Yang Fei chuckled, his figure becoming a blur.

He spun swiftly and had already moved behind Huang Da, delivering another "Lifting Fire to the Sky" move.

His steel rod jabbed straight at a certain part of Huang Da's butt.

The audience below the stage all collectively covered their foreheads.

Inside, everyone issued a powerless sigh.

This guy was addicted to such sleazy tactics.

Huang Da had already suffered a big loss from this before, how could he not be on guard?

Angry and even more enraged, he turned and made a Grasping Hand Technique, grabbing hold of the evil steel rod and twisting and wrenching it hard.

The steel rod was immediately snatched away by Huang Da.

However, Huang Da was slightly stunned.

This move was too smooth to be true.

It was so smooth that Huang Da had some trouble reacting.

Just then, in front of Huang Da, appeared Yang Fei's eyes, smirking but not quite smiling.

His face was full of malice.

Huang Da's heart immediately sank.

At that moment, Yang Fei's hand, shaped like a crane's beak, pecked down like lightning.

Ah!

Huang Da let out another miserable cry, feeling like the whole world had gone dark.

Although Yang Fei didn't peck his eyes out, for a short while, he couldn't open them.

Eyes poked again!

All members of the audience, regardless of who they were, shuddered upon hearing Huang Da's agonizing scream.

A chill crawled up everyone's spine.

Damn, that's so treacherous!

Kick them when they're down, go for the kill!

Amidst the audience's exclamations, Yang Fei rushed in front of Huang Da.

He delivered a left hook, followed by a right hook, and a final uppercut that struck Huang Da's chin.

Huang Da's body, like a small boat in a tempest, staggered back, tottering.

With the last uppercut, a tremendous force sent his body flying out like a kite with its string cut.

But it wasn't over yet.

Just as Huang Da's body was about to hit the ground,

Yang Fei hunched forward and pounced, his right knee striking like a battering ram below Huang Da's left ribs.

In midair, Huang Da had no chance to fight back.

He screamed in agony as all his ribs on the left side broke, his body like a drifting, yellow leaf, continuing to roll in the air.

Yang Fei pushed off the ground, soaring upwards.

He delivered a crushing High-Pressure Leg from midair.

Huang Da screamed miserably, like a rag doll split open at the chest by Yang Fei, smashed under Yang Fei's foot.

This series of attacks was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

The sight left everyone dazzled, their eyes wide and speechless.

The entire arena was incredibly silent.

After the silence, there erupted a thunderous cry throughout the venue.

"Damn, this bastard counterattacked from the brink, what a monster."

"Holy shit, is this the level of a Xuan Ying Pavilion master? Just a few punches and kicks and he's down like a dead dog."

"Awesome, this is the most thrilling boxing match I've seen this year!"

…

Amid various comments, Yang Fei stood on Huang Da, coldly staring at him, unmoving.

Not far away, Sun Weiren's face was ashen, his body trembling.

Qiu Yidao was still stunned, caught in shock and had not yet snapped out of it.

Li Shun, who had been worried all along, and Yi Long, who was overjoyed, were clapping their hands in celebration.

Yang Fei's victory over Huang Da was truly an unexpected joy.

Eldest Senior Brother Huo Ran stood up, bellowing, "You shameless scoundrel, I'll kill you!"

His body, like a fierce arrow, shot out directly from the VIP box, unstoppable and formidable.

A master of Strength Transformation!

Watching his imposing manner, Fan Yi and Mad Blade's faces changed color at the same time.

Both felt an apocalyptic, heavy pressure simultaneously.

However, they did not back down but instead advanced toward Eldest Senior Brother, one on the left and one on the right.

Mad Blade bellowed, struck a bow stance, and threw a punch that burst the air,

accompanied by a sound of dull thunder rolling across the sky, as Mad Blade's fist fiercely struck at Eldest Senior Brother's left ribs.

Whiz!

Under the bright lights, a flash of lightning-like blade light made the entire hall light up.

Fan Yi's Spirit Snake Slash aimed at Eldest Senior Brother's throat.

"Open!"

Eldest Senior Brother bellowed, his left hand's middle finger flicked, precisely hitting the blade of Fan Yi's Little Knife.

Struck as if by thunder, Fan Yi's entire body staggered backward like a kite with its string cut.

His knife-holding left hand's tiger's mouth split open.

The handle of Little Knife underwent intense spinning friction under the tremendous force,

violently abrading Fan Yi's palm to a bloody pulp.

Eldest Senior Brother's response to Mad Blade was even simpler; he simply smashed a punch directly at him.

Mad Blade's military boxing was extremely fierce and irreversible.

Even when Yang Fei's martial arts were at their peak, engaging with him, he was somewhat apprehensive.

But this time, Eldest Senior Brother threw a casual punch.

Mad Blade then staggered backward, the marble floor tiles beneath his feet completely shattered and sank.

Mad Blade retreated more than a dozen steps before he finally dissipated the force of Eldest Senior Brother's punch.

His chest felt tight, his blood surged, and after holding it in for a moment, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The might of a single punch was indeed formidable!

The cage door had already been smashed open by Mad Blade.

Eldest Senior Brother's figure turned into a virtual shadow, seemingly about to rush into the cage.

However, at that moment, he felt a tight grip on his lower back as Yi Long embraced him, disregarding his own safety.

Yi Long yelled, "Brother Fei, run!"

Eldest Senior Brother grunted, "Get lost!"

With a shake of his body, Yi Long felt as if he was struck by a heavy hammer, cried out miserably, and fell limply to the ground.

He was hurt by Eldest Senior Brother's Dark Force.

Li Shun rushed forward, embracing Eldest Senior Brother's left leg without considering his own safety.

Eldest Senior Brother snorted coldly, "Overestimating yourself!"

He slightly bent his left leg and kicked out.

Li Shun's body was kicked away and smashed into a table below the ring.

With a crashing sound, drinks splashed everywhere, causing all the guests to gasp and swiftly move out of the way.

In a flash of lightning, Eldest Senior Brother had injured four great Dark Energy Masters in succession.

"Don't hurt my brothers!"

Yang Fei, eyes wide and veins bulging, grabbed a fallen steel pipe and leapt out of the cage.

With a move of Four Levels Spear, the steel pipe emitted a dull whistling sound as it thrust directly toward Eldest Senior Brother's throat.

"Good form!"

Eldest Senior Brother laughed loudly and caught the steel pipe in Yang Fei's hand with one hand, shaking it slightly.

Yang Fei felt a severe pain in his tiger's mouth and could no longer hold onto the steel pipe.

He immediately let go, performed a backward somersault, and tumbled back into the cage.

"Die!"

Eldest Senior Brother laughed disdainfully.

The steel pipe in his hand turned into a long rainbow, soaring toward Yang Fei's chest.

In Eldest Senior Brother's hands, the steel pipe had truly become the most terrifying hidden weapon.

The steel pipe hummed through the air, making a chilling sound.

Before even reaching Yang Fei, it brought with it a mountain-like, devastating pressure.

Yang Fei could not even breathe smoothly and had to desperately roll to the side.

Boom!

A muffled sound followed as the steel pipe grazed Yang Fei's clothing and shot into the cement floor of the ring, embedding half a meter deep.

Such might left everyone dumbstruck.

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