Accelerating, running, the relatively short white tiger suddenly rolled to the corner, quickly stood up, on the six-meter-square competition platform, he suddenly raised his speed to the extreme, and his body dodged the berserker's huge fist in the air. Tablet e-books

At the same time, the body rolled in the air, and the right foot kicked out a lightning blow to the back of the person's head, this kick penetrated all the true power of the white tiger, and the white tiger believed that as long as this kick hit, this big monster would definitely cause a spinning, and then it would be his own stormy blow.

However, the white tiger still underestimated the reflexes of this 'berserker', this person was like a monster born for battle, his reaction was extremely sharp, he didn't look back, he grabbed it directly, and he easily grabbed the foot of the white tiger, and was grabbed by him like an iron pincer.

"Brute!" The white tiger came out with a Chinese phrase, startled and angry, and another volley struck him like lightning, trying to force him to let go.

"Hey—"

This person sneered cruelly, lowered his head to dodge, took advantage of the situation to pick up one of the legs of the white tiger, and smashed it towards the stage like a wheel.

The white tiger couldn't dodge, and was slammed on the stage by him, only to feel that his eyes were full of stars, his head was splitting, he was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.

This time, the white tiger was seriously injured.

One, two, three -

This rampaging beast-like 'berserker' desperately beat the white tiger, and there was only the sound of thumping in the entire arena, which touched people's souls.

The crowd of onlookers screamed, excited, excited, and some sighed, it seems that this Chinese man from the mysterious East is not good, the previous record has finally come to an end, in this bloody battle, almost no one went to the end, and there are those who go to the end, that is, the boxing king, even the boxing king has a time when he is challenged to die.

The berserker let go of his hand, two big hands like bear paws opened, excitedly accepting the cheers of everyone on the stage, like a beast, his eyes were full of violent pride, standing in the center of the platform, and kept waving arrogantly around him.

Then he turned around and looked at the white tiger who was lying there motionless, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "What kind of white tiger in China, bullshit, winning fifteen games in a row?" Hmph, that's because you didn't meet me, when you met me, all your previous honors are over, and I'm the one who terminates your advance, in this boxing ring, only I can go to the end, it's a pity, you can't see that day,"

As he spoke, this Baldo, the guy nicknamed 'Berserker', sneered softly, and then crouched down, he was about to strike the final blow, this man was ferocious, he liked to break other people's necks the most, and almost everyone who fought against him died like this.

At this moment, the white tiger's consciousness was a little blurred, and some pictures appeared in his mind, which was the scene of the dragon soul and a group of brothers together in the country, as well as the scenes of performing various tasks, especially the last battle, in the face of the masters of the Jin Linglong organization several times their size, they carried out a tragic tear and killing, not far away, he saw the green dragon fall into the arms of Lord Luotian, and their Lord Luotian let out a roar like a wolf's howl-

The last figure, not tall, but a figure like a giant appeared in front of him, pinching his waist, smoking a cigarette, looking like a ruffian, and was reprimanding him: "You bastard, you can't stand this suffering, don't call it a white tiger in the future, call you a white cat, stand up for Lao Tzu, don't let me look down on you, on a woman's belly, I haven't seen you tired like this bear,"

Then there was the kind laughter of the brothers of the dragon soul, and there was a woman, her face was red, she glared at Luo Tian, and turned to leave, that woman was Suzaku, the only woman in the dragon soul, the woman who had always called herself Big Brother Bai.

"Qinglong is dead, Suzaku and Xuanwu are gone, are you going to die too?" On the competition stage, the white tiger was motionless, and subconsciously had a thought of giving up on himself.

"You are a white tiger, not a white cat, stand up for Lao Tzu, there is only war in the blood of the dragon soul! War! War! Even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of his flesh for Lao Tzu,"

Luo Tian's voice sounded again, which suddenly made the white tiger wake up, "No, I can't die, I still have to follow the adults to fight in the south and the north, at least I can't die in the hands of this foreign devil, I am the white tiger!" I'm not a white cat! Roar—"

The white tiger let out a roar of rage from his heart.

At this moment, that Baldo's big hand has already held up his head, as long as his hand is connected again, and with a twist of force, his neck will be broken, then he Baihu has really become a dead cat.

Suddenly!

Just as this 'berserker' put his other hand on the head of the white tiger, the white tiger opened his eyes violently, becoming extremely red, and the chill that shot out made this 'berserker' Ling Ling shiver fiercely, that kind of look was too cold, it seemed to be able to take people's souls.

"Bang-"

The white tiger's legs were bent and stretched, and he kicked at the berserker's head, and the unsuspecting 'berserker' was kicked right at once, his body staggered, he took a few steps back, shook his head, and stared at the white tiger angrily.

