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C1151 Chun Wu 30 Punches per Second!



C1151 Chun Wu 30 Punches per Second!

Seeing Lu Lee stand up, there was still some blood on his mouth.    

    

Many people covered their mouths in disbelief.    

    

"How can this be …" Lu Lee was not even able to take a punch from Du Pont Shi Tailoong. "    

    

"Sigh, the difference in strength is too great."    

    

"That's right. Du Pont Shi Tailoong is, after all, the world's number one fist emperor. His strength has long reached such a terrifying level."    

    

"This time, I'm afraid the odds are against Lu Lee."    

    

Yang Ni was furious.    

    

"Dupont Shi Tailoong, I want to beat you to death! You actually injured my Ergou. "    

    

Chen Yuqi clutched her chest.    

    

Seeing Lu Lee hurt, she felt a little heartache.    

    

A trace of determination flashed through Du Yiqing's eyes. She clenched her fists and said, "Lu Lee, you will definitely win."    

    

Lu Lee stood up. He dusted himself off and pretended to ridicule Lu Lee.    

    

"You … Is that all you've got? "    

    

A flash of ruthlessness passed through Du Pont Shi Tailoong's eyes. "Continue."    

    

Lu Lee adjusted his breathing. The next moment, he moved.    

    

"Roaring Spring!"    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

Punches and punches landed on Dupont Shi Tailoong's body.    

    

However …    

    

However, DuPont Shi Tailoong only backed off slightly, in stark contrast to the fact that Marlowe was sent flying.    

    

Lu Lee turned his fist into a palm.    

    

"Eight Trigram Palm!"    

    

The sudden change surprised Dupont Shi Tailoong, and he reacted accordingly.    

    

However …    

    

Lu Lee's hand speed was too fast.    

    

Every part of Dupont Shi Tailoong's body was hit by the wind of the palm strike.    

    

Finally!    

    

In the moment Lu Lee's final palm strike struck, Du Pont Shi Tailoong continuously took a few steps back.    

    

A trickle of blood trickled from the corner of Dupont Shi Tailoong's mouth. He put it into his mouth.    

    

A hint of madness flashed across his eyes.    

    

"Lu Lee, you did well!"    

    

And so …    

    

The next two people would be fighting each other on the stage.    

    

Everyone used their full strength.    

    

The fist hit the flesh, the force behind the fist!    

    

The two of them didn't even care about the sound of the first round.    

    

The battle between the two …    

    

It directly let the audience enjoy a visual feast.    

    

However …    

    

At this moment, everyone felt their hearts clench.    

    

They all understood that this wasn't an ordinary sparring session. The slightest carelessness could lead to someone losing his life.    

    

"Southern Fist!"    

    

"Eight Trigram Palm!"    

    

"Harmony of the Spring Fist!"    

    

Lu Lee used all of his skills, and Lu Lee used all of the fist techniques that the Chinese Martial Arts represented.    

    

Separated by the screen …    

    

The so-called successor, Li Mu, saw his family's martial arts being used by Lu Lee at the moment.    

    

They were all shocked!    

    

"This is the most specialized martial arts technique!"    

    

"Who exactly is Lu Lee? Why is he more professional than our family?"    

    

"Could it be that the legend is true? "Lu Lee might be mysterious …"    

    

At the other end …    

    

DuPont Shi Tailoong also did not show any weakness, Lu Lee used Chinese Martial Arts, he used Western martial arts.    

    

Each move and each move carried the shadow of Western Martial Arts.    

    

The most important thing for Lu Lee was to avoid the attack of Dupont Shi Tailoong.    

    

Only then could he find a chance to fight back.    

    

Otherwise …    

    

He was likely to be seriously injured.    

    

Finally …    

    

Both of them were panting. Lu Lee's face had already turned blue.    

    

Dupont Shi Tailoong was no better.    

    

Lu Lee gasped.    

    

"Why don't we call it a draw?"    

    

Du Pont Shi Tailoong threw his head back and laughed.    

    

"A draw? I, Shi Tailoong, have never lost in my entire life! A draw is equal to a loss. "    

    

"Lu Lee, if you can handle this last move of mine, I'll admit defeat."    

    

Lu Lee nodded.    

    

The Chun Protection hand gesture appeared once again.    

    

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd,    

    

Dupont Shi Tailoong rushed at Lu Lee, his fists turning into a dot as he struck Lu Lee on both arms.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

There was only the sound of something shattering.    

    

Lu Lee's left hand broke first.    

    

Lu Lee gritted his teeth as he forcefully endured the pain. He turned his body around and executed the Incantation of the Spring Fist Technique with his right hand.    

    

This second …    

    

Lu Lee had punched him thirty times!    

    


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