After Bai Qing finished speaking, I carefully looked at the expression of the white-faced man, but because the lights in the boxing arena were relatively dim, and we were sitting in the box on the second floor, there was a layer of glass in the middle, so where could I see the expression of the white-faced man.

I glanced at Bai Qing curiously, and Bai Qing also understood what I meant, he explained: "My eyesight has always been very good, no matter how I use it, I won't be short-sighted, I should see it more clearly than Brother Quan." ”

I thought to myself that my eyesight was good enough, but I didn't expect this guy to have better eyesight than mine. But it's also a good thing, in a life-and-death duel, a pair of perceptive eyes are also essential, such as what I learned yesterday about observing the direction of the opponent's shoulder muscles and judging the movement of the opponent's punch, which relies on a pair of bright eyes.

At this time, both fighters were also on the field.

The white-faced man chose a long knife, while the black-faced man also chose a long knife at random, and gently weighed it in his hand, as if to show his strength. Although I couldn't make out the black-faced man's expression, I should have imagined that he was hideous and full of disdain.

After the referee announced the start of the game, he jumped out of the ring, the white-faced man seemed to be holding the knife weakly, and the black-faced man rushed forward with an arrow the moment the referee left, raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed it with a roar of rage.

The audience was ignited by the black-faced man's attack at the beginning, and they all roared like beasts.

But at this time, the white-faced man gently wiped the long knife in his hand up, and the long knife moved forward, but his body took two steps back, so the posture looked very strange.

Weird is weird, but the blade of the man in white is impartial, and it has just been stumbled with the blade of the black-faced man.

Bite!

A crisp metallic sound exploded, and a string of sparks flashed between the two knives.

The white-faced man who shot later could actually stop the blade with a blade, and the thickness of the blade was only a few millimeters, which made everyone feel incredible, and even thought that it was definitely the luck of the white-faced man who was good enough, not because he had reached a realm of refinement in grasping the weapon.

Li Mu gasped after seeing the first move of the two, and Li Mu and I basically felt the same way, and we were more inclined to believe that the white-faced man relied on his skillful grasp of weapons to hit the other party's blade with his blade.

This means that blocking the opponent's bullet with a bullet requires not only accuracy, but also the psychology of daring to play with life.

Sure enough, as if to confirm my suspicion, the white-faced man, after blocking the black-faced man's attack for the first time, once again blocked the black-faced man's angry slash.

It's exactly the same as last time, but the blades collide together.

However, the weapon selected by Luo Ming was quite good, and the two powerful impacts of such a weak part of the blade did not cause any damage to the weapon.

Of course, the black-faced man felt that something was wrong, he took a step back, and then rushed forward with another arrow, and the long knife in his hand actually flipped three times in succession when it smeared at the white-faced man, changing three parts.

But in the end, the black-faced man swiped the knife at the white-faced man's neck.

The white-faced man swung his knife to block, and then slashed his long knife along the opponent's knife, and that part was the wrist of the black-faced man.

The black-faced man's battle-hardened was not so easy to target, he let go of the knife in his right hand and let it fall, and the white-faced man's knife also turned to kill his lower abdomen.

The black-faced man took the knife in his left hand, retreated back, and immediately changed to the knife in his right hand, first blocking the killing move in the lower abdomen with a swing, and then opening and closing, and then slashing off from the top of the white-faced man's head.

The white-faced man's body was lean, and his movements were also agile, and his left foot quickly took a step to the left, and his palm rotated after supporting his body, which was able to bypass the black-faced man's slash in the air.

The black-faced man's move was so powerful that he originally wanted to suppress it when the other party came to block, but he didn't expect the white-faced man to give way cunningly.

This is the bad thing is the black-faced man, he can't take it, the knife goes straight to the ground, and his body is also leaning down because of inertia.

The white-faced man seized the opportunity to directly hold the knife high with both hands and slash at the black-faced man's slightly lowered head.

This scene made everyone feel that the white-faced man seemed to be an executioner who had been working for many years, and if the knife was cut down, everyone would see the black-faced man's head fall to the ground suddenly, and the blood would rise wildly.

But the black-faced man had already sensed the crisis when he couldn't retract it, so he rolled his body to the side at the first time.

Call!

The white-faced man's knife fell like lightning.

Burst!

A splash of blood sparkled in the ring, but the black-faced man still rolled to the other side.

