Shi, whose lung lobe was pierced, clearly felt that the god of death was waving to him.

"roar!"

A roar came from Prince Shi's mouth, and he suddenly lay back and avoided the punch. The moment he lay on his back, his intact right leg suddenly raised his knee and hit the brutal Marcus's body hard.

This is an attack that strives to save one's life. Prince Shi has no other choice, so he can only do this.

"Bang!"

The knees hit the brutal Marcus's body, causing his critical punch to fail and took two heavy steps forward.

The brutal Marcus, who had fallen into the blunder, was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have not expected his attack to fail. He stood there after taking two steps.

Prince Shi, who had completed the life-saving attack in an instant, landed heavily on the ground, and immediately ejected up as soon as he landed. He covered the ribs that had broken the two bones with his left hand, and staggered backwards while coughing with anger.

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Rib injury is a small matter, and lung lobe trauma is a big matter. Accompanied by the cough, one after another of blood foam flows down the corners of Prince Shi's mouth, breathing rapidly.

In a sudden reversal, the brutal Marcus, who got up again, directly defeated Prince Shi and lost his combat effectiveness. In his opinion, Prince Shi was already dead.

Prince Shi really could only swallow his sufferings into his stomach. If he was not a cripple, if his other leg was intact, it would be impossible for him to return to defense. Although the opponent's speed was really fast, and it was unimaginable.

"Haha, this is the critical strike." Zhukov, who had a smile back on his face, said to Li Xian: "See the trembling of the critical strike again. I believe this will be the most painful day in your life, hahaha...well?!"

Zhukov, who was laughing, stopped abruptly because his vision was blocked and a strong smell of alcohol came from the tip of his nose.

The drunk Xiao Yuanchao suddenly rushed to Zhukov, staring at him with his drunken eyes, and staring at him with confused and distracted eyes.
Chapter completed!