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It's hard to imagine how shocking this fighting-minded punch from both sides was.

But after the sound of fist collision suppressed the noise in the arena, the surrounding crowd all fell silent.

boom! boom! boom!

After a brief pause, the continuous crashing sound began to sound.

The two punched violently, and every time they punched, they collided with each other.

It wasn't that they did it deliberately, it was the goal they both agreed on, to attack where the other party agreed to be fatal, and their fists were all on the same line.

No one changed the attack, and no one went to the defense. As long as they took a little side, it meant that the two sides would exchange injuries for injuries, and those who took the initiative to change their moves would suffer even more serious injuries.

The constant bombardment made both of them shout loudly. It seemed that only in this way could they further strengthen the strength of their fists.

Only by suppressing the opponent in this frontal collision and fist confrontation, can there be a further possibility of victory.

The stimulant made Yan Jiadong's whole body burn, as if his body had incomplete strength, and his fists were already red and swollen from the continuous collisions, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

The people around held their breaths, the collision of Chiguoguo's fists made the blood of these people boil, and they all looked at the people in the field with fiery eyes, as if they were the one fighting.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of the collision of fists seemed to have become the only sound in this spacious room, and everyone's hearts seemed to be choked by the collision of fists.

People who are smoking have forgotten how to smoke, leaving only a little bit of burning cigarette butts, leaving behind a feast of banquets.

The person who is pouring the wine, the liquid flowing out of the wine bottle has already filled the wine glass, and the wine table is already overflowing with wine.

Su Qiutong stared blankly at Yan Jiadong who was punching hard in the field, his eyes gradually turned red.

Ren Lingxiao was shocked by Yan Jiadong's combat power, and his eyes were complicated.

Su Zilin seemed to be calmer, but there was a gloomy look between his brows.

Ye Zhiqing was simpler. Seeing such a domineering Yan Jiadong, her eyes were full of twinkling stars, and she had a look of admiration on her face.

The collision of the fists of the two didn't last long, only about half a minute.

But in this short period of time, the two sides collided dozens of times.

Yan Jiadong fought more and more bravely, and under the effect of stimulants, he was burning fiercely.

At the beginning of the battle, the eyes are also fiery for this kind of fighting style, and such a bloody confrontation rarely occurs when the strength is not evenly matched.

But gradually, the consequences of the wheel battle became more prominent. After another collision, the man's face showed a little pain, and his forehead was gradually covered with sweat.

Chapter 393 Winning

Such punching is very undesirable in actual combat.

But Zhao Gang's domineering desire to win, and Yan Jiadong's energy could not be vented under the influence of stimulants.

The bumps of flesh and blood seemed to fill the house with male hormones.

A man's blood is boiling, a woman's dazzling eyes.

And the focus of all this is on the boxing ring, immersed in the two people in the confrontation.

In this currently seemingly evenly matched collision, no one can tolerate the slightest sloppy, and the two of them use their best power every time they attack.

However, in such a protracted battle, there will always be one side that will show its weakness first and lose.

Yan Jiadong fought more and more courageously, Zhao Gang finally began to lose his strength.

Although Zhao Gang was still punching and punching at this time, the man's eyes were no longer as focused as before. He knew that if he continued like this, he would lose, and he needed an opportunity to break the confrontation between the two.

In an instant, Zhao Gang's punch hesitated again.

And this slight hesitation, Yan Jiadong felt it directly, the man was overjoyed, he knew that his chance to win this game had come.

Suddenly Yan Jiadong let out a loud cry, and then the effect of the stimulant exploded once again.

He punched faster and more powerfully, and his whole body was bombarded fiercely like a Gatling machine gun.

Zhao Gang was startled, he didn't expect that the opponent could attack more fiercely, so he could only calm down and deal with it. At this moment, he was tired of dealing with Yan Jiadong's supply, and he didn't have the heart to think about the situation of changing tactics.

But after a slight gap begins to appear, such a gap will gradually widen, just like an ant nest on a dam, under the impact of a flood, it will always cause the entire dam to collapse.

Maybe Zhao Gang regretted that he was a big one now. He shouldn't be arrogant to deal with Yan Jiadong who is in full condition after continuous fighting. If he is in his prime, he can handle it even if he fights with Yan Jiadong for a few hours, but It's too late now.

Finally, under another bombardment, Zhao Gang Hongzhou's wrist lost consciousness, and the punch he threw was not as powerful as before.

Yan Jiadong still blasted out with all his strength, and vaguely, he seemed to hear the sound of bones crunching.

Under this powerful bombardment, Zhao Gang's wrist couldn't bear it, and he retreated in a row.

But Zhao Gang was not defeated at this time, he was just repelled.

Yan Jiadong's eyes lit up, he didn't intend to give up this rare opportunity.

If he pretended to be a gentleman and gave Zhao Gang a chance to make amends after repelling Zhao Gang, maybe this man would change his strategy and use dirty tricks to win.

You must know that Zhao Gang was born in a special soldier, and his combat experience is a hundred times better than that of Yan Jiadong.

With a certain decision in mind, Yan Jiadong took advantage of the situation and chased him out.

The frantic Quantong fell on Zhao Gang like a storm.

Fist to the flesh, accompanied by Zhao Gang's muffled groans.

Zhao Gang was powerless to fight back and could only protect his head with his hands.

The front door was wide open, making it easier for Yan Jiadong to attack.

This passionate battle has now turned into Yan Jiadong's personal offensive show.

"Zhao Gang fought back! Why are you so defensive! You don't want welfare anymore!"

"Zhao Gang, what are you doing! Aren't you a good-for-nothing wretch?"

"Zhao Gang, you trash! Fight back! I'll give you whatever you want if you win that guy! Fight back! Fight back!"

Wei Xia shouted desperately from the side.

It's a pity that Zhao Gang was too tired to deal with it, even after hearing Wei Xia's cry, he couldn't respond. On the contrary, Wei Xia's thoughtless words made Zhao Gang extremely angry.

Yan Jiadong fought more and more smoothly, and completely practiced the fighting skills taught by Wang Quan. This was his first fight with all his strength.