"Come on!"

In the corridor outside the players' lounge at Tokyo Dome Stadium, Tsukiko Poison Island cheered for the dynastic who was about to play.

"Is that all?" Wang Chao was unmoved, and looked at Poison Island Tsuneko with a smile and asked rhetorically.

"So what?" Poison Island raised his toes and kissed Wang Chao's lips like a bird's peck.

"Not enough." Wang Chao shook his head, still dissatisfied.

"And what do you want?" Poison Island was not annoyed, and asked with a smile.

"I want it to be ......"

After speaking, Wang Chao suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the waist of Poison Island Tsuneko, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, his tongue turned flexibly like a stick, and penetrated into the warm and moist mouth.

"Woo ......"

The lips and tongue were entangled, and it took a few minutes before they seemed to be reluctant to part.

The silver filament is lightly stretched, showing a hint of pink.

"Satisfied?" Poison Island Tsuiko looked at the dynasty charmingly and said softly.

"Satisfied." Wang Chao laughed.

"Why don't you go soon?"

"There's no hurry." After a pause, Wang Chao looked a little obscene and smiled, "I want to know, if I win the game and get the championship of the qualifiers, do you have any special rewards?" ”

"What if there is, and what if there isn't?" Tsuneko Poison Island did not answer immediately, but asked rhetorically with interest.

"Of course, if you have it, it's full of motivation." Wang Dynasty laughed.

"What about that?"

"Then you will lose your strength, and you will be beaten into a pig's head by your opponent." Dynasty scoundrels.

"Can you accept that?" Poison Island asked unhurriedly, with a look of 'I've already seen everything' on her face.

"Uh...... Well, I can't take it. Wang Chao was stunned and sighed embarrassedly.

"Hey, there's no reward for that?"

"Well, it's not without rewards, but not now." Poison Island Tsuneko looked at the strange dynasty funny, shook his head slightly, and said softly.

"When was that?" Wang Chao's eyes lit up and he asked.

"When you won the championship."

"Champion of the Iron Fist Tournament?" Wang Chao raised an eyebrow and confirmed.

If it weren't for this one champion, there would be no need for Tsunako to take it out and emphasize it separately.

"Yes." Tsuneko Poison Island nodded, affirming his words.

"Can I know what the reward is?" Wang Chao asked with great interest.

"Can't say. Anyway, you'll know when the time comes. Tsumiko Poison Island smiled. The attitude is very resolute, and no matter how much the dynasty does it, he doesn't tell the bottom of it.

“…… Depressed, it seems that it is not possible to fight hard. Seeing this, the dynasty was helpless, so he had to sigh depressedly and said.

"Wait, I'll see what you call a championship reward."

After that, Wang Chao kissed Poison Island Renzi on the mouth again, then let go of her, turned around and strode towards the venue of the game.

Minutes later, the dynasty appeared on the central lawn of Tokyo's huge stadium. And as soon as it appeared, it ushered in the tsunami-like screams of the audience.

Obviously, he accepted him again, leaving behind him the fact that he ruthlessly broke Cao Chunyang's face in the afternoon.

It can be seen that the audience forgets.

But again, none of this has anything to do with him. Therefore, without the slightest fluctuation in the dynasty's mood, he walked straight to the only remaining ring in the arena at this time, jumped into the ring, and stood on the side.

Then, about half a minute later, the dynasty's opponent, Sanchev Santos, appeared in the middle of the field.

Unlike the morning and afternoon matches, the finals were held with a rules similar to those of boxers on stage, with both fighters appearing one after the other under the announcement of the host. So as the number of the top dynasty, he entered the ring as a starter.

Then Sanchev came to the ring, took a stride, and jumped into the ring.

Then the referee stepped forward and motioned for the two to communicate before the start of the game.

Wang Chao, who was too lazy to communicate with Lao Maozi, didn't speak, just looked at the other party calmly, but he didn't expect that in exchange for the other party's provocation and a sharp throat cutting salute, he obviously didn't take him into account. Or do you want to provoke him in this way and make him play out of style in the next game?

But no matter which one it is, the dynasty is doomed to disappoint him. A dynasty with the hole card of electric light and flint and qi and ascetic spirit will not be as easily irritated or unconfident as ordinary young people, if Sanchev can really deal with the two himself like this, then the dynasty is destined to teach him what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

Seeing this, the referee, who was afraid that the two would fight before the game started, did not waste any more time, and quickly broke up and signaled the two to separate, and then retreated to the sidelines and signaled the host to announce the game.

"The last match of the Iron Fist Tournament in the Kanto region, Dynasty vs. Sanchev Santos, the match begins!"

"Let's wait and see who will be able to defeat the opponent and get the official ticket to the Iron Fist Tournament!"

"Oooh oh oh ......"

“****！”

"Dynasty/Sanchev come on!"

"Kill!"

……

As excellent martial artists, neither was affected by the cheers of the outside audience, and remained calm and calm, staring at each other with sharp eyes.

Then the next moment, Sanchev, who advocated attack and used the military fighting technique that also emphasizes attack, Sambo Fighting Technique, made a move and strode towards the dynasty.

