Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Fat Master Wants to Fight Ten (Asking for Push)

The Titan potion is red in color and is as charming as a ruby.

"Three fat, are you sure you want to have one now?"

Li Jin shook a small red potion in his hand and asked the three fats.

"Boss, I'm ready, let the three fats experience what it feels like to be a giant."

The three fat patted the plump chest and said.

Li Jin shook his head while holding the giant god potion.

It's a pity to take a 3 million giant potion just to test the effect, the key is that there is no opponent who can't reflect the effect.

It's not appropriate to run to hunt mutant beasts now, by the way, I heard that there are martial arts arenas in the military department, and there are also ring competitions, so that martial artists can hone their martial arts skills through competitions, stimulate fighting spirit, and improve their strength!

"Three fat, let's go, let's go to the martial arts arena!"

Li Jin said to the three fats, only in the competition can the effect of the potion be exerted.

Not long after Li Jin took the three fats to the martial arts arena, a young man with a thin body and messy hair hurriedly ran into the military mall.

"Vulcan, where is Vulcan?"

The young man looked around, then anxiously asked a shopping guide.

When the female shopping guide saw this young man with messy clothes and hair, not only was she not disgusted, but replied very respectfully: "The god of fire bought a giant god potion, and took a fat man with him, as if he went to the martial arts arena of the military headquarters. ”

"Titan's potion?"

The young man laughed and hurried out again.

The military arena is bustling with activity.

In the middle of the huge arena is a circular ring with a diameter of about 100 meters, and the floor of the ring is made of alloy steel, which is extremely strong.

At this time, there were two people fighting fiercely in the ring, one of them was a strong man warrior who was two meters tall and wore a camouflage combat uniform and vest.

A referee quickly ran to the ring, took the microphone and said to the many martial artists under the ring: "Congratulations to Zhan Xiong for his nine consecutive victories, the prize money in the ring has accumulated to 30 million, is there anything else to challenge?" As long as you pay 3 million, you can take 30 million if you win the war bear, you can't miss the opportunity, as long as you are a martial artist under the martial arts, you can go to the ring to challenge! ”

The entry fee of 3 million, as long as you win the champion, you can get 30 million, this gambling fight is cost-effective, but there are many martial artists under the ring, but there is no one who really has the courage to go on stage.

"The strength of the war bear is too strong, and there are almost no opponents under the Martial Sect. In particular, his fighting combo is too powerful, strong and fast, and after hitting one move, he will be hit by a series of terrible blows, and none of the previous challengers can survive five moves! ”

There is a martial artist, although the curtain is a huge bonus, but if you lose, you have to pay 3 million, the opponent is too strong, and no one wants to go up.

"There are no taboo hand-to-hand combat matches, you can take potions, as long as you are not a martial artist, you can go on stage to challenge, 30 million prizes, what are you waiting for? Let's go on stage and fight! ”

In the ring, the referee was still agitating.

"Boss, 30 million bonus, let the three fats go and knock him down."

When San Fat heard the bonus of 30 million, his eyes narrowed into a line, and now he is no longer the cowardly fat man.

"Go ahead, it's just a game, don't attack your opponent with mysteries!"

Li Jin commanded, very confident in the three fats.

In the eyes of everyone, the three fats got into the ring,

Zhan Xiong glanced at Sanfat, a little disappointed, in the tenth game of the ring, how could he get on such a fat opponent, so fat, can he fight?

At this time, the third fat looked at his opponent and said stupidly: "Can I really drink the potion?" ”

Zhan Xiong showed a look of disdain, it turned out that this fat man's combat effectiveness was not good, and he wanted to win by drinking potions!

Then he shook his hand and said magnificently: "Drink as much as you want!" ”

The gap between the combat power cannot be made up by potions, he believes that under the Martial Sect, it is difficult to have an opponent! Sanfat is here to send him money to brush up on his achievements.

Sanfat said heartlessly: "Actually, I can beat you without drinking medicine, but I just want to try the effect of the potion. ”

As soon as Sanfat's words came out, the audience suddenly became agitated.

