Liao Zishan's eyes were cold, and he stabbed the short gun in his hand into his chest! The sharp cold light bloomed, the cold air hit his face, and his movements were calm and domineering.

Ordinary Thrust is the most test of strength, and this blow is even more extraordinary than that of ordinary martial artists.

Wang Boao's brows tightened, and he immediately dodged, and the dots on the soles of his feet were like a whirlwind, and at the same time, he swept straight at the enemy with one leg.

Liao Zishan's eyes flashed, and he did not retreat, but swept with a short spear and prepared to exchange injuries for injuries. It definitely takes a lot of courage to do this!

And as the head of the Liao family, he has been through ups and downs for a long time, and he does have this domineering and ruthless atmosphere.

However, Wang Boao's eyes suddenly flashed with a ruthless color! I saw him suddenly pounce forward, prostrate on the ground, and avoid the attack.

At the same time, with both hands on the ground, with the help of strong arm strength, both legs kicked upwards violently, and the movements were smooth.

This kind of attack is often not very destructive, at most it allows the opponent to distance himself, but to everyone's surprise, two sharp daggers actually appeared at the tip of Wang Boao's feet!

The ruthless and shameless attack is completely different from the lethality of ordinary kicks.

Rao is Liao Zishan is experienced, and he never expected the other party to be so ruthless. He immediately retreated, and his reaction was already astute, but there were still two wounds in his chest.

Suddenly, a half-finger-long gash appeared! Blood gushed out, and although it did not hurt the bones, it also caused flesh and skin wounds.

"Wow-"

The discussion erupted instantly!

"Despicable!" all the Liao family members stretched out their hands and scolded angrily, their eyes almost breathing fire. Unfortunately, it's not a foul, because there are no rules in the ring.

Before the battle, the two sides had agreed that the rules of the battle were only one-on-one, and the final winner was the one who stood firmly on the stage.

"Hmph!" Liao Zishan's eyes shot a fierce murderous intent, the enemy is ruined! What does it matter what reputation you have? What kind of morality do you care? As long as you can win, you can do not use it!

"Very good!" he squeezed two words out between his teeth, followed by his arms, and the smoke on his body, especially on his chest, was steaming. It was like a white mist, and the two scars stopped bleeding instantly.

It was as if it had been baked with a flame, and it healed quickly......

Such an ability surprised everyone on both sides, and the powerful power promoted the healing of flesh and blood. This can only be done by perfecting the internal strength of the heart.

Even Xu Hao showed a look of consternation, none of the heads of these three major business groups were ordinary people!

"Hehehe......" Liao Zishan laughed deeply, he simply ripped off his shirt, revealing a sturdy and strong body, spider-like scars all over his chest.

"Wow-"

The audience outside the venue was amazed and secretly admired.

To be able to grow into the head of the family, you must have experienced countless bloody battles! Every scar is left when you were young, representing the traces of struggle in life and death.

"Whoosh!" Liao Zishan slammed to the ground and jumped up wildly! The short spear in his hand turned into a phantom shadow in the sky, stabbing down like a rain of poisonous scorpion tail needles.

Wang Boao's face became solemn, and he continued to retreat, using his arms as a shield to protect him.

"Click-"

Mars flew on the field, the sound of cutting and colliding was piercing, and the scalps of others who listened to it were numb.

Quiet, unusually quiet all around.

The people who had been discussing it enthusiastically just now were extremely nervous at the moment, and they all held their breath, their mouths wide open, and they couldn't take their eyes off the stage.

"Click-"

Suddenly, with a piercing explosion, everyone around them stared at each other.

I saw that Wang Boao seized the opportunity to hold Liao Zishan's short gun tightly, while Liao Zishan also tied his other hand.

The scene instantly became a stalemate, and the two simply competed with brute strength! The two sides were lunging and accumulating strength, their muscles were tense, their green tendons were rising, and their faces were red.

In the face of old enemies, no one will take a step back!

"Uh-huh——!"

"Uh-huh——!"

The heads of the two major families, holding their luck, almost spewed flames from their eyes, but the cultivation of the two sides was comparable, and their wills were equally firm, and their strength was almost difficult to distinguish between high and low.

"Huh!" Wang Boao suddenly changed his moves, and the dagger on the soles of his feet kicked out violently! Stiffness changes, of course he will not be hard to the end.

He had already suffered a loss just now, how could Liao Zishan not be guarded? I saw that he also kicked his legs and resisted his opponent's bare feet.

The two simply competed in their legs and attacked and defended each other!

"Click......!"

Wang Boao's offensive is fierce and continuous, and he attacks the opponent's joints and lower yin with his moves. Liao Zishan defended skillfully and never let the enemy take advantage.

After dozens of moves, Liao Zishan quickly retreated, fighting like this is to take advantage of the enemy, and he can't take advantage of it.

Thinking of this, his arms trembled violently, and he immediately shook his opponent away, and at the same time rushed forward with a short spear in his hand! The body of the spear was glowing with bursts of light, and his head was like a star, exuding a sharp aura.

"Whew!" Bursts of cold light shone brightly, piercing the eyes, and the head of the spear in Liao Zishan's hand suddenly bloomed! Like a lotus flower blooming, each petal was inlaid with a peculiar spare.

The light is bright, and it does not directly help in battle, but it can blind people in the dance.

"Hiss!" Wang Boao frowned, the enemy's attack was accompanied by a cold light, and it became very difficult for him to parry in an instant!

"Click!"

The gauntlet on his wrist burst into a chilling fire, and it was still difficult to resist Liao Zishan's fierce attack.

"Good!"

"Family Master Shenwu!"

"Whew——!"

......

The stands of the Liao family erupted in tidal cheers, all of them were in high spirits, their eyes were shining, and they worshiped the gods and martial arts of their own masters.

The people of Jinyitang are also excited, the first game is very crucial, and it can even be said that it is very important, which directly affects the confidence and momentum of the subsequent contestants!

The battle between the two caused a roar, and Wang Boao retreated again and again until the edge of the ring.

Seeing it, you are about to fall off the stage!

But at this moment, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and his palms pushed forward violently. Immediately after, two steel nails in the sleeve shot straight out!

"Whoa—"

The sharp and powerful roar is piercing, and the scalp of the listener is numb, and its strong power can be felt from the sound of the wind, which is by no means an ordinary secret weapon can be released.

Liao Zishan didn't expect the other party to do this, and immediately dodged! But the distance was too close, and the enemy's attack still swept over his forehead!

In an instant, blood flowed, sliding down the nose, and blood was everywhere.

"Bastard!" he couldn't help but scold.

This time, Wang Boao immediately seized the opportunity to attack reflexively! When it came to the life and death of the family, he would never back down in the slightest.

Since Liao Zishan is injured, he will not give him time to stop the bleeding, and the so-called taking advantage of your illness to kill you is exactly this reason.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wang Boao, who turned the situation around, punched and kicked each other, and used the sharp blade on his body to draw the afterimage of his debut, and the momentum of the attack was overwhelming.

Liao Zishan was in a hurry, retreating continuously, the pain in his forehead was still secondary, but the blood affected his vision, and his reaction was slow.

He gritted his teeth, and the short gun in his hand was immediately raised!