[Urban high martial arts·Brother and sister awakening·Being beaten and becoming stronger]
Tie Ta's twelfth punch fell, and the bones in his left arm were shattered. Sweat, blood, grinning. Five hundred for one session, three thousand for seven sessions, and my sister's medical expenses are still short of 180,000.
Zhao Sihai said that after this fight, the debt will be cleared.
But when Iron Tower's fist hit his temple, Chen Fan woke up: Zhao Sihai had no intention of letting him walk out of the iron cage alive.
At the moment of death, my spine burned. The ancient physique that became extinct eight hundred years ago tore the seal apart, and the dark gold lines broke out of the body.
A punch counterattacked, and the whole place was dead silent.
Every punch you receive is a deposit. Every injury he receives makes him stronger.
But Chen Fan didn't know that his paralyzed sister also had a notebook covered with the same lines hidden under the pillow.
Every time he fell on the ring covered in blood, she would wake up from her sleep and her back would feel hot.
"Brother, don't die."
Chen Fan didn't hear this sentence.
But he clenched his fists, smashed the corners of the ring, and grinned at the crowd:
"If you can't kill me, I will eventually crush this city."
