The side of the arena of the Dijing Hotel.

Lin Xiaoshuang looked at Liu Hao on the stage with some concern: "Dad, Li Xiaohe is a tough guy, his fighting spirit is also level 8, and his fists are really heavy."

She didn't say the rest, but she already understood the meaning very well.

Lao Lin's slightly cloudy eyes stared at the ring and said softly: "We will know the result soon."

Before, when Lao Lin watched the game between Liu Hao and his daughter in the entertainment center, he was excited and felt that Liu Hao must be an invincible top master.

But now, the blood has cooled down and reason has prevailed. Looking at his opponent Li Xiaohe, thinking about Li Xiaohe's brilliant record, Lao Lin's confidence in Liu Hao was a little shaken.

Yes, Liu Hao is very strong and a rare genius, but there are so many geniuses in this world. Isn’t Li Xiaohe also a top genius?

Li Xiaohe's performance in past battles was also very powerful. His void combat skills have reached a state of perfection.

They are all geniuses, why would Liu Hao win?

Just as Lao Lin was thinking a lot, the countdown clock on the stage made a loud noise, and the referee's voice sounded at the same time: "Open~~~~~~~ Battle!"

Just as the word "war" was finished, the two void warriors on the ring had already crossed more than 150 meters like shells, and they collided violently like meteors falling from the ground!

"Liu Hao seems to be a disadvantage!" Old Lin's eyebrows jumped.

He looked at the midline and found that Liu Hao's speed was one line slower than his opponent in the first wave of charge.

Lin Xiaoshuang was also paying close attention to the battle situation and couldn't help but shout: "Liu Hao actually wants to fight against Li Xiaohe head-on!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Xiaohe in the arena punched first.

His punch was a tentative jab, which was extremely fast, but even so, when the fist of the void armor slashed through the air, it still caused a series of wind and thunder explosions.

The peak punch value will immediately pop up on the arena data bar.

3210 tons!

This boxing power is already the effect of some third-rate players' heavy punches, and Li Xiaohe actually punched the jab with the power of the heavy punch, which shows his strength!

"Okay~~~Wow~~" The audience's enthusiasm was ignited instantly, and the roars were connected.

In the private room of the class reunion, Hua Zi's male and female classmates couldn't help but exclaim, and several male classmates who loved the Void Armor shouted directly: "Wow~ The fight is so strong!"

Facing Li Xiaohe's violent iron fist, Liu Hao's footsteps were not moving, and his upper body leaned back slightly.

"Huh~"

Li Xiaohe's fist was less than half a centimeter away from Liu Hao's armored neck guard. From other angles, it seemed that he had hit the target.

But this distance of less than half a centimeter has become an insurmountable barrier.

When Lao Lin saw this punch, his eyebrows beat again: "What an accurate sense of distance!"

To deal with a burst boxer like Li Xiaohe, the most important ability is to control the distance between the two sides. As long as you can control it, you can control the rhythm of the battle.

Like Liu Hao, a slight dodge will eliminate the threat of the opponent's fist, which is equivalent to using a small amount of physical strength to exchange for a opponent's fist, which can be said to be a big advantage.

But Lao Lin still didn't let go of his worries, because Li Xiaohe was not an ordinary person and was very physically strong. His fast punches were not only fast, but also continuous, and he could shoot a full 99 punches in one breath!

As long as you get up and down, Liu Hao's physical balance will be very likely to be broken.

Once the balance is broken, you may get a heavy punch, and Li Xiaohe's heavy punch has the terrifying power of killing one blow.

As expected by Lao Lin, Li Xiaohe punched the ball in vain, followed quickly with the next punch. At the same time, a new punch was brewing again, giving the opponent no chance to breathe.

In the private room, Li Chengfeng smiled slightly: "The show has begun."

At this moment, the iron fist Superman made a "hissing~" sound of the machine wheel flying, and the two iron arms seemed to have turned into overlapping quantum phantoms, completely covering the opponent.

Such boxing skills are extremely ornamental and destructive, and are worthy of the title of Iron Fist Superman.

The enthusiasm of the hotel audience was quickly pushed to the top, and excited screams kept coming from different private rooms.

But in the next moment, something even more terrifying happened.

