The Heavenly Hound was standing in the ring, angrily looked at Ye Fei.

It seemed that he was looking at a dead man.

"This master, you are so strong, why do you work for Su Zongheng? Since there is no vengeance or enmity between us, why should we fight with each other?"

Ye Fei knew he could win the Heavenly Hound, so he asked.

"No vengeance or enmity? Bastard, I know you are arrogant, now it seems that you are more arrogant than I imagined? You said I worked for Su Zongheng? Tell you, I have been waiting for this match for a long time! Before you die, write your will, if you have any unfinished things, deliver them to someone else."

The Heavenly Hound angrily said.

After that, the audience felt cold, as if they suddenly fell into the icehouse, all the audience thought the Heavenly Hound was so terrible.

The fine hair on the body of Ye Fei also erected up, he narrowed eyes, stared at the Heavenly Hound, "You mean, you have vengeance and enmity with me!"

The Heavenly Hound coldly hummed, and did not answer.

"Mr. Yamamoto, just because I made the hands of your son broken? Your son Yamamoto Takeshi is too arrogant, and I have to do that. On the basis of his arrogant mind, fortunately he met me, if he met a real master, then he would directly kill your son! I just saved him! You can take advantage of his youth, let him do some other things. Your son is not dead, why are you so aggressive?"

Ye Fei said in a low voice, "Mr. Yamamoto, you are a famous martial artist, and as a member of parliament in the Japanese government, incredibly come here to fight, and wear this ridiculous mask. If this thing gets exposed, guess what? Your political career is immediately ruined! I'm going to give you a way out of here. The injury of your son, I will naturally go to visit, trust me, I will deal with this matter well."

The voice of Ye Fei was very low, and nobody could hear that but Yamamoto Xiong.

"You... How did you recognize me?"

He suddenly was startled, did not think, he already wore the mask, but Ye Fei still knew his identity.

"How do I recognize you? Do you think everyone else is blind? A famous Japanese martial artist, and still have a grudge against me. I indeed have a lot of enemies, but the Japanese only is Yamamoto Takeshi. What's more, the standing posture of your son is the same as you, if I do not recognize, I might as well find a place to commit suicide."

Ye Fei slightly smiled, his insight was amazing, he had known the identity of this Heavenly Hound was famous martial artist, Yamamoto Takeshi's father, Yamamoto Xiong.

"Bastard, unexpectedly, you are not only powerful, but also clever. A man like you will become a scourge! If you don't recognize me, I'll mercilessly beat you today! But now you have recognized me, so I have to kill you."

Before the host announced the beginning of the match, Yamamoto Xiong rushed towards Ye Fei.

It seemingly was simple, in fact, this trick was called "Swallow Like the Wind", it was so quick like lightning.

“Go to hell.”

Yamamoto Xiong immediately reached the front of Ye Fei, punched towards the chest of Ye Fei.

The audience erupted a burst of exclamation, this speed was too fast, was much faster than just now.

Now they finally knew, until now, the Heavenly Hound used his real strength.

As the saying goes, there was no strongest martial arts, only the strongest martial artist.

Although it was a simple punch, in the hands of Yamamoto Xiong, was also a very terrible power.

Simple and clear, this punch was more destructive than those other skills.

"It's so powerful."

Ye Fei immediately felt the terrible pressure of Yamamoto Xiong, and found he could not dodge.

"I can't dodge, then I will stop it."

Ye Fei folded her hands and held them to his chest.

Bang!

The punch easily broke through the defense of Ye Fei.

Yamamoto Xiong did not stop the attack, with a standard front kick, rushed towards the abdomen of Ye Fei.

The same perfect kick!

The right leg of Ye Fei was injured, had difficulty in moving, so he was kicked by Yamamoto Xiong.

Ye Fei the whole person flew out, didn't stop until he hit the wire.

He knelt on the ground, covered his stomach, spat out the blood!

On his abdomen, were was an obvious blood hole.

Yamamoto Xiong incredibly kicked his abdomen to break!

The abdomen was soft, and the foot was not a sharp weapon, how could it break the abdomen?

The audience was stunned, if the Heavenly Hound was not barefoot, they would have thought he had a razor in his shoes.

Such this kind of top martial artist, any part of his body was the weapon.

"It's really amazing!"

Ye Fei thought the gap of them was too big, even if now he was not injured, he also could not defeat Yamamoto Xiong.

Fortunately, this kick just hurt his abdomen, did not hurt the internal organs, otherwise, he would directly die.

"Bastard, You can't beat me completely. Go to hell."

Yamamoto Xiong furiously roared, rushed towards Ye Fei again.

"I really can't beat you completely."

Ye Fei suddenly raised his head, with a pair of sharp eyes, he loudly said, "Throwing knives."

After that, Ye Fei suddenly shook his hands rapidly.

Immediately, a silvery throwing knife flew out from the hands of Ye Fei, rushed straight to between the eyebrows of Yamamoto Xiong, it was the throwing knife he had hidden in his clothes!

Just now he secretly put it in his hands.

The last weapon used in initiative attack of Ye Fei!

The throwing knives of Ye's family, hit the target every time without a miss.