Lent waited for a while, and seeing that no one was cleaning up the field, he kicked the fallen fighters and thugs off the field one by one.

They were already injured and broke a few more ribs, and they were still awake and moaning on the ground, and the unconscious ones were dragged away like dead dogs by the thugs in the field.

Lunt remembered the worst speakers, and continued to point with his fingers, this time, a full ten.

Of these ten people, none of them dared to play.

"Whew! Call! The silent audience became restless again, and without the help of the people in the fighting ring, the audience pushed and forced the ten people onto the field.

The owner nodded into the darkness, and a small fighter emerged from the shadows, his eyes cloudy.

It may work wonders against the big guys, the little guys, and the owner wants to win with dexterity.

"Boy, you have some ability, but it's nothing to defeat a few gangsters, this is my third-ranked boxing champion, tell your companions, and prepare for the future!" The owner of the field said loudly.

Lent is happy, he hasn't moved yet, and he beat the first batch of people with only five moves, and now let Rogge prepare the aftermath for him? Why?

"It's the first time I've seen someone stupider than me, hurry up, I'm getting bored." Lent scolded himself, but he didn't care, twisted his neck and turned his shoulders to prepare for the next battle.

The drums sounded again, and the ten people were more and more instigated by one another, all of whom did not dare to go up to the edge of the field.

The crowd booed, and this time the target was changed to Lunt's opponent.

A young thug finally couldn't bear the pressure of the boo, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he yelled and rushed towards Lent.

Lent punched him in the lower abdomen, smashing his internal organs into a mess, and the young thug spurted blood from his mouth and nose and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the people did not dare to step forward.

The owner of the field even threatened and incited: "It's not the first time you've come to watch a death fight, you should know the consequences of cowardice, right?" Don't waste time, even if you bite off a piece of his meat, it will be your glory! ”

Fight to the death, you may be able to live when you fight, but cowardice will be disposed of by the fighting field. These people were reminded by the owner, came to their senses, looked at each other, and determined the timing of the attack.

"Rush!" The little fighter shouted, and rushed towards Lent first.

With the leader, everyone seemed to have found the backbone, yelling to cheer themselves up, and attacked Lunt.

But this backbone only wanted to use them as a tool to lure the enemy, and did not want to lead them to besiege Lunt at all.

I saw that the speed of the little boxer was getting slower and slower, and gradually fell behind everyone, allowing the gangsters to contact before Lunt and wait for the opportunity to make a move.

His calculations were good, but these people still couldn't pose any threat to Lunt, and only one mid-level martial artist, Lunt punched four punches, and all the others punched one at a time.

And Lent plays very skillfully, and when everyone is knocked away by him, he will always fly to the path that the little boxer must attack. In other words, Lunt used the bodies of these thugs to block the fighters' offensive lanes, leaving him at a loss.

The last thug flew upside down, and Lent struck him in the jaw with a punch that shattered his jaw, leaving only three or two yellow teeth left.

There were only two Lent and the little fighter left on the field, and Lent didn't bother to wait and rushed towards him.

The fighter smiled grimly and made a defensive stance to confuse Lunt.

He's best at dealing with big guys like Lunt, especially when attacking, he can use his deft footwork and speed advantage to dodge attacks and then launch deadly counterattacks.

When Lent threw a punch, the fighter stared at the bowl of big fists, the corners of his mouth curled, and he was confident that he could dodge at this speed!

I saw that the fighter instantly withdrew his defensive stance and dodged under the arm on the same side of Lunte's punch, and his eyes never left Lunte's fist, and then he found out...... The speed of that fist was getting faster and faster, so fast that he couldn't dodge it, and so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all!

Deathmatch combat is not allowed to use strength, but the little boxer can't care so much, if he is hit by that heavy punch, he will be useless if he doesn't die.

And the signal of the owner just now, he understands, that is, no matter what means are used, Lunt must be killed!

So he was so lucky with his feet that he suddenly accelerated, and smashed a ferocious punch into Lunte's heart!

At such a close distance, the fighter was confident that he would be able to kill Lent in a sudden attack, and his smile grew more sinister as he looked up into Lent's face.

He wanted to see Lunt's desperate look before he died, and he liked to see his opponent's desperate expression.

However, all he saw was a face that was expressionless from concentration, and a fist that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Bang!" When the fist covered his entire field of vision, the immense force of the punch followed.

The little boxer was hit between the eyes by a heavy punch from Lent, his head hit the ground, and his energetic legs still moved forward, sending his lower body flying, his feet facing the air for a few seconds, and then folding over.

The fighter remained motionless, maintaining a comical posture. The pose is comical, but it shows just how strong his opponent is.

Lent retracted his fist and muttered to himself, "This is too slow, much slower than Sonia." ”

Lunt hated to meet Sonya the most during the team's battle training, the assassin girl was so fast that Lunt couldn't touch a corner of her clothes at all, and all the attacks were her afterimages.

After Sonya's training, Lent's own reaction speed has also improved, but he doesn't pay attention to it.

There was still no one on the field to clean up, and Lent was still the same, kicking the fallen people down one by one.

