Not on the same level at all!

…

"It's over." Bei Zuyi said desperately.

"Look again."

Zhang Renkui, the old man from Jinghu, also came to greet his younger brothers: "Shaoyuan has never fought back until now. Why?"

…

"Hey, I'm still standing."

Meng Shaoyuan stood up unsteadily.

At this time, his face was covered in blood.

"Shao Yuan-kun, you are finished."

Hikaru Hahara smiled.

Meng Shaoyuan was also laughing, with a bloody smile:

"Really?"

"Then, you die here!"

…

The level difference is really huge.

Meng Shaoyuan was knocked down three times.

But every time, Meng Shaoyuan stood up stubbornly.

One eye was also swollen.

But he is still standing.

Competitive fighting is extremely physically demanding. Even a professional boxer can only fight for three or four minutes in each round before entering a rest period.

Often by the last few rounds, both sides have long since exhausted their physical strength and rely only on willpower and mental support.

Although Koichi Hahara had the absolute upper hand, such high-intensity exercise and blows, coupled with the fact that there was no time for rest and rehydration, made him gasp for air:

"Can you still fight?"

Meng Shaoyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said what he had always wanted to say:

"I can fight all day like this!"

…

the fifth time!

Meng Shaoyuan was hit on the ring for the fifth time.

Li Zhifeng grabbed the white towel regardless.

This is not a competition, this is suicide!

"you dare!"

Wu Jingyi suddenly whispered harshly on the side:

Li Zhifeng hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly put down the white towel that represented surrender!

"Master, hold on."

Wu Jingyi said silently in her heart.

If you can survive, let's go home and I'll give you whatever you want to eat.

Remember, we had an agreement.

Stay alive!

…

"Bagaya road!"

Han Yuanguang flew into the air, went down from top to bottom, and punched Meng Shaoyuan in the face again.

Meng Shaoyuan fell for the seventh time!

As soon as Hikaru Hahara landed, no one could stand still, and he also fell to the ring.

His physical strength was also exhausted.

But he stood up quickly.

All around, there were almost crazy shouts from the Japanese.

He looked at Meng Shaoyuan with some fear.

He was worried that Meng Shaoyuan would stand up again.

However, this time, Meng Shaoyuan did not get up.

Koichi Hahara felt relieved.

This time, Meng Shaoyuan really fell.

He turned around, clenched his fists, raised his arms, and accepted the cheers from his compatriots.

Then, he will give Meng Shaoyuan the final blow!

The most fatal blow!

Meng Shaoyuan must die!

The Chinese will not throw out that white towel!

The Chinese people present made no sound at all.

The cheers of the Japanese suddenly stopped, and a voice came from behind Koichi Hahara:
Chapter completed!