I'll admit that this kid is a bit of a, but it's no wonder that I like to pretend. As soon as Wuding Kaishan comes out, even if it is on the list of Dark Tigers, you have to be careful...... I can confirm that there is no cheating in the first game, because, this kid is crazy at all! I didn't expect that such a superb pig was also found by you, and dared to pull into the bloody arena, to be honest, I still admire you very much, the courage is so fat! Hehe, there is a third game, you don't want to run, spit out all the things that have eaten Lao Tzu, hahaha...... 'Lao Baimao continued. On the side, the pig boss who lost Yuan Jing in the first game suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

'Hey, hey, hey...... Hahahaha...... 'Chen Ban' looked at Yan San who was drowning in his fists and feet, and suddenly burst into a combination of sinister laughter and wild laughter, making several pig bosses look at each other.

"Laugh at your mother, laugh, pretend to be crazy and stupid and run away?, honestly spit out Lao Tzu's Yuanjing, bastard!" Lao Baimao pointed at Chen Ban'er and scolded.

I'll start with a question. Chen Ban'er said slowly.

"Release!" the old white hairy said, making a vague look, and the pigs around Chen Ban'er under his hands were doubled, and Chen Ban'er was even more difficult to fly now. As for what is meant by 'put', it naturally refers to telling Chen Ban'er to let go if he has a fart. This set of scolding kung fu is extremely familiar among several pig bosses, and it has reached the realm where a few words can be directly omitted.

'What if the pig I brought with me is killed?'

"I'll go to you, I'll kill you, I'll pay you for your funeral expenses or what?, at most, find a rag and throw it into the magma river...... ' Toothless Li suddenly slammed back.

And the old white hair and the pig boss with a little brain around him suddenly changed their faces. Chen Ban'er laughed and said, "I will take this pig to the end today, and if I am killed, there will be no third game!" This is the rule, I think everyone understands, people are dead, and they will not go up to the corpse to fight again, so I will compensate you for the second game! As for the third game...... I'm sorry, I'm still steaming steamed buns at home, so I won't play with everyone......

The old white hair changed miserably, turned his head and shouted to the middle of the field: 'Iron fist, keep people under you, don't kill ......'

Yan San was kicked into the air by the iron fist at this time, and then he was hit by a punch, and suddenly flew out like a broken sack, and the blood in his mouth spit out like money, half kneeling on the ground, deaf and pulling his head, seeing that the burp was cold.

'Hold the grass!!' The old white hair was angry and anxious, the sparse white hair on his head stood up, Chen Baner had already laughed wildly unabashedly, and generously took out the Yuan Jing, ready to compensate.

Lao Baimao has never won and feels so aggrieved, and Chen Baner has never lost and still feels so comfortable.

At this moment, the thin woman 'Lao Bustard', who was dressed in red and green, screamed and pointed straight at the field, and trembled: 'Not dead yet...... That kid is alive!'

Everyone turned their heads in unison, Chen Ban'er watched Yan San raise his head again, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, but with a smile on his face that even ghosts couldn't understand, he slowly stood up, his heart chuckled, his face was like ashes, and he trembled and muttered: 'Hold the grass?'

'Wha...... I didn't expect this kid to survive, I'll accept this kid if I don't adapt to the soil and water! Good job, dry daddy, come on, Han Ka San!' The toothless Li mouth leaked, screaming loudly, and talking incoherently.

The old white hair was even more excited that a few white hairs flew around, and roared: "The iron fist dog is hot, admit defeat, immediately, immediately, numbly!" Otherwise, I will let you accompany the 'old bustard' for eight days and eight nights......

Iron Fist didn't know if he heard it, standing stunned, Yan San staggered over, supported his palm on Iron Fist's face, and gently pushed, Iron Fist's heavy body collapsed, and he fell unconscious.

'Black Tiger...... Win!'

'Oh yes!' The audience erupted in thunderous cheers, especially the old white hair, jumping and jumping like an old monkey. Only except for Chen Ban'er, like a mourner, his face was so black that he could scrape off the ashes of two or two pots.

"Congratulations, congratulations, you are missing ears, you won the second game again! What to say, I really admire you, today I see that half of your missing ears feel so delicate and cute......

"That's it, Brother Ban'er has a unique eye, he really has a vision, dig a good seedling...... 'old bustard' can you lend me a thousand yuan crystal, and wait to pay you back a thousand two, hehehe......

A large group of people surrounded Chen Ban'er and said goodbye, looking at Chen Ban'er's black face as if looking at a fat sheep, and there were people next to him who shouted unabashedly: 'Go and get money, numb, kill the pig today, I look at that kid has one breath left, just blow it and fall, don't compare it in the third game, hehe, the Haikou with the lack of ears is wide, and you must play three rounds, isn't that giving us money?

Someone packed the Yuan Jing on the table for Chen Ban'er and sent it to his hand, but he was not greedy: after all, he was just a starter, and he might not wait for the heat to pay it out.

As soon as the table was empty, it was immediately filled with a large pile of metacrystals, and this fight was much more terrifying than the first game. The old white hair took out a small bag, stared at Chen Ban'er's eyes, put it on the table, and said, "This time it's really my coffin, you can eat it." Black Cow, you're on the next one!'

