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East China Sea, a remote place on the outskirts.

In the open field of a long-abandoned factory building surrounded by wild thorns and bushes, there are many vehicles parked, at least half of which are million-dollar luxury cars.

And the basement floor of this factory building is the largest underground black boxing arena in Donghai City.

At this moment, the voice inside shook the sky and the voices of people were boiling.

The layout of this arena resembles a gymnasium, except that the middle arena is not an ordinary ring.

Rather, it is the most popular octagon cage in underground fighting in Europe and the United States.

Sojiro Seda was wearing an island country martial arts uniform, standing inside the octagonal cage with a flat face.

No one can tell from the expression on his face that tonight, from the start of the game to the present.

He had already killed three of Yan Huang's so-called martial arts masters one after another again.

Except that one of them died instantly after being smashed by a direct punch to the Adam's apple.

The other two, all of whom died horribly.

In the fighting arena, there was a strong smell of blood.

"Onboard ......"

A tsunami-like Japanese shout rang out all around.

Those islanders living in the East China Sea are frantically worshipping their heroes, their martial arts geniuses.

Although the islanders in the field only accounted for a minority, with the victories of Sojiro Seda again and again, their voices actually overwhelmed the vast majority of Yanhuang people.

In the VIP seat, Director Zhao's eyes were cold, and there were wisps of anger in his eyes.

The reason for his anger was not just that Sojiro Seta had killed three Yanhuang masters in the ring.

What's more, the slogans shouted by the islanders.

In the island Chinese, "onboard" means long live.

This is the habitual cry of the ** team that invaded Yanhuang when they launched a charge.

At this moment, shouting out in this place is filled with a sense of remembrance and yearning for the militarism of the past.

When Director Zhao heard this voice, how could he not be filled with righteous indignation and hatred in his heart.

At this moment, from the boxer's passage, a man slowly walked out.

He was wearing a black practice uniform, and his eyes were bright and sharp.

The most impressive thing is that his upper body is extremely strong, especially the arms, even if he doesn't deliberately show off his muscles, you can see his blood vessels and tendons bulging and swimming like dragons and snakes under the skin.

The joints of the hands are extremely large, and the skin has a dark red color.

Like lava about to cool down.

The man walked into the octagonal cage, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The look in his eyes was like that of a hungry beast looking at his delicious prey.

As far as the eye can see, it is chilling.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man appear, Director Zhao's pupils condensed slightly, and he whispered to himself: "Red Crazy Tiger-Wang Baichuan!"

Although he had not dealt with the man before, he had seen his introduction in the information files of the Security Service.

Wang Baichuan, a master of horizontal hard skills, enjoys a great reputation in the martial arts community in the southwest region.

With a strong horizontal practice of kung fu and Bajiquan across the rivers and lakes, he is a real master of chemical strength.

In terms of strength, it is definitely not under Sojiro Seda.

What's more, he is a master of actual combat, and when he was young, he was extremely brave and aggressive, and he had rich combat experience.

According to the archives of the Security Bureau, Wang Baichuan had already entered the chemical force eight years ago.

Therefore, in Director Zhao's opinion, he should have enough strength to defeat Sojiro Seda.

If Wang Baichuan wins, then he doesn't have to bother organizing a competition between Lin Yu and Sojiro Seda.

However, the words that Sojiro Seta followed up gave him a little headache.

"I know Your Excellency, the master of the Eight Extremes of the Southwest, the Red Crazy Tiger-Wang Baichuanjun. Sojiro Seta looked at Wang Baichuan and said with interest.

Wang Baichuan sneered, and was about to speak, but Sojiro Seta continued.

"Wang Jun became famous very early, and Sojiro had heard about it when he was still in the country. Sojiro Seda's words were not without ridicule, "However, on this trip to Yanhuang, I have said that I will accept any challenge from a master under the age of thirty, and Wang Jun does not seem to be among them." ”

Wang Baichuan on the other side was dumbfounded by the sharp words of Sojiro Seda.

He entered Huajin eight years ago, and now he is thirty-seven, which is more than a round older than Sojiro Seda.

At this moment, it is extremely embarrassing to be squeezed.

Especially the archipelago in the audience, speaking the island Chinese in his mouth, although he couldn't understand it, but from the sneering and angry tone, he could also hear that it was definitely not a good word.

If he wants to force it, even if he kills Sojiro Seda on the spot.

Unless all the islanders present are allowed to stay, otherwise, their reputation will be completely ruined.

Just as he was in a dilemma, Sojiro Seta spoke again.

"However, Sojiro has heard of Wang Jun's reputation for a long time, and he has long had the heart to ask Wang Jun for advice. Now that Wang Jun is old and frail, even if he is infamous for bullying the elderly, Sojiro will have a discussion with Wang Jun. ”

After speaking, Sojiro Seta hooked his hand at Wang Baichuan and put on a posture of fighting.

