Extreme Perspective System

There was no way for Li Qi to evade, so he could only keep his momentum. He still wanted to fight the tyrant, hoping to break the tyrant's plan with his own fists.

The tyrant, who had been on guard all along, dodged and dodged. Li Qi's fist was powerlessly empty, and the tyrant was the basketball-sized fist that he had been accumulating all the time, but he punched it out, like a dragon crawling out of hell. , accompanied by the roar of the dragon that pierced the eardrum, he slammed into Li Qi's stomach viciously.

Li Qi felt as if his stomach had been drilled by an electric-optical dragon drill, and it seemed that he had hit a supersonic super-large airliner head-on. In short, the taste and feeling made Li Qi want to stop, a kind of pain to the bones and soul a feeling of.

All the water that Li Qi drank just now was blown out by this punch, and he was hit directly to the other side of the boxing ring by this powerful punch, fell on the rope, was bounced back again, and fell heavily to the ground .

Li Qi coughed up a mouthful of blood, curled up in pain, his curled body was like a dried shrimp in a frying pan, trembling all over, he coughed up mouthfuls of bright red blood, Li Qi looked at the drops of bright red thick The blood dripped on the ground, his eyes were in a daze, and he felt that the pieces of his internal organs were about to be coughed up.

The audience "sighed" one after another. Some of the audience frowned, some laughed, some looked regretful, and some looked dull and expressionless.I don't know if I think the tyrant is powerful, or feel sorry for Li Qi.

The referee rushed to Li Qi's side, bent over, looked at Li Qi sympathetically, and saw Li Qi lying on the ground in a painful posture and expression, his facial features wrinkled together.

"One! Two! Three..." The referee looked at Li Qi and began to count loudly

Before Li Qi lowered his strength to the same level as these boxers, naturally Li Qi's own physique became an ordinary person, and his defensive power was no different from that of a trained ordinary person.And no matter who it is, as long as it is a normal person, most of them will lose consciousness on the spot if they receive a powerful punch from this big man, and it still hits the stomach.

If it's someone who hasn't passed out, it's pretty good.And people like Li Qi, who are more resistant to fighting and have a stronger will, can maintain their minds.But for a normal person, passing out at this time is a better result, after all, they escaped the pain, and the pain will not be there when they pass out.

But at this time, Li Qi was thankful that he didn't pass out, otherwise he would have lost this battle, and he never wanted to use escape to solve the pain.

And then he probably won't be able to kill Boss Huang this time. After all, only the winning team will be personally awarded by Boss Huang, and if he doesn't wake up after being punched by the end of the award, it will be the most embarrassing! up.

"Three! Four! Five..." The referee continued to shout loudly. He looked at Li Qi who was lying on the ground. Although he shouted loudly, he didn't think Li Qi could still stand up.

Li Qi also remembered that he tried to twist his body, but every time he moved, he felt that the internal organs in his stomach were pierced by bullets, and the pain was extremely painful.

"Stand up! Stand up!" The surrounding audience roared loudly. They cheered for Li Qi, and their voices became louder.

Li Qi's team members rushed to the side of the ring. They looked at Li Qi worriedly, but they didn't encourage Li Qi to stand up.As professional boxers, they could all see the power of that blow just now. Most people would have fainted early in the morning. They were very impressed that Li Qi hadn't fainted yet. How could they expect Li Qi to stand up even if he stood up? When I got up, I'm afraid I can't breathe. A three-year-old child might be able to knock him down with a brick in his arms.

"Forget it if you can't get up, let your people take you to see a doctor." The tyrant watched from the side and said.He didn't say this to provoke, but just to see Li Qi suffering, and he wanted to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering out of humanitarianism.

Li Qi's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and the images he saw were also overlapping images, and the scenes he saw gradually became blurred.The surrounding sounds also gradually blurred in his ears, turned into beeps, and then gradually disappeared. The whole world became quiet, and he seemed to have entered another world. Many images flashed in his mind, the oily and fragrant Crispy whole chicken, the back view of the uncle on duty in the middle of the night sleeping, cicadas on the grapefruit tree in front of our house when I was a child, small fish floating in the stream, parents cooking and frying vegetables, floating above their heads Puffs of smoke come out...

All the consciousness gathered into one point in Li Qi's mind, when that flickering point was about to dissipate, Li Qi was shocked, endured the severe pain, and slowly turned over, staggering got up.

This time it was the tyrant's turn to be surprised. He didn't expect that Li Qi could still get up. How could it be possible?The tyrant can see that kind of pain that makes life worse than death, but the opponent in front of the tyrant actually climbed up before the referee finished counting, how much pain he had to endure!Is it still a human endurance?
For a moment, the experienced tyrant was stunned. Although he knew it was a taboo to be distracted during the battle, he still couldn't help but open his mouth wide and looked at Li Qi with his eyes lost.

Even the referee was in a daze in surprise, and he didn't know that the whistle fell from his mouth.

He has been a referee for several years, and has presided over eight hundred games if not one thousand. He has never seen anyone who can stand up after enduring such an attack.Even he couldn't help admiring Li Qi sincerely.

Li Qi's teammates looked at Li Qi with concern. Although it is very irrational to get up and move around in such a seriously injured state, none of them discouraged Li Qi. Qi's retreat is also ruined, because if Li Qi is asked to step down to rest, it seems to be saying to him: "Come down! This arena doesn't need you! You are just a pitiful worm who is so weak!"

When did the pampered audience ever suffer that kind of beating?Although many of the audience didn't know the weight of the punch just now, they could tell from Li Qi's expression and movements that the punch would be refreshing. Seeing Li Qi struggling to stand up now, he couldn't Few people showed admiring smiles and applauded Li Qi sincerely.

Li Qi paced staggeringly, his feet were flimsy, but his expression was firm. He held his stomach and declined the referee's proposal to lie down on the stretcher waiting for the audience to see a doctor. He raised his fist and faced the tyrant. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, his delicate eyebrows curled up, his eyes fixed on the tyrant, and he smiled evilly: "Our... battle is not... not over yet!"