The blood in everyone's body was aroused!

"Can you still fight?"

The opponent was slightly surprised.

Qiao Yu gasped for breath.

"I can still do one more move."

One move determines the outcome!

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yu's whole demeanor changed.

She clenched her fists with both hands, and the speed of the punch sent a roaring sound through the sky!

There is no way back!

We can only end the war with war!

this.

The opponent's eyes widened.

This determination to fight to the death makes the opponent instinctively punch quickly.

No!

Not a punch!

It’s the blade carried by the fist!

Wind!Blade!No!Shape!

"boom--"

When the two fists hit each other, it seems that you can hear the sound of broken bones!

"Boom——"

quiet.

Extremely quiet!

Eerie silence!

On the ring, both sides fell down at the same time!

Did you win?

Did you win?

etc!

wrong!

The young man on the ring stood up extremely slowly!

Qiao Yu's hands were trembling. She raised her head tiredly and scanned the audience.

The entire audience held their breath for a moment.

Qiao Yu smiled.

This smile carries the unique confidence and arrogance of young people.

She made a fist with her right hand and slowly hammered her heart.

"Daxia must win!"

This sound!

Breaking the silence, the whole audience burst into cheers!

"Daxia! We must win!"

"Daxia! We must win!"

"Daxia! We must win!"
Chapter completed!