0127 Victory with blood

Wang Song shouted, I saw a ghost, Luo Sheng was secretly happy in his heart, didn't you just see a ghost.

The evil art of raising ghosts is really useful. The imp has mental strength and can do a lot of things. And the powerful blood baby, not to mention! Xiao Xiao used a little air transport, and Wang Songqi jumped to his feet.

"The dumplings are delicious, aren't they?"

Luo Sheng said with a smile, "Seeing that you are in a hurry, you have stuffed it all in your face." ”

"Ignorant fellow, die!"

Wang Song slapped his palms on the ground, and then his body rushed towards Luo Sheng, as if a small truck was driving over!

If it is an ordinary person, seeing this slamming impact, it must be frightened. If you are knocked into a solid one, it is estimated that you will be crushed.

The fat man slammed forward, but he took a step back, supported his body, and then grabbed it with a blow from the Heavenly Demon Hand! But the fat man's fat layer is too thick, and he can't hurt him just by relying on this blow. Luo Sheng took the back foot as the axis, with the help of the fat man's impact force, and then grabbed the meat on the fat man's chest with both hands, Sheng Sheng lifted him up and smashed him behind him!

Bang!

It was like an earthquake, and the floor shook with it.

The media people are dumbfounded, I'll go, this kid in Y City, so violent, with this thin body, he shook a big fat man of more than 300 pounds!

This is the power of the combination of Luo Shengtian's demon hand and loose hand, Luo Sheng used it more easily, and easily lifted the fat man out.

The fat man was a little dazed, but fortunately his flesh was thick, and he was slightly stunned before he woke up. He rolled on the ground, like a ball, got back up, and slapped his cheeks with both hands.

"Smack!"

This time, he was completely sober.

"Little Sanshou?"

He glanced at the bloody handprint on his chest and wondered a little.

"Eagle Claw Gong?"

Luo Sheng's kung fu made him a little confused.

"Forget it, whatever you are, shoot you into a meatloaf!"

This hand is a kind of palm blow, and sumo wrestling is in a circle, and two sumo wrestlers, whoever knocks each other out of the circle first wins. In such a small place, palm strikes are also a powerful move. Sumo wrestling originated in Japan, and during the Tang Dynasty, it was introduced to Izumo Province, and now it has become a symbol of Izumo Province. And Zhang Shou belongs to the actual sumo wrestling, especially Wang Song's body, his palms are like the bottom of the pot, a slap pushes over, and the strong wind comes first!

"Humph!"

Luo Sheng snorted coldly, what about the power of opening his hand!

He stood there, and Sheng Sheng took this blow with his chest! To say that Wang Song's slap was as big as Luo Sheng's chest. When this palm came up, the surrounding media people all exclaimed, as if they couldn't bear to see Luo Sheng being slapped and vomiting blood! But Luo Sheng didn't move, but instead waved his palm and slapped his qi palm, which was imprinted on Wang Song's belly.

Wang Song's belly, which was originally like a leather ball, was actually sealed and trapped! Wang Song immediately flew out like a cannonball, smashed it and flew out, and then smashed over a row of tables behind him, and fell into a lot of meat!

There was blood at the corner of Luo Sheng's mouth, but there was a mask blocking it, and no one could see it. He rubbed his chest, Wang Song's injury to him this time was indeed not light, fortunately he was a demon cultivator, and his injuries could be turned into strength, and his spiritual power had been quickly mobilized, slowly repairing his injuries.

Someone in the crowd let out an exclamation.

"Oh my God, it's incredible!"

"I actually resisted Wang Song's open hand head-on!

"Is he a robot?"

These people talked a lot, and standing in the crowd, the twin sisters of the Xu family glanced at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Although that fat man is not very powerful, his strength is not weak. Even if they are sisters, they can't resist this head-on!

"Sister...... Isn't he just learning from his uncle......"

Xu Yuehua asked in a low voice.

"Impossible...... I have already taught Jun Wudao in my body...... And he's a little bit of a loose hand...... It's impossible for my uncle to pass on two stunts to his disciples at the same time!"

Xu Yanxia didn't figure it out either.

Although the two sisters have an average level of cooking, their talent for learning martial arts is good. At the age of seventeen, the two girls are already close to first-class martial artists.

"Anyway, let's catch this kid first! I can't believe it, he's still playing mysterious!"

A man with a bit of mystery, but with some charm.

"Who is that woman......"

Xu Yuehua was very sensitive and glanced in the direction of the senior sister.

"I don't know, I'll ask later!"

Xu Yanxia didn't take her senior sister seriously, isn't she just a little bigger, how can she compare with her naturally beautiful self!

"Hmm. ”

The two sisters put their eyes back on the game, the fat man's body was not white, it was indeed durable, and he actually climbed up again.

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you?"

Luo Sheng's Qi Gathering Palm, this move is not a fighting skill, so the fat man is really confused. Wang Song has also participated in the CKC city competition several times, but it is the first time he has seen an opponent like Luo Sheng!

"Throw in the towel. ”

Luo Sheng hugged his arms and threw out such a sentence very simply, "It's too late to admit defeat now, otherwise beware of breaking your hands and feet." ”

"Grass and mud horses!

Wang Song is a sumo wrestling master, he has won countless trophies, and he has always been touted by everyone, when has he ever been so angry! He was angry, roared, rushed forward, opened his hand continuously, and pressed towards Luo Sheng!

"Look for death. ”

Luo Sheng snorted coldly, and on the side of his body, let go of Wang Song's open hand. At the same time, he slapped the Heavenly Demon Hand, handed out three fingers, and grabbed Wang Song's face! The thumb scratched through Wang Song's right face, but the other two fingers pierced directly into Wang Song's right eye!

Wow!

The blood spurted out, and Wang Song also screamed loudly, rolled to the ground, covered his eyes, and screamed a miserable one.

Luo Sheng wiped his fingers casually with the dining table next to him, and then held his arms again and stood in the center of the field.

Everyone is stupid!

This Y City player...... It's too ruthless, isn't it! His shot directly wasted someone's eyeball?

"Look, it seems that it was the Demon King player from Y City who won...... But he shot too hard, and he didn't have the slightest fighting spirit, which was really a ...... The next three indiscriminate players. ”

"It's too much! It's too much, this kind of player doesn't deserve to win!"

"He won the game, but he lost the character!"

The media people in Y City are reporting frantically, throwing the most vicious words to Luo Sheng.