He saw that Qi Xia had no follow-up moves, so he immediately took a big step forward.

Qi Xia also hesitated for a moment, then pushed the two chairs in front of him again, blocking himself and Zhang Shan.

Zhang Shan, who was tall and slow in movement, was almost tripped by the two chairs.

"The dragon fights in the wild, its path is at its end."

Qi Xia took a run-up, stepped on the chair and jumped up. Before Zhang Shan could stabilize himself, he pounced on him and straddled him.

He knew that Zhang Shan was fundamentally different from Little Glasses and Old Lv. It was impossible for him to compromise through intimidation alone. So, before the opponent could react, he mounted him and threw punches at his face.

Zhang Shan immediately bent his arms to protect his chin and cheek, while keeping his eyes on Qi Xia's shoulders. By judging Qi Xia's punches, he continuously defended against his attacks.

Qi Xia's fists landed on Zhang Shan's arms like raindrops, feeling as hard as hitting a wall.

"Kid... you're looking for death!"

Taking advantage of the moment when Zhang Shan spoke, Qi Xia punched down between Zhang Shan's arms, aiming for his nose.

But Zhang Shan seemed to have anticipated it long ago. He directly clamped Qi Xia's fist with his arms, preventing it from moving forward even a bit. He locked Qi Xia's joints, then twisted his arm to the side, causing Qi Xia to roll to the side. Zhang Shan also broke free from the restraint.

"I really underestimated you..." Zhang Shan slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and said with a smile, "Were you an assassin before you came here? Who fights like this?"

Qi Xia also stood up with a serious expression, panting heavily.

The attack just now was a desperate move, but he didn't expect the opponent to be almost unaffected.

"Hey hey hey!!" Little Glasses ran up at this time, looking anxious. "Why are you two fighting for no reason... calm down first..."

"I can't calm down." Zhang Shan said with an angry smile, "Today, I must make this kid submit."

Before Qi Xia could come up with the next strategy, Zhang Shan had already lifted all the chairs and rushed over. His strong arms swung towards Qi Xia's face like a pillar.

At the critical moment, Qiao Jiajin reached out and hooked his arm.

"Big guy, you can't hit him."

When Zhang Shan saw himself being blocked, he increased his strength, but found that the thin Tattooed Arm in front of him was surprisingly strong, and he couldn't move at all.

"Another troublemaker." Zhang Shan snorted coldly, "Why can't I hit him?"

"Because he is my 'brain'." Qiao Jiajin smiled innocently, "If you hurt his head, both of us will become idiots."

"He is your 'brain'?" Zhang Shan found the man in front of him interesting, "Then what are you?"

"Well..." Qiao Jiajin let go of Zhang Shan's hand, took off his coat, revealing his tattoos and well-trained muscles, "If you have to say, I am his 'fist'."

Zhang Shan raised an eyebrow and said, "Interesting, then I will have a match with your 'fist'."

After speaking, Zhang Shan took a boxing stance, curling one arm to protect his chin, and swinging the other arm towards Qiao Jiajin with the movement of his hips.

Qiao Jiajin quickly ducked and dodged the punch, immediately appearing in front of Zhang Shan, and swung his right hand to throw an uppercut.

Zhang Shan also dodged by tilting his head back, then immediately adjusted his posture, placing his right hand in front and creating distance between him and Qiao Jiajin.

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In just a short moment, the two knew that the other must have some fighting skills, otherwise they wouldn't have such agility.

After thinking for only half a second, Zhang Shan took another step forward and threw a heavy punch with his left hand.

This time, Qiao Jiajin didn't dodge, but instead grabbed his entire arm, then jumped up and spun around, hooking one foot around Zhang Shan's neck, using his own weight to directly bring him down to the ground.

He held Zhang Shan's arms between his legs, constantly pulling them back, while his feet searched for the right position. One foot pressed against Zhang Shan's neck, and the other was ready to press against his chest.

Zhang Shan was somewhat incredulous, but he had already regained his senses. This was a ground technique commonly seen in mixed martial arts called the "cross lock". If the opponent twisted his arms, he would undoubtedly lose.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his right hand and firmly clasped it with his left hand, intertwining their fingers, temporarily preventing Qiao Jiajin from straightening his arms.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand how a ruffian like Tattooed Arm could use such a standard move. Fortunately, he also had some knowledge of combat techniques. Although he couldn't break free from Qiao Jiajin's cross lock at the moment, he also didn't let the opponent succeed.

Qiao Jiajin noticed that Zhang Shan's left hand couldn't move, so he extended one foot and kicked it against Zhang Shan's right arm, using the strength of his thigh to forcefully separate Zhang Shan's hands.

Zhang Shan was now sweating profusely. After all, his hands were only clasped together by their fingers, and they were not firmly held.

Soon, Zhang Shan's hands separated, and his left hand was instantly straightened. The immense pain made him cry out.

But he was still a big guy after all. He twisted his body and punched towards Qiao Jiajin's abdomen with his right hand.

Qiao Jiajin quickly contracted his right leg, blocking the strike with his knee.

Zhang Shan seemed to have found a way out and continued to punch at Qiao Jiajin with his right fist, while Qiao Jiajin could only use his knee to constantly defend."To successfully execute the 'Cross Lock', there are two key points. First, you must firmly control one of the opponent's arms, and second, you must use your legs to press down on the opponent's neck and chest.

In order to resist the opponent's attack, Qiao Jiajin had to retract his leg. With the restraint on his right leg gone, Zhang Shan could get up.

So, he forcefully pulled his left arm, flipped over, and tried to turn the tables by pinning Qiao Jiajin down.

Seeing the opponent break free, Qiao Jiajin immediately extended his right foot to block him.

Unable to get close, Zhang Shan kept throwing punches at Qiao Jiajin.

Qiao Jiajin shielded himself with his arms and always kept a distance from the opponent with his right leg.

Taking advantage of Zhang Shan's inattention, Qiao Jiajin's raised right leg suddenly dropped, kicking hard on the opponent's calf.

Zhang Shan lost his balance again and was about to fall. Qiao Jiajin seized the opportunity, circled behind him, extended his right arm to strangle Zhang Shan's neck, and increased his strength by clasping his left hand with his right arm. He jumped back and pulled both of them down to the ground, executing a 'Naked Choke' guillotine.

Qiao Jiajin was about to lock the opponent's neck, but suddenly found something was wrong.

Upon closer inspection, Zhang Shan had blocked his neck with one hand, and the momentum of the Naked Choke could not be formed for a moment.

Although he blocked Qiao Jiajin's attack, Zhang Shan was also not doing well. He protected his vital parts, but his hand was also locked.

At this moment, neither of them could break free, and they were locked together.

"Hey... big guy..." Qiao Jiajin gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to admit defeat? Call me boss, and I'll let go now..."

"Damn! Even if I die in your hands, I will never admit defeat..." Zhang Shan kept tensing his muscles, trying to find a breakthrough. However, Qiao Jiajin's posture was very stable, and he couldn't find any flaws for the time being.