Chapter 143 Xiaoqiang who can't be killed

At the Red Mouth Gymnasium in the Magic City, at half past seven in the evening, 12,000 seats were already full. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoFighting enthusiasts from all over the country gathered and waited for the official start of the competition.

This game has attracted attention from all sides, for no other reason, it is a contest between China and the Wa Kingdom, and it can arouse the enthusiasm of the people without mobilization. What's more, before the game, the media on the side of the Wa Kingdom blew Mishima Little Dog Lang into the sky, and this guy is already the number one master in the universe. The big god brother is not vulnerable at all in front of the little dog, and it is a miracle that he can last two rounds.

A propaganda poster was specially made on the side of the Japanese country, in which Mishima Inurou stood on the lawn with his head in the sky, and a panda knelt on the ground begging for mercy, the meaning of which is self-evident. This poster spread instantly on the domestic Internet. Countless patriotic young people were excited, shouting that we can't let the devils of the Japanese country be so arrogant, and the big god must fight for us.

In the stadium, the flaming red national flag and the national anthem fluttered everywhere. At this moment, no matter what profession you are or how old you are, as long as you are in it, you can be infected by this strong patriotism.

At 8 o'clock, the game began and the athletes of both sides entered.

Mishima Inurou was wearing a white sports shorts, about 175, and jumped out of the entrance, his eyes were arrogant, and his demeanor was arrogant, which attracted a lot of boos.

Cheng Shen is still the same red shorts that have not changed for thousands of years, and as soon as he appeared from the entrance, the entire gymnasium was boiling.

"Come on, big god!"

"Brother Big God must beat the little devil."

With all kinds of cheers and tsunamis, Cheng Shen raised his fists high, indicating that he had full confidence to win. With everyone watching, he stepped onto the ring.

Cheng Shen casually stopped, Yuanyu Yuezhi, calm bearing, a grandmaster atmosphere.

Mishima Dog Rou opposite him has been bouncing all the time, and this guy refuses to stop like a grasshopper in order to maintain his excitement.

Mishima Inurou waved his hand at Cheng Shen, his eyes full of provocation.

Cheng Shen was a head taller than the little dog, glanced at him condescendingly, and stretched out his little finger.

"Yaga!" Little Dog Lang's face changed, and he scolded and rushed towards Cheng Shen. The referee saw that it was not good, and hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"A devil is a devil, and he doesn't even understand the rules." Cheng Shen shook his head. He had made up his mind that he would not be spared.

Mishima's behavior aroused the collective indignation of the audience, and the scolding was overwhelming.

Little Dog's coach scolded from the sidelines: "You bastard, what do you want to do before the game starts?" Put your energy to the game. ”

A gong sounded, and the game officially began.

"Whew!" Mishima pounced like a mad dog. His eyes were full of violent murderous aura, as if he was about to tear Cheng Shen apart.

The famous Chinese martial arts masters sitting on the rostrum all gasped, this is too fierce, I don't know if Cheng Shen can parry the little dog Lang's full force.

The atmosphere in the gymnasium, which was still in full swing just now, was immediately extinguished by Xiao Doglang's desperate blow, and the birds were silent, and 12,000 eyes were aimed at Cheng Shen.

Cheng Shen was not in a hurry, did not retreat, but advanced, raised his right arm lightly, and a strong internal force emanated from the dantian and ran through the palm of his hand.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the back of his right palm came first, and he slapped the face of the little dog who was rushing forward.

Xiao Doglang's entire body was hit by Cheng Shen's powerful palm and flew out, flying more than a meter high in the air, and rebounded back to the ground after hitting the rope loop.

Is splitting empty palms a joke? What's more, this was a palm that Cheng Shen slashed with all his strength, smashing the little dog's nose bone, and the blood instantly covered his face, which looked very terrifying.

Seeing the little dog lang moaning in pain on the ground, the audience all stood up and shouted long live. The martial arts celebrities on the rostrum were addicted and high-fived each other.

Who would have thought that in the first round, the first move, Cheng Shen knocked the little dog down, and it was a direct slap in the face, is there anything more enjoyable than this?

"Long live the Great God Brother!"

"Brother God, I love you!"

At the same time, there was a round of reward rain in the online live broadcast room, and everyone cheered for Cheng Shen's clean palm.

"Yaga!" The little dog who was being counted by the referee struggled to stand up, he leaned against the corner of the boxing ring, wiped the blood on his face, muttered words in his mouth, and didn't know what to read, but it was strange to say, after an obscure spell that no one could understand, the originally languishing little dog lang was resurrected with full blood in an instant.

The referee saw that the little dog was okay and motioned for the game to continue.

This time, Xiao Inulang was much more cautious, and he distanced himself from Cheng Shen to fight, and dragged the game until the end of the first round.

As soon as Cheng Shen sat down to rest, Coach Jin hurried over and gave a thumbs up, "Good fight!" ”

Cheng Shen was very depressed, he used all his strength with that slap, and the little dog was fine, which was a bit abnormal. Could it be that there is something strange about the part he read after he was injured?

At the beginning of the second round, Cheng Shen didn't want to delay time, so he came up and used Chunhua's stunt whirlwind kick, now Cheng Shen is not at the level of the original Qi Refining Realm, he stepped into the initial level of dark energy, and his two long legs flew in a whirlwind, like two big iron rods, and the little dog who hit him had no power to fight back at all, like a spinning top being kicked around.

After the whirlwind kick, Cheng Shen did a backflip and stood on the ground lightly and skillfully. On the other hand, the little dog lang was like drunk, staggering and standing unsteadily, and his whole body was covered with bruises, especially the feet on the front chest and back, but it really hurt the internal organs.

The little dog staggered a few times, and finally couldn't hold on, plopped, and fell straight to the ground.

"Good! Brother Great God is mighty! ”

"It's handsome!"

The crowd in the stadium was boiling again.

Once again, the referee went over to count the seconds.

10,9,8,7……

When he counted to 5, the little dog barely opened his eyes, and the spell just now sounded in his mouth again. Immediately, a carp stood up, jumped up from the ground, and came back to life with full blood again.

This time, not only Cheng Shen was surprised, but even the referee and the audience were stunned.

Could it be that this guy can't be beaten to death?

On the rostrum, Qian Ren and Wu Hailiang glanced at each other, and they could see each other's surprise.

I didn't expect that Brother Dashen's combat power was so strong, and the last game against Qiu Lianhai was completely merciful, and even more unexpectedly, Mishima Little Dog Lang was so magical, and he came back to life twice in a row, which was completely beyond the two of them's understanding of fighting.

What's going on?

Cheng Shen's eyes stared at the bloody Mishima little dog Lang with a bruised face on the opposite side, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

He had just stepped into the dark energy realm, and the true qi in his body was limited, and the two kills just now had consumed a lot of his internal strength, and now the true qi stored in the dantian was only enough for him to make another killing move, if he couldn't knock down the little dog lang, he would be in danger.