Hong Kong Comprehensive Begins, Seeking Laws from the Heavens

Underground boxing matches are not so particular. Both parties took off their shirts and wore shorts, indicating that they were not carrying weapons, and then got on the ring.

Lin Mosheng also saw his opponent.

He is 1.9 meters tall, has a strong back and a strong waist, and has many scars on his body. He has obviously experienced many fierce battles.

The prefix d also looked at Lin Mosheng. When he saw the other person's skin without any scars, he couldn't help but smile.

This situation is stable.

"Black and white, right? After tonight, there will be no such name."

The prefix d gives a evil laugh.

Black and white evil spirits? This name has been spread?

Lin Mosheng glanced at the system panel, but unfortunately it was not included in the system.

Seeing that Lin Mosheng didn't answer, he cursed with the letter D, "If you don't speak now, you won't be able to speak out later."

When the host saw Lin Mosheng not answering, he thought that this young boy was really ignorant.

Only when boxers challenge each other can they inspire gambling in those around them.

But this was really an injustice to Lin Mosheng. He just felt that there was no need to speak harshly to the dead.

If he knew that he could make money by talking to the dead, he would never be stingy with his words.

The host in the ring took the initiative to heighten the atmosphere, "It seems that our famous Wan Chai Gunslinger doesn't have a gun, so he was so frightened that he was speechless!"

As he finished speaking, many gangsters burst into laughter. Lin Mosheng's identity was inherently in conflict with them.

"Everyone, hurry up and place your bets. This is the first time we've seen each other, and it may also be the last time we've seen Sir Lin boxing!"

"If you have a hundred, give a hundred; if you have a thousand, give a thousand! Don't miss this opportunity!"

Lin Mosheng frowned slightly. Even though he had never participated in a boxing match, he knew that this kind of one-sided hosting would have an impact on the boxers' mentality.

However, seeing that the other party was stimulating the atmosphere in the venue and the gamblers were betting wildly, he didn't say much.

After all the bets are placed, the boxing match officially begins.

Bajiquan, like Muay Thai, is a fierce boxing style. There is no temptation. The prefix "d" is like a brown bear that pounces on Lin Mosheng.

The huge figure cast a shadow under the dazzling incandescent lights, shrouding Lin Mosheng, and the gamblers around him roared with excitement.

The lingering smoke, the pungent alcohol, and the woman's moans constitute the ukiyo-e of this prosperous place.

Side kick, Shenlong flicks its tail.

Lin Mosheng did a solid side kick with the letter "D" without any fancy.

A banging sound was heard.

Lin Mosheng took half a step back, but the letter "d" took two steps back.

Under absolute strength, he lost to Lin Mosheng.

The prefix "D" looked gloomy, and the arrogant smile on his face turned cold. This kid is more difficult to deal with than imagined!

Come again!

Lin Mosheng felt that the blood in his body was burning.

In his previous life, he never imagined that he would be such a person.

But during this short period of martial arts training, he suddenly felt that he should be such a person.

Everyone wants to be a hero.

I didn’t have a chance before, but now I have one!

And the real heroes are those who achieve great results with one general!

Punch, punch, punch again!

Lin Mosheng's boxing skills are not fancy, they are just extreme speed and extreme power.

His fist poured down on the initial D like mercury pouring down the ground.

The side kick just now was Lin Mosheng's test.

His power is stronger than the initial d, and his speed is stronger than the initial d.

According to the game experience in my previous life, my numerical value is higher than yours, so don’t give me all those bells and whistles!

The letter "d" was under Lin Mosheng's fist, and he felt as if he was being submerged by a tsunami.

Lin Mosheng's fists, legs, knees, elbows, and every part of his body became weapons of attack.

He was like facing an eight-armed monster.

Even if he tried to break out of Lin Mosheng's punch, he was blocked by the opponent head-on.

There was constant pain from being hit on my body. I don’t know when it started, and bright red nosebleeds also flowed out. It was obviously a punch in the cheek.

We can't continue like this, or we will die!

A trace of madness flashed in D's eyes. He turned sideways and raised his right shoulder, like a shield in front of him.

Then he lunged and lunged, his upper body like a sharp arrow.

The ultimate move of Bajiquan: Sticking to the mountain.

In the audience, Gan Zitai beside Chen Haonan shook his head slightly, "It's a pity that it's not Bajibeng."

While he was speaking, Lin Mosheng faced the letter "D" coming towards him like a wild boar. He could choose to retreat, but this would allow the prey that had finally entered his boxing cage to escape and ascend to heaven.

In a flash of lightning, Lin Mosheng made a choice.

He bounced up slightly, his elbow was like an axe, and then he slammed it down, drawing an arc like a waning moon in mid-air.

My value is higher than yours!

The ancient Muay Thai killer move: the teeth of an elephant.

Lin Mosheng's elbow hit Initial D's shoulder, the sound of cracking bones was heard, and Initial D fell to the ground wailing.

Gan Zitai, who was still looking bored in the audience, his eyes lit up and he praised, "Not bad."

The prefix D looked at Lin Mosheng who was walking in front of him. He ignored the severe pain in his body and said vaguely, "No, kill me."

Lin Mosheng looked at the dazzling red light on the prefix D indifferently, "If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later."

A flying kick hit the cervical vertebrae with the letter "D" in front of him, and kicked him in front of the host.

The host looked at the lost luster in his eyes, and his throat moved. He was supposed to declare victory, but he paused.

Even in Kowloon Walled City, there are not many such life-and-death battles.

Suddenly, the host felt a figure approaching in front of him.

Lin Mosheng looked at the host, showing his white teeth, "Good job hosting. I'll come back to you next time I box."

The host swallowed his saliva, he didn't dare to regard Lin Mosheng as a chick now.

The other party's ferocity, the other party's ferocity, all shrouded him with a shadow, making him breathless.

"Victor, Sir Lin."

The host's voice was stumbling and he was not as eloquent as before.

But death completely ignited people's most primitive wildness.

Cheers like a tsunami sounded as they went down the mountain.

Lin Mosheng didn't feel much about this kind of fanaticism. He focused on the dead letter D.

A white light appeared on the other party's body, but it seemed that only he could see this light.

He feinted with his left hand and reached out to fish it out.

A message appears in the mind of Bajiquan lv1 (0/500).

In the stands, Chen Haonan looked at Gan Zitai, "How is it?"

Gan Zitai knew that Chen Haonan was asking Lin Mosheng, so he thought for a while and said, "He is in a good mood, but it's a pity that he will die in the boxing ring before he can transform into a mortal, and within three games."

The boy next to me didn't know why, "Why?"

Gan Zitai pointed to Lin Mosheng's right hand that was shaking unconsciously on the stage. This was the result of the head-on confrontation with Tie Shan.

"Beyond mortal transformation, we are still human."