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Too strong!

In a split-second, Xiang Feng hurriedly dodged to the back, avoiding Simov's terrifying kick.

Without waiting for Xiang Feng to stabilize himself, Simov had already rushed in front of him as fast as lightning with a stride.

After that, his upper body did not move at all. His right leg lashed out with a high whip kick. "Sou!"

With a sound, it swept towards Xiang Feng's temple.

Simov's kick was as fast as lightning, was extremely powerful, his attack was sudden, and his strength was astonishing. If a normal fighter were to be hit by this kick, even if he did not die, he would still be crippled!

Xiang Feng saw everything clearly, and he immediately raised his right hand, blocking Simov's right foot that was sweeping towards his temple.

The two clashed, and a 'pah' sound was heard.

An explosive sound was as crisp as the sound of a large whip being whipped.

Then, the two of them separated the moment they made contact, but Simov was still standing at his original position, while Xiang Feng had to take a few steps back, to the side of the stage, before he could finally stop.

"This guy's legs are so strong!"

Xiang Feng, who had steadied his feet, only felt his right arm faintly turn numb. He was stunned in his heart, because the strength of Simov's kick was stronger than he had imagined, causing him to feel a kind of scalp knit together … Simov displayed the terrifying attack power of a top-notch fighter.

His leg technique was actually very simple, but it was his strength, speed, and angle … It did not have any fancy decorations, nor did it have any ornamental value, but it was extremely practical and deadly!

Simov looked at Xiang Feng, and a teasing expression surfaced on his face, after that, his eyes revealed a vicious light, and slowly walked towards Xiang Feng like a bulldozer.

Kick him to death! Kick Xiang Feng to death! "

In the audience stands, the people who betted Simov's victory were boiling with passion. Excited, sickly, and hysterical roars.

Underground black fist was a movement that made people's blood boil, because this movement was full of bloody scenes. It was a movement that could evoke the most primitive cruelty and bloodiness in a person, and it reflected it perfectly.

At this time, Xiang Feng had already stabilized his emotions, he shook his numb arms, and walked towards Simov.

In a moment, Xiang Feng was right in front of Simov. Suddenly, with a twist of his body, he unleashed three consecutive heavy punches, his speed was as fast as a shooting star chasing after the moon. For fun, it went straight through three fatal spots on Simov's body!

This was the famous "Black Dragon Fist" from the Chinese Special Forces.

It had a strong killing power and was simple without any fancy tricks. Compared to a casual fight, it was much more fierce and imposing.

Simov sneered, his body sliding backwards, dodging Xiang Feng's two punches, then he used his elbows to protect his head, blocking the last punch.

"Bam!"

After blocking Xiang Feng's powerful punch, Simov's body swayed, before regaining his balance.

Xiang Feng retreated quickly and looked at Simov steadily. However, his nerves were taut!

Because Xiang Feng realized that Simov's quality of his body was just too strong, the heavy punch that he received could be said to be extremely powerful. It could even break ten bricks, but Simov only swayed for a moment, before he stood steadily as if nothing had happened.

Simov looked at Xiang Feng, and actually raised his right hand, signalling him to continue attacking. Seeing that, Xiang Feng's anger surged, he bellowed, his body moved, in the blink of an eye he was in front of Simov.

"Hu!"

Xiang Feng first threw a low hook fist towards Simov's heart. At the same time, he raised his right leg and sent a knee strike towards Simov's chin.

This was the ace attack that Xiang Feng had been practicing for a long time, "Twin Dragon Goes to Sea".

Its power was extremely domineering, and its speed was as fast as lightning.

Simov's expression finally changed, and he bent his body, attempting to dodge Xiang Feng's attack.

However, Xiang Feng's speed was very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he had struck Simov's body.

"BOOM!" "BOOM!"

With two dull thuds, Simov's body swayed twice, he retreated a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

"Wow!" Kill him! "F * ck that bastard!"

"Beat him to death and send him to hell!"

The spectators that were buying on Xiang Feng's victory, immediately erupted into an intense roar.

Seeing that Simov was about to lose his center of gravity, Xiang Feng was overjoyed, and immediately rushed over, taking the opportunity to give chase!

The audience cried out even more as they saw this scene. Only the old man in the Tang suit in the office shook his head and let out a sigh … Just as Xiang Feng's fist was about to hit Simov's head, Simov suddenly squatted down.

Xiang Feng was shocked, both his fists immediately smashed towards Simov's neck. However, Simov did not care about Xiang Feng's attack at all. Instead, he let out a strange beast-like roar and fiercely raised his arms.

"Huff …"

Xiang Feng's body had actually been forcibly flipped over by Simov.

This sudden change caused Xiang Feng to turn pale in shock. He suddenly realised that this Simov was actually using the famous fighting technique of Russia, 'Struggle'.

Close range entangling skill inside.

Furthermore, Xiang Feng knew that this skill was as terrifying as a poisonous snake wrapped around his body, he suddenly felt a terrifying Qi surging into his mind, he instinctively used his powers to defend, but unfortunately, it was already too late … After Simov flipped over Xiang Feng, he was like a ferocious beast that rushed down the mountain to look for food, using his fists and feet, and continuously struck towards Xiang Feng's vital points.

Although Xiang Feng protected his head with all his might, Simov's strength was too great, and his attacks were truly sharp and fierce. He very quickly took a few punches … At this time, the old man in Tang suit who was standing in the office opened his eyes and coldly said: "The results are out!"

On the stage, under Simov's berserk attacks, Xiang Feng was completely at a disadvantage.

Amidst Simov's fearsome attacking power, Xiang Feng finally couldn't hold on for less than half a minute. His vision turned black, and he lost consciousness … In the office, the young master stood up, his face revealing a pleased smile, because he had bet 1 million on Simov.

"En..." Xiang Feng still lost! "

"Brother Da Fei!"

A hint of regret flashed past his eyes. Then, his expression changed as he said to the young noble: "Young Master Nangong, congratulations on making such a huge profit!"

"Hehe, this Simov is doing quite well!"

The young noble was in a very good mood, "It's quite worth it to spend so much money to invite this old fogey!"

"Mhmm …"

"Brother Da Fei!"

He nodded his head and then said to the young nobleman quietly: "But Young Master Nangong, if we do not find someone who can fight with Simov in the next round, I am afraid that the spectators will not be satisfied."

"Oh, that's a problem."

The young noble nodded, then asked "Brother Da Fei …"

He said: "Da Fei, are you still able to find opponents that can match up to Simov?"