With the sound of traditional Thai music, the cage was opened.

And the emcee, who was standing outside the Colosseum and was in charge of explaining, began to loudly introduce the nine boxers brought by Naipu.

"The last one is the one who has gone through life and death experience in the Colosseum in Myanmar, played ninety-nine times, has not lost a single record, has won three Myanmar Colosseum championships, is nicknamed the devil's muscles, and his whole body is a weapon of murder."

A thin, dark-skinned, shaved, expressionless man about two meters tall walked into the cage.

As soon as this person appeared, it immediately caused a series of cheers.

He had a rope loop on his forehead, and then he slammed his fists into each other, bowing slightly in all directions, making the cheers even louder. Under the light, his naked upper body was glowing with a touch of oil. The body is not muscular like that of Europeans and Americans, but it is very strong. Every muscle in the body is sharp and angular, revealing a sense of force.

"Ah Mu ......"

Miyuki Harukawa stopped Yang Mu again and wanted him to quit.

She began to regret a little, she shouldn't have encouraged Yang Mu to fight...... That Songcha is clearly a killing machine, and by no means an easy character to deal with.

At the same time, the master of ceremonies began to introduce Yingluck's fighters.

It's just that when Yang Mu appeared, the audience was in an uproar. Compared with those boxers who are topless, and some even only wear thongs, where does Yang Mu dress like a person participating in the war? He was wearing jeans, sneakers, and a white shirt on his upper body, and he took off his jacket and hung it on the iron cage as he walked.

"Shh

The crowd booed loudly.

Even the master of ceremonies was a little stunned. I don't know how to introduce it.

"Hey. You'll be the last one to appear later. ”

A fighter named Tony. stopped Yang Mu.

He is a boxer under Yingluck, and it seems that he is also the most qualified and powerful person among the boxers in this fight. He looked at Yang Mu and was a little dissatisfied with Yang Mu's hanging. But he also knew that this person was a friend of Yingluck's friend, and the reason why he was fighting. It's also to help, so I take care of Yang Mu.

We are alive and will try to take care of you.

Wait until we are killed...... That way, Yingluck will not blame anything.

"Miyoki, you get him back."

Yingluck was really anxious, and said loudly to Miyuki Harukawa: "The iron cage will be closed later, and it will be impossible for him to come up with it." ”

"Ah Mu, stop fighting, come out quickly."

Yang Mu scratched his head and suddenly smiled: "Miyoki." I remember that I won half of the money this time. ”

"Huh?"

"Also. Help me press another million, and I'll bet I won. ”

"You ......"

After Yang Mu finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Miyuki Harukawa.

The heavy iron cage door creaked and shut. With the sound of a lock, the audience cheered.

Song Cha knelt on the edge of the iron cage, like an old monk in meditation.

With a gong sound, a fighter walked to the center of the Colosseum. He was bareheaded, barefoot, with horrible wounds and straw ropes wrapped around his wrists. I saw him take a pair of iron claws from his waist and put them on his hands. Then he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, yes, the atmosphere outside the iron cage reached a climax at once.

Tony took a deep breath and prepared to send someone on the stage.

But before he could give his command, he heard an uproar outside the iron cage.

Yang Mu stepped onto the Colosseum, turned his head and said to Tony: "What you just said made you all survive today." ”

"What?"

Tony was stunned, but Yang Mu had already walked in front of the fighter.

"Yingluck, can you really kill someone?"

Yingluck covered her mouth, her face pale.

She didn't have time to answer, when she heard someone outside the arena shouting, "Boy, hurry up and die, don't delay our time." ”

The one who spoke was Duni and a son of a wealthy Bangkok family.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he saw Yang Mu suddenly raise his hand and punch out.

The fighter on the opposite side smiled and grabbed it with his hand. The fist and the iron claw collided together, and Tony could clearly see that the fist's iron claw twisted in the light, followed by a strange fluctuation in his arm, as if something had burrowed into his arm, and quickly approached his shoulder.

