From fist wishes to blade teeth, JOJO

The hard concrete floor could not unload the force, and the huge recoil instantly made Ouma's eyes turn white, his mouth instinctively vomited blood, and his consciousness fell into shock.

"Ten Ghost Snake, are you alright?"

"Can you continue to fight?"

The referee immediately rushed forward to check, but it seemed that Ouma just fell into a severe trance, and retreated back in a coma that had not reached the end of the game.

"Yo yo. Everyone get bored."

Guan Lin grabbed Wang Ma's hair with one hand, leaned his limp body on his calf, and then opened his hands and shouted at the surrounding audience.

It's also part of their wrestler's job to heat up the scene.

"Hoho. Guan Lin Guan Lin!"

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

The audience's emotions were instantly aroused, and there were bursts of wild shouts on the court.

"Ha ha."

Seeing that the field was heated up by himself, Guan Lin burst into a satisfied smile, bent down, put his hands through Wang Ma's armpit and locked them on his chest, and then exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and Wang Ma was pulled up like a carrot.

boom!

Leaning back, Wang Ma landed on the back of his head, and a deep hole was smashed into the cement surface again.

Wrestling skills: Hugging the waist and throwing the back!

"Haha. Do it again!"

Guan Lin did not let go of the king horse, but pulled it up again.

The same movement, the same strength, the same big hole, Ouma slept peacefully.

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin"

The audience outside the venue obviously liked Guan Lin's performance very much, and they cheered enthusiastically.

"Okay, let's do it again!"

The louder the audience's voice, the more excited Guan Lin's expression is, because it means that his performance has been recognized by the audience.

Grabbing Ouma's hair with his left hand and lifting him up, he swung it twice with his right hand, and then struck out violently.

boom!

The fist hit Ouma's face, and his body vacated 720 degrees and then limply lay on the ground.

"Hiss. Good. Cruel."

"But why is it so enjoyable to watch?"

Gina looked terrified, her eyes glowing.

"Fizz."

Himuro looked at the field, and Ouma also felt the back of his neck feel cold due to the huge dent made by the back of his head and cervical spine.

Are they all monsters?

If you hit it like this, are you sure the cervical spine won't break?

terror!

"Kill him!"

"Guan Lin, kill him!"

Seeing that Guan Lin just got serious, Wang Ma was beaten so powerlessly that he couldn't resist, and the unsatisfied audience started booing crazily.

"Haha. Well, the battle should be over, so let me have a dramatic ending!"

Guan Lin put Wang Ma face-up across his shoulders with one hand, then locked his neck with one hand and pressed his thigh with the other. With both hands continuing to exert force, Wang Ma's body was pulled and rattled in an instant, as if the spine would be shaken in the next second. It will be completely broken!

"Tattoo."

Suddenly, the sound of violent heart beating exploded on the field, and Wang Ma's body held by Guan Lin turned blood red instantly, and then violently swayed on Guan Lin's shoulder.

In the next moment, Ouma's eyes opened, and his hands that were drooping helplessly raised up.

Click

Accompanied by two crisp bone cracking sounds, Ouma jumped off Guan Lin's body, whose body was chained.

"Ok?"

Guan Lin raised his hands with his little finger and ring finger twisted into twists, "What did you do?"

"what did I do?"

The flushed Ouma opened his mouth wide, his expression as arrogant as ever, "I just paid for something in advance."

"Hehe. I knew that was the case."

Leng Kong shook his head, Ouma's body was really far behind his experience body.

If you can't beat it, just rely on God, and it doesn't even matter what style the enemy is?

Without a tenth-level mental retardation, it is impossible to do this kind of operation.

It was the same when facing himself, and it was still the same when facing Guan Lin.

Knowing that the opponent is a perverted fighter with physique, but still using God, is it useful?

As far as his physique is concerned, no matter how explosive he is, it is impossible to surpass himself and Guan Lin in strength.

Sure enough, Leng Kong's prediction was correct.

After turning on Relying on God, Wang Ma, whose strength and speed have been greatly improved, still failed to put any pressure on Guan Lin.

And this was the case when Guan Lin didn't defend at all, and directly received his fist with his face.

Merely relying on God is completely useless in front of Guan Lin's monster physique tempered with superhuman will!

Facing Wang Ma, who looked like a wild beast in a state of mind, Guan Lin started a new round of performance with a frantic expression.

With his head raised high and his muscles tensed, he brought his face closer to receive Ouma's attack again.

It doesn't stop there!

While bearing the crazily hammered by Wang Ma, Guan Lin was still using his body to resist the attack, pressing Wang Ma back step by step.

