A burly man stepped into the ring.

There was a loud cheer around the audience, and the strong man showed a reserved and smug smile on his face, and shook his fist and saluted the people who applauded the audience.

The strong man is swarthy like an iron tower, and he looks more likely to win than a fat figure like Zhu Yilang.

Jin Zun instructed Zhu Yilang: "You go up." ”

Zhu Yilang smiled cruelly: "Can you kill me?"

Jin Zun said: "If you still want to walk out of other people's territory alive, don't be killed." ”

"It's boring. Zhu Yilang shook his head and said with a disdainful expression, "No matter whether you live or die, how to hone your combat skills." ”

Zhu Yilang shook his head and walked towards the ring, and his arrogant appearance immediately attracted boos from everyone. Zhu Yilang didn't care, and walked into the ring in his own way.

"Under ......"

Zhu Yilang interrupted him and said, "I'll sign up again if I win." ”

The strong man was stunned and said, "It's really arrogant." ”

"What is it, I see that you smell of weakness all over your body. ”

The strong man's face sank, and a sneer appeared from the corner of his mouth. Immediately, the strong man was like an enraged bull, his whole body muscles suddenly rose, and he kicked the ground of the ring violently under his feet, and crashed towards Zhu Yilang.

"Bang!" the dull sound of the foot stepping on the ring silenced the noisy sound of the audience.

Zhang Qingyang in the audience looked at the ring intently, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to see what level the opponent's martial arts hall was fighting at.

"Bang!" The two collided in an instant, and an invisible wave of qi spread out in all directions.

It looks evenly matched, and the strength of the two sides seems to be about the same.

Zhu Yilang stood steadily, not being shaken by the other party, and was actually superior to the other party in terms of strength.

At the moment when the two sides collided, Zhu Yilang suddenly grabbed the other party with both hands, making it difficult for the other party to dodge. A grim smile appeared in Zhu Yilang's eyes, and his opponent's instincts felt wrong, and then an unbearable pain came from his lower body.

"Bang!" the sound of an egg shattering came to the strong man's ears.

The unbearable pain made the strong man bend over.

Then there was another knee blow, throwing the strong man's body upward.

"Bang!" Zhu Yilang grabbed the other party's body, crossed his head, and fell heavily to the ground.

The strong man's eyes were bloodshot, and the beads of sweat the size of beans wet his whole body in a few seconds, and his whole body was curled up on the ground, unable to say a word.

There was an instant silence around the ring, a deathly silence.

After four sounds, the master of his martial arts hall was easily solved by the other party, and everyone didn't want to believe it.

Then a huge wave broke out in the audience, shouting, scolding, and the red-eyed crowd cursed Zhu Yilang in the ring loudly.

If it weren't for someone around Zhang Qingyang and the others to maintain order, the crowd that had lost their minds would have rushed up.

Zhang Qingyang's expression was serious, and his young face was full of nervousness.

Jin Zun glanced at him and said, "Words are very powerful, but sometimes they are very weak. Now, for example, if these voices don't exist, what can it do to you. ”

Zhang Qingyang took a deep breath and said, "I know." ”

Zhang Qingyang's face gradually improved, his mood tended to calm down, and he only focused on the ring.

The huge anger that suddenly erupted from the crowd just now, Zhang Qingyang, who was observing through the bridge of hearts, suddenly suffered enough. A red flame of anger slammed into the Bridge of Minds, and in an instant, the outer parts of the Inner Universe were dyed red, as if to melt it.

This fiery red is still eroding the bridge of the mind in the inner universe. This made Zhang Qingyang a little flustered.

After being reprimanded by Jin Zun, Zhang Qingyang also tried to calm down and observed the changes in the bridge of the mind in the inner universe.

The fiery red seemed to erode with great effort, and with each short distance it progressed, the outermost layer gradually solidified, turning into a gray unidentified substance, and then vanished like flying ash.

There was a fiery red, but in fact there was some mottled anger, and as we advanced a little bit on the bridge of the mind, the mottled color gradually faded, as if it had been purified, leaving only the red like a burning cloud.

When the fiery red squirmed into the inner universe, the consumption increased instantly, shrinking every moment, until only a piece the size of the little finger remained, and it exploded with a "bang", turning into countless sparks and vanishing into smoke.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, the feeling of burning just now gradually subsided, and his head immediately became much clearer.

In the ring, Zhu Ichiro's other opponent walked up.

On the other side of the ring, the faces of the three of Cang Kui were ugly.

Yang Xiucai took the opportunity to mock: "Jin Zun is too arrogant, and he dares to make such a ruthless move on our territory." Since they are ruthless, we don't have to show them mercy. Although the fat pig in the ring shot fiercely, Coach Hu's people were too useless, there was no decent resistance at all, and it was completely one-sided and ravaged. ”

Hu Zongjia's eyes widened, and he was about to quarrel.

Cang Kui said in a deep voice: "What is the noise, you have the ability to knock over the opponent in the ring." They are ruthless, and we don't have to show mercy, we will directly kill them, and on our territory, we are not afraid that the people in the martial arts hall who often win will turn the sky upside down. Coach Hu, send your most powerful person. ”

Hu Zongjia's apprentice was knocked over by his opponent as soon as he went up, and his face was also ugly, and he didn't dare to shout at Cang Kui at this time, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Cang, that dead fat pig is stronger, look at his rough movements." This time, I sent a nimble guy up to make sure he was killed. ”

The man who walked towards the ring had long limbs and a thin body, and his lean body could be seen in his exposed arms. The eyeballs kept rolling in their sockets, and at first glance they were cunning and clever opponents.

The visitor suddenly picked up speed, and jumped up directly in the last few steps, flying over the ring rope, his body fluttering as light as a leaf.

While passing over the rope, suddenly the toe is a little on the rope. The rope suddenly sank and was pressed out of an exaggerated arc, and with a "boom", someone ejected out, like a predatory cheetah that suddenly pounced, hitting Zhu Yilang.

One slow, one piece, one light, one heavy, the action was clean and neat, which immediately caused a round of applause.

The three of Cang Kui also nodded slightly, the hand of their own martial arts apprentice was indeed beautiful.

One is slow and the other is fast, which can easily cause misjudgment by the opponent. And he fought in the ring, did not give the other party time to prepare, and caught the other party off guard.

The opponent borrowed the power of the rope, and the speed was extremely fast, and he was ready to pounce.

Zhang Qingyang was secretly worried about Zhu Yilang, judging from his competition with Li Congjun in the martial arts hall, speed and agility were his disadvantages, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to avoid the opponent's pounce, and the opponent's fists were shining with a cold metallic luster, obviously wearing a weapon like a finger tiger. If Zhu Yilang is hit by the vital point, I am afraid that he will fall to the ground on the spot.

In the face of the opponent's sudden attack, Zhu Yilang showed a shocked look, clumsily turned sideways to dodge, and raised his hands in a panic to try to block.

There was a frenzied look of pride in his opponent's eyes.

When the finger tiger was about to hit Zhu Yilang's cheeks in the next moment, a sarcastic sneer suddenly appeared on Zhu Yilang's face, and his fat body flashed sideways quickly like a flying swallow, allowing him to pass the opponent's attack. Zhu Yilang's raised hands slammed heavily on his opponent's back.

The opponent looked incredulous and tried desperately to dodge, but it was too late. Spurting blood and slamming into the ring.

People near the ring could even hear the horror of his bones breaking.

"The ability to sneak attack, I am your ancestor. Zhu Yilang laughed and looked at the opponent lying at his feet.