Chen Ban'er's body trembled, and his hand trembled and opened the old white hair's bet pouch, which was round and round with eight third-order citrine, and suddenly a heart fluttered, like falling into the abyss, but he couldn't sink to the end, and his despair was boundless.

A black iron man laughed and jumped into the room, Chen glanced at it blankly, and vaguely remembered that this bastard had also made a bet.

Except for the old white hair on the table, everyone else can only go down to two thousand at most, and even then it is stacked like a hill. Chen Ban'er only felt that these Yuan Crystals were pressing on the tip of his heart, and he was a little out of breath. The head is in a trance, a bit like a dream, but it's a nightmare.

'What's the way?' Chen Ban'er vaguely heard Yan San's voice, and said blankly: "Third-order body cultivation, born with boundless brute strength, once hugged a barbarian bull of the same rank to death. ’

'What martial arts?'

'No, it's brute force, and if you get caught, you're a dead ......'

Chen's ears were numb, so much so that he didn't see the disappointed expression in Yan San's eyes at all.

Five Ding open the mountain, five fists and five legs are different, the vitality is incredible, the strength of the emitted is also unpredictable, there are heroic and domineering, sharp and fierce, exquisite and treacherous, it can be said that it is the culmination of all the punches and feet that Yan San was beaten in front of him, these ten strokes are taken down, and the soul is divided into the ancient well without waves, and the five fists and five legs have already been used to exert force and the vitality to flow many methods into the soul sea, plus the understanding of Yan San's body, the stealing teacher has been completed, just wait for the aftermath to ponder carefully.

The price is Yan San's serious injury. It's not a fraud, even if a fourth-order master only defends and doesn't attack under the hands of physical cultivation, he will only end up seriously injured, not to mention that the 'Wuding Kaishan' of the Iron Fist seems to have some origins, and it is also a spiritual and physical double cultivation. In fact, the vitality of the iron fist has been exhausted after the special move, and the body can't bear the high-intensity consumption, and it stuns itself.

Even if he was seriously injured, Yan San was still concerned about whether the next opponent would be unlearned, and he was disappointed after hearing that Wu Niu only had brute strength. If Chen Ban'er knew what Yan San was thinking at this time, it was estimated that he would hold ten grasses in a row.

The black cow showed off his might in the field, showing off his black Zaza black oily muscles in a circle, which attracted cheers from the audience. Yan San stood not far from Chen Ban'er with his head half-bowed, with blood dripping from his mouth, and it seemed that he was about to wait for someone to blow out the lamp, pull out the wax, dig a pit and fill the soil.

There was a commotion for a while, but the old white hair urged the black cow to hurry up, and the black cow walked towards Yan San majestically, and the bones on his body made a chaotic noise, his muscles swelled by three points, and the clothes on his body made an overwhelming clicking sound, as if a monster was about to emerge from his body.

Yan San was motionless, and even a little unstoppable, in his soul sea, he kept deducing and groping Wuding Kaishan with a punch and a kick, but the main soul was doing it physically, attracting the spirit element blood element in his body, and following the imitation.

It is terrible for a man to indulge in one thing, and it is even more terrible to disturb a man to indulge in something.

Yan San was immersed in the mystery of the Vitality Rotation, and the discordant figure of the black cow broke into Yan San's dangerous range. A cold light flashed in Yan San's eyes, and the mad demon of heaven and earth suddenly launched, and the spirit yuan blood element of the whole body flowed rapidly along a specific route, and there was no momentum, and a punch stretched out, as casual as an ordinary person reaching out, touching the chest of the black cow.

Wu Niu originally spread his arms wide, like an eagle catching a chicken, ready to catch Yan San, crush his chest bones alive, and squeeze him to death on the spot, but Yan San was imprinted on his chest with a light fist. There was no great momentum, and I saw that the clothes on the back of the black cow suddenly snapped, and a round crack opened violently, revealing the flesh and skin, and the appearance of a fist with jagged phalanges stood out under the flesh, and where Yan San's fist touched, the chest of the black cow suddenly collapsed, and the body suddenly flew backwards, like a kite that was pulled backwards by someone pulling the line.

Flying straight out of ten meters, the black cow fell to the ground, his head drooped down, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground without movement.

The cheers stopped abruptly, and the old white-haired roar was choked in his throat, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, a little stunned.

Chen Ban'er was even more stunned, he was about to lose all his net worth, if the Phantom Scorpion didn't save him, he would be a debt that he couldn't pay off for the rest of his life...... Will the Phantom Scorpion really save him? Reward hundreds of thousands of yuan crystals? Chen Ban'er didn't dare to think about it, and the sky turned black when he thought about it. Immersed in this endless despair, Yan San had already come to him like a walking corpse and said, "Don't you want to leave?"

'Ah......h

Chen Ban'er screamed, more delicate and crisp than the 'old bustard', like a frightened quail, looked at Yan San in a daze, and finally came back to his senses after a while, hurriedly packed Yuan Jing on the table, tied a big burden, and ran away in a hurry.

Yan San followed behind unhurriedly, no one dared to stop him, and some people were even afraid of touching Yan San, so they shrank back sharply, and let the two of them go.

One punch.

With just one punch, the third-order physical cultivator burped on the spot, no, he didn't even let out a fart, and immediately hit the street.