The attacker and the attacked seem to be reversed.

"This momentum is bloody!"

"Ha ha."

Just watching, Leng Kong felt his blood was ignited by Guan Lin.

Ten Ghost Snake King Horse?

He who abandons technology is not worth mentioning!

In the face of Wang Ma, who opened up the gods, Guan Lin also directly used actions to tell him what a real man is!Use your muscles and will to tell him what real crushing is!

"If you can't bear all the attacks, you can't become a real professional wrestler!"

Guan Lin stiffened the whip legs that Wang Ma lashed at his face violently, stretched out his hands and grabbed Wang Ma's head fiercely, and then knocked on the forehead.

hum!

There was a loud collision sound, and Ouma, who was running wild, was directly hit by this blow and fell back more than ten meters.

From Leng Kong's point of view, Wang Ma lost with just one blow.

If Guan Lin didn't use grabbing but patting instead, with his incredible power to smash the concrete floor with a single kick, Wang Ma would be knocked out even if his head exploded.

But it seems that the battle situation did not proceed as Leng Kong expected.

In the continuous toughness, the two passed each other, but it was Guan Lin who fell down.

"Yeah! I knew I knew Ouma-san would win! Haha."

Guan Lin fell to the ground, and Yamashita who was standing outside the court immediately jumped up happily.

"He actually won?"

Seeing the unexpected result, Leng Kong frowned slightly.

At the last moment, Ouma actually picked up the technology again?

Unbelievable, didn't you say that you don't need Erhuliu?

However, this is also Guan Lin's carelessness, and a completely defenseless fighting style, which is easy to be targeted by opponents.

Wang Ma's win was too clever. In terms of pure strength, he is still far behind Guan Lin.

After Guan Lin fell to the ground, there was a deep fingerprint depression in his throat. This was obviously because the trachea was attacked, and his brain had no oxygen supply. Out of self-protection instinct, he automatically became dizzy.

The price Ouma paid was that the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of his right hand were all broken.

This is still enabled by God, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to break Guan Lin's defense!

However, Ouma won, that is to say, Nogi won another vote. Does this mean that the desperate match is about to start?

"Ha ha."

Leng Kong frowned, and let out a wanton laugh, the fierce fighting spirit in his body instantly aroused the tiger's hairs on the side, and his muscles tensed instinctively.

"What a terrifying fighting spirit!"

The fierce tiger glanced at Leng Kong, feeling more apprehensive in his heart.

As the top fighter in Quan Yuan, he has reached the level of being able to perceive the invisible aura that ordinary people can't see, so he can better understand how terrifying the cold air's fighting spirit is.

His fighting spirit climbed crazily towards the sky like a volcanic eruption, as if he wanted to pierce through the shady scene and go straight into the sky.

Hiss, are all newcomers this perverted?

"It's you!"

Leng Kong's loud laughter also attracted the attention of Ouma on the court. He didn't even care that the referee was declaring him the winner. He rushed out of the field with his feet slipping, but finally stopped two meters away from Leng Kong forcibly, and didn't dare to start .

"Hehe. Did you learn well this time?"

Leng Kong smiled, "Although you are not strong enough, but you helped me lift the curtain of the carnival, I still want to thank you."

"What do you mean?"

Ouma didn't care about the bleeding fingers, his eyes were fixed on Leng Kong, and he wished he could pounce on him and have a life-and-death battle with him now.

But he was a little tired from beating Guan Lin just now, and his physical strength was a bit high, so he held back at the last moment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Leng Kong was indeed the strongest enemy he had ever met, and it was impossible for him to defeat him in his current state.

"You'll find out soon."

Leng Kong glanced past Ouma and looked towards the center of the arena.

"Ok?"

Ouma returned following his line of sight, and then his pupils suddenly shrank into a small dot.

Guan Lin stood up again!

At the cost of three fingers, Guan Lin, who accurately hit the fatal position of Adam's apple, stood up again!

And it looked like there was no damage at all except for a little bit of skin on the face and some bruises.

Damn, is this man a monster?

"Not bad, brat!"

"Although I'm performing, if you can defeat me, your strength is pretty good."

Guan Lin easily straightened his twisted fingers, opened and closed his palms twice,

All right!

With this physique, Bingshi Leng felt a burst of envy. If he had this physique, why couldn't he teach Leng Kong?

"Guan Lin is right, Naimu, you have unearthed a good fighter!"

Suddenly an old voice sounded outside the arena, and Katahara Mietou, with white hair and beard, walked slowly into the arena under the protection of Sanha Bird, leaning on a stick.

"Katahara is the chairman?"