In thought, he looked towards and around the platform. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether it was the bloody and reckless man who was fighting on the platform, or the people watching the battle around, his cultivation and strength were far from being beyond the strong man above the platform barrier.

"That's it!" Wu Hao must be in his heart.

After confirming his thoughts, Wu Hao also walked around the platform and began to understand the situation in front of him.

Soon, Wu Hao heard what he wanted to know from the mouth of the person next to him.

The Blood Fist Champion tournament is being held here every three months, and whoever wins will be awarded the title of Blood Fist Champion.

At present, the battle on the platform is the "Iron Fist Blood King" who is the third in the same level as Tanxi.

The Iron Fist Blood King has won the title of Tanxi Blood King ten times in a row, and he is expected to win the title again this time.

As for the super strong man above the platform barrier, it is the eldest brother of the Iron Fist, who is in the west of the altar, the first in the same level, and his nickname is Fu Die.

When fighting, people live up to their names.

On the platform, in the same level, the opponents were all killed by him with one punch, so it was named Fuji Punch Death.

"He hasn't made a move for ten years, because only every Blood Boxing King is qualified to challenge him, and there is only one Blood Boxing King in the past ten years, and that is the Iron Fist Blood King, his third brother."

Wu Hao listened to the narration of the person next to him and thought thoughtfully.

Obviously, the guy was guarding the barrier above the platform right now, and wanted to search for his soul, only when there was no one around.

"I can only ask him out and do it." Wu Hao said secretly.

After thinking about it, the opponent of the Iron Fist Blood King on the platform was finally killed by him with one punch.

The people watching the battle around were suddenly silent, and no one dared to go up to challenge.

"Hahahaha!! It's so boring! Who else is up for the challenge? This king still has important matters, and if no one challenges him, this competition will be over. The Iron Fist Blood King's voice rumbled all around, deafening, and his tone was even more disdainful of the people around him.

The people around him lowered their heads, and no one dared to raise their heads to look at him, even if they were defined, they did not dare to raise their heads.

"Hehe, a bunch of underdogs." The Iron Fist Blood King said disdainfully.

Wu Hao saw that no one challenged, and thought to himself, after defeating the Iron Fist Blood King, no one would dare to challenge him, and then he could directly challenge the one above...... Oh, no two punches to death.

After carefully feeling the breath on his body first, and finding that there was no flaw, Wu Hao slowly walked forward, and under the stunned gaze of the people around him, he jumped lightly and landed on the platform.

Wu Hao's way of getting on the platform was very simple, and he was not very brilliant, so naturally he did not leave a strong impression on the onlookers.

On the contrary, others think that Wu Hao is crazy and does not do anything to become famous.

The people who were still looking down before didn't know where they got the courage, and they all looked up at Wu Hao, and their eyes were full of sympathy.

Of course, it is not sympathy for Wu Hao's dying, but sympathy for how there can be such a stupid person now.

The strength of the Iron Fist Blood King is well known to everyone, and in the same level, I am afraid that only the eldest brother and second brother of the Iron Fist Blood King can barely defeat it.

Although Wu Hao was shrouded in a thick gray energy, the aura on his body was unfamiliar, and everyone had no impression in their minds, they imagined that this was another weak person who didn't know the height of the sky, a weak person who didn't have any reputation at all.

"I don't understand, is this person alive enough?"

"He's crazy, he'd rather die than leave his reputation?"

"I'm afraid it's not famous, it's stinky, and it will be laughed at! Bite off more than one can chew. ”

“……”

The Iron Fist Blood King stood opposite Wu Hao, frowning unhappily, and glancing at Wu Hao contemptuously.

Because Wu Hao restrained his breath, it just gave people a very weak feeling.

"This king is in a good mood today, I can give you a chance, get out." The Iron Fist Blood King hummed open, the muscles on his body trembled, and the gray energy around his body tumbled.

In the air above the platform barrier, Fuji Punch didn't even lower his head, and he didn't look at Wu Hao.

For him, there are not many people who are idle and looking for death, and there is no shortage of this one.

"Come down!"

"That's right! Don't be ashamed of it! ”

"You're going to die!"

“……”

The onlookers immediately shouted, of course, there was a mocking laugh in their voices, if Wu Hao came down at this time, he would inevitably become the laughing stock of everyone.

They are forcing Wu Hao in another way, so that Wu Hao can't pull his face begging for mercy and fleeing for his life.

Wu Hao naturally heard the voice-over in everyone's words, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of the onlookers, of course, the Iron Fist Blood King standing not far in front of him, Wu Hao really didn't pay much attention to it.

Hearing the other party's words, Wu Hao looked unhappy, get out? Nature is impossible. He wants to make the other party pay the price for this rolling word.

Seeing that Wu Hao didn't go down at all, the Iron Fist Blood King spread his hands disdainfully and clenched his fists, "Okay, since that's the case, you will die here, don't worry, this king is in a good mood today, leave you a whole corpse." ”

"Long-winded." Wu Hao said lightly.

"You!" The Iron Fist Blood King's face froze, and he suddenly became angry, he roared angrily, and the gray energy around him surged and rolled, and his body burst out.

Boom Boom Boom !!

The sound of the air popping spread all around, and the faces of the onlookers changed one after another, and their expressions were very solemn.

"The Iron Fist Blood King is angry!"

"It's over, that guy will definitely not be able to hold up a single move, and he will definitely die!"

"Not only will you die, but you will die a miserable death!"

Wu Hao stood in place, quietly watching the Iron Fist Blood King rush up, his breath was calm, as if he had given up protection.

Seeing Wu Hao's disdainful appearance, the Iron Fist Blood King was even more furious, and in an instant, he came to Wu Hao's side, and his right fist rumbled towards Wu Hao's head!

The power of a punch is very amazing, if it hits, Wu Hao's head will inevitably explode into pieces!

The Iron Fist Blood King had already let go of his previous promise to leave the other party's entire corpse and wanted to blast Wu Hao's head off.

"Die!!" The space around the Iron Fist Blood King's fist shattered, emitting a black void that shook the earth.

The onlookers widened their eyes, their eyes were full of timidity, but there was excitement, and they waited to see the moment when Wu Hao was shot in the head.

In the air above the platform barrier, Fuji Fist Death frowned slightly, "The emotions are still so difficult to control, killing him is, why waste so much effort." ”

Boom Boom!!

The fist exploded into the void and came to Wu Hao in an instant.

At this time, Wu Hao moved, he clenched his fist with his right hand, and slightly gathered his strength towards the back, the nine and a half golden light lines on his hidden forehead flashed, and the majestic power of his flesh was concentrated on his right fist.

Like lightning, Wu Hao smashed his fist into the fist of the Iron Fist Blood King.

Bang!!!

The Iron Fist Blood King's body that had been rushing forward at great speed before suddenly paused, and then, at a faster speed than when he came, he threw it backwards, like a kite with a broken string, and when he was in mid-air, the Iron Fist Blood King's face turned white, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and his right hand had all shattered into powder.

With a plop, the body of the Iron Fist Blood King was mounted on the barrier of the platform behind him, and he passed out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.