Ye Yan and Feng Ming came to the extreme challenge arena, and with Ye Yan's concentration, they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the scene at this time. Because the impact was just too great.

At this time, the person who was fighting in the ring was a soul master in the middle stage of the two mirrors. Neither of them had that weapon, they all used their fists, and the sound of punches hitting the flesh was really exciting.

However, it is clear that the two have been fighting for a long time, and at this time it is already the end of the crossbow.

Of course, it was not this that shocked Ye Yan, but the current situation of the two.

At this time, the boxer in green clothes was already covered in blood. It's not an exaggeration to use the bruises all over the body.

The chest was hit by the other party, and Ye Yan roughly estimated that the sternum was broken at the very least. The arm was twisted off by the other party, and at the junction between the arm and the shoulder, only a layer of skin and flesh remained, which was only connected by this layer of skin and flesh. Otherwise, it would have fallen long ago.

There was blood all over his body, and a man's face was beaten worse than a pig's head. I don't know how many teeth have been knocked out, and my mouth keeps spitting blood.

The green-clad fighter is like this, and his opponent, the white-clad fighter, is no better.

The left side of the opponent's waist was broken, and the white bones were inserted, which looked so oozing under the bright red plasma. From the left side of the waist to the navel, the entire part of the flesh is blurred. Blood flowed out like a fountain, as if it was not your own blood.

The knee of the left leg seemed to be broken, and the entire calf could not be forced, and the white-clothed boxer was in the ring at this time, jumping and dodging the opponent's attack.

It was as if he had been hit the head, his head was dizzy, and his body was shaking all over the place during the fight.

The injuries suffered by the two were both half a pound and eight taels, and until now, it is difficult to see who will win and who will lose.

Ye Yan looked at it for a while and said, "Alas, that white-clothed boxer lost." It's a pity. ”

"Hmm. That's right, the ** power of this thing is too weak. Feng Ming also agreed with Ye Yan's words.

"yes. The cultivation of these two people is both in the middle stage of the human mirror, and they were originally hard to be half a catty, but now that their soul energy is exhausted, the two of them only have the power of **. However, the green-clothed boxer is obviously much stronger than the white-clothed boxer. There is no suspense in this game. Ye Yan said.

"Huh. In the final analysis, it is the strength of the human body itself that is important, no matter how powerful the soul qi is, after all, it is only the qi of heaven and earth, not its own strength. There was a bit of pity in Feng Ming's words. That kind of power that destroys the world can't be used by me, and it's very humiliating.

However, Ye Yan was very contemptuous, you said no, but seeing the entire Shenlong Town, you alone are very good at cultivation. It's almost a cultivation that forgets to sleep and eat, and you are still saying this.

Sure enough, after the two talked, it didn't take long for the white-clothed boxer to hold on after all, and his speed of action was much slower, and the green-clothed boxer seized the opportunity, hit the temple, and immediately collapsed.

Suddenly, some screamed, some exclaimed, some roared, and some were in pain. The one who wins the money smiles, and the one who loses the money calls his father and scolds his mother.

"Alright, you can go to the competition. Ye Yan turned around and said lightly.

Hearing this, Feng Ming swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said, "What, I think we should change." You fight in the ring, I bet on it. ”

"I fight in the ring, I pay the money, and then you bet on the money, and if you win, do you want to?" Ye Yan looked at Feng Ming with the eyes of an idiot in his clothes and asked.

"It's not. Well, you've seen it too, what kind of game is this game? It's just enemies meeting and fighting. I won this game, it's easy, but what about the end?In case of a strong person in the middle of the Yellow Rank of the King Realm, or above, I won't be dead?With ** strength, how can I beat such a strong person?" Feng Ming explained.

"If you can't beat it, I can beat it?" Ye Yan almost jumped up when he heard this.

"Hehe, although your strength is only in the middle of the advanced human mirror, I have seen that with your means, the challenge of skipping the level is not a problem at all. The peak powerhouse of the human mirror is definitely not your opponent. So you go up and it's much safer than I am. Feng Ming explained with a smile.

Ye Yan looked at Feng Ming's handsome face with a grin, and he had the urge to go up and smash a punch.

"Hey. Second brother, I know, Lun Xiuwei, among our three brothers, you are the weakest, but in terms of leapfrogging challenge ability, even in the entire Shenlong Town, you are second to none. So, this sacred task is entrusted to you. Feng Ming said very generously, and Ye Yan, who listened to it, wanted to smash this shameless cheeky thing to death.

"Twenty-eight. Ye Yan said lightly.

"What twenty-eight?" the wind was puzzled.

"Twenty-eight points. You two, I eight!" Ye Yan emphasized.

"What?!" Feng Ming jumped up and said, "Why am I two and you eight?"

"Why? Why are you embarrassed to say? I went up to box, and I paid for it myself, and in the end I had to share five or five points with you, how fucking cheap I am!" Ye Yan almost wanted to tear the shameless goods in front of him alive.

Why do you say it? I contribute my own efforts, I still pay for my own money, and then I have to bother with you, and in the end, I have to share five or five points with you? Am I stupid? Or am I cheap?

"That's not going to work, twenty-eight is too little. Feng Ming didn't agree. Twenty-eight? That's too little, isn't it?

"No, forget it, I'll go to Ye Xiao, I'll be happy to do this compared to that thing." Ye Yan gave up today's game without hesitation.

"Damn! You're ruthless! Twenty-eight is twenty-eight!" Feng Ming said through gritted teeth.

"Don't be so sad and angry. You're also going to have to come up with a little bit of private money. If I don't let you bleed, how can I rest assured?" Ye Yan said.

"Damn, then you're going to give me two percent?" Feng Dashao was very unhappy. But there is no way.

"It's for your own good, too. The more money you come up with, the more you achieve, the more you can win. Ye Yan said very calmly.

"And what if I lose it?" asked Feng Ming.

"Fuck off. What do you lose? You lose more than I lose, maybe my life will also be lost. As soon as he heard this, Yi Ye Yan's concentration couldn't help but jump up and scold!

"Who made you like to play so much?" muttered Fengming quietly.

"What did you say?" Ye Yan asked.

"No, it's nothing! I said that you are talented, handsome and dashing, graceful, and the jade tree is in the wind. God let my pig die, and I won't let you die. Feng Ming raised his head, and immediately there was a wild praise. Praise with depreciation, depreciation with praise.

"Alright, let's go and bet. I'm going to sign up. Ye Yan beckoned impatiently and wanted to walk to the ring registration area. (To be continued.) )