Chapter 595 Hold Tight, I Can't Stand Anymore

Chapter 595 Hold tight, I can't stand anymore

Dan Min's every move is a killer move practiced in the previous group arena.

Li Qiao was seriously injured by her, and her next attack would definitely reveal flaws.

What Dan Min wants is not to defeat Li Qiao, but her life.

Also, that man.

Just as Dan Min expected, Li Qiao's movements were indeed restricted due to serious injuries to her side and ribs.

Even if the audience couldn't see it, when she punched with her left hand, her strength was obviously not as strong as before.

Dan Min's attacks became more and more fierce. After a few minutes of fighting, Li Qiao punched her three times.

With a "bang", the slender figure backed up and bumped into the wire fence of the ring.

Li Qiao was almost bounced back to the ground by inertia, but fortunately her fingers pinched the gaps in the barbed wire to stabilize her figure.

"Pretty-"

"Miss Li—"

Li San, Luo Yu and others anxiously called her name from the audience.

Leaning her back against the barbed wire, Li Qiao panted heavily, pursed her lips and raised her head, a trace of blood slowly left at the corner of her mouth.

She didn't look back, she didn't want Third Brother and Shang Yu to see her vomiting blood.

Li Qiao wiped off the blood with the back of her hand, rolled her throat, her eyes were more radiant than before.

"Li Qiao, if you kneel down and admit defeat, I might consider letting you go."

In fact, Dan Min was not as calm as she appeared. She had a lot of bruises and the corners of her eyes were swollen.

Just now her knee was also kicked by Li Qiao. If it wasn't for the protection of the iron knee pad, her kneecap would have been shattered long ago.

At this moment, Li Qiao swallowed the smell of rust in her throat, pursed her lips, and rushed towards Dan Min again by virtue of the resilience of the barbed wire.

The moment of adrenaline rush, the physical pain is almost negligible.

Get down on your knees and admit defeat?

The teacher taught her all the fighting skills, but never taught her how to admit defeat.

Li Qiao's sudden arousal made Dan Min secretly startled, but also aroused his desire to win.

She will definitely kill Li Qiao tonight.

In terms of skill, Dan Min is indeed slightly better.

But she didn't know that Li Qiao was better at attacking the mind and skills.

Just now she took three punches, and she seemed to be beaten back by Dan Min.

In the process of winning or losing, the opponent is suddenly at a disadvantage. With Dan Min's arrogant heart, he will definitely feel that the victory is in his hands.

And the more she wanted to win, the harder she shot and the faster she moved, the easier it was for her to show her flaws.

Li Qiao had been waiting for this moment.

Therefore, when she gritted her teeth to withstand Dan Min's elbow and pretended to retreat, seeing Dan Min's sneer that victory was in sight, Li Qiao shot back unexpectedly.

With a spin, she stepped on Dan Min's knee with her left foot, jumped up, bent her right knee and kicked her temple with great strength.

That's where the human body is most vulnerable.

In the previous fight, both of them intended to attack the other's temple, but they were both prepared, and neither of them succeeded.

This time, Li Qiao endured the severe pain of wounds and successfully attacked.

Dan Min's muscular figure couldn't stop backing up and hit the barbed wire fence. She wanted to fight back, but her eyes were dark.

Immediately, the resilience of the barbed wire caused Dan Min to stagger and fall to the ground.

The game isn't over yet.

Injuries to the temples would only result in momentary loss of consciousness.

Li Qiao told Dan Min not to stand up again tonight, nor to look at Shang Yu again.

So, she knelt on the ground with one knee, and punched Dan Min hard on the left eye, and then her right eye was not spared either.

These eyes looked at people they shouldn't look at.

At this time, Dan Min had regained consciousness, but the severe pain in her eyes made her cry out in pain uncontrollably.

She can be injured, but her eyes cannot be disabled.

Because Dan Min suddenly thought that she was also in this arena once, and poked a challenger's eyes blind.

But she is the female boxing champion of the underground boxing gym, losing her eyes means losing her stage.

Can't! Absolutely not!

Dan Min was ready to fight back in an instant, but Li Qiao's leg pressed against her chest just in time.

She tried to bend her legs to kick Li Qiao over, but she received another punch to the temple.

Tinnitus sounded, accompanied by a gradual loss of consciousness.

Dan Min completely lost the chance to backhand.

Not long after, Li Qiao gritted her teeth and punched Dan Min in the face three more times.

That was the dull loss she had suffered before.

Danmin's nose bone was broken again, and blood spattered all over the ring.

Before she lost consciousness, Li Qiao leaned over and said hoarsely in her ear: "You are so weak, how could he fall in love with you? He will only be mine, and you are not worthy."

Li Qiao returned Dan Min's mocking words back intact.

Right now, the corners of Dan Min's lips twitched, as if she wanted to speak, but her brain suffered severe trauma, and she couldn't speak a word at all.

Li Qiao glanced at her coldly, then propped herself up on the ground, and stood up slowly.

Lying down and standing up, the victory is already divided.

Countless spotlights fell on Li Qiao's body, making her face as pale as snow.

She stood motionless in the middle of the arena, her hair was disheveled, and the corners of her mouth were bloody, but her black eyes were still bright.

"Miss Seven, Miss Seven—"

Shouts erupted at the scene, applauding for such a rare female boxing close-to-body fight.

Tonight's ring king has changed hands.

The undefeated mythical female boxing champion was pulled down from the altar by Li Qiao, the Seven Sons of the Frontier.

At this time, it was half past nine.

The referee came to the stage and called Dan Min's side for a long time, so long that the judgment time had passed.

There was no one urging him at the scene, after all, 99% of the people bet on Danmin's victory.

After a long while, the referee had no choice but to recognize the reality, glanced at Li Qiao quietly, and then stepped forward to raise her arm.

The host came back to his senses in a trance. He squeezed the microphone tightly and announced the result of the competition in a trembling voice: "Congratulations, the challenger of the female boxing competition, Li Qiao won—"

Not long after, the wire door of the ring was opened, Li Qiao straightened her back, and walked down the ring step by step.

The cheers passed by the ears, and the mourning of the betting failure was endless.

But Li Qiao didn't look at anyone, and slowly walked towards the passageway backstage of the boxing gym, facing the attention of the audience.

That figure from the back is thin and slender, but it also seems to contain endless power.

Li Qiao, her name is destined to set off another frenzy of chasing in the underground boxing gym.

However, at the moment when she was far away from the auditorium, Li Qiao supported the wall, her blood surged up, and she vomited a mouthful of blood with her eyes closed.

There was the sound of sharp footsteps behind her, and her figure also fell backwards with a bang.

A pair of hands hugged her.

The familiar ebony fragrance dispelled the bloody smell on her body, and Li Qiao lay in his arms, screaming like a mosquito, "Hold tight, I can't stand anymore."

In this group arena match, she only narrowly won and was seriously injured.

At this moment, Shang Yu held her in his arms, his muscles stiffened and knotted.

He was obviously restraining his strength, but he always wanted to tighten it inadvertently. The girl in his arms had bruises all over her face, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was even more glaring.

Li San and the others behind him also quickly gathered around, everyone looked anxious, "Qiaoqiao, how are you?"

Shang Yu hugged her horizontally and pressed her against her sweaty face, his voice was hoarse like a tight string, "Are your ribs hurt?"

Li Qiao lay on the man's shoulder, did not answer his question, but murmured softly, "Third Brother, call someone over. I hurt Dan Min, and there will be a tough battle soon."

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