"Chu Yao is your mountain now. Find a way to move him away and defeat him. Within a month, you will definitely enter the country."

Jiang Jinghong spoke eloquently, his voice extremely confident.

When Ye Fan heard these words, his eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, as if he understood something.

Chu Yao was speechless.

Is this considered a blatant violation of the rules of the game?

Jiang Jinghong didn't wait for Chu Yao to protest and continued to give instructions.

"Chu Yao, you're a pig! Your defense is already top-notch, so why not take the initiative and fight him!"

"With a burst of vigor, you can beat him until he's frightened, terrified, and loses all his fighting spirit! Even if you're not as good as him in punches and kicks, just hold him and throw him off the ring again and again. In less than ten tries, you'll have him suffer internal injuries and vomit blood!"

Hearing this, Chu Yao was also stunned.

Is there such a tactic?

However, on second thought, it seems feasible.

This fighting style of risking one's life and dying together is really suitable for me at the moment.

But when Ye Fan heard this tactic, his face changed drastically.

He knew very well that if he fought like this, he would definitely lose.

After shouting to the two of them separately, Jiang Jinghong found a seat, sat down leisurely, and waited to watch the show.

However, the two people on the ring were in very different moods at this moment.

An invisible surge of fighting spirit was spreading.

The two of them are facing each other at this moment, and they are the mountains in each other's eyes.

Before, I still had weakness, hesitation, and fantasy in my heart...

And now, both of them realized that there was no room for tricks in this battle.

If you want to win, you have to pay with your life!

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