Could it be that they could eliminate all these strong teams?
Gao Shiwei didn't say anything. He just looked at the screen quietly.
Just as the fist was about to land on Geng Hu's face, Geng Hu quickly reacted.
He tilted his head and brushed past Li Hao's fist.
"It's my turn." Geng Hu whispered.
In the next second, Geng Hu kicked Li Hao at an even faster speed.
This time, Li Hao seemed to have predicted Geng Hu's next move. He jumped and dodged Geng Hu's kick.
"Wonderful!" The commanders in the command center praised him.
At this moment.
Geng Hu smiled as if he was waiting for Li Hao to jump.
Before Li Hao could land, Geng Hu gave another horizontal kick.
This time, Li Hao was not so lucky.
He had no time to dodge and was sent flying by Geng Hu's kick.
Thump!
With a dull thud, Li Hao fell heavily to the ground.