Wang Baichuan was first depressed by Sojiro Seda's squeeze with guns and sticks.

Immediately after, he was in the peak-peak state, and he was one step away from breaking through again, but he was actually said by Sojiro Seta to be an old man who was old and frail.

At this time, my heart was already full of anger.

"Huangkou child, the benefit of the tongue, today I will let you know what is called trouble from the mouth!"

With a burst of applause, Wang Baichuan slammed on the ground on his toes, and his joints crackled with a crisp sound.

A pair of arms swelled again, and with a terrifying momentum, it pressed towards Sojiro Seta unceremoniously and violently.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Sojiro Seda.

The right hand is a fist, and the punch is like electricity, blasting out from a tricky angle!

The sonic boom in the air burst out with a punch, and the sound was bursting, as if this punch had the power to push the golden mountain and fall the jade pillar.

Director Zhao in the VIP seat was secretly frightened, and the momentum of Wang Baichuan's blow was so sharp that people couldn't help but have an illusion of being incomprehensible.

If he gets along with each other, he stands in the position of Sojiro Seda, and in the face of this blow, I am afraid that he can only flee from the wind and lose his courage.

is worthy of being a long-famous master of chemical strength, and he will see real kung fu when he shoots.

Just when Director Zhao was secretly sighing, suddenly, inside the octagonal cage, Sojiro Seta did not retreat but advanced.

In the face of the fierce fist, he pointed like a sword and stabbed straight through.

The fingertips stabbed Wang Baichuan's wrist veins, and with his cultivation, if he was stabbed, this hand would be considered useless.

It turned out to be an offensive and defensive idea.

Where did Wang Baichuan allow Sojiro Seta to take such a big advantage.

The move has not yet been used, and he immediately changed his move halfway, and his fist path changed, and the fierce Baji Boxing was changed under his fist path, and he actually changed his move temporarily.

Seda Sojiro's face remained unchanged, and when he saw the move, he also changed his moves, and continued to attack and defend.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already staggered ten moves.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Through the short exchange just now, both sides have determined that they have encountered a rare rival in their lives.

They fight fast with fast and attack against attack.

The strong wind in the octagonal cage swept wildly, like a whirlwind.

The two of them moved so fast that under the light, it was like a phantom of the Dao.

Wang Baichuan's eight pole fists reached the peak, his two fists were extremely powerful, and the momentum was domineering, shaking the mountains and the ground.

And Sojiro Seta is like a sword out of the sheath, sharp, and not reckless, with strange and fierce moves, still winning three points.

As time passed, instead of slowing down, the speed of the two became more and more urgent, faster and faster, and the danger was decided in a fraction of a second.

With a bang, the two fought hard.

Sojiro Seta took two steps back and unloaded his strength one after another.

On the other hand, Wang Baichuan's face turned red, and he held on.

Without waiting to take a breath, his shoulders jerked forward.

The body with a slight backward tendency is also pressed forward.

At the same time, he slammed both fists at the same time towards Sojiro Seda, who was still unloading.

At this moment, Sojiro Seta had not yet stood firm, and his steps were staggering.

Before he could gain a firm foothold and dodge, Wang Baichuan's fists were already imprinted on his shoulders.

At the moment of life and death, everyone in the audience stood up in unison.

Director Zhao looked excited, his fists clenched, and he couldn't wait to let out a long roar.

He could see that now Wang Baichuan had the absolute upper hand, and the next second would be when the martial arts genius of the island country was killed.

However, an unexpected scene appeared.

Wang Bai's fists were surging with incomparably domineering force, wanting to completely smash the opponent's shoulder bones.

But what shocked him was that Sojiro Seda's shoulders suddenly trembled violently at an extremely high frequency in the direction of his fist.

He punched Sojiro Seta in the shoulder twice, as if he had hit the slippery loach.

The blow that laid the foundation for his victory was unloaded by Sojiro Seda!

At the same time, Sojiro Seta sneered, and with one arm like a whip, he slammed into Wang Baichuan's chest firmly.

This seems to be ordinary, but the power contained in it is definitely not light.

Poof!

Wang Baichuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his chest collapsed, and he flew out upside down.

After landing on the ground, he covered his chest, pointed at Sojiro Seda, and roared unwillingly: "How come, I should have broken through to the ...... of transformation"

Before the roar fell, his head hung limply, and he fell to the ground and died.

Director Zhao on the VIP seat looked shocked, and muttered to himself: "It's bad in the middle of the strength, this guy's strength has advanced at this time, and Lin Yu is probably not his opponent." ”

Rise from the ashes.

Sojiro Seta actually found a breakthrough in a desperate situation and killed the long-famous Red Tiger King Baichuan in one fell swoop!

The islanders in the field cheered for the landslide and tsunami again.

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