"Where did this fat man come from, bragging and not playing drafts, the war bear has won nine consecutive victories, and he can still win the war bear with his fat appearance? I'm betting on a million bears to win! ”

A martial artist shook his head and said, looking at the appearance of the three fats, he is not a master, but he still likes to brag.

"If you want to drink medicine, you can drink medicine, and you don't want to drink it? Aren't you afraid of losing face if you lose! What kind of scene to say. I bet on three million fat people to lose! ”

Many warriors are not used to seeing the three fats talking in the ring.

Sanfat looked aggrieved, he just said the truth, why did he attract so much hatred!

He stopped talking at the moment, unscrewed the bottle of the giant god potion, and drank it clean like water.

After Sanfat drank the potion, his skin became red, and he was still steaming, and then his body was taller inch by inch, and he swelled inch by inch, and soon grew from a round ball of more than one meter to a big ball of more than three meters, and his momentum also increased a lot!

"It turned out that I drank the Titan Potion! No wonder you dare to take the stage to challenge the war bear! ”

There were warriors in the audience who suddenly realized.

"Three million giant god potions, I can't tell if this fat man is still a local tyrant!"

Some warriors booed, local tyrants are local tyrants, the entry fee is three million, the medicine is three million, and the six million are thrown out just to play on stage.

"The difference in strength is there, this fat man is at most the strength of the middle level of the martial artist, and he is not the opponent of the war bear after drinking the giant god potion!"

There is no shortage of martial artists with good eyesight in the martial arts arena, who can see the true strength of San Fat and are not optimistic about him.

"It's amazing, it's full of power!"

The three fat pounded his chest and said excitedly, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Come on, come on, the fat man stands still, let you make three moves! No...... No, three moves are not enough, let you make ten moves! ”

The three fat faces were extremely excited, looking down at the two-meter-tall war bear and saying, he who was cowardly before suddenly became extremely flamboyant!

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the war bear, as a strong man, how could others underestimate him, he was furious at the moment, the muscles of his whole body bulged, and he clenched an iron fist, as if a violent bear pounced on food, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and a punch hit the stomach of the three fats, and even the air was shattered by this punch, and the sound of breaking the sky clearly reached everyone's ears.

"It's over, that fat man has suffered a lot, the war bear is notoriously short-tempered, it is not ashamed to dare to provoke the war bear, this time the war bear will definitely not leave his hand!"

The warriors in the audience expressed their silence for the three fats!

However, the scene that everyone expected was that the war bear flying three fats did not appear.

I saw that the war bear punched the stomach of the three fats, which did not make the three fats shake a little, but the fist was stuck in the flesh and could not be pulled out.

War Bear was stunned for a moment, exerted all his strength, and the other fist also blasted over.

However, the result was that both fists were sucked into the flesh and could not move.

It was the first time that Zhan Xiong had encountered such a strange thing, his fist power was close to 10,000 kilograms, and it had no effect on the three fats!

The three fats smiled, stretched out two fingers unhurriedly and gestured, and said, "Two moves!" ”

Then the fat on his stomach flicked, and the two-meter-tall strong body of the war bear was bounced away dozens of meters!

"There are eight more moves!"

War Bear got angry, put away his contempt for the three fats, rushed over, and swept on the calves of the three fats, he learned his lesson, and no longer attacked the places where the three fats had a lot of meat, but attacked him under the plate.

The three fat lines did not move, as if they were rooted in the earth.

The war bear made one move after another, attacking like a storm.

"Six moves, seven moves...... Ten tricks! ”

The three fat huge meat hands grabbed the body of the war bear, and with a slap, the war bear suddenly fell to the ground, and then the three fat sat down.

And then...... There is no then.

The war bear foamed at the mouth and fell unconscious!

The entire martial arts arena was silent for a moment, and they all looked stupid, this fat man was so powerful! It's just that the way of fighting is a bit weird.

At this time, the three fats slowly moved the big fart^ strand away from the war bear, and then the small eyes scanned the audience, and roared very domineeringly: "Who else is not convinced?" The fat man wants to fight ten! ”