Chapter 1232: Facing the God of War

They didn't want the boss of the boxing stadium to come forward to fight, so they gave an extra 10 million and asked Ye Wudao to give up the challenge.

However, Ye Wudao came for the boss of the boxing stadium this time, how could he give up.

Ye Wudao: "No." ”

"I made a total of one move just now, and I'm not tired."

The person in charge's face was almost black.

Fuck, that's the case.

They didn't have any physical strength at all.

Not long after, a lean man stepped into the ring.

Although the man is thin and not tall,

However, the murderous aura faintly released from his body was not flattering.

The person in charge of the boxing ring hurriedly walked over to the lean man: "Boss, it's he who wants to challenge you." ”

Well.

The lean man nodded and motioned for the head of the ring to go down.

And he walked to Ye Wudao's side: "Just now I passed the monitoring and saw Your Excellency's wonderful performance. ”

"I have to admit that you are a one-in-a-million master."

And Ye Wudao looked at the lean man, his brows furrowed.

This person's body shape is very different from the Muay Thai boxing champion he is looking for.

Guess the boss can change his appearance, but he can't change his figure.

There is only one explanation,

The person in front of him is not the boxing king.

The real guess bully may have run away,

Leave the lean man to maneuver with him, stalling for time.

Ye Wudao said indifferently: "Who are you?" Where's Guess Ba? ”

The lean man shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't know who you said about Guess Ba." ”

"Aren't you going to challenge me? Come on. ”

The lean man's body shook, and his muscles swelled suddenly.

In an instant, his body swelled twice as much, and he burst his shirt.

I'll go!

The crowd boiled.

The body instantly swelled twice as much, which is the sign of the god of war.

He turned out to be a god of war!

The god of war is the most powerful existence among the warriors,

This time, Ye Wudao met an opponent.

"Pick me up!" The lean man strode forward and rushed towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao shook his hand casually, and four silver needles shot out,

In the middle of the limbs of a lean man.

The lean man is just a yellow-rank god of war, the lowest existence in the god of war,

Naturally, he was not the opponent of Ye Wudao, a top-level heaven-level god of war.

The lean man fell to his knees, unable to move the slightest!

Hiss!

Next Olympics!

I was dazzled!

That's impossible!

The crowd exploded again.

Ye Wudao didn't even touch each other,

Just a flick of your hand,

The dignified god of war-level powerhouse was shocked and knelt down to apologize!

Is he using immortal arts?

There are only immortals in the world, and you can subdue the god of war without contact.

The size of the silver needle that Ye Wudao displayed was too small, so this group of people didn't notice it.

The lean man is also stupid.

In the whole world, there is only one person who can cast the silver needle so accurately.

He is the world-famous handsome?

Oh my god, how did the god find this little place?

Ye Wudao squatted down and said indifferently: "Tell me, what is your relationship with Chaiba?" ”

"Where's Guess Baba now?"

The lean man shuddered, "I...... I'll admit that I'm a disciple of Chaiba. ”

"Just now, the master said that a distinguished guest will come to him later and ask me to help receive him."

"Presumably, you are the guest of honor that the master said."

"My master guessed where the bully was, I really don't know. He finished his order and left. ”

Damn it!

Ye Wudao clenched his fists,

Guess Ba really guessed that he was coming back, so he ran away in advance.

Ye Wudao stared at the lean man murderously: "I'll give you one last chance, tell me where your master is." ”

"Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"