The main few people who insulted everyone have been dealt with, and no amount of Lent has been remembered, and a few of them who spoke ill of Madeleine to their face took special care of them, and if there was no light magician to treat them, they would definitely be crippled for life.

Instead of nodging people from the audience, Lunt pointed directly at the owner.

"Yo, in a hurry?" The owner didn't have the slightest wave of the little fighter's loss, and said calmly, "I said I'll fight you after three fights, but it's only two, you're not qualified!" ”

The owner clapped his hands vigorously, and a sexy woman with a hot body stepped out of the hidden room, licking her lips and winking at Lunte.

"yue~" Lent gagged and looked nervously at Madeleine, indicating that he had done nothing.

Madeleine looked at him expressionlessly, indicating that it would be up to her performance to see if she did anything.

Lent glared at the owner and turned his head away from the female fighter.

The owner of the field saw that Lunte's reaction was different from what he expected, he thought that Lent should be greedily staring at this superb stunner next to him, why didn't he even look at it?

But it doesn't matter, he let the female fighter appear in order to seduce Lent with his beauty, stimulate his lust and make him hesitate to make a move, and it can affect him if he doesn't look at it, and that's enough.

“…… Boy, dying at the hands of our Black Thorn Flower will be your last blessing, are you ready? Hahaha! ”

Nicknamed "The Flower of Black Thorns," the female fighter was unhappy with Lunte's performance, and since her debut, she has bewitched one opponent after another with her beauty, and she has been on the side of the rhythm in almost every fight.

But this tall and mighty young man on the field didn't even look at her squarely, and he was retching when he first saw her, which was simply unbearable humiliation for her!

The Flower of Black Thorns jumped directly from the stands to the field with her long legs, and the fabric on her whole body did not add up to more than a pair of pants, and her exposed toned body attracted the cheers and shouts of the rogue audience, and the hooligan whistle was endless.

Rog consciously turned his back to the fight ring and smiled at Philia and Orfina.

"You're a big man, you don't dare to look at me?" Unlike her toned body, the voice of the Black Thorn Flower is extremely enchanting, and it makes people think about it when they hear it.

Lent was full of excitement, goosebumps even appeared on his rough skin, and he still tilted his head sideways to ignore the flower of black thorns.

"Since you don't dare to look at it, let's die!" The Flower of Black Thorns was in a hurry, and directly ignored the rules and used her strength to pounce on Lunt like a female leopard!

The Flower of Black Thorns didn't use its fists, but its claws, and its knotted fingers, I don't know how many fighters' lives were lost!

The all-out pounce of the intermediate martial artist is still threatening, and Lent didn't look at the opponent, so his reaction was half a beat slower after all, and he couldn't dodge and could only block with his cross arms.

The Flower of Black Thorns clawed at Lent's arm and chuckled seductively.

With her past combat experience, this claw will definitely be able to destroy one of her opponent's arms, and the next battle will be no suspense.

However, her laughter reveals her place. Lunt's ears moved slightly, and he quickly threw a punch at the Flower of Black Thorns!

After all, the bewitching woman was also an intermediate martial artist, and she hurriedly returned her arms to protect her chest, and then was blasted out by a heavy punch!

The Flower of Black Thorns rolled and unloaded, and got up and vomited a mouthful of blood, and the arms supporting it trembled.

The woman was secretly frightened, and the sharp pain coming from the arm bones of her arms indicated that the bones were probably cracked, and the knuckles of the hand that clawed Lunt also hurt, as if they were grasping on ten thousand forged steel.

The flower of black thorns thought for a moment, and was shocked again.

Both sides were bare-handed and had no armor, and if she, an intermediate martial artist, could use her strength to feel so much pain after the claw blow, the opponent's strength must be more condensed and powerful than hers. This young man who didn't dare to look at her turned out to be a high-level martial artist!

"He's ......" The Flower of Black Thorns was about to report the key information to the owner, but she was silenced by the power of the charge.

But her arms were sore and numb, and her sexy and fiery body couldn't play a role.

Lent had already rushed over, and in a hurry, the woman gritted her teeth, picked up her long legs and kicked Lent straight down!

Lunt sensed the strong wind under his crotch, and hurriedly blocked it with the knee of his right leg, which hit the woman's foot with a shattered ball and twisted ankle.

"Ahh The Flower of Black Thorns let out a miserable scream, and when she saw Lunte raise her fist, she was about to throw it down, and hurriedly begged for mercy in the most pitiful and weak voice, "Let me go!" ”

Lent didn't have any pity, and the ruthlessness of the other party's attack on his lower body was not fake, which made Lent extremely angry.

He plans to have a dozen children with his beloved Madeleine in the future, but he can't be cut off in the hands of this hateful woman.

Lunt punched the Black Thorn Flower in the lower abdomen with all his might, shattering the stony floor beneath her with great force!

"Ahh Ahem......"

The Black Thorn Flower screamed, and its limbs quickly bounced up and down, coughing up a lot of blood.

The sexy girl's eyes rolled white, her upper body trembled like chaff, but her lower body was motionless like dead meat, and she thought that her lumbar vertebrae were all shattered.

The audience fell silent again.