At this time, the Indian master standing on the stage was already a little absent-minded, looking around, he wanted to find out the person who had just released the hidden weapon to sneak attack him, but he swept around and found nothing abnormal, there were too many people under the stands, and the hidden weapon that the person played just now was silent, and it is estimated that only he could feel it.

Another person jumped up and reported to himself, the Indian master had no intention of listening, and his heart had been completely disrupted by the sudden secret weapon just now, and his eyes looked a little panicked, even Chen Ye, who was sitting in the audience watching the excitement, saw that something was not quite right with this Indian Ah San, but he didn't know why, and he didn't feel a little confused.

This time, the one who came up to the ring was a master who practiced Erlang Boxing, and it was also a master who had been promoted three times in a row in the small ring, and he greeted him directly, and then rushed towards the Indian master.

The Indian master was already a little confused, and his temper became a little irritable, and his attention was not focused on the master of Erlang Boxing who jumped up, and he was inadvertently punched three times in a row, and he was beaten back step by step, because he was always on guard against the mysterious man's sudden hidden weapon.

Seeing that the Indian master was beaten and retreated again and again, Chen Ye, who was sitting in the audience, sank, suddenly slapped the chair, and said angrily: "Singh, how did you fight?" ”

This loud shout pulled the Indian master back from his state of distraction, he glanced at Chen Ye in the audience, and immediately concentrated his attention and fought with the master of Erlang Fist in front of him.

Although the master of this Erlang boxing is clever, but compared with the master of Bagua Boxing Ma Zihang who came up just now, it is really worse, when the Indian master retracted his mind, his strength suddenly increased greatly, and after seven or eight moves, he suddenly wrapped the master of Erlang Boxing around his neck, and then twisted his hands around his neck, but he heard a "click" sound, and the neck of the master who practiced Erlang Boxing was twisted off at that time.

The people in the audience sighed for a while, and the body of the Erlang boxing master was directly thrown under the stage by the Indian master, and he had already died.

This time, Ge Yu didn't make another move, if the last time that Ma Zihang shot for the sake of national righteousness, then this master of Erlang Boxing is asking for his own death, he knows that he can't do it, and wants to win the top spot by a momentary fluke, then he can't blame the other party for being ruthless.

Seeing that the Indian master won the abnormal competition again, Chen Ye in the audience laughed happily, and he must have won a lot of money again.

And those masters who were eager to try to come to the stage just now and planned to compete with each other, seeing that the one just now died so miserably, most of them dispelled the idea of sending them to death.

If the money is gone, you can make it again, but if the people are gone, there will be nothing.

In fact, the Indian master didn't want to fight anymore, and decided the winner as soon as possible so that he could get out of here, because he already felt a huge sense of crisis enveloping him.

So he took the other party's life at once, so that the people who pretendered the leader died one after another, took the 10 million, and left here as soon as possible.

Although this dismount is powerful enough, but in the land of China, how can a foreigner be allowed to take the lead and leave here with a swagger, there are still a few people who are not afraid of death who jumped into the ring and wanted to fight to the death with the Indian master.

The ensuing battle looked a little bloody.

After the Erlang boxing master, three people came up in a row, all of whom were killed by the Indian master in a very tragic way, either breaking their necks, or shattering their internal organs, or all the bones of their bodies were broken, and they were thrown off the stage one after another, and there was no hope of being rescued.

was killed by the Indian master four people in a row, one died more tragically than the other, plus Jiang Haixiao, who had broken the bones of his body before, this Indian master did not lose once, it was really a murderous competition.

When the last person was killed by the Indian high and dropped out of the ring, the host's legs when he climbed into the ring were trembling, for fear that this person would be unhappy and beat himself to death.

Then, the host stood on the stage and shouted three times in a row, and no one came up to fight, and he was still holding a gong in his hand, and this gong struck three times in a row, if no one came out to fight, this Indian master would be the leader of the night, and won the prize of 10 million.

"Boom!" A gong lingered through the hall, and the gong had already struck its first.

Immediately after the second sound, the entire venue was still unfought.

Just as the host was about to ring the third time, a high-pitched voice suddenly sounded from a corner.

"Wait a minute......

As soon as these words came out, they were shocked, and everyone's eyes looked towards the source of the voice.

Several spotlights hit the man's body in succession, but he saw that it was an old man who was nearly seventy years old, with gray hair, got up from between the seats with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly in the direction of the ring.

This person is Hu Jinyang, a peerless master invited by the Guan family, the second largest family in Jiangcheng.

When Hu Jinyang got up, Guan Tianlang and Guan Yunhao, who were sitting not far away, rubbed their hands excitedly, the father and son as the abbot of the tournament of the banker, relying on the guidance of Hu Jinyang and Mr. Yan, the two masters, can be said to have made a lot of money.

This battle was his first battle after 30 years of penance in the mountains, and it was also the battle in which he Hu Jinyang became famous all over the world.

As long as the Indian Ah San is knocked down, after that, his Hu Jinyang's name will spread throughout China, and everyone knows it.

At this moment, Hu Jinyang is also a little irrepressible excited, it has been thirty years, and today is the day to witness his achievements in the past thirty years......

"Old Hu, come on, you will definitely win!" Guan Tianhao clapped his hands excitedly and laughed wantonly.

At this time, from behind Tan Ye, a pair of casual eyes looked towards Hu Jinyang and the people behind him, and finally found the target he had been looking for.

These people are very hidden, they hide in an inconspicuous corner, and make a fortune in a muffled voice.

And when Ge Yu's eyes fell on the white-haired old man, he couldn't help but nod secretly, yes, he is indeed a master, looking at this walking posture, he is a peerless master who has broken through the peak of the inner family's exercises, and I am afraid that he is close to the realm of returning to the basics.

Such a person is even much stronger than ordinary cultivators, and the Guan family has taken great pains to find such a person.

The fourth more is really tired this time.,I've been pestered by the child for a long time.,The weekend update is a little late.,I'm sorry.,Tomorrow is a new week.,Voting doesn't stop.,More than updates.。

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