Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

In the King of Fighters Arena, there were continuous shouts and curses from the audience.

Those gambling dogs who sold their ticket stubs wanted to kill all the guys wearing straw hats.

Kill, kill them all!

The yelling and cursing became louder and louder, and some spectators even started to fight, which had seriously affected the order in the martial arts arena.

Seeing this, the old man in mid-air whispered four words: "No noise."

These words spread throughout the martial arts arena instantly, suppressing the restless hearts of the gambling dogs.

The betting dogs all know better than to continue yelling any more.

Because this old man in the sky really knows how to kill people.

On the 5th stage.

When Vanuqing's followers saw Nanfeng walking onto the ring, their eyes showed solemnity.

They watched the previous battle between Nanfeng and Long Wudi from beginning to end.

The strength shown by Nanfeng made them feel troublesome.

"Don't worry, he was injured by Duan Kun just now, and his strength must be greatly reduced." Asamu comforted his teammates, "With the four of us working together, we can't defeat him as a dwarf?"

The challenge continues until now, and there are only four followers of Vanuqing left.

Man Ning looked at the four giants opposite and said solemnly: "I can handle the one on the far left."

"Then I'll leave him to you." Nanfeng twisted his neck and made a clicking sound, "There are four on the opposite side and two of us. The advantage is mine."

"I want to challenge Arena No. 5!"

The old man in the air nodded slightly: "Yes."

As his words fell, Vanuqing's four followers roared loudly and rushed over like four tanks.

Nan Feng sneered, and without dodging, he hit him head on.

Don't think that being tall and strong is a big deal.

Today I will let you know what attribute suppression is!

"What does Lu Xiaobu want to do?"

"Going head-to-head with the Wedeka? He's crazy."

"It turns out he is a reckless man who has strength but no brains."

Nanfeng could not hear the chatter in the audience.

Running at full speed, he crossed half the arena in one second and collided head-on with Asamu.

Boom!

A dull sound.

Nanfeng pressed his head against Asamu's abdomen, and the terrifying impact made his whole body bend like a shrimp.

"vomit……"

The churning feeling in his stomach almost made Asamu vomit out everything he had eaten during the day.

"Shut your mouth." Nanfeng hit his chin with his palm, pushing Asamu's chin up to prevent him from vomiting all over himself.

"Die, little dwarf!"

Asamu's other three teammates strode over, trying to save people.

Nanfeng reached into his arms and quietly took out the Desert Eagle.

call out! call out! call out! call out!

Four consecutive shots, hitting the knee!

Boom, boom, boom!

Four of Vanuqing's followers fell to their knees one after another, and then burst into screams.

"Ah!! It hurts so much! My knee is shattered!"

"What kind of skill is this that can break my knees that are as hard as iron?"

"This is not a skill, this is a hidden weapon. He has hidden arrows in his sleeve!"

"How despicable."

In just a few seconds, all four of Vanuqing's followers were injured.

Nan Feng put his hands on his hips and looked down at the four people kneeling in front of him: "Who did you just call the dwarf?"

Asamu gritted his teeth and glared at Nanfeng fiercely: "You are so good, we will admit defeat."

Nanfeng originally wanted to add a few more feet, but when he heard Asamu's words, "You are really good," he had no choice but to give up.

The opponent gave Nanfeng the highest praise, and kicking him again seemed a bit excessive.

Forget it, let them go.

The adults do not remember the faults of the villain.

The four followers of the Vanu family walked down the ring with livid faces.

Although they can walk quickly with only one leg, if they continue to fight, they are asking for trouble.

The gap in strength is too big, but they still have this self-awareness.

Asamu could tell that Nanfeng was not serious at all!

"In Arena No. 5, Yan Nujiao wins."

With the sound coming from the air, Nanfeng has successfully become the champion of the No. 5 arena.

Next, he only needs to stick to the ring for half an hour to advance.

"I didn't even have a chance to take action."

Man Ning walked to Nan Feng, her tone a little unhappy.

She felt like she was just a make-up, dispensable.

Nanfeng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it enough to let you win? Then you come and fight the next challenger, and I'll cheer you on."

Man Ning choked, then exhaled: "It's not necessary."

Man Ning has a clear understanding of her own strength, and her boxing skills are more suitable for single combat, launching a violent attack on a target.

But once there are more than two opponents, she will be unable to cope with them.

"Damn it, Lu Xiaobu actually won? What a dog."

"Hurry!"

"He won the game with overwhelming force. Lu Xiaobu's strength is so terrifying!"

"Look, Duan Kun is going to win too."

"Brother, did you see Shabi wearing a straw hat just now? What? Going over there? Okay, okay, thank you, Brother Ang~"

Listening to the sounds coming from the audience, Nanfeng looked towards Arena No. 8.

On the 8th stage, Long Wudi punched hard, beating the shit out of the followers of the Ning family.

"The people from the Ning family are so tough. After being beaten like this, why don't you admit defeat?"

Nanfeng just sighed, and found that the Ning family followers were all choked by Long Wudi.

They kept groaning, but they just couldn't say the word "surrender".

Manning frowned slightly: "This Duan Kun, what a cruel method."

Not letting the opponent surrender, but crippling the opponent alive!

My brother Long is not that kind of person... Nanfeng lowered his head and thought for a while, and soon remembered.

The first time Long Wudi came out of the fog, he was teleported to Ningcheng in the Falling Sun Empire.

The Ning family is the local snake in Ningcheng, the largest and strongest family in Ningcheng.

Nanfeng still remembers that Long Wudi said that he was rescued by Zhao Yao, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family in Ningcheng, but after the Ning family found out that he was the Chosen One, they directly killed the Zhao family.

Zhao Yao was also in that battle, and was killed by the aftermath of the battle.

The reason why Long Wudi was so cruel to the people of the Ning family was probably because he saw his old enemy.

On the No. 8 ring. Long Wudi stepped on one of the men's arms, then grabbed his forearm and twisted it upwards.

"Do you admit defeat? I'm asking you if you admit defeat?"

The Ning family follower opened his mouth wide: "Ah, Ah Ba Ah Ba..."

He drooled all over the floor, and couldn't say the two words.

"You don't admit defeat, right? Then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Long Wudi snorted, exerted force with his right hand, and broke the opponent's hand.

Then, with a piercing scream, he walked towards the next Ning family follower.

If I remember correctly, this person should be called Ning Xiang. It was he who drugged me in Ningcheng before... Long Wudi's eyes were cold, and he quickened his pace towards Ning Xiang.

Ning Xiang looked at Long Wudi's cold eyes and trembled with fear.

He must admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise he will be beaten to death... Ning Xiang thought so and tried to put his chin on.

But Long Wudi crushed the chins of several of them, the kind of comminuted fracture.

Without the help of doctors, there is no possibility of recovery.

In desperation, Ning Xiang could only use his unique skill - ventriloquism!

His stomach bulged and contracted, and he made a sound: "We admit..."

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, Long Wudi rushed forward and shot with great force!

Ning Xiang drew an arc in the air, flew out with a whoosh, and hit the protective shield of the ring, unable to come down.