At this moment, Raels finally understood why the god of war was called the god of war, because the more they fought, the more they fought, and only by fighting with opponents who were stronger than themselves could they make themselves stronger.

"Okay, since you're so strong, then I'll see how powerful you are, a person who has fought hard for one hundred and ninety-nine battles!

Raels stomped his foot suddenly, and the previous energy wave with anti-injury effect was covered around his body again, but for some reason, others couldn't see this energy wave, otherwise, they wouldn't have been so shocked that their eyes fell out.

"Little ghost, since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me for not giving the old guy a favor!"

Raels didn't appreciate letting himself strike first, and for Hingis, it was simply red. Bare. Naked insult, since the other party dared to insult himself in front of everyone, then there was no need for him to show mercy, after shaking his fist hard, Hingis went towards Raels angrily.

With every step he took, he lifted his legs high, and every time he landed, he shook the ground like a mountain. Fortunately, this ring is relatively strong, otherwise this foot will not be trampled into a foot deep by him.

Looking at the menacing Hingis who was walking towards Raels, the person who scolded him for being a fool before, couldn't help but shout, "This fool, let him not listen to the advice of the master, even at the level of ordinary players, dare to play, see if Hingis doesn't beat him into meat sauce!"

"Where is it enough to make meat sauce, just his body, I think Hingis can beat him into meat patties!"

In front of Hingis's massive frame, Raels was like a dwarven clansman, with no height advantage at all, and with his thin body, it was hard not to imagine that he would end up in a crushing defeat.

"Boom!"

In a series of loud noises that shook the mountains, Hingis also came to Raels's side, stretched out his fist, which was five times the size of an ordinary person's fist, and swung it at Raels's head violently.

"Whew!"

I don't know how much power this fist carried, and before it got close to Raels, Raels was actually blown by the wind brought by this huge force, and his face was hot, as if he had been whipped by a leather whip.

Such a huge fist, such a ferocious strength, almost made Raels unavoidable, the target of its attack, is not elsewhere, it is Raels's head, although Raels's body surface is covered with a layer of energy waves, but there is no head, this punch contains such a large amount of energy, if it is hit, Raels's head is also possible to blow up to pieces.

Fearing that this tragic scene would happen to him, when his fist was about to hit him, Raels seemed to be smeared with oil under his feet, and his figure flashed, and he brought a string of phantoms and came behind Hingis.

Seeing the afterimage of Raels getting closer and closer to his fist, Hingis thought that this was Raels's body, and couldn't help but shake his head regretfully, the old man had explained to him just now that he wanted to spare Raels a small life. His punch weighs tens of thousands of catties, not to mention hitting a person's head, even if a five-meter-thick steel plate is placed here, it will be broken by his punch.

"Old guy, you can't blame me for this, I let him attack first, he has to pretend to be forced, let me attack first, I can't blame me for this, and it's not that my punch is so powerful, but that ordinary people can't move their bodies under my fist style!"

"Little ghost, this is the end of pretending, you should remember it in your next life. ”

After shaking his head helplessly, Hingis finally smashed his huge fist on Raels's phantom, and sure enough, it was like hitting a real person, and the phantom's head suddenly burst after a punch.

frightened many viewers and immediately covered their eyes, although the competition in this mercenary field was a little bloody, but no one had been overblown in this, especially like the scene in front of them, which made people blow their heads without avoiding it.

Even the audience, who had scolded Raels for not listening to dissuasion, were speechless at this moment.

"His ...... The head...... Unexpectedly...... Correct...... By...... Burst ......"

"Old guy, I grass your eighteenth generation ancestor, the lifeblood of Lao Tzu!"

At the moment when Raels Phantom's head exploded, Li Fatzi, who grabbed the old man, slammed him to the ground, and no matter what the old guy's body was, as soon as he sat on the ground, he beat him violently.

You know, Fat Li has 300 catties, 300 catties!

Being pressed by such a person, even if the old man practiced it when he was young, he couldn't stand it, not to mention that he is an old bone now.

At this time, he was simply tossed by Fat Li, and his lungs were about to explode.

His eyes were red from congestion, and he kept clenching his fists in pain, and scolded angrily there: "Xin...... Lucky...... Si, I*** grass...... Large...... Person...... Don't even think about the belt!"

At this moment, the old man made up his mind that no matter the cost, he would not let Hingis get the Giant belt.

