Chapter 46 Daxia, hold on!

Author: Gu Jia Shiba

Chapter 46 Daxia, hold on!

Ask for a fight!

These four words hit everyone’s heart hard!

passionate!

On the arena.

Game start!

Can you keep it?

In the end, can you keep it?

"I told you, you can't win."

The opponent clenched his fist, and his powerful muscles had veins popping out, which was a symbol of strength. It seemed that one punch could knock this tired and stubborn boy to the ground.

"I can win you, no problem."

Qiao Yu's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were like those of an eagle in the wild, staring at its prey.

The other party is moving!

The man's boxing skills at his peak strength are like tigers and tigers attacking.

Qiao Yu held his breath for a moment, his figure was like an afterimage, and he quickly avoided it.

But the opponent obviously doesn't want to face the enemy head-on.

He is wasting!

Use up her last ounce of energy.

It's like a cat fighting a mouse, cunningly provoking her.

He Ran gritted his teeth.

Boss, hold on!

But unlike the previous battles, Qiao Yu was exhausted now, and everyone could see it.

How to fight this!

How to win!

"boom--"

As if responding to them, his opponent punched Qiao Yu in the air, kicked him in the calf, and then hit him with an uppercut in the lower abdomen!

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

The whole place was in an uproar!

collapsed!

This is the young man who dominates the ring tonight.

In the final battle!

Finally fell down!

"Boss, how are you?"

"Boss, you are injured!"

He Ran and Chen Yu grabbed the wires of the octagonal cage, their eyes red.

Qiao Yu lay on the ground, clutching his stomach and gritting his teeth.

It's really hard to get these two thousand yuan.

it hurts--

"I told you, you can't win."

The opponent walked up to her.

"I'm just a semi-professional player, but the real international arena is not as simple as you think."

He stared at the young man lying on the ground, but his words were not provocative.

But it is this kind of seeking truth from facts that can break people's hearts the most.

The referee comes on.

The rules of the arena are that once the countdown begins, the game will come to an end!

"The countdown begins——"

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"eight!"

"seven!"

Six seconds left!

Qiao Yu lay on the ground breathing heavily.

She moved her fingers, only to feel numbness and pain, and she was so tired that she had cramps.

"six!"

"five!"

Four seconds left!

Sudden.

A roar resounded throughout the audience!

"Daxia! Hold on!"

This roar penetrated the eardrums, penetrated the crowd, and penetrated the ring!

Everyone in the audience stands up solemnly!

Then, bursts of shouts broke out!

"Daxia! Hold on!"

"Daxia! Hold on!"

"Daxia! Hold on!"

There were bursts of roars, shaking the entire audience!

stand up!

Hold this arena!

Keep the pride of Daxia!

"two!"

One second left!

Despair, regret, pity, all kinds of expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

And just then.

Qiao Yu, moved!

"She can still fight!"

The narrator tore his throat and shouted!

Everything seems to slow down instantly!

They looked at the young man on the stage, clenched their fists tightly, and then staggered up.

This posture is a bit embarrassing.

But it made everyone red-eyed!

"Daxia! We must win!"

"Daxia! We must win!"

"Daxia! We must win!"

Thunderous shouts!
To be continued...