Seeing Badao holding the microphone, the host's stout body shrank back again.

I'm really scared!

"Tonight, the King of Fighters world belongs to me, hahaha......"

The sword looked around at the crowd like an emperor accepting the worship of his subjects.

The sword shouted, and the people below began to go crazy again. This is completely ignoring the opponent, no matter who you are, it will be for me to die!

Qin Feng looked at the arrogant and boundless overlord sword, and began to muttered in his heart.

"Is this guy so powerful?"

At this moment, a message came from Sloppy.

"Young master, don't mess with this person!"

Why can't you mess with it, is it that powerful?

Qin Feng is not familiar with the underground boxing arena in Xuancheng, and he doesn't know who is more powerful, but looking at the two people in front of him, they are barely a character at most.

"What's the point, he's strong?"

Qin Feng replied with a sloppy message.

"Young master, he's not strong, he's a pervert, this year, no more than ten people can survive under his hands!"

I'm going, so violent?

Qin Feng was also frightened by the data given by Ma Sloppy, there are still such powerful characters in this underground boxing arena?

But when he turned his head, Qin Feng was even more interested in this man who grew up savagely.

How strong is it, how do you know if you don't try?

Qin Feng is a very competitive person, and he is never afraid of challenges, this is the concept that Mo San instilled in him, only by not being afraid of things can he overcome!

"You know, loneliness is the scariest thing!"

The sound of tyrant and abuse sounded again, and the opponent who was about to play couldn't get into his eyes at all.

How domineering, is this the loneliness of the strong?

Qin Feng quietly observed the stage, what would be the result?

Knock, knock, knock......

A war drum sounded, the appearance appeared, and the opponent of the sword came out!

"Wow, brute bull, does the King of Fighters World mean that there is an annual event today?"

The brute bull in the audience's mouth is the opponent of the game of Badao.

After each accent beat, the passage that extends out of the stage shakes, and as the frequency increases, a burly and terrifying figure comes out.

This is the tallest person Qin Feng has ever seen. No, he can't say it's a person, it's a cow or an elephant!

He is really too tall, at least two meters tall by eye, and his legs are as thick as elephant legs.

The flesh on the arms and neck is circled, as if there are multiple swimming rings.

The flesh on his face was piled up in a terrifying way, and his long hair was draped haphazardly on his back.

What a tall body!

Qin Feng was also a little surprised by this person's appearance, how could there be such a tall person in the world, it was simply against natural science!

"Hahaha, brute, you're just a little cow, hahaha!"

After hearing the music and the people who came out, Ba Dao didn't have any fear at all, but let out a violent laugh, ignoring his opponent!

"The brute bull appeared, leveling the King of Fighters!"

The brute bull didn't bother with the taunts of the sword, but first walked slowly to the stage, raised his arms, shouted his slogan, and walked around like a winner.

The horizontal flesh on the face of the overlord in the middle of the field twitched, and he raised the microphone.

"Brute, have you forgotten the way you were beaten last time?

The bull turned slowly.

"Hehe, people who live in the past are pathetic......"

And then another king's contempt.

Rumble!

Badao stomped his right foot, and the whole stage trembled.

Obviously, Ba Dao was so scorned by this former subordinate that he couldn't bear it!

The referee who was just about to go on stage was suddenly shaken off the stage, and got up in a panic to pay attention to the stage.

Forget it, let's go up again after they have finished arguing, so as not to be crushed to death......

"Boy, where did you get the confidence to dare to say this in front of my domineering!"

"Strength!"

The bull seems to have made full preparations, and has always been contemptuous of the tyrant in the face of the tyrant, the momentum of the two is completely different, but they restrain each other to death.

This brute bull doesn't seem to be bragging about himself, looking at his calm appearance, he seems to be completely sure, otherwise, as a former subordinate, even if he improves himself, he can't be so confident!

Qin Feng has been observing the two people in the audience, from the subtle movements to the dialogue between the two, he did not let go of any of them.

"Okay, then let's punch you, the provincial Lao Tzu will see your face in the future!"

"What's the matter, let's get started! Referee, ring the bell!"

The bull yelled at the referee below, so frightened that the referee quickly rang the bell and stood in the corner timidly watching the game.

"Remember, all I need is one punch!"

"Coincidentally, I only have one punch!"

In the-for-tat duel, the two are absolutely strong in both body and strength!

Ba Dao dropped the microphone in his hand and moved his body back five steps. The right fist sank and slowly clenched together.

Qin Feng was shocked as he looked at the green tendons that slowly bulged behind the fist of the sword and a layer of light mist that appeared on the fist!

Internal strength!

This is something that only a true cultivator can have, and now it is almost extinct, and he actually let himself be encountered in this underground boxing arena.

Definitely a master!

Generally, people with internal strength, regardless of their level, are already considered masters, after all, there are not many born owners of internal strength now.

And Woniu Mountain saw Nanhai Yixiong only a little, but now the overlord in front of him is pregnant with a trace of internal qi in his fist, which is rare to see, Qin Feng thinks that he is good, but now he can't conceive internal qi under the condition that he is so free!

Looking at the brute bull on the opposite side, his face was calm, and he also raised his right fist, ready to strike a death blow!

The thousands of people who were originally driven by the appearance of the two masters began to be dumbfounded at this moment.

The music stopped, and I held my breath, just waiting for the consequences of a punch from the two of them. Even many fans have forgotten to bet on the two masters because of the fact that they are on the stage at the same time.

Phew, whoa, whoa!

Only the breathing of the two strong men on the stage could be heard clearly.

"Come on!"

The sword made the first move, and the retreating footsteps pedaled, and every step drove the stage to tremble.

The tyrant sword moved, and the brute bull also moved, almost at the same time.

What made Qin Feng stunned this time was that the brute bull seemed to be huge and slow, but this movement was light and flexible!

What an amazing body control!

The two didn't plan to dodge, they just wanted to win or lose with one punch.

In the blink of an eye, fists collided.

At this moment, the entire venue was still, and everyone was open to witness the birth of this king with their own eyes!

Puff puff!

The sound of tearing muscles stimulates the hearing of every viewer.

The eyes still didn't see what was happening, only to see a sudden burst of blood mist from the stage.

What's wrong?

Everyone's bodies were agitated, and they all stood up.

Drink, drink, drink......

Manniu's right fist had already shattered, and there was a choked sound in his throat, and then he collapsed on the stage with a bang.

Burst!

The blood in his mouth spurted out without choking, but the person didn't seem to have much of a problem, but his face was a little pale!

Ba Dao, Ba Dao!

After a moment of silence, the scene once again shouted a slogan that resounded through the sky.

"Ma De, what did I do just now, why didn't I buy a sword! Otherwise, I will get rich tonight!"

The crowd woke up and began to complain again.

In this game, Badao defended the myth of his undefeated with strong strength, and walked back to the passage under the guidance of the staff like a god!

Good guy, what a strong fist!

When Qin Feng saw that the punch of the overlord knife touched the brute bull, the place where the bone joints collided was like a steel spear piercing into a sand sculpture castle, and it was shattered in an instant.

The faint layer of qi covering the fist also disappeared.

This is a very tough opponent! Qin Feng had a different recognition of the overlord sword in his heart!