As for the little white hand before, he also rushed in at the moment when the Raels Phantom was blown up.

Seeing the vandalized phantom, he immediately fell to his knees on the ground, where he wept bitterly, "My hand! Who made him on the stage, who is it!"

With tears in his eyes, he looked up to the sky and screamed as if he had died and was bound to avenge his relatives.

"You don't have to scream, it's this old man!"

Although Li Fatzi didn't look back at who the person who was shouting at the sky, he knew who this person was, and as soon as the other party's shout started, he stretched out his thick arm and waved it in mid-air.

"Okay, you old man, you actually sent my savior to this, see if I don't beat you to death!"

Hearing this voice, he rushed in the direction of Li Fatzi regardless of the fact that he had found the murderer of his relatives.

As for the next, only a miserable howl could be heard, and there were fists and scolding from Li Fatzi's place.

The miserable voice, as if a woman in a family had been wheeled by dozens of big men, the people not far away kept wrinkling their noses and said regretfully: "That old man is so miserable, he was turned by two men at the same time, but that old man is lucky enough, at such an age, there are still men interested in him!"

"Hahaha, the Giant's Belt is mine, the Giant's Belt is mine!" Knocking out the afterimage of Raels in one fell swoop, Hingis thought he had won the victory, pinching his waist with one hand and covering his stomach with the other, and laughed out loud in the sky there.

"Do you think you've won?" a faint voice suddenly came from behind him, and although there was no aggressive element in it, it made Hingis feel cold.

"Why does this sound so familiar? Could it be that little ghost?" Hingis frowned, and soon he thought of something, "Oh no, that little ghost is behind me!"

Reflexively, his fat fist, with his head turned back, with a strong wind, and swung towards the place where the sound behind him came from.

Unlike before, there seemed to be a golden halo on the fist of his punch.

"That's martial arts!

The appearance of this golden halo immediately made the knowledgeable people in the onlookers shout.

Martial arts are not uncommon for people who practice martial arts, but for these mercenaries who rely on performing tasks to eat and eat, it is a rare thing, it is said that a mercenary can not buy a suitable martial arts for himself after working all his life, and by the time they buy it, they are too old to practice.

Hingis has played more than 190 games here and already has a part of the audience, but what these viewers didn't expect was that they didn't see Hingis play from the first game to the 199th game, and they didn't expect him to perform it at this moment.

"Could it be that the little ghost is too strong, forcing him to use martial arts?"

"Don't be naïve, how strong can that little ghost be, he has no body, no strength, he can dodge Hingis's previous move, it is entirely because of his luck, and there is another possibility that he is too short, Hingis's punch just made him drill the gap and escape to Hingis's back. ”

The people who said these words didn't feel ashamed, Raels's height was indeed a little shorter than Hingis's, but standing in front of them, it was also a typical rich and handsome, but Raels didn't have money, and he usually lived so sloppily.

However, it has to be said that they are the hardcore of Hingis. Raels was able to bring up a string of afterimages before Hingis hit him, I have to say how fast his movement speed is, if nothing else, that kind of speed, even as the highest-ranking paladin among knights, will not be so easy.

These guys actually attributed Raels's ability to dodge that blow to him because he was short, and they were quite creative.

"Since it wasn't that little imp who forced Hingis to use his martial arts, then why did Hingis use his martial arts?"

"You don't need to think about it, Hingis will win 200 consecutive victories after this fight, according to the rules of the tournament, in addition to getting a high reward for winning 200 games in a row, you can also get the legendary giant belt, you say, Hingis has received such a rich reward, will he fight again? If according to me, Hingis's martial arts should be a hidden killing move, ready to deal with opponents who are stronger than him. It's a pity that he met such an opponent in the hundredth game, and he performed this trick completely to have a gorgeous curtain call!"

"I see!"

Hearing these people's explanations, the hardcores, who had been confused before, finally understood what was going on, and when they turned their eyes to the ring, Hingis's halo fists actually split into several pieces, and they shook up and down in front of Raels.

also shook up and down with these fists, and Raels, who was facing the fists, was also sucked by the suction brought by the up-and-down shake, and shook up and down with the fists.

"Toot toot!"

"Click, click!"

The frequency of the shaking fist was extremely fast, like a woodpecker pecking, and soon devoured Raels attached to it. (To be continued)