When he saw the emaciated young man for the first time, Xiao Shanhe frowned slightly, because he sensed a cold dead qi from the other party's breath, and this breath was exactly the same as the cold qi left in Kong Wu's body.

So he was sure that the emaciated young man in front of him was the one who seriously injured Kong Wu.

"Isn't there anyone who practices such a yin and destructive exercise, aren't you afraid of retribution!" Xiao Shanhe was a little puzzled.

The so-called dead qi must only be found in the dead, and it is a person who has just died, if the death time exceeds half an hour, then the dead qi will all dissipate.

A person who cultivates this kind of Yin Damage Exercise needs death qi when cultivating, but it is impossible for him to encounter someone who dies so coincidentally every time he cultivates, and this person has a lot of dead qi in his body, and he doesn't know how many dead people he has to take to cultivate, so it is certain that this person should have killed many people when he was cultivating.

Xiao Shanhe estimated that this person hid the death qi in Kong Wu's body, and also planned to let the death qi continue to erode Kong Wu's body in order to strengthen the death qi, and when Kong Wu died, he could take away all the death qi.

If this person's mind is really so vicious, then the other Sanda players who were injured by him are estimated to have death in their bodies, and then they will die one after another because of the withering of vitality in their bodies, and at that time, this person will have a big harvest.

It's no wonder that after winning the ring, this person was willing to give the fight center a day, it turned out that he wanted the fight center to find more people to give him a dead breath.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Shanhe's eyes, and he had secretly sentenced this person to death.

Whether it was to help Kong Wu avenge him or not, Xiao Shanhe would not let this person go, because the other party's cultivation was too bad, and if he was not abolished today, more people would definitely suffer in the future.

"What about your boss, didn't you say you want to continue the challenge?" a short, stocky, bald middle-aged man shouted, "Our time is precious, hurry up and let your boss come over, don't waste our time." ”

"Our boss has already arrived at the intersection in front, wait a few minutes!" Lei Lei replied with a look at his mobile phone.

The bald middle-aged man looked around the fight center and said with a sneer: "You are all about to close down, do you still want to die and struggle? ”

Lei Lei didn't speak, and glanced at Xiao Shanhe, who was sitting on the edge of the ring.

He knew that Xiao Shanhe was a master, but he really couldn't see how tall it was.

"What? He's the one you brought in? You're not kidding, are you, just this little kid trying to challenge our master? I'll slap him to death. The bald middle-aged man scoffed.

Lei Lei said sarcastically: "Really? Then you go over and try it." ”

Although I didn't see with my own eyes how the sandbag was kicked and exploded, judging from the results, the power of Xiao Shanhe's kick was enough to break people's waists, and with the physique of this dead fat man, if he was kicked by Xiao Shanhe, it was estimated that it would explode like a sandbag.

The bald middle-aged man wanted to walk over and slap Xiao Shanhe, but when he took two steps forward and saw the sarcasm on Lei Lei's face, he couldn't help but stop and coaxed.

He can shout in the fight center, not because of how much ability, but because there are emaciated young people, he can show off his might, if he changes places and meets the sanda players here, he will probably look like a quail.

What if that middle school student didn't have the slightest skill and would play with his own life? Challenge a character who can defeat more than a dozen sanda masters in a row?

Unless someone has something wrong with his brain, he will do such a brainless thing.

Obviously, Xiao Shanhe is not like a brainless person, so there is only one possibility for him to dare to challenge, which shows that he has the strength to challenge the emaciated youth.

If the bald middle-aged man dared to go up and fan Xiao Shanhe, it is estimated that before the person fanned it, his hand would have been broken.

"Bang Dang~"

The boss of the fight center hurriedly pushed the door and walked in with two people.

"What about people?" Wei Qiang, the owner of the fight center, was a capable middle-aged man, with a sturdy physique, and the muscles on his arms protruded, and he asked Lei Lei as soon as he entered the door.

When he received a call from Song Zongqiang, he learned that there were masters who were willing to come forward to challenge those people yesterday for the fighting center, and he immediately rushed back from more than 100 kilometers away.

This fight center has poured all his heart and soul into it, and if there is a chance to recover it, even if it costs all his savings, he will not hesitate to agree.

Lei Lei hurriedly greeted him, pointed to Xiao Shanhe and said, "It's him." ”

Wei Qiang glanced at Xiao Shanhe, and his face suddenly fell, what ability can a middle school student under the age of twenty have, let alone compete with that emaciated young man who shot ruthlessly, it is to compete with the sanda players in the fight center, it is estimated that he will have to lie down in three moves.

He rushed back non-stop with hope, just wanted to gamble again, lost his net worth if he lost, and won to bring the fight center back, who knew that when he came back, he found that the expected master turned out to be a little kid, and he was immediately disappointed.

At this moment, one can imagine how complicated Wei Qiang's mood is.

"Boss, don't look at his young age, but his strength is not weak!" Lei Lei saw Wei Qiang's face become ugly, and quickly explained, "Except that when I was competing with him at the beginning, he pushed three meters away with one palm, and then he used a sandbag to practice his legs, and he kicked the sandbag with one kick." ”

"What?, you kicked the sandbag?" Wei Qiang looked surprised.

He himself is also a sanda practitioner, he knows all kinds of equipment very well, and he bought all the items in the fight center himself, and he knows the sturdiness of the sandbag he uses.

How terrifying the power of a kick to explode a sandbag.

Wei Qiang glanced at Xiao Shanhe again, although he still didn't see how powerful Xiao Shanhe was, his gaze was no longer the same as before, from gloomy to full of hope, especially when he saw the messy scene formed by the sandbag explosion, his eyes suddenly burst into a strange brilliance.

"Little brother, can you beat him?" Wei Qiang walked to Xiao Shanhe and squatted down, turned his head to glance at the emaciated young man, and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Shanhe fiddled with a boxing glove and said lightly: "If you can't beat it, you have to fight it to know if it's not." ”

Wei Qiang nodded, stood up and walked up to the bald man and said, "Fat Wang, I will take this fighting center as a bet and have another match with you in the ring, if you lose the fighting center, it will be yours, if you win, I will reopen it." ”

The bald man walked up to the emaciated young man, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, and the young man nodded after listening, which was regarded as agreeing to Wei Qiang's conditions.

"Okay, we agreed to this condition, let's start in the ring now!" said the bald man to Wei Qiang.

"Little brother, please. Wei Qiang personally opened the guardrail of the ring for Xiao Shanhe.

Xiao Shanhe nodded and stepped into the ring.

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