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Chapter 33 Spike (first update)
Mo Sheng was the name of the man in black.

Hearing the cheers around him at this moment, Mo Sheng on the ring burst out laughing.

He looked at the fainted body in front of him, and after a burst of laughter, a look of cruelty suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then he stepped on an arm fiercely.

"what!"

There was a shrill scream, and the severe pain made the man wake up from the pain.

Mo Sheng had a sinister smile on his face, and instead of making him feel merciful, his shrill screams raised his foot and stomped on the other arm again.

There was another scream, and the man who had just woken up passed out again.

Mo Sheng's expression remained the same, seeing the man passed out again, he kicked the man in the chest hard, kicking him off the ring.

Such a move naturally aroused strong cheers.

After all, the spectators around didn't care about the life and death of boxers. The biggest reason they came here was to find excitement.

The bloodier the fight in the ring, the more excited they will be.

What Mo Sheng did was exactly in line with their wishes.

On the ring, after Mo Sheng kicked the man's body off the ring, he looked directly at a group of figures under the ring, and these people were the fighters in the ring.

"Which of you is next?"

Mo Sheng shouted loudly, with arrogance written all over his face.

However, even so, as his voice sounded, the boxers in the boxing ring still quickly lowered their heads, and no one dared to stand up to the ring.

In the past three days, Mo Sheng's reputation has been thoroughly spread in this underground boxing arena. Although they have never fought against Mo Sheng, the fate of those fighters before made them have no courage to fight against Mo Sheng.

"Haha, is there anyone?"

The fear of the boxers made Mo Sheng smile even more happily. He no longer looked at those boxers, but turned his head to look around: "With such a big boxing ring, no one dares to fight me."

"If that's the case, I don't think there's any need for the boxing ring to stay open. It might as well just close down."

Mo Sheng shouted loudly, while Duan Kun was already furious with anger.

At this time, he even wished he could go on stage himself and tear Mo Sheng's mouth to pieces.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Duan Kun looked at Nie Ting, wanting to get a solution from Nie Ting.

"Do you want me to teach you how to do this?"

Nie Ting frowned slightly, and his words were cold. Before Duan Kun could react, he suddenly saw Nie Ting jump out of the corridor.

In an instant, Duan Kun's complexion changed wildly. The height here was close to ten meters below, and Nie Ting jumped down just like that?
But the next moment he was stunned. He saw Nie Ting falling straight onto the ring. Although he experienced a height of ten meters, he was still unscathed.

"This!"

Duan Kun only felt his heart shake. Even though he had known Nie Ting's strength for a long time, this scene still made him dumbfounded.

On the ring, after Nie Ting landed, Mo Sheng also found Nie Ting.

Seeing Nie Ting standing on the ring in casual clothes, Mo Sheng was stunned for a moment.

"What are you going to do?"

Mo Sheng asked subconsciously.

With a calm expression, Nie Ting hooked his hands at Mo Sheng and said, "Don't you want to punch, I'll play with you."

"You want to punch me?"

Mo Sheng looked at Nie Ting, saw Nie Ting nodding, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha."

"Boy, you haven't even finished your studies, do you dare to come up and punch?"

"With your small body, do you believe that I can blow you away with one punch?"

As he spoke, Mo Sheng raised his fist towards Nie Ting, with a haughty look, obviously he didn't take Nie Ting seriously.

Not only him, but at this moment, the audience around him were already blown away.

"Haha, is this kid crazy? He dares to challenge Mo Sheng?"

"Mo Sheng has fought thirteen matches in the past few days, and each of them is a winner. He and the boy challenged Mo Sheng. I simply don't want to live."

"Even those professionally trained boxers can't beat Mo Sheng. How dare he fight Mo Sheng?"

"Tch, this is simply courting death. Mo Sheng can easily kill him by simply moving his fingers."

Around, many audiences were basically laughing at Nie Ting.

It's just that Nie Ting didn't pay attention to these things, just looked at Mo Sheng quietly, and said slowly and methodically: "Don't talk nonsense, if you dare or not, if you don't dare, just get out of here."

Hearing this, Mo Sheng's face suddenly became gloomy: "Boy, do you really want to court death?"

Nie Ting didn't speak, but just hooked his hand at Mo Sheng.

"Humph!"

"Since you want to court death, I will help you!"

Mo Sheng snorted coldly: "Say your name, the nameless ghost will never die under my command."

"People who are about to die are not entitled to know my name. You can call me the number one ruthless person." Nie Ting said lightly.

"The first ruthless person?"

Mo Sheng frowned slightly, but then smiled coldly: "Just because you are worthy of such a name?"

"Death to me!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Sheng raised his hand and punched Nie Ting.

There was bursts of cheers from the surrounding auditorium.

In their view, Mo Sheng could easily defeat Nie Ting with just one punch.

Not only defeat, but definitely beat Nie Ting seriously.

You must know that Mo Sheng's opponent was a strong professional boxer before, and he still couldn't stop Mo Sheng's heavy punches.

Nie Ting can only be regarded as an ordinary person at most, how can he bear it?
With a punch, Nie Ting was still indifferent. He didn't stretch out his hand until the fist had come close.

It wasn't that he was confronting Mo Sheng forcefully, but just stretched out a finger lightly, and directly pressed Mo Sheng's fist.

"what?!"

Mo Sheng's face changed, and he was dumbfounded.

Not to mention the audience around them, they were all stunned.

How could a mere finger block Mo Sheng's punch?
Nie Ting smiled lightly and exerted a little force on his fingers. The next moment, Mo Sheng felt a sharp pain, and his entire arm seemed to be torn apart.

"If you want to make trouble, you have to have that kind of strength."

Nie Ting spoke calmly, pointed out again, and pointed at Mo Sheng's chest.

In an instant, Mo Sheng felt a bone-chilling chill enveloping him, and his body's instinctive reaction made him want to avoid it.

Unfortunately, it was too late, and Nie Ting pointed down.

"Pfft!" With a sound, the slender fingers directly entered Mo Sheng's chest.

Mo Sheng's eyes instantly became dull, and the pupils in them dilated wildly.

In the next moment, his stiff body was just like his opponent before, and he fell down straight.

"Boom!"

His body hit the ground, while Nie Ting withdrew his fingers leisurely.

There was not the slightest trace of blood on his fingers, but at this moment, there was a steady stream of blood flowing out from Mo Sheng's chest.

All the spectators around were stupefied at the moment.

The boxers in the boxing ring also stared wide-eyed at this time.

On the third floor of the boxing ring, Duan Kun was like seeing a ghost.

Such a powerful Mo Sheng was killed by Nie Ting in the blink of an eye? !

(End of this chapter)