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Cheers came from the audience.

However, since this brat was looking for a beating, he would fulfill his wish.

To make such a request was to lower oneself to others, and was also a scum.

Since they were dealing with human scum, there was no need to show mercy.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Please!" Pu Hu sneered, and extended his hand to show that he was ready.

To deal with this kind of fresh meat, it was still as easy as reaching out with one's hand.

Hu Xiao'er cupped his fists, and then quietly stood there without moving.

There wasn't even a stand.

Pu Hu thought, I'll see how I deal with you after you act arrogantly.

Pu Hu took a deep breath, his hands swaying back and forth like he was hitting Tai Chi.

This is the 'Wonder Fist'? Why does it look so much like Taiji, no! This was obviously one of the moves from Tai Chi. This staff was disgusting enough to copy other people's fist techniques everywhere, yet it still dared to claim to be the founder.

How shameless could he be?

This father will carry out justice on behalf of the heavens today!

Hu Xiao'er remained motionless. The corner of Pu Hu's mouth raised in a complacent smile, and then swept over.

His speed is quite fast, but it's a pity that he's just trash in front of me!

Hu Xiao'er aimed at his feet and threw a punch.

Everyone had seen a lot of things, but they had never seen a pair of fists and kicks before.

Could it be that his fist was harder than his feet?

Pu Hu laughed, thinking that he was courting death!

Hu Xiao'er controlled his strength well, only using the first layer of strength was enough, if he used his full strength, wouldn't one of his punches kill him?

Furthermore, Hu Xiao'er was prepared to fight this Pu Hu slowly, to make him lose face even more.

"Hua!" A loud sound was heard.

When their fists and feet intersected, they thought that Hu Xiao'er's feet would be crippled.

However, he didn't expect it to be a direct clash. He could clearly feel the firm strength behind his fists.

This was too strange.

Hu Xiao'er calmly retracted his hand: "Is that all you've got?"

Pu Hu revealed doubt on his face as he took two steps back.

He had used all of his strength just now to kick out. If it was an ordinary person, they would have already been lying on the ground.

This fellow didn't have any reaction at all, and he looked extremely relaxed.

The contempt in his heart immediately disappeared.

"Come! Do you want me to make you happy? " Hu Xiao'er laughed sinisterly.

F * ck, this is f * cking teasing me.

In one move, Pu Hu kicked his leg towards Hu Xiao'er once again.

With a quick step, Hu Xiao'er arrived in front of him. With a sudden crash with his shoulder, Pu Hu fell heavily onto the ground.

It was well-known that kicks in combat were used to attack enemies from afar.

He was too close to her to use any strength.

Thus, under normal circumstances, in order to bring out the greatest amount of kicking power, experts would usually put a certain amount of distance between themselves when facing off against each other.

Use your long battle of attrition to find the gap and seize the gap to make the ultimate strike.

Basically, no one dared to immediately move to the opponent's side to counteract the attack.

Not only because he didn't have the guts, but also because he didn't have the speed.

But in Hu Xiao'er's eyes, this kind of situation would never occur.

Pu Hu's kick was simply a slow movement in his eyes, the system had instantly revealed his strength, his attack point, as well as his weakness.

He only needed to seize the opportunity to exert his strength.

Thus, the moment Pu Hu lifted his leg, Hu Xiao'er flashed like lightning in front of him. With a light swing of his shoulder, Pu Hu fell to the ground.

"Good — —" The spectators in the stands began to applaud enthusiastically.

"Well fought!"

"Beat him to death! Let him insult our skills! "

"Handsome bro, I love you!" It's like a mouse that loves rice! "

Hu Xiao'er: "...

This is what the people want, then I'll play with you on behalf of my fellow countrymen.

Pu Hu sat on the ground, completely at a loss as to what had just happened.

He was easily knocked to the ground, and his opponent didn't even make a move.

At this moment, a tall man in a suit walked out, his square face covered in stubble.

He walked in front of Pu Hu and said a few words with a fierce look on his face. Immediately, Pu Hu crawled up from the ground.

Hu Xiao'er looked at the person who was probably Li Menglong. Hu Xiao'er had seen his picture on the flyer and immediately recognized her.

Hu Xiao'er could feel his vulgar temperament a few meters away from him.

Li Menglong patted Pu Hu's shoulder, following that, Pu Hu bellowed, and rushed towards Hu Xiao'er with all his might.

Hu Xiao'er laughed coldly, with one glance, it was obvious that Li Menglong was teaching him some kind of tactic.

He wanted to see what tactics this bat had.

Pu Hu jumped up when he was still two meters away from Hu Xiao'er.

Hu Xiao'er thought that this fellow must be crazy, to actually dare to use such an incomplete technique to compete with him.

Therefore, he directly closed in on Pu Hu without dodging, and extended his hand as he continued punching.

However, the despicable scene happened, just as Hu Xiao'er's fist was about to hit him.

Pu Hu used his Whirlwind Kick to turn his back towards the audience and secretly threw a punch at Hu Xiao'er's crotch area.

The two of them were hesitating and moving very close to each other. Furthermore, after the Whirlwind Kick was thrown out, Pu Hu and Hu Xiao'er were basically facing the audience from the side, their movements were extremely quick, so normal people would not be able to see their movements.

However, Hu Xiao'er had obviously noticed it, and shouted out from the bottom of his heart.

He quickly retracted his hand to avoid being hit in the crotch.

Even if Hu Xiao'er had the system on him, it was self-evident what would happen if his second brother was hit by someone else's punch.

Was he still a martial artist?

It wouldn't be too much to call him a despicable person!

In order to win, the Koreans could do anything.