Fortunately, the space left by the audience was large enough. Ji Xinghe, who was thrown away seven meters away, did not hit anyone, but landed firmly on the ground and stood still.

When the people nearby just started to retreat, Han Li had already rushed up.

"Punch."

The roar came from Han Li, and as soon as his voice spread, his fists had already hit Ji Xinghe.

It’s not that I won’t report it, it’s that the time has not yet come.

Ji Xinghe, who once yelled at Han Li in battle, finally suffered the retribution of karma.

He laughed and then punched.

The scene reappears.

One person stood still and defended, while the other launched a frantic attack.

Scene recurrence?

Of course it was impossible. Ji Xinghe finally brought his hands from behind to in front of him and blocked all Han Li's attacks with a series of blows.

Han Li, who knew that his boxing skills were not as good as Ji Xinghe's, also chose to attack with his legs.

The hands are two doors, and they all rely on the feet to kick people.

The two people who were fighting explained this sentence to the people around them.

Amidst the crackling sound, Han Li kept pushing out his legs, and his clothes were torn again. This time, they were just trouser legs.

"It's...fortunate that Colonel Han Li is a man, otherwise..."

The spectators around him suddenly had very strange thoughts, because Han Li was wearing less and less clothes as he was slapping.

Not only were his trouser legs ripped off, but as Ji Xinghe started punching, his original look of weakness suddenly disappeared.

After standing still for less than thirty seconds, he began to rush towards Han Li's position. After blocking, he hit Han Li alternately with his fists and palms.

Han Li, who kept retreating, kept charging. The battle between the two humans actually gave people the feeling of a battle between two mechas.

Those broken clothes were like the broken armor fragments of a mecha.

When Han Li had been able to hold on for four minutes, the people in Team Xinghe finally started to worry. They felt that there might be problems with Ji Xinghe's physical fitness.

"Didn't you notice...that Lao Ji's clothes are not torn?"

Su Chuanyun suddenly made a sound, making everyone nearby who could hear him stunned for a moment.

Yes, why?

They don't understand the principle.

Why did Han Li's clothes break? Why didn't Ji Xinghe's clothes break when he was supposed to withstand the same force?

If the fists did not involve clothes, then why were Ji Xinghe's trouser legs not broken before?

Why didn't Ji Xinghe's sleeves break when he used his elbow to block?

Very unscientific.

But apart from when he was repairing mechas, when had Ji Xinghe ever been scientific?

When their worries disappeared, the seemingly even battle finally took a turn.

Ji Xinghe successfully rushed to Han Li's side, and Han Li, who wanted to distance himself, had no way to evade and retreat.

A violent storm of punches and palms hit him continuously. He could only choose to parry and block in a hurry, but he couldn't stop it at all.

Uncle Ji, you finally tried your best.

When Han Li was filled with joy, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. The part of his body where he was hit was very painful, but the pain quickly dissipated.

How fast?

The second before the same part was hit for the second time, it no longer hurt.

So, this is...

Bang bang bang...

There were constant muffled sounds, and Han Li, whose clothes were torn and looked like only a pair of shorts were left, was finally put down to the ground by Ji Xinghe.

Four minutes and fifty seconds.

People remember this time.

Ji Xinghe, who was standing next to Han Li, looked at Han Li lying on the ground with his eyes closed as if he was dead, and breathed steadily.

"Do you feel it?"

Han Li still didn't open his eyes, and his tone was full of doubts when he responded.

"I feel it, but I don't know how big the difference is."

Ji Xinghe nodded with satisfaction.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

Han Li lay on the ground with his eyes closed and muttered to himself: Just a little bit, just a little bit.

In his mind, he kept recalling the feeling of being beaten violently by Ji Xinghe just now.

He knew that the little bit he was missing was in that feeling.

The five minutes had just ended. When Su Chuanyun heard the communicator in his hand suddenly beeping, he quickly stepped forward and handed it to Ji Xinghe.

He had thousands of things he wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask them at this time because Ji Xinghe obviously had something serious to do.

As a result, Ji Xinghe on the communicator listened and occasionally responded.

"I see."

"I'll remind him."

Han Li did not get up during this process. Some people stood far away and could not hear the conversation between Ji Xinghe and Han Li just now, nor could they see Han Li's serious thinking expression at this time. They thought it was Han Li.

His clothes were taken off, so he was ashamed.

You really should be ashamed.

It's not because he lost. It's not embarrassing to lose to Ji Xinghe, but because the two grown men fought and their clothes became less and less.

Not to mention the people who are watching, the people who are listening will feel that something is wrong.

Three hundred and twenty-seven kilometers away from B72 Highland, Jackson was preparing to join the war because of the authority of the ace mecha warrior and a certain powerful lieutenant general who was full of bad taste.

He heard news that shocked him.

"What? That little dwarf Han Li lasted four minutes and fifty seconds under my master's hand?"

"Can you become so powerful if you control your own body?"

"No, as Han Li's father, I absolutely cannot lose. I also have to control my own body."

"Or, discuss with the master to let him go. I heard that the master is short of money recently..."

Jackson, who was thinking about countermeasures, gradually learned more details.

"All your clothes are gone?"

Jackson was shocked, even more shocked than when he heard that Han Li lasted four minutes and fifty seconds.
Chapter completed!