As an opponent of Iron Fist Superman, facing this extremely fierce and devastating fist wave, Liu Hao did not retreat at all!

His upper body leaned back, his left side, his right side, and his squatted down slightly, and he always avoided his opponent's iron fist by a slight difference.

What he avoided was so precise and so fast that his upper body turned from solid to virtual, and there were overlapping phantoms.

At a sudden glance, the fist shadow and the figure seemed to have merged together, but in fact, the two sides had never had any real contact.

This is not a competition, this is dancing~ a dance of death walking on the fist~

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom~"

The wind and thunder exploded on the ring, and the liquefied gas vortex appeared and loomed at the edges and corners of the armor on both sides.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely rare peak duel, a gorgeous feast of vision and hearing!

“Ah~~~~~”

The audience could not find adjectives to describe their feelings in their hearts. Only by roaring loudly can they vent their ignited blood.

In 4 seconds, Li Xiaohe made 99 punches, and the force of each punch exceeded 3,000 tons.

In the same 4 seconds, his opponent dodged continuously, which made him lose his fist.

99 punches, punched the air.

Such a thing is unheard of!

Li Chengfeng's casual expression suddenly became a little solemn: "Oh~ Has Xiao He met a strong enemy?"

But other viewers didn't think so. They just wanted to see a passionate battle, and the scene in front of them exceeded their needs and completely ignited the passion in their hearts.

"Good fist~~"

"Good flash!"

"What a phantom magical skill~"

For a moment, the entire Dijing Hotel was shrouded in shocking cheers.

On the ring, after Li Xiaohe made 99 punches, even the peak fighting spirit at level 8 reached its limit of physical strength. He had to adjust his body and prepare to close his fist and enter the defensive moment, and at the same time, he breathed and returned to his strength.

Naturally, his attack also broke out for a moment.

This interval is very, very short, perhaps just like the blink time of a person.

But it was just like this that opportunity that was caught by Liu Hao.

The other party's wonderful boxing skills also ignited Liu Hao's competitive spirit.

Isn’t it a pity if I don’t respond with all my strength?

Punch!

With a twist of his body, he was extremely simple and hammered at Li Xiaohe's neck.

Seeing this move, Lin Xiaoshuang's body subconsciously shrank back: "Come again!"

Lin Xiaoshuang couldn't avoid this hook punch. Looking at Li Xiaohe again, he couldn't avoid it, and his neck armor was hit by the armor.

The difference is that in the morning, Liu Hao actually kept his hands, and his fist strength only exploded by 60%. Now, he was competitive with this punch, and he exploded with all his strength!

"Dong!"

A dull and transparent burst.

A huge blood-red number popped up in the data bar floating above the arena: 9845 tons!

With a punch, the fist waves that Li Xiaohe made disappeared without a trace, just like the surging waves encountered the reefs on the coast.

After being hit by this punch, Li Xiaohe's body shook violently, and his upper body was tilted back greatly. His body floated up and leaned back slightly, and his heels were off the ground, but his toes were still stuck to the ground. He seemed to be carrying a erect neck. After dragging it back for a full 45 meters, his body fell slightly. As a result, his hind legs were pressed to the ground, and the reaction force came, causing his body to pounce forward.

With a "pop~" sound, Li Xiaohe lay on the ground, motionless.

The referee starts a routine countdown.

"10,9,8..... The armor function is damaged! The structure is fatal to deform! The warrior died!"

"One punch ends!"

"Flash kill~~~~~~~~"

After only 3 seconds of reading, the referee roared and announced the result.

But the enthusiastic audience just now was silent, as if they were strangled by someone's throat, and they couldn't speak. Everyone was watching this scene incredibly.

Iron Fist Superman Li Xiaohe was defeated by someone with his fist?

But how could such a terrifying force be emitted by such a simple punch that seems a little soft?!

Is this unreasonable?

Could it be that the game data is wrong?

At this time, the projection crystal begins to play the final process of slowing down ten times.

The audience saw it clearly now.

The moment Liu Hao punched, the hard ring under his feet seemed to have turned into a spring bed, and a sag visible to the naked eye appeared. The moment his fist hit the opponent, it was wrapped in a circle of thick white liquefied air, as if wearing a white glove.

Death White Gloves!
To be continued...