Let you awaken the monster, will you awaken the ten ancient evils?

The silence at the scene was almost audible.

No one thought that Luo Ming could win, and most people thought that Luo Ming would lose after a fight.

Because Yao Sanpao's record is there for real.

Luo Ming's so-called arrogance seemed to everyone to be nothing more than bluff.

But in fact, Luo Ming did not lose, and he won too easily. After one sword strike, eleven of the twelve monsters were destroyed.

And looking at Yao Sanpao's appearance, it almost seemed that he had lost his courage and fighting power.

What kind of demon Yao Sanpao, he really turned into a shrunken turtle in front of the current Luo Ming.

"I...I give up!"

If it were someone else who held the sword against his eyebrows like this, he would have to give the opponent two rounds to eat up the damage.

But what the hell... Facing the master in front of him, he could only say, I'm sorry, I have barrel softening syndrome.

"Fuck! Damn you! You idiot, how could you admit defeat!"

"I have staked all my fortune on you!"

"I paid for all the mortgage loans online! Damn it!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to jump off the building! Yao Sanpao! Why don't you fight him! We'll die together!"

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!"

A lot of people on stage went crazy.

Lin Moqing also looked ugly, and he shook Wang Zhe's arm desperately.

"What to do! What to do! If you lose, you still lose. Didn't you say Yalang can't win?"

Wang Zhe's face was as dark as ink.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

"Because I'm more anxious than you are."

Wang Zhe took out his cell phone tremblingly and made a call to Wang Chen.

After a while, he put down his phone and showed an expression of confidence in his victory.

"Steady, steady!"

"What's wrong?"

Lin Moqing looked puzzled.

"Dong Anchen will come."

Wang Zhe said with a gloomy look on his face.

"Dong Anchen? What you're talking about is..."

Lin Moqing was extremely surprised.

"That's right, it's the master behind this underground boxing ring, Dong Anchen, the chairman of Chen'an Technology, the largest technology company in Xinghai Prefecture!"

"The more Yalang wins, the less he can get out of this underground ring today. You know, Dong Anchen's technology company dominates more than half of Xinghai Prefecture's economic index. He has a very good relationship with the Military Ministry Mo Rutian and Governor Ning Yuan. !”

"Yalang is a person with no power or background. In front of Dong Anchen, who covers the sky with one hand, he is nothing. His heart is as high as the sky, and his life is as thin as paper!"

Wang Zhe sneered.

"Luo Ming is so awesome! I feel like I'm going to fall in love with him! How can he be so handsome!"

Ning Susu's eyes were full of heart, and she looked like a star-chasing little girl.

"Okay, my eyes are about to fall off."

Xia Qingcheng rolled her eyes.

Her eyes fell on the golden figure in the ring.

"But... he's really handsome."

At this time, he looked at Yao Sanpao with a fearful look.

Luo Ming shook his head calmly.

"Sorry, I didn't admit defeat. Just like you killed all the challengers before, you can't escape death with me."

Luo Ming's red dragon eyes trembled, and the power of the dragon pressed on the Eyan Spirit Turtle.

Yao Sanpao's legs were trembling. For the first time, the turtle felt that his turtle shell was a heavy burden. Otherwise, why would his legs become weak as if he was about to kneel down.

"Yarang! Don't force me! Otherwise I will die with you!"

The Demon Tortoise wanted to say something cruel, but when he said it, he seemed extremely humble, as if he was eager to survive.

"Please come, hurry up."

Luo Ming sneered.

"bring it on!"

"Okay! Then I'm coming!"

On the shoulders of the Eyan Spirit Ghost, black flames condensed in the two cannons, and terrifying energy fluctuations boiled in the air like boiling water.

And then he shot Luo Ming?

No, his muzzle suddenly changed direction and fired two cannons into the sky.

Boom!

Suddenly, a huge hole was broken in the ceiling of the gymnasium, and steel and iron blocks fell from above.

Without saying a word, the Eyan Spirit Turtle bent his legs slightly and leaped into the air.

This guy actually wants to run for his life?

Boom boom!

Luo Ming raised his hand and smashed several rock-like reinforced concrete iron blocks away.

His eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the Eternal Flame Turtle lying on the ceiling, quickly climbing towards the big hole to escape, with a look of amusement on his lips.

I've heard of the tortoise and the hare, but I've never seen a tortoise try to escape from the eyes of a real dragon.

Wow!

Luo Ming took one step up to the sky and transformed into a five-clawed real dragon. His body of more than thirty meters long rushed up to the sky like lightning.

Along with a dragon roar that shook the sky, a huge black figure fell from the sky like a rock and hit the ground.

The bronze turtle shell with black patterns was crushed open by the dragon's claws, and the black blood was flowing.

The Eyan Spirit Turtle recovered his body. He was covered in wounds, his head was bleeding, and he stood up with difficulty with a pale face.

The five-clawed true dragon descended from the sky again and turned into a human form.

The real dragon held the sword against his neck.

"Would you like to escape again?"

The pressure of the True Dragon Sword enveloped him, and he was trembling all over.

The sharp sword edge had already pierced his skin.

"Spare me! Please spare me!"

"Shut up."

Luo Ming slowly raised the True Dragon Sword, and then slashed towards his head with the sword.

At this moment, a loud voice came.

"stop!"

Above the audience seats, in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, a silver-haired old man appeared.

He was leaning on a cane, his face was deep and cold.

Behind him were many middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes, with extraordinary demeanor.

Each of them was dressed in jewels and suits, and they were obviously people in high positions.

When they saw that man, everyone present was boiling with excitement.

"Oh my god! It's him! Dong Anchen, the chairman of Chen'an Technology!"

"I heard that the owner behind this underground boxing ring is him! I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Hiss! Dong Anchen has come out! This is the first time that someone has provoked Dong Anchen in the underground boxing ring!"

"This Yalang has moved too big a cake! And Yao Sanpao is already a member of Chen'an Technology. Dong Anchen is famous for protecting his shortcomings!"

"Yalang is going to be finished! He said before that the arm can't bend the thigh because the arm is not thick enough. Now it's his turn! Is his arm thick enough!"

However, even though Dong Anchen's appearance caused the audience to boil, Luo Ming, as the person involved, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Yao Sanpao was happy when he saw Dong Anchen coming.

This little life of his was saved.

"Chairman! I..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden sword light swept by.

A head was cut off in a row, and the incision was neat and uniform.

Yao Sanpao's face was still frozen with an expression of expectation.

At the moment when the head flew up, Luo Ming backhanded a kick.

Bang!

The head smashed towards the French window high up like a cannonball.

During the rolling, the whole head was embedded in the five-centimeter-thick glass window.

That hideous face was aimed at Dong Anchen.

Bleeding from all seven orifices, the face was frozen, it seemed like crying but not crying, it seemed like laughing but not laughing, the transformation of despair and hope.

Heaven and hell were all presented on this face at this moment, clearly distinguished.

"What did you say just now? I don't think I heard it clearly."

Luo Ming released the transformation state and scratched his ear.