"Okay, good, there's room for resistance, it's more interesting, boy, I'm going to break all your limbs, and then I'm going to break your neck," the 'Berserker' looked at the white tiger that jumped up all of a sudden, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, twisted his thick neck, and pounced with a smile.

"I was thinking about fighting the boxing king, so I only used the Hunting Seven Style, but now it seems that I can only use it in advance, otherwise, there is really no chance,"

The white tiger stood solemnly, thinking in his heart, standing there and closing his eyes, his momentum rising sharply.

The audience saw the white tiger jumping up again, cheering again, cheering for the white tiger, these audiences spent money, what they watched was wonderful, for the one-hit kill-to-kill duel, these people were not interested, but the ups and downs of the twists and turns made them more passionate.

It's just that when they saw that the white tiger actually closed his eyes, they couldn't help but cry out in surprise one by one, could it be that this mysterious Oriental Chinese wanted to close his eyes and fight against people.

"Broken limbs? As you wish!"

When the iron fist of the "berserker" approached his head, the white tiger suddenly opened his eyes, and for the first time there was a cruel and fierce light in his eyes, and his head was tilted, and a punch was blasted into the lower abdomen of the "berserker".

"Hmph," "Berserker" couldn't help sneering, he had thick skin, not to mention the injured White Tiger, even when he was in his prime, he didn't necessarily cause harm to himself, so this person's fist sank regardless of it, and he hit the hook and picked it up on the white tiger's forehead.

It's just that his fist hasn't touched the white tiger's lower forehead yet, and the white tiger's fist has already hit his lower abdomen.

"Bang-"

The "Berserker" retreated wildly, taking three steps in a row before he could stand still, only to feel like a fire burning in his lower abdomen, and the force of this blow was far beyond his expectations, as if he had been hit by a car.

"You-"

Without waiting for him to react, the white tiger rushed over, like a white tiger jumping into a stream, extremely furious, shocking, and hunting seven shots!

"Chasing the Wind"

"Treading the Waves"

"Broken Gold"

"Cracked Stone"

"Miserable"

"The Hunt"

"Deadly"

As fast as a wind, like thunder, each style contains more than a dozen changes, the muscles and meridians of the body begin to swell, and the true power seems to be running uncontrollably.

The white tiger fell into madness, as if he had gone mad, and his strength had increased a lot compared to just now. Like a strangled machine, it will strangle the "berserker".

"Bang, bang, bang, ah, ah, ah,——"

The first style of each move is a lore, hitting the opponent's vital point, the figure is a little erratic, and there is an afterimage, followed by the sound of the heavy punch on the **, and then the screams of the "berserker".

"Y-what kind of move are you, so ruthless,"

The frightened and angry "berserker" looked at the white tiger in disbelief, the white tiger did not answer, and continued to attack, once the hunting seven types were shot, they would not die, and they must not fall before the enemy fell, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, and they must be quickly resolved.

"Click, click,"

The sound of bones breaking one after another sounded, and the berserker's limbs were abolished, his arms were clawed, and his knees were weak, like a small mountain, kneeling on the stage, as if he was repenting of his arrogance just now.

"It's over, on the way forward of my White Tiger, you don't even deserve a stumbling block,"

The white tiger was proud, with his back to the berserker, facing the audience, his expression was extremely indifferent, one turned sideways, grabbed the berserker's huge head with both hands, and twisted it violently.

"Ahh

There was no more sound, and a small mountain-like body fell there with a pop, and there was no more sound.

"Good, wonderful, wonderful, Huaxia people, good, amazing,"

The crowd erupted in bursts of cheers, this was the most wonderful gladiatorial fight they had ever seen, and the white tiger of Huaxia turned defeat into victory, which feasted their eyes and greatly stimulated their eyeballs.

It's just that for these cheers and shouts, Bai Hu's expression has always been very indifferent, and he glanced at everyone without any emotion, jumped off the ring, and left prettyly.

In this fight, he was also seriously injured and needed to recuperate, and the next match will be also difficult and abnormal, and he must maintain the most vigorous state, he was not born for the ring, just to vent the inner depression and vent the suppressed emotions.

In a rented house not too far from this Haosen gladiatorial arena, a person who is also a Chinese is treating the injuries of the white tiger, the white tiger's eyes are indifferent, and his strong body is scarred.

"Brother Bai, you can't fight anymore, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable, now your body has been seriously overdrawn, and your body has a dark disease, go back, go back to Huaxia, I don't know what you did before, but I hope you will bravely face the end and forget the past" This Huaxia doctor is a friend of Baihu, named Hu He, and said in a serious tone at the moment.

"Forget the past?" Baihu smiled bitterly, "Some things can't be forgotten if you forget them" After speaking, his eyes looked at the direction of Huaxia with some distraction, not knowing what he was thinking.