Click, the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Yang Mu threw a punch and took a step back, then tilted his head and looked at the other party quietly.

The fighter also took a step back, looking stunned. And under the colosseum, Song Cha suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a solemn expression.

The audience was silent.

Yang Mu rubbed his nose and let out a sigh of relief.

"It's troublesome, let's come along."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and hooked his fingers at the boxers under the ring, "And you, I heard that you are very powerful." ”

Yang Mu's hand pointed to Song Cha.

The fighter behind him suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with broken internal clots, and then his body collapsed in the ring as if he had no bones. To kill a person, it's simple, one punch is enough.

"Oh my God!"

Yingluck let out an exclamation of surprise, an incredulous expression on her face.

And Miyuki Harukawa was also relieved at this time, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she nodded slightly.

These fighters may have experienced the battle of life and death, but compared to the cultivators who came out of the vast Nimba Mountain, what are those battles and trials of life and death? This is the difference between ordinary people and cultivators!

"Let's go together."

Song Chahu stood up and shouted in Thai.

The remaining seven fighters did not dare to hesitate and immediately rushed into the ring. Each of them held a weapon in his hand and frantically pounced on Yang Mu. They have been in the struggle for life and death for a long time, and they have realized that the person standing in front of them is not something they can fight against personally.

Yang Mu's eyes narrowed, and he stepped up, two or three meters high.

The fighter who rushed to the front was stunned and raised his head.

But at this moment, one of Yang Mu's feet fell, the sole of his shoe stepped on the person's head, his body was pulled up again, rolled in the air, and swooped down like an eagle, and his two hands turned into the shape of eagle claws, buckled on the shoulders of the two fighters.

The arms of the two fighters were torn off by him.

The bloody scene caused a series of screams from those who were watching.

Many of these spectators had participated in the Colosseum in Myanmar and had seen many bloody scenes. But it was the first time that a person's arm was torn off like this. There were even some women who couldn't help but vomit, their faces almost as white as white paper. They covered their eyes, not wanting to look at them again.

At the same time, the person who was stepped on by Yang Mu before suddenly looked like a watermelon that had been smashed open, and the plasma collapsed, and he fell into the ring.

Originally, Naipok, Duni and the others were proud, but at this moment, they had grown their mouths and could no longer say a word.

The slaughter in the ring did not end there.

In the eyes of the spectators outside the iron cage, the scene was extremely bloody and cruel, but for those fighters in the iron cage, they could only fight to the death. They had already seen that the man in front of them was definitely a more formidable opponent than Songcha. Praise killing, at least it will reveal a human expression. But the weak guy in front of him, from beginning to end, was like slaughtering an animal, and the expression on his face didn't even change a little.

The two fighters screamed and fainted to the ground, and the blood instantly stained the Colosseum red.

However, Yang Mu's body did not splash a drop of blood, and he rushed towards a knife-wielding boxer, like a cheetah, with an astonishing speed. The fighter didn't even see how Yang Mu came over, Yang Mu had already arrived in front of him. He instinctively raised his knife to slash at Yang Mu, but found that Yang Mu did not dodge or dodge, and actually stretched out his hand and grabbed the machete in his hand.

I can't help but be overjoyed in my heart, do you still want to grab my knife with your bare hands?

Thinking of this, the boxer's face showed joy, and he roared loudly, using all his strength!

"Ahh

Although she knew that Yang Mu would be fine, Miyuki Harukawa couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Not only her, but also the other spectators also had shocked expressions on their faces. However, when the fighter's knife and Yang Mu's hand touched together, the boxer felt bad. It was as if he had chopped on a ball of cotton, and he couldn't use any force at all.

And at this moment, I heard a crisp click.

Yang Mu broke the sharp machete with his bare hands, the blade flipped over in his hand, Yang Mu and the boxer staggered, the half-cut knife slapped on the boxer's neck, and a bloody head fell on the ring, and the bones rolled and stopped at Songcha's feet, which also made Songcha's face even more ugly. (To be continued......)