The dynasty moved at the same time, and rushed out with steps, and a fist burst out in front of the hand.

Sanchev dodged, kicked, and kicked at the face of the dynasty in his black leather military boots. With a backhand, he blocked the attack while raising his foot to kick the side kick and kick Sanchev to support his foot.

This time it's going to be heavy, not to mention an instant victory or something, a first move is definitely indispensable.

Naturally, Sanchev also understood this truth, and without hesitation, he sent more power to the right leg that was framed by the dynasty, and then twisted his waist with the arm blocked by the dynasty, and his body flew into the air and flipped up, and the left foot that dodged the blow of the broken knee roared, and smashed towards the dynasty like an axe.

Wang Dynasty's left hand fell, and his body stepped back.

"Whew!" Sanchev's attack missed, and his body stood back on the ground, not giving the dynasty an empty plane, and throwing another counterkick at the dynasty.

The dynasty that had been bullied by the progress retreated again, and opened up the distance between him and Sanchev.

Sanchev was turning over and re-arranging his fighting stance. Wang Chao raised his eyebrows, spread his posture, and walked towards Sanchev step by step like an ordinary person.

One step, two steps......

Then he suddenly flicked his arms, and a mountain splitting style in the Great Sage's Splitting Hanging Fist smashed into Sanchev. Sanchev dodged sideways...... However, Wang Chao suddenly stopped his hand, flipped his wrist and hooked his five fingers into a tiger's claw, and with a backhand, a monkey picked a peach and grabbed Sanchev.

Sanchev's expression changed drastically, and without thinking much about it, he hurriedly stepped sideways again to take a step away, and at the same time kicked forward with his right leg, kicking at Wang Dynasty's arm with fierce force.

That posture was obviously preparing to kick off the king's arm with one kick.

The dynasty ignored this, and continued to slide his arm to the side, brushing Sanchev's attack behind him, and at the same time grabbing Sanchev's ankle with his right hand, and towards his arms, Sanchev was pulled by the dynasty to split the big fork. Wang Chao clenched his left hand into a fist, and the dark energy slammed directly into the sole of Sanchev's shoe.

"Bang!"

The muffled sound spread, and Sanchev's face instantly changed color.

Obviously, it was the damage of the dark energy that felt through the shoes.

Sanchev's body slid backwards along the ground, and the crotch of his pants rubbed against the bluestone floor...... I don't know if it will affect his balls.

But Lao Maozi is Lao Maozi, a fighting nation in spirits, although he practices the martial arts skills of the army that are completely externalized, he doesn't know how to practice internal skills, and he can't play too many changes in strength, but he is really good at physical training. Coupled with the innate physique advantage of the old Maozi Aryan race, although he was hit by the dark strength and injured his hamstrings, he still didn't take it too seriously, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he stood up from the ground like a person with nothing to do, rushed quickly, and hit the dynasty with a routine similar to sanda fighting.

Suddenly, the fists and feet were all over the sky, enveloping the whole body of the dynasty......

But it didn't work at all. The dynasty was like a rock in a stormy wave, his feet did not move, just the movement of his hands up and down, left and right, blocked all the attacks sent by Sanchev, and then with a fierce punch, the drill punch with spiral force passed through Sanchev's arm and slammed into his chest, blasting into Sanchev's body.

In an instant, Sanchev's expression changed again, his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth violently and spurted out a large handful of blood.

Needless to say, he must have been injured by the strength of the dynasty to his lungs!

SANCHEV PANTED LIKE A COW, HIS EYES WERE WIDE OPEN, HIS EYES WERE FULL OF BLOODSHOT AND MURDEROUS INTENT STARING AT THE DYNASTY, AND THEN HE ROARED, AND HE DIDN'T KNOW IF HE HAD A SECRET METHOD, OR HOW, HIS BODY SKYROCKETED IN A WAY THAT WAS VISIBLE TO THE NAKED EYE, MAKING HIS ALREADY BURLY BODY APPEAR EVEN MORE BURLY, LIKE A HUMANOID VIOLENT BEAR, AND WALKED TOWARDS THE DYNASTY WITH HEAVY STEPS "DUANGDUANG".

Dynasty raised an eyebrow. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Huh? Did you play your hole cards? "Like

Wang Chao observed with interest for a moment, did not dodge or use guerrilla, stepped forward, and took the initiative to fight with Sanchev, who had changed his appearance.

"Bang!"

A loud muffled sound sounded, and Wang Dynasty's body involuntarily stepped back.

"What a power! That's at least twice as much! Wang Chao thought in surprise.

Then he stepped forward again and continued to fight Sanchev in a hard-fought manner.

"Bang bang ......"

However, this time, the dynasty was never taken back. The reason is very simple, the dynasty used the power of the force, and the power transmitted to the fist was dissipated and transferred with the power of the muscles, so as long as it did not exceed a certain limit, the dynasty was not afraid of the so-called power collision at all.

But on the contrary, Sanchev's situation has turned out to be bad. His face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he might die at any time. (To be continued.) )