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On the ninth day, the second round of the preliminary round of the Imperial Prison Competition officially began. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's still on the bloody school field.

Before entering the school grounds, all the participating warriors sat in an iron cell with shackles and waited.

In the cell, there was a large group of brocade guards, and the whole team of twelve members of the third squad of the Bloody Demon Division was fully armed, and Wang Kangwang, who had been in charge of the diet of the participating warriors in the past few days, was also among the guards.

Yan Long leaned against the cold iron wall of the cell, sitting on the iron bench that was cold to the bone marrow, looking a little weak, his face was pale, but his forehead was slightly sweaty.

After a while, Wang Kangwang began to pace in the cell, reading aloud the order of the participating martial artists and the ring number of the competition.

When Yan Long was read, Yan Long also answered loudly. Wang Ganwang walked up to him and glanced at Yan Long's face, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

The roster has finally been officially announced.

Sure enough, as Jiang Wei said, Yan Long was against Sun Ke of the Beiyuan Gang.

Sun Ke was sitting diagonally opposite him at this time, his whole body was wrapped in an iron shell, leaving only a hole for breathing, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

On the school ground, three gun salutes were fired.

Participating warriors begin to appear!

......

Sun Ke is a very strange person, he was born in a wealthy family, but he ran away from home at a young age, wandered around, and was later taken in by Yang Wuyi, the helmsman of the Quanzhou branch of the beggar gang, and became a disciple, but Sun Ke killed Yang Wuyi three years later and fled everywhere. After that, he entered the Beichen Zombie Fist and learned evil skills. When everyone thought that he would hide in Yan's house for the rest of his life to seek refuge, he fled again, joined a gang of bandits, cut paths and robbed roads, killed people and plundered, and did all kinds of evil. In the end, he was captured by Jinyi Wei in the capital and imprisoned.

Throughout his life, this person can be said to be the best of the scum, the Rolls-Royce of the madman.

Yan Long is now facing such a madman.

And a madman with corpse poison all over his body!

The handicap between Yan Long and Sun Ke is a flat handicap, and the draw is a life-and-death draw without weapons.

The so-called weaponless life and death sign means that both sides have a time limit of one pillar of incense (30 minutes), during which the two sides beat each other with fists and feet until one side dies. If the time is up and the two sides have not yet decided the winner, both contestants will be executed.

Sun Ke's eyes were gray-white, his hands were the same, and his face was like a rotten eggplant, purple and black.

Legend has it that if the Yanjia Zombie Fist is practiced to the highest level, it can corrode the trees with its true qi alone.

Sun Ke was brought to the stage by two brocade guards wearing masks and thick cotton gloves on their hands, and after removing the shackles, he immediately looked at Yan Long and laughed gloomily, he stretched out his long gray tongue, licked his nose, and then said: "I heard that when you kill people, you like to twist other people's heads!"

Yan Long smiled: "Yes, do you want to try?"

"Okay!" Sun Ke's eyes glowed, and his pupils began to turn red.

Then, he struck.

Sun Ke punched out, and a thick smell of corpses immediately filled the air. The fist was fierce, like the sound of the wind above the river Styx in Hell.

Yan Long dodged and hid to the left side of Sun Ke's body.

Sun Ke didn't turn back, but his left fist had already pierced out from under his left ribs, and his backhand hit Yan Long's abdomen faster than Fang Cai's first punch.

Yan Long thought to himself, "This person's fist speed is quite fast. ”

Yan Long didn't wait for the fist wind to touch his body, and he had already flashed lightly.

Sun Ke's two punches missed, and Yan Long did not return a move.

Sun Ke's face was a tragic gray color, and the blood red in his pupils became thicker and thicker, his whole body trembled, and the bones on his body made a sound like firecrackers.

With a loud roar, Sun Ke's fists swung faster and faster, like a whirlwind, towards Yan Longnado.

Zombie Fist has very few changes in small moves, each move has a large range of movements, and the hands, elbows, knees and even shoulders can be used as weapons, with the corpse poison refined, and the person who is stained is either dead or injured.

Yan Long didn't dare to touch his fists and feet at all, so he blindly avoided it.

For a while, Sun Ke's boxing style was all over the ring.

The poison of his corpse became more and more abundant, and the judges around the ring had to cover their mouths and retreat out of the boxing range.

Yan Long's situation looks getting weaker and weaker!

......

At this time, on the school grounds, there are a total of five ring matches going on.

On the high platform in the north, Liu Qiao, Gu Dayong, Xu Xianchun, Zhang Yang, Jiang Wei and others were all watching the battle.

Now we are talking about Yan Long's scene against Sun Ke.

Xu Xianchun took the lead and said: "In the last round of Yan Long against He Sheng, Yan Long has been attacking. Now that feng shui is in turn, this ring match has been fought so far, but he has not returned a single move. ”

Liu Qiao smiled and said: "The last game was a mouse pulling a turtle, and there was no way to start, and this one was a turtle chasing a mouse, and there was also no way to start." Interesting!"

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Yan Long's momentum is much weaker this time, I don't know why?"

No one answered.

Zhang Yang looked at Jiang Wei and said, "Boyo, what do you think of this scene!"

Jiang Wei's eyes swept slightly over the people on the stage, and saw that everyone's eyes seemed to be staring at the ring, but in fact, everyone had their own thoughts, so he responded lightly: "If you go back to your lordship, Jiang Wei thinks that Yan Long will be defeated." ”

"Oh. Liu Qiao heard Jiang Wei's words, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why is Boyo so sure?"

Jiang Wei replied: "If you go back to the commander, Yan Longzhan has no sharpness and no stamina until now. On the contrary, Sun Ke is equipped with zombie fist peerless martial arts, full of energy, I believe that it will not take long to win or lose. When he spoke, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, his analysis was clear and concise, and there was not a word of nonsense. But as for whether this is nonsense or not, only he himself knows.

Liu Qiao nodded and said, "Well, that makes sense." ”

Xu Xianchun said at this time: "The commander seems to have been paying a lot of attention to Yan Long all along. ”

Liu Qiao sighed: "Yan Xue'an is the current Wenzong, even if he is imprisoned, he has great influence in the court. As his only son, how could Yan Long not be concerned?!

Xu Xianchun was obviously exposed to the sore spot and stopped talking.

At this time, Dongchang was in charge of Qianhu Gu Dayong and suddenly said: "Yan Long seems to be about to exert his strength." ”

Zhang Yang said: "Sun Ke is poisonous, even if he exerts his strength, it is difficult to predict victory or defeat." ”

When Jiang Wei heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at the situation in the field with a little worry in his eyes.

......

Yan Long has been forced to the edge of the chain by Sun Ke's fist style, as long as he falls into the ring, he will lose. Because it was a draw of life and death, the loser would also be executed by Jinyiwei.

Sun Ke roared violently, and his fists struck out eighteen punches one after another like a storm, and in an instant, the fist shadows were like mountains, ghost shadows, and the bluestone slabs on the ring were broken by the strength of the fists, and began to burst, and they all shot towards Yan Long.

The most terrifying thing is that in addition to the fist wind, even the iron chains in the ring are covered with a layer of white mildew.

"Corpse gas!" Yan Long snorted coldly.

His eyes were full of rubble and poisonous mist, but Yan Long was not afraid.

Because he thinks that the drama is almost over now!

It's time for the curtain to end!