"Ghost Face, kill this kid!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"Kill him!"

All the audience in the audience were shouting, many people lost a lot of money because of Shen Lang, and now they naturally hate Shen Lang very much. Dust× Literature, Literature, and Studies

Now that Ghost Face is here, the audience can't wait for Ghost Face to kill Shen Lang immediately, as if they are avenging their loss.

Shen Lang glanced at these clamoring audiences, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, this society has fallen to this point, the so-called upper-class people, for the sake of temporary stimulation, do not take human life seriously.

Perhaps they are self-conscious and think they are paying to watch, and these fighters should satisfy their bloodthirsty desires.

This ghost face's strength should be considered the best among the four-star masters, seeing the ghost face head crashing over, Shen Lang snorted coldly, and slapped the ghost face head like lightning.

Ghost Face felt a powerful wind coming from Shen Lang's palm, and instead of panicking, he grinned and slammed into Shen Lang's chest.

"Iron head! Iron head!"

"Ghost Face, hit him with an iron head!"

The audience in the audience shouted, this is the killer feature of the ghost face, the iron head!

Ghost Face's brain is harder than stone, and it is this head attack called Iron Head that has killed many people. Much more powerful than a fist!

The ghost face slammed his head into Shen Lang's chest, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he felt that even if he couldn't kill this kid, he would have to let this kid be seriously injured.

The next moment, Shen Lang slapped his palm heavily on the ghost's shiny head.

"Boom!"

A heavy, muffled thud came.

Ghost Face only felt like a boulder had smashed on his head, forcibly blocking all the strength of his head, and his body took several steps back to stabilize, and his head was a little dizzy.

Shen Lang smacked his lips, this guy is hard enough, it is estimated that he has practiced the low-level exercises of the Iron Head Gong that are both internal and external.

Replaced by an ordinary person, Shen Lang's palm has already smashed people's heads.

Seeing that the ghost face's blow didn't work, he took a few steps back, and the audience fell silent, this is the first time that the ghost face's iron head can't knock people down.

The ghost face's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly sobered up his head, staring at Shen Lang in front of him, and his playful expression disappeared completely, replaced by a dignified look.

This kid is not simple!

There was a commotion in the audience, and some people at the scene couldn't help shouting: "Ghost Face, kill him!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly, and as soon as he stepped on it, he rushed forward.

Raising his right foot, he slammed the snake whip leg towards the ghost face.

"Whew!"

One leg was accompanied by a whistling air explosion, and the speed was so fast that the audience at the scene was even a little dazzled.

Ghost Face was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Shen Lang's speed to be so fast, his body couldn't react.

In desperation, Ghost Face had no choice but to raise his arms to block.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and a powerful force struck, and Ghost Face felt that his arms even lost sensation, and his body fell down involuntarily.

Shen Lang stepped forward and smashed a stone-splitting palm on the chest of the ghost face.

"Poof!" Oni-face spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Shen Lang quickly connected his left leg, and another sweep hit the chest of the ghost face again.

The ghost's face was extremely distorted, his sternum had been broken, and it was obviously sunken in, spurting blood, and his body flew seven or eight meters away, smashing heavily on the metal bar.

He fell to the ground with a "plop".

The shouts of the audience gradually faded away, and everyone stared at the ring with wide eyes.

In the VIP room, Wan Tianpeng and Zhou Crazy stared at the ring intently, and their hearts were also shocked.

"Splitting stone palms, shattering jade claws, Tan legs! Damn, this kid's kung fu is so powerful. Wan Tianpeng scolded.

Zhou Madness rolled his eyes, the blood killing ranked seventh on the blood diamond list, can it not be powerful? This kid can be strong to this level without internal strength, it is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying realm this blood killing can recover internal strength?

He fought with Shen Lang just now, this kid must still have some reservations! Zhou Mad was a little jealous.

Can't let this dangerous boy get out of the ring alive!

In the ring, Ghost Face fell to the ground, motionless, blood spilling from his mouth, nose and ears, as if he had hung up.

In the shouting of everyone, the host leaned over the metal cage to take a look, bent down to look at it for a while, and then stood up and said in horror: "The ghost face is dead"

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Three moves! In just three moves, the ghost face was killed?

Ghost Face was the champion of the last year, and he was killed by a kid in three moves?

It's not that the ghost face is not good, but this man named Shen Lang is too powerful, and the speed and strength of the display are obvious to the audience.

It's unbelievable that this is a power that humans can have!

"It's so exciting! It turns out that Shen Lang is a master of this level! Such a violent style of play is simply unheard of! The most exciting game I've ever seen!" The host held the microphone in his hand, and his voice trembled a little.

There was a commotion in the audience.

After a while, the fat man's voice came from the audience.

The fat man took off all his clothes, stood on the chair, waved the shirt in his hand wildly, and yelled: "Shen Lang!

The fat man was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself, it was only two, and Shen Lang won him fifteen million!

Many spectators also stood up and cheered and screamed.

Although most people lose money, it is worth it to see such a wonderful game!

"Shen Lang!Shen Lang!Shen Lang!"

The audience was excited, and all kinds of screams were heard.

"Everyone no longer suspects fake boxing in this fight, right?" said the host.

There is no objection off the field, Shen Lang has already proved him with his strength, he can beat the ghost face alive in three moves, this person is simply too powerful! And he can lift a person seven or eight meters away with one kick, how much strength does it take to do this?

"Our Shen Lang player will continue to wait for challenges in the ring, please cheer for this strong man!" the host said loudly.

There was another roar of excitement from the audience.

In the VIP room, Zhou Mad said to a horse boy: "Go and change the odds for Shen Lang, make it 1 to 1.2!" ”

"Brother Mad Brother, then in the next few games, you may have to lose a lot of money. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, if you want to make a lot of money, you have to pay a little!" Zhou smiled wildly and said: "Make Shen Lang's opponent's odds more than ten, these greedy guys will definitely want to fight, and Lao Tzu won't lose much!"

The fight in the ring continued, and the third one came up with a rookie fighter.

The audience has already seen Shen Lang's skills, and almost all of them sell Shen Lang to win. The rookie fighter opened a 1-to-10 odds, but not many people bought it, and it was bought by more than 500,000 yuan.

There are always some guys who fantasize about being able to take advantage of the same loopholes as the fat man before, and maybe this newcomer can bring them some surprises.

The result was obvious, this rookie boxer was slapped to death by Shen Lang in less than three seconds after he played, and he won without pressure.

In the first twelve games, the opponents arranged by Zhou Mad for Shen Lang were relatively weak, but the level was slowly improving. The audience almost bought Shen Lang to win.

Zhou Mad regretted it a little, Shen Lang's kid was too bloody, and he had to beat his fighters to death in almost every fight, causing him to lose a lot of fighters.