It turned out that this knife did not kill him, but it caused one of his ears to be torn by the long knife, and the red blood continued to stay from the ear, dyeing half of the black-faced man's face extremely bloody. But he didn't scream, just gritted his teeth, supported his body with a knife, and breathed heavily.

The reason why he seemed so tired was not because of his physical exhaustion, but because of the sharp pain coming from the place of his ear that disturbed his mind.

Although I had never been tortured in this way, I could imagine that the white-faced man's mind must be buzzing right now. And if he continues to fight, he will also face the weakness caused by excessive blood loss. On the other hand, the white-faced man was still holding the knife weakly, but his knife was already stained with blood.

The battle has actually come to an end.

The black-faced man eventually straightened up, and tore off half of the feeble ear that hung from the side of his face and threw it on the ground.

At this time, Bai Qing's body beside him shook, his lips were a little pale, and he looked at this scene incredibly, motionless.

I had experienced this before, so I didn't speak to him, it was a feeling he had to experience. Whether it is killing people or punching, you must first learn to watch others being tortured and killed, and watching others being treated cruelly; Because one day he will become a fighter in the boxing ring, if he can't even pass this level, he won't talk about practicing boxing at all.

The black-faced man threw down his bloody ears and threw his head up and shouted angrily, then rushed towards the white-faced man with a knife in his hand.

It's just that before he rushed to the front of the white-faced man, the opponent's long knife came first, aiming at his arm.

Burst!

After another muffled sound, a large piece of flesh was cut off from the black-faced man's arm. He fell to his knees as soon as he was in pain.

The white-faced man stepped forward, stomped on the black-faced man's shoulder, and then kicked away the long knife beside the black-faced man.

The long knife clanged and rolled down under the ring, and the white-faced man raised the long knife in his hand with both hands and slashed towards the black-faced man's neck!

Executioner!

Definitely an executioner!

The white-faced man held the knife in both hands and raised it high, while the audience was boiling.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Everyone shouted loudly, their eyes bloodshot, and they exuded bloody killing intent like beasts.

At this time, the expressionless white-faced man finally smiled, even if Li Mu and I were so far apart, I could feel his cruel and enjoyable smile.

He wasn't fighting at all, he might have come to enjoy the thrill of decapitation.

The white-faced man closed his eyes comfortably, and the long knife in his hand also fell like lightning, drawing an almost perfect arc in the air.

Stop!

Before the black-faced man could scream, his head had already rolled off his neck, carrying a circle of hot blood.

The entire stadium exploded, and everyone shouted wildly.

This cruel and happy torture inspired the ** in everyone's heart. I subconsciously turned my gaze to Bai Qing on the side, and found that there was no longer the color of a living person on his face, his dry and pale lips were trembling, and his hands were pressing his lower abdomen stiffly.

I still didn't say anything, and then Bai Qing finally couldn't help it, ran to the corner of the box and vomited wildly.

Li Mu and I glanced at each other, and both set their eyes on the center of the ring.

The white-faced man had already lifted the black-faced man's head in his hand, and raised it high from time to time, as if he was showing off his trophies.

At this time, Li Mu spoke: "This guy is really terrifying. ”

As soon as Li Mu finished speaking, Luo Ming walked into the box, and his face was shocked, and he didn't even notice that the box was full of disgusting smell because of Bai Qing's vomiting.

Li Mu asked directly: "Do you have any information about this guy, Brother Luo?" ”

Luo Ming nodded, took out his laptop and put it on the table, and then opened the white-faced man's information.

Name: Zhou Chu

Age: 26

WEIGHT: 60KG

Record: None

Features: Unknown

Good at weapons: Unknown

……

Luo Ming explained: "This guy took the initiative to find me the day before yesterday and gave me 200,000 yuan to arrange a boxing match for him. At first, I just thought he was a kid who didn't know the height of the sky, but the opponents he defeated today were almost in the top 10 in the Cruel Black Fist, and he defeated so easily. ”

Li Mu and I were so surprised that we couldn't speak, at this time, there was no white-faced man named Zhou Chu in the boxing ring.

"Have you heard of this man?" Luo Ming asked curiously.

I shook my head and said, "Never, you should be able to get in touch with him." ”

Luo Ming smiled bitterly: "That guy stated that he was willing to use 200,000 yuan to fight a boxing match, and he would give me 200,000 yuan every time, and he didn't want any profits from it, and as a condition, I couldn't investigate and ask about him." ”