"Your name is Yang Ding?"

The sturdy young man asked Yang Ding with an expressionless face.

"Yes, I am."

Yang Ding looked back, neither humble nor arrogant, and asked with some doubts, "What?" Do you know me? ”

In the face of Yang Ding's question, the sturdy young man was too lazy to answer, but just replied unquestioned: "Although I have no grudge against you, I will not keep my hand either, if your strength is not enough, then it is no wonder that I am not enough." ”

Yang Ding frowned, the other party seemed to have something to say, but before he could ask again, the referee in charge of this ring had already spoken:

"The Contest Begins"

Yang Ding concentrated, and had no choice but to withdraw his thoughts and concentrate on the competition.

As soon as Yang Ding put on a posture, he saw Yang Chen, a sturdy young man opposite, shouting angrily, his arms were bruised, and he was already running the exercises.

"The technique I practice is called the Fierce Blood Technique, which is a way to stimulate the qi and blood of the whole body to increase one's own strength, although this method is very powerful, but the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the time is very short, and it cannot last long..."

"I'm afraid this is not a fool!" Yang Ding rolled his eyes for a while, how could a normal person be fighting, but he exposed his fatal shortcomings to the enemy.

He was waiting for the call, but the other party was not in a hurry or impatient, and he was ready to talk to him while running the exercises.

Yang Ding believes that if he doesn't stop the other party in time, the other party may have to say how long it will take.

"Dude, can you pick and choose the key points when you speak? Or wait for the fight to end and then talk about it? Yang Ding said speechlessly.

"Okay! No problem. ”

Yang Chenchen nodded, changed his position, and then began to chatter again. "I just said that my technique is very vigorous and can't last, so I want to punch you first, okay?"

"What?" Yang Ding wanted to cry without tears, and the meaning of the fool on the other side seemed to be to let himself stand obediently and take his punch first, "It's really a fool to look at everyone stupidly, and I really think I'm a fool." ”

Yang Chen saw that Yang Ding's face was strange, but he didn't make a sound, for fear that Yang Ding would refuse his proposal, so he hurriedly added:

"Actually, I just want you to take my punch first, if you're okay, then you can give me a punch back, if you have something to do, then take the initiative to admit defeat, how about this?"

"You're a scoundrel......!"

Yang Ding had seen a thick-skinned one, but he had never seen such a thick one, so he had to reply to the absolute square in one bite, but when the words came to his mouth, he thought about it again.

The opponent's realm is only six layers of open pulse, even if it is a hard move from the other party, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, and one of the benefits of doing so is that it is conducive to hiding one's own strength, so as not to expose the true realm prematurely.

Although there was a certain risk of standing and taking a punch, it was worth the risk, so he nodded pretending to be embarrassed and said, "Then you should be lighter."

Yang Chenchen saw that Yang Ding agreed, and immediately said with great joy: "Okay, good, it will definitely be gentle." ”

"Then you make a move, right?" Yang Ding pursed his lips and pretended not to be very happy.

"Get ready to take it!"

Yang Chenchen had been working for a long time to wait for this moment, and he, who had fully activated the power of qi and blood, sent out the strongest blow he could have delivered so far.

"Bloody Palm"

Yang Ding looked at this menacing blow, his brows furrowed, deliberately showing a heavy look, pretending to stretch out his arm with great difficulty, but he could barely block it when the opponent's palm was about to touch him.

In fact, Yang Ding instantly operated the White Tiger Jin Gong Method, protecting the whole body, and with the improvement of the realm, the White Tiger Jin Gong Method has already been completed, and every move is like a tiger.

The attacks of the two slammed into each other with a "bang" sound.

"Ouch!" Yang Ding imitated the wail of being injured, and pretended to take a few steps back and sit on the stage.

And that Yang Chenchen was lying on the ground with a dirty face after flipping a few big heels, he was just about to get up, but then he heard a clattering sound of arm bones, which should be broken.

He looked at Yang Ding, who had slowly stood up at this moment, like no one else, and complained bitterly in his heart, obviously he was stronger than the other party in terms of momentum and strength, but in the end, the one who was more seriously injured became himself.

"Stand up, haven't you picked up my 'vampire fist'? Yang Ding walked to Yang Chen's side and urged with a grin.

"You...... It's too much of a deception! ”

As soon as Yang Chenchen heard that the other party was going to use a blood-sucking fist on him, he was so angry that he was smoking, his whole body was almost burning just now, where was there still blood for him to suck.

Yang Dingke didn't care so much, seeing that he couldn't get up lying down, he didn't pay attention to it, and he was about to send this blow to himself, Yang Chenchen was so frightened that his soul was scattered, and he suddenly shouted anxiously: "I admit defeat." ”

Hearing someone shouting to admit defeat, the referee, who had already been unable to watch from the sidelines, glanced at Yang Chenchen with disdain, and announced the victory or defeat of the game.

"Agreed!"

Yang Dingbing won this game bloodlessly, and thanked Yang Chenchen with a smile.

"You stay away from me," Yang Chenchen still had palpitations, and looked unwilling. "If it weren't for your blood-sucking palm that just restrained my blood technique, you would have been my defeated man."

"Oh? Really? "Then I don't need to use vampire fists another day, how about a competition? Yang Ding still said with a smile.

"No need, I will definitely go to you on the day when my blood trick is completed, Yixue is ashamed today," Yang Zhan struggled to get up, and did not forget to put two cruel words before leaving.

"What an interesting guy!" Yang Ding looked at the back of the other party's departure, smiled bitterly and shook his head, since he was the first to end here, so there was still plenty of time, so he looked at the other rings.

The other four rings are all in full swing at the moment, and the first ring is two young men who are both thin in shape, and the strength of the two is also very close, one of them is using a long magic weapon like a Mo knife, and he is chopping and chopping non-stop. The other was armed with a long sword, and he seemed to be able to move around with ease.

"The Modao boy is going to be defeated," Yang Ding only glanced at it lightly and stopped looking, obviously the result was already doomed, so thin but to make such a big magic weapon, if it couldn't be effective with one blow, he would be exhausted by the other party's delay.

Sure enough, the man who made Mo Dao see that he had no strength at all, and decisively stepped down to admit defeat.

"I'm a man!"

Yang nodded and looked at the second ring, where the duel had obviously just stopped.

A muscular man with a scar on his face had a bloodthirsty look on his face, and he was holding a human leg in his hand and laughing, completely ignoring the wailing people lying on the ground in front of him.

And the human leg in Scarface's hand, Hao Ran was torn off from the opponent's body, which shows that his methods are extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.