Ten minutes passed quickly, the white host walked quickly to the center of the arena, the sound of the stadium stopped, the host gently patted ***** snow-white beautiful arm, ***** Jiaojiao, flew a wink, ecstasy, twisted his waist, and left like a willow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The host looked at the back of ***** in a daze, with an exaggerated expression on his face, and said, "Such a stunner in the world, I feel pity, but unfortunately, the god of death Ba Song is about to appear, I seem to have heard Ba Song's angry roar, come on, ladies and gentlemen, let us call his name loudly." ‘’

"Death Ba Song, Death Ba Song、、、、、" The audience erupted in a tsunami-like shout, deafening, Li Hu was secretly surprised, the audience admired Ba Song so much, and his heart was also full of curiosity about his opponent.

At this time, the lights of the whole stadium dimmed, and a huge beam of light suddenly sprinkled overhead, snow-white and dazzling, only to see that at the athletes' exit passage at the other end of the stadium, a tall figure slowly walked out, wearing a black cloak with a hood, covering his face, silently walking to the center of the arena, looking from a distance, like a dead soul out of hell.

The frantic shouts of the audience reached their peak at this moment, and the host's voice came out through the microphone, "Death Ba Song has played a total of 239 games, all of which ended in victory, and all of his opponents died, none of them were spared, he is synonymous with death, so it takes a lot of courage to be an opponent with him, Bruce, Mr. Lee, are you ready?''

At this time, the huge beam of light moved to Li Hu's body, and Tony made a 'please' gesture, with a hint of pity in his eyes, as if Li Hu was already a dead man. With his head held high and dressed in a well-fitting casual suit, Li Hu strode to the center of the arena, refusing to change into the clothes prepared for him by the tournament organizers and insisting on wearing his own clothes. There was a wave of boos in the stadium, as if to laugh at Li Hu's incompetence, but Li Hu turned a deaf ear and completely ignored it.

''Ladies and gentlemen, Bruce Lee is walking into the arena as a winner, he is not inferior to the Grim Reaper Ba Song in terms of momentum, this game is worth looking forward to, in addition, I want to say that we are not familiar with Mr. Lee, we just provide a stage for them to settle their grievances with each other, as for what grievances there are between them, we have no way of knowing, we don't need to know, let's enjoy the game to the fullest, the rules of the game remain the same, never die, Lord Yama is the referee, the following time belongs to the Grim Reaper Ba Song and Bruce Lee, I think, I better stay away from them。 With that, the host walked briskly away from the center of the arena.

At this time, the stadium returned to normal lights, Li Hu stopped three meters away from Ba Song, and silently looked at this opponent who had killed two hundred and thirty-nine people, only to see Ba Song slowly raise his head, his cold face was covered with scars, he looked terrifying, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he looked at Li Hu coldly.

Rao is Li Hu was mentally prepared, and at this time he couldn't help but snort, Ba Song's face was ugly, his eyes were sharp, although there was no superfluous movement, but the strong murderous aura exuded from his whole body still surprised Li Hu.

Ba Song slowly tore off the knot strap of the cloak, took it off and threw it away, and the black cloak fluttered in the wind, fluttering into the distance, and fell lightly to the ground. Removing the cloak on his body, Ba Song was just wearing a pair of big shorts, revealing bronzed skin, strong and bulging muscles, and a great sense of strength.

Li Hu couldn't help but gasp, his pupils contracted suddenly, he knew that Ba Song had killed countless people, and he was not the same as an ordinary muscular man, his body contained an extremely terrifying power, maybe he didn't have internal strength, but his outer martial arts might have reached its peak, and he must not be careless. At the same time, Li Hu's heart also gave birth to a strong sense of competitiveness, he inherited a generation of martial arts masters from ancient and modern times, Dugu sought defeat, although the time is still short, but he must not show weakness to a Fanbang barbarian.

''You and I don't know each other, why are you looking for me?'' Li Hu asked coldly. He knew that a person like Ba Song would not become a fan of Augs under any circumstances, he had his pride, and a mere NBA player, even a top player, was not qualified to be worshiped by Ba Song.

''You're a smart guy. Ba Song stared at Li Hu tightly and said, "Yes, I'm not a fan of Augs, he doesn't deserve it, it's just a business, he gave me money and asked me to kill you, it's that simple." ‘’

''Sell your employer's information, without a work ethic, you are clearly not a qualified killer. Li Hu said in a deep voice.

''You are wrong, I am not responsible for speaking to a dead man, and it is not a violation of professional ethics at all.'' Ba Song said coldly.

'''You think I'm going to die?'' Li Hu sneered, "A mountain is still a mountain high, and the strong have their own strong players, and it is not certain who will kill the deer." ‘’

''I know you're a great person, but I'm looking for someone like you, you know, I killed 239 people in New York, I'm so famous, no one dares to be my opponent anymore, I haven't played for half a year, do you know what it's like to be lonely, lonely? I tell you, it's very uncomfortable. Ba Song's expression was gloomy, and he seemed indescribably lonely and sad.

Li Hu immediately thought of Dugu's defeat, Dugu's defeat generation of heroes, he had never met an opponent in his life, and it was difficult to find a defeat, which made people sigh and admire, but this Thai Ba Song, who is known as the god of death, is absolutely not qualified to be compared with Dugu's defeat, and it is an insult to Dugu to think of it together, thinking of this, Li Hu muttered to himself; ‘’

Ba Song suddenly rolled his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he spewed out a terrifying murderous aura, and said, "Worthy or unworthy, you will soon know." ‘’

Li Hu knew that he must not show weakness in terms of momentum, otherwise he would already fall behind before the game started, which would be quite unfavorable to himself, so he took two steps, sneered, and said proudly, "You are sitting here and watching the sky, you don't know how big the world is, you should be glad that you didn't meet me before, I promise, today is your end, and I will send you back to hell with my own hands." ‘’

The cheers in the audience, the coaxing is getting louder and louder, the players who participate in the competition usually have a trash talk battle before the start of the game, these trash talk battles are sometimes no less exciting than the official game, the dialogue between Li Hu and Ba Song is intermittently passed out, the two are-for-tat, do not give in to each other, and make people's blood gush out. At first, the audience thought that Li Hu and Ba Song were not in the same level, but now that they saw that Li Hu was aggressive in momentum and did not fall behind, they were secretly surprised in their hearts and began to place extremely high expectations on this match.

Lawson, who had bet heavily on Li Hu to win, clenched his fists and squeezed a good handful in his hand, Li Hu's performance made him happy, his blood was surging, and a strange flush appeared on his pale face.