The ring is more than two meters above the ground, and with the rope bar, it is a full three meters.This person jumps three meters, this kind of light body kung fu, only a master of chemical strength can do it.The killer king was humiliated in public by this guy, and he was already furious.Before the short man's body hit the ground, he pounced.A punching bag-sized fist slammed into the temples of the short, thin man.The black boxing master will never be polite to the people who come to the door to kick the field, and it is normal to kill and maim them.Seeing the fist of the killer king, it was about to hit the head of the short and thin man.Quite a few people screamed.With the power of the Killer King's fist.If this punch is real, the short and thin man's head is afraid that it will immediately turn into a rotten watermelon.The short thin man snorted, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the Killer King's wrist lightly.The murderous punch of the Killer King froze in the air like this.The corners of the short and thin man's mouth had a sneering smile.His left hand slowly exerted force, and the Killer King's fist was pulled down.The Killer King's face turned red.The bones and tendons of his arms made a gratifying sound, apparently exhausted with all his might.However, his arm was still wrenched by the short and thin man, inch by inch.Wei Chengwu slowly stood up, his expression extremely solemn.The Murder King is born with divine power, even if it is himself, it is impossible to compete with him so easily.These guys are not easy.He glanced at Dong Bicheng with his eyes, signaling him to act at the opportunity and not let others suffer.Dong Bicheng nodded slightly, stood up and approached the ring.However, at this moment, a man with a scar on his face stopped Dong Bicheng.He didn't speak, with a cigarette in his mouth, and glanced at Dong Bicheng.Dong Bicheng's heart sank.This guy gave Dong Bicheng an unfathomable feeling.He couldn't see through his martial arts cultivation, which showed that his kung fu was above himself.In the ring, the rivalry between the killer king and the short and thin man has come to an end.The roar of the king of murder is like a cow's moo.But no matter how hard he tried, he was turned around by the short and thin man's anti-joint inch by inch.His wrists and elbows were stretched in a straight line.An extremely cold smile appeared on the man's lips, and his arm suddenly jerked.Click!
The wrist and elbow joints of the killer king were immediately broken.The Killer King screamed, and the big bald head slammed into the short man's head.This is the iron head skill that the Murder King has practiced since childhood.I don't know how many black boxing masters were seriously injured under his move.The corners of the short and thin man's mouth showed a sinister smile.His neck, Grele's neck turned half a circle, and his head also smashed into the head of the big bald head.Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the big bald head screamed miserably, and staggered back.His nose, mouth, and ears were bleeding."
I can't stand the old killing, on!"
When Wei Chengwu saw this scene, he screamed, and at the same time rushed to the edge of the ring.Dong Bicheng slashed diagonally, avoiding the master who was blocking him.But the man followed him like a shadow, staring at Dong Bicheng as fast as lightning.Dong Bicheng shouted, bullied the master, and rolled out with his fists and feet.The master stretched out a hand, dismantled and struck, and guarded it extremely tightly.He didn't seem to have any intention of fighting Dong Bi, just blocking him and not letting him get close to the ring.Dong Bicheng gasped.With just one hand, this person blocked his wild rainstorm-like fists and feet, which was really unfathomable.Wei Chengwu flew up and pounced on the ring.But the others were in mid-air, and a person was like a harrier eagle, blocking him.The two fought in the air, crackling and crackling.When he landed, the man slammed his whip leg, and Wei Chengwu bent his elbow to protect his head.Bang!
Wei Chengwu only felt half of his body, as if he had been hit by a locomotive.He couldn't help but stumble and took a step forward.The man immediately had another high-pressure leg, like a tomahawk, and slashed down with a terrifying wind.Bang!
Wei Chengwu fell to the ground.The man grabbed Wei Chengwu's throat and lifted him high.In the ring, the killer king was stepped on the thigh of his left foot by a short thin man, holding his calf with both hands, and then twisted his joint.Yes!
The King of Murder let out a bitter howl.The pain of this broken joint is unbearable for anyone.The corners of the short and thin man's mouth, with a sinister smile, grabbed the other leg of the killer king.All the spectators stared blankly at this bloody scene.Everyone's eyes were full of fear.The short and thin man is fighting in the ring, it is simply a slaughter~ corpse.Under the ring, Wei Chengwu was kicked out by the master.He slammed into the edge of the concrete ring, breaking several bones all over his body.Wei Chengwu couldn't get up anymore, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.Almost at the same time, Dong Bicheng was also kicked in the chest by the opponent's master, and the ball was smashed over.The two masters, in the blink of an eye, became a rolling gourd, and they couldn't afford to be seriously injured.In the ring, the short and thin man was still methodically dismantling the bones of the human king.The screams of the Killer King have weakened.Blood gushed from the corners of his mouth, staining the entire ring.In the end, the short and thin man held the paralyzed Killer King aloft, as if carrying a battle flag.He said sarcastically in unfamiliar Huaxia language."
Look, this is what you call a champion?
This is your martial arts in Huaxia?
”"Compared to our Sang Kingdom warriors, you are too weak.""
What, these guys are from Sang Country?""
Nima, run to Huaxia to bully people, I don't know whether I live or die!"
…… The audience in the ring all shouted.Everyone's heart is full of anger.China and Sang are feuding countries, and every Chinese person hates Sang to the core.At this moment, I saw these warriors of the Sang Kingdom, and they actually went to Zhonghai to abuse the Chinese people.Everyone's anger came up.The short and thin man disdainfully threw the body of the killer king under the ring.There was a strong irony in his voice."
Yes, you should be angry.""
However, this world is a world where the strong have the final say.""
You ants, are you entitled to be angry?"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his middle finger to everyone.Then, he flipped his middle finger over and stabbed it down.This rude provocation made everyone angry.A young man in the northeast corner blushed.He slammed into the ring with two blows, glaring at the short, thin man."
I'll fight you."
Young men are not ring players.It was not in accordance with the rules for him to compete on stage.But at this moment, no one will think that there is anything wrong with him.The short, thin man smiled wryly, like a butcher looking at a cow or sheep, and looked at the young man.The young man struck the cannon and slammed it over.The short, thin man grabbed his arm and snapped his joints with a click.Then, his left leg pinned to the young man's left leg and wrenched violently.The young man screamed and broke his left knee joint, and the short and thin man grabbed the young man and threw him under the ring as if he were garbage.The short and thin man's gaze was defiant and sinister: "You—too weak. ”Young men, holding their legs and arms, wail under the ring.All the people looked at the short and thin man like a demon in fear, and no one dared to speak.