Tsering Dorjee also moved quickly, and a sideways fist flashed through Gao Ge, and his left hand grabbed his wrist.

Gao Ge only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if he was being clamped by an iron tong, and he couldn't move an inch.

Gao Ge did not hesitate, twisted his wrist downward, and suddenly twisted hard in the direction of Tsering Dorjee's left thumb, who was grabbing his wrist.

No matter how strong Tsering Dorjee's hand was, the strength of one thumb alone could not stop Gao Ge's full strength, and he was instantly broken free by Gao Ge.

As soon as Gao Ge's left hand was out of Tsering Dorjee's control, he took advantage of the situation to twist his thumb and squeeze it in his palm, and shook it suddenly.

I only heard a crisp sound of "click", and Tsering Dorjee's thumb joint had been pinched off.

This series of quick and accurate small movements all comes from a traditional small grappling routine called "Splitting Muscles and Wrong Bones".

As a lover of ancient culture, Xiaobian Gao Ge also once followed a senior brother when he was a graduate student, and practiced a lot of ancient boxing and grappling techniques.

"Ah!" Tsering Dorjee roared, but there was no trace of pain in the roar, but it was full of a kind of madness.

He poked his right hand into his arms, only to see a flash of light, he had already pulled out a dagger, and stabbed Gao Ge in the chest like lightning, who was clutching his left hand.

The two were grappling, and they were so close that the dagger stabbed Gao Ge in the chest in the blink of an eye.

Gao Ge hurriedly shook off Tsering Dorjee's left hand, took a step back with his chest, Tsering Dorjee's arms were short, and the dagger stabbed into the air.

Without waiting for Tsering Dorjee to withdraw, Gao Ge had already pinched his wrist with his right hand, and with a twist of his left hand, his right hand had already twisted his wrist into a very awkward angle.

At the same time, Gao Ge stumbled under his feet, and Tsering Dorjee stumbled and fell to the ground on his back.

Gao Ge rode on Tsering Dorjee, his hands still clutching his dagger's right wrist.

"Ahh

Tsering Dorjee roared angrily, and his left hand, which could no longer squeeze his fist, was against his right hand, and both hands worked together, desperately resisting the power of Gao Ge.

The two of them went up and down, and their hands were against each other, wrestling desperately.

"Ahh

"Ahh

His eyes were already blood-red, and a stream of blood flowed from each of the corners of his eyes, dripping down his cheeks, which was the result of the bursting of the micro-blood vessels in his eyes, which was also a sign that the blood rage had reached its peak.

Although the opponent was blessed with blood rage, Gao Ge used his strength from top to bottom, naturally dominating, and the sharp dagger slowly but resolutely rotated, and finally turned to a downward angle, facing Tsering Dorjee's chest.

Under the wrestling between the two sides, the dagger trembled all the way and slowly stabbed downward, the downward trajectory was almost imperceptible, but it did get lower and lower, closer and closer to Tsering Dorjee's chest.

It seemed that it was only a breath, and it seemed that a century had passed, and the tip of the snowy knife finally touched Tsering Dorjee's breastplate.

"Squeak!" The sharp dagger pierced the thick breastplate with a series of teeth-inducing metal grinding sounds.

"Ahh

But at this time, Gao Ge was silent, only his face was hideous, his eyes were like eating people, he gritted his teeth viciously, and he pressed all his strength on this small dagger.

"Bantam Tiger! Hurry up and admit defeat!" A middle-aged man in a strong suit threw himself under the ring and shouted loudly.

Tsering Dorjee turned a deaf ear.

The "creaking" sound of metal friction was incessant, and the dagger slowly pierced into Tsering Dorjee's chest.

Suddenly, Gao Ge felt the dagger in his hand shake slightly, and he knew that it was the dagger that stabbed the opponent's sternum, and then the heart was pierced.

At this moment, Tsering Dorjee's blood-red eyes faded from madness and regained clarity.

"If you admit defeat, you will be spared. Gao Ge himself didn't know why he suddenly said such a sentence.

"Never!" Tsering Dorjee replied without hesitation, his eyes full of determination.

"As you wish!" Gao Ge suddenly exerted force, Tsering Dorjee, who had lost the blessing of blood rage, was no longer able to resist, and the dagger drove straight in, completely piercing his chest, and the handle of the knife reached the breastplate, and he could no longer move an inch.

Tsering Dorjee's body tightened suddenly, and then he softened like a deflated ball, kicked his feet, and his two thick arms weakly released the handle of the knife that he had been holding tightly, and slid softly.

Tsering Dorjee opened his mouth slightly, and whispered out a series of vague and strange sentences, his tone was full of piety and relief, and his rough facial features were strangely calm and attentive at this time.

Tsering Dorjee slowly tilted his head and slowly closed his eyes, the blood stains on the corners of his eyes were still dry.

