Chapter 779: The Cruel Devil
"Huaxia Qin Feng has hit the biggest favorite in the global martial arts competition, Holy See Arthur, and successfully advanced to the finals!"
In the hours after the end of the match between Wind and Arthur, the news spread throughout the global martial arts community, the underground world, and high society, causing heated discussions.
"Since his debut, Huaxia Qin Feng has not been defeated, and he is definitely the first martial arts genius of contemporary times!"
Personally, I think that he is not only the number one martial arts genius of modern times, but also the number one martial arts genius of modern times!"
"At present, it is a bit early to say that Huaxia Qin Feng is the number one martial arts genius, and when he wins the championship of the global martial arts competition, he will be qualified to deserve such an honor!"
People express their opinions, some people think that Qin Feng has created one legend after another, most of the battles are cross-level killings, which is completely worthy of the reputation of the first genius in the global martial arts world, and some people think that they have to watch the final finals to make a conclusion. โ
Who will be Huaxia Qin Feng's final opponent in the Global Martial Arts Competition?
At the end of the discussion, people began to wonder about this, and then turned their attention to the Vatican.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the ghost will compete with Moti India at the St. Peter's Arena to determine the remaining final spot!
Although this match is far less popular than the match between Qin Feng and Arthur, it is a semi-final after all, and it has a great attraction to the audience.
At 2:30 p.m., the huge St. Peter's jousting arena was so crowded that it was almost full except for the contestants' area and the VIP area, which was empty. compare
The big screen in the martial arts field showed the wonderful pictures of the ghost and Moti in the previous match. two
The style of human competition is very different, the ghost is all a one-hit kill, leaving no way for the opponent to survive at all, while Moti treats the opponent as a human punching bag every time, attacking frantically until the opponent can't resist and concedes defeat. demon
Ghosts and martial maniacs, this is the audience's impression of them. two
At 50:00, Moti was the first to appear in the arena. it
He was the same before, every time he appeared early, he couldn't wait for the game to start. now
Tianhe, still wearing a golden robe, hanging Buddha beads, looking from afar, quite a bit of the demeanor of a monk.
At three o'clock, the ghost appeared on time, wearing a grimace mask, a black cape, and special operations boots.
"Ghost, I'm curious, why do you keep wearing a mask?"
As the ghost appeared, a black-robed referee appeared, and Moti asked with some curiosity without waiting for the referee to announce the start of the match. he
It's in English, which isn't very standard, but it's enough to be understood.
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
The ghost replied coldly, and the narrow Danfeng eyes stared at Moti coldly through the gaps in the grimace mask. โ
It doesn't matter, but I'd love to see you for really - I'll take your mask off in a joust!" Moti said unfearlessly to meet the ghost's gaze.
"You should pray to the Buddha to bless you and you can get out of the arena alive!"
Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and his words were full of cold killing intent. โ
Both sides are ready to ...... The jousting begins!"
Once, before Moti could speak, the black-robed referee was the first to announce the start of the game. root
There are already a lot of people who have died in the Global Martial Arts Competition, and he doesn't want to see another battle of life and death, and he is still the referee. Sou
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As the black-robed referee's words fell, the ghost and Moti ejected almost at the same time, like two disarmed cannonballs, extremely fast. rumble
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The next moment, a loud bang was heard. quiet
Spirit and Moti collided together, as if an explosion had occurred, stirring up a wave of strong wind.
"He's so strong?"
Ti was shocked and took several steps backwards in a row, and his heart was terrified. he
As soon as he came up, he used the most powerful martial art of Indian Buddhism, ancient yoga, to fight with ghosts, but he fell into disadvantage. call
!imitate
In response to Moti, the ghost did not stop, and instantly appeared in front of Moti, and the iron fist roared again.
Moti didn't fight hard, and directly withdrew!
He fought hard with the ghost just now, fell into the downwind, the qi and blood in his body were unstable, and his internal strength was a little disordered, so he couldn't exert his strongest combat power, so he could only avoid the ghost's edge.
The enemy retreats, and I advance. follow
Later, under the gaze of everyone, Moti, who had always chased the opponent's fierce attack, was chased by the ghost in the martial arts arena like a lost dog, occasionally resisting and fighting back, but every time he was at a disadvantage. โ
Bang!"
"Click-"
A moment later, two voices rang out almost simultaneously.
The ghost punched Moti's palm open, hitting Moti's chest, breaking through Moti's internal defenses and instantly breaking Moti's ribs.
"Poofโ" Mo
Lifting his body to a huge shock, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, which flew out upside down, his chest almost collapsed, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
In less than thirty moves, he was severely injured by the ghost, suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and almost lost his combat strength!
The result made the audience unbelievable!
And yetโ
With a muffled "bang", Moti fell to the ground with a bang, his body convulsed, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again, not to mention continuing to fight, it was difficult to even get up.
"You're so strong that you've been hiding your strength!" Yang
In the light, Moti's face turned pale, and he looked at the ghost with a little horror. open
After fighting, he can be sure that the ghost is not weaker than Arthur's strength, but it is much deeper than Arthur's hidden. this
An extremely formidable opponent!
"It's not that it's hidden, it's that there's no one who can let me use my strongest strength. โ
The ghost said coldly, then stopped looking at Moti, turned and strode away. โ
The game is over, and the Ghost wins!"
The black-robed referee immediately swept in front of Moti, and after learning that Moti could not continue the fight, he immediately announced the result of the match. and
In the past, the referee announced the result of the match differently.
This time, the audience was silent.
Almost all of them looked at the spectre of the referee who strode away without waiting for the referee to announce the result of the match, and their eyes were full of fear. this
A brutal, bloody devil who is powerful at the same time!
"Can Huaxia Qin Feng defeat him?" look
Looking, almost everyone asked themselves in their hearts. not
There are answers. and
At the same time, the Vatican Hotel.
Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, healing his wounds.
Because of the injuries he suffered in the battle with Arthur, injuring his meridians and internal organs, he did not go to watch the match between the ghost and Moti, but took the healing medicine given to him by Wukong, and his luck catalyzed the effect of the medicine to heal his injuries.
Swish!
I don't know how long it took, Qin Feng opened his eyes, his brows furrowed tightly, and his expression was a little solemn.
Because his injuries were not light, even though he took healing medicine to heal his injuries, he was able to heal his injuries.
It's going to have a very serious impact on him โ he won't be able to play at his best with an injury!"
Bang...... Bang ......."
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Feng let go of his brows, got up and went to open the door, and saw Ye Fan appear at the door in a wheelchair.
"The Ghost won, and in less than thirty moves, he defeated the Indian Moti, who was so badly injured that he probably had to be reimbursed for his martial arts. Ye Fan was the first to speak, informing Qin Feng of the results of the match between Ghost Qin Feng and Moti.
Huh?
Feng's brow furrowed again, and an unconcealed consternation welled up on his face. although
However, he guessed that the winner in the end must be the ghost, but he didn't expect that the ghost would use less than thirty moves to severely damage Moti!
"Xiaofeng, is the ghost Wei Yao?"
When Qin Feng came back to his senses from his astonishment, Ye Fan asked again. ...
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