Playing the role of Yujiro Fanma, practicing martial arts to kill gods

While Emperor Chen was standing in place and waiting quietly, at the entrance of the ring opposite Emperor Chen, a male fighter with a dark complexion, a thin figure, and his hands and feet were covered with bandages.

The moment this player appeared, those who stood on the viewing platform and watched the battle were stunned.

There is no other reason, because this player is not a simple character.

The fighter's name is Tai Long, a second-order martial artist of the Quenching Realm, who is good at using Muay Thai, and when fighting, he is good at using his elbows and knees to deliver rapid blows to his opponents.

Muay Thai's domineering and fierce play in his hands is pure and hot, and the lethality is bursting.

So far, almost none of the fighters who have encountered Tai Long have fallen to a good end, falling to the ground with light injuries, and even dying on the spot.

And the fighters here have signed life and death certificates almost before the competition, and even if they die, they will not receive much compensation.

More importantly, Tyrone is still one of the few who has completed a hundred consecutive victories in this underground fighting arena.

Therefore, after Tai Long appeared, the entire underground fighting arena suddenly heard more fierce cheers.

Between Emperor Chen, who is a rookie king, and Tailong, a veteran boxer, there will inevitably be a fierce spark!

Because of this, these spectators have become more and more excited about the upcoming game.

But with the appearance of Tyrone, not everyone was shouting excitedly, and some people began to emit chagrin and curse loudly.

"Grass, how the is this fun? A second-order warrior fights with a first-order warrior? Hit the head? Doesn't this mean that he doesn't want Emperor Chen to win? "

Damn, I staked all my family on Emperor Chen, it's over, I'm going bankrupt."

"Done, the candidate for this competition, I don't believe that he is not operating in the dark, isn't this purely intentional?"

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However, compared to the complaints and swearing of a few people, most of the audience does not care about this.

Because they are here to see the warriors fighting fiercely in the fighting arena, it doesn't matter to them who the role of the fight is and who will win in the end.

As long as their combat process gives them sensory stimulation, it is enough.

Anyway, even if Emperor Chen, the rookie king, is defeated, the next rookie king will soon appear in this underground boxing ring.

It doesn't matter if Tai Long loses, anyway, he is not the only martial artist who can fight Muay Thai.

These people who come to watch the underground fighting black boxing competition have long been accustomed to all this.

They may complain about the black heart of the stadium owner, but no one will act on it.

In the fighting arena, with the entrance closed, the battle between the two began completely.

The rules of underground fighting rings are very simple, as long as one of the two participants in the fight admits defeat or is killed, the match is over.

Unlimited rules, unlimited means, except for the inability to use weapons, all means of attack can be used freely!

Emperor Chen looked at Tailong in front of him, his expression unchanged.

And Tai Long, who was opposite Emperor Chen, slowly stretched out his palm after seeing Emperor Chen's calm expression, wiped it towards his neck, and made a gesture of wiping his neck at Emperor Chen.

Seeing this, Emperor Chen couldn't help but show a hideous smile.

Love pretending?

As the distance between the two continued to shorten, Tyrone gradually took on a Muay Thai offensive stance. The head is slightly bent, and the arms are raised, at the same height as the head.

Emperor Chen, on the other hand, had his hands in his pockets, his expression calm, and his posture of contempt.

Emperor Chen's performance made Tailong extremely unhappy.

Just when the distance between the two was less than one meter, Emperor Chen suddenly burst out, took out his right hand from his pocket, and punched Tai Long's temple.

Looking at Emperor Chen, who was attacking in front of him, Tailong's pupils contracted.

Fast! What a speed!

The attack speed of Emperor Chen's punch was far beyond Tai Long's imagination.

But fortunately, Tai Long's hands were always wrapped around the sides of his head, and even if Emperor Chen's fists hit him, he would be blocked by his arms.

Just as Tai Long was rejoicing, Emperor Chen's fist had already hit Tai Long's arm.

Suddenly, a brutal and huge force suddenly came from his arm.

It hurts, it hurts!

At the moment when he was hit by Emperor Chen, Tai Long even had an illusion that at this moment, he was not fighting in the ring, but standing in the middle of the road and accidentally hit by a car.

In the face of Emperor Chen's punch, Tailong blocked it, but it was not completely blocked.

Because although Emperor Chen's fist did not hit his temple, it knocked his whole person out for several meters.

After the process of traversing, Tailong's naked soles cut a deep ravine above the sand, and the sand flew everywhere.

If it weren't for his good balance, Emperor Chen's punch could even directly knock him to the ground.

It hurts, it hurts very much, the whole body hurts, the whole body is the same as falling apart, very uncomfortable.

Especially the arm that caught Emperor Chen's fist head-on, it hurt as if it was cracked, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in pain.

According to his own fighting experience, Tai Long judged that nine out of ten times his arm bone was cracked.

After receiving this punch from Emperor Chen, Tailong's heart suddenly rushed.

This is fucking the strength that a first-order martial artist can fight? Is this kid the reincarnation of Nima's fierce beast or is he born with divine power?

Just after this punch, Tyrone retreated.

This guy is a bit of an evil guy.

After seeing the first confrontation between the two sides, those sitting in the audience immediately boiled.

Emperor Chen's such a fierce and domineering punch directly ignited their passion.

Especially those who had bet on Emperor Chen were even more cheerful.

Boss Wang, who was sitting in the VIP viewing seat, frowned slightly after seeing this scene in the fighting arena.

For some reason, a little bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

In the fighting arena, Emperor Chen looked at Tai Long, who was retreating in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Too weak, too weak, how can you be so weak? The weak ones are like a.

"I just punched, don't you start to can't stand it?" Is it so delicate?

"Ahahaha, your purity is really too low!!"

Speaking of this, Emperor Chen's face once again showed his signature hideous muscular smile.

Emperor Chen's words were not very hurtful, but extremely insulting.

Three taunting Xiao Lian moves ignited Tailong's anger on the spot.

People who practice martial arts are the most unable to hear this kind of ridicule.

Those who practice martial arts want to move forward and have good ideas.

If Tai Long really fled away today as Emperor Chen said, then Tai Long's martial arts path may leave a lingering shadow in this life.

Looking at the imposing Emperor Chen in front of him, even though Tai Long was a little afraid in his heart, he still plucked up his courage and took a pose for Emperor Chen hard.

If he admits defeat without even starting to fight, what qualifications does he have to be called a warrior?