Gao Ge slowly stood up, but there was silence all around, and in the blink of an eye, there were many scenes of flesh and blood flying, but he had never seen someone who died slowly like this, and the audience couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

With a long exhale, Gao Ge paused deeply at Tsering Dorjee's body, this opponent deserves respect.

"Thunderbolt Tiger wins!" sang the pointy-hat referee on a small platform at the same height on the side of the ring as a gong.

"Bang, bang, bang......" Applause rang out from some corner, and the applause quickly spread from scattered to deafening, mixed with shrill whistles and cheers.

"Thunderbolt Tiger, well done!"

"Awesome, Thunderbolt!"

"It's worthy of the Tiger Clan!"

......

In the sound of the tsunami in this mountain, Gao Ge had no expression at all, he jumped off the high ring with a "Teng" sound, and walked towards the iron gate that was slowly opening when he came.

Behind him, several barbarian slaves were hurrying towards him carrying a thick log, and they wanted to replace the giant tree that had been broken by Tsering Dorjee and repair the ring as fast as possible for the next battle.

Tsering Dorjee's body will also be immediately carried away by the Hongtu Fighting Group to which he belongs.

Everything is going according to plan, in this big arena, dead people are the most common thing, and it is also the most popular thing to see, the audience will soon forget about the dead fighters, and there are always new stars.

Among the countless gazes that followed Gao Ge's figure, a thoughtful gaze shot from the high main stand, with a faint curiosity and some struggle in his eyes, until Gao Ge's figure disappeared into the small door on the side wall of the arena, and this gaze was retracted.

......

The first battle of the Hongtu Fighting Group was to lose the strongest fighter in the group, which was completely enraged, and the next two battles were extremely fierce.

Although the two fighters who appeared next in the Hongtu Fighting Group tried their best, their strength was obviously not on the same level as Tsering Dorjee, and Niu Tong and Ape Flash fought hard and defeated them respectively.

After these two fierce battles, the two fighters of the Hongtu Fighting Group were seriously injured, and Niu Tong and Ape Flash also showed some color, but fortunately they were only skin injuries.

But no matter what, the team won all three of their games on their debut, and the situation is very good.

The next day, the Champion Rivalry will face the Longwei Rivalry, which was second only to Hongtu in the previous group stage.

This time, Gao Ge was the first to play again, but the battle ended quickly.

As soon as the drums of the battle sounded, before Gao Ge could put on a stance, the Longwei pig warrior who was fighting him grinned and jumped out of the ring with a backflip.

"Thunderbolt Tigers win!" announced the sharp-hat referee loudly as a gong sounded.

"Long Wei, I'll fuck your eighteenth generation ancestor!"

"Damn, I really don't want to be embarrassed to get out. ”

"Alright, alright, I expected them to do this. ”

There was an uproar in the stands, and the audience scolded Longwei one after another.

Gao Ge was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, and jumped out of the ring.

Longwei is actually right to do this, a group can only qualify for two teams, their strength was originally smaller than Hongtu and Kuishou, and there is little hope of qualifying.

But yesterday Hongtu and the leader of the dead, heavy losses, the main force is either dead or wounded, the strength of the greatly reduced, if Longwei can save the strength in the competition with the leader, even if he loses, but as long as he can defeat the next day is not the same as the past Hongtu, the same can qualify.

Sure enough, the next two battles were the same, Longwei conceded defeat as soon as the battle started, although the audience's cheers were shocking, but they couldn't help it, and the clever use of the rules was originally a tactic.

The winner, who won 3-0 in both games, has already qualified for the tournament and is the first seeded team to advance to the knockout round.

The next day is the battle between Hongtu and Longwei, the leaders who have been promoted have no event, and the next day is an off-season, and the next knockout stage of the battle sequence will be decided by drawing lots on this day, so, on the night of the victory over Longwei, the leaders are very relaxed, because, the next two days can rest.

But when they got together for dinner, the atmosphere became weird, especially Niu Tong, who looked absent-minded, laughing to himself from time to time while eating, and his expression was a little trivial.

"Brother Niu, what's wrong with you?" Ape Flash was the first to notice Niu Tong's strange appearance, and while chewing, he poked Niu Tong next to him with his elbow and asked.

"Hehe, according to my years of experience in participating in the Jiahua Competition, tonight, there is a good thing!" Niu Tong lowered his voice and said mysteriously, his eyes full of excitement.

"What's a good thing?"

"Do you want to play with women?" Niu Tong asked Tanuki with a lewd smile.

"Think! I want to dream of it!" the raccoon swallowed in a deep breath, and the rest of the people stopped gobbling and focused their eyes on Niu Tong.

Women are an eternal topic among men.

Gao Ge couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Seeing everyone's curious eyes, Niu Tong was very proud, he coughed, cleared his throat, and said softly: "If I guess correctly, tonight, our brothers will have women to play." ”

"Oh!" everyone shouted in surprise and joy, and they all leaned their heads in front of Niu Tong.

"Moreover, it is a woman from the Central Plains. Niu Tong emphasized triumphantly.