The fight between the two was very fierce, with vigorous skills, quick reactions, and fists and feet, completely breaking away from traditional boxing.

The cheers at the scene were unprecedentedly high, and the emotions of every audience were mobilized.

Li Weiyin could tell that Xu Yimo wasn't doing his best. He seemed to be teasing Han Qiu. Every time he dodged, he either cast a contemptuous or mocking look, or a mocking or disdainful smile.

Han Qiu was able to calm down at first, but was soon irritated by Xu Yimo. His attacks became fiercer and his moves became more vicious.

He even stopped defending and dodging, and used self-injury to severely damage Xu Yimo's style of play.

He jumped directly into Xu Yimo's trap. His fist seemed to hit Xu Yimo, but Xu Yimo took off the force with one hand, and hit the edge of the vital area hard with the other.

It seems that there is room for avoiding the vital points, but in fact it caused great harm to Han Qiu.

Punch after punch, on the surface it seemed that Xu Yimo didn't please him, and even got punched in the face, and got some paint, but Han Qiu didn't have any bruises at all. In fact, the injury was under the flesh.

The more this is the case, the more Han Qiu can't fall down, otherwise people who don't know the way will think that this boxing ring is fake.

People who come here to spend money are all expensive, and the Han family can offend one or two, but they can't offend all of them.

Li Weiyin could tell that Xu Yimo really wanted to punish Han Qiu to death.

In a formal boxing match, death only needs to be within the rules and accidents, and there is no legal responsibility, let alone this kind of private organization.

Han Qiu himself felt the severity of the injuries on his body, and the internal organs in his body seemed to be torn apart bit by bit.

Han Qiu's eyes were fierce, his fists were clenched and rattled, and he turned around and kicked several times in a row, exploding at an abnormal speed. He didn't give Xu Yimo a chance to fight back at all, and pushed Xu Yimo, who could only defend, to the edge of the field.

Seeing that Xu Yimo was about to be cornered, the audience stood up excitedly and held their breath.

After blocking Xu Yimo's spinning kick, Han Qiu borrowed strength from his feet, leaped into the air, and kicked Xu Yimo very explosively.

Even a layman can feel the murderous intent of this kick, and a hit with one kick is bound to be a KO!

There wasn't much space behind Xu Yimo, and Han Qiu blocked his range of activities. Everyone thought that Xu Yimo would definitely lose.

Even Li Weiyin's heart was lifted, and he couldn't help running to the arena.

But at this moment, Xu Yimo didn't retreat but advanced. He lowered his body and put one hand on the ground. He flipped and rebounded, avoiding Han Qiu's attack. At the same time, his legs locked Han Qiu's neck in midair.

Those slender legs seemed to have strong strength. With only the strength of the legs, Han Qiu was overturned, and the whole person fell down. He rolled over and knelt on the ground with one knee in an elegant posture, stabilizing his body. .

Then there was a loud noise, and Han Qiu fell to the ground, his eyes glazed over for a moment.

After a moment of silence, there was a deafening scream.

The security guards and members of the Han family quickly rushed onto the arena, running towards the fallen Han Qiu.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Yimo jumped over the fence of the field with a somersault, and landed firmly on the outside.

Almost at the same time, Li Weiyin rushed forward and handed him his clothes: Put it on quickly.

Xu Yimo shamelessly stretched out his hands and lowered his head, causing boos from all around.

Li Weiyin had no choice but to put a T-shirt on him, and glared at his smug smile.

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