Medical Sovereign

Of course, the most important thing is that he discovered that even he couldn't see through the true strength of the Savage Team. As a result, it was still a matter of uncertainty as to who would win and who would lose.

What's more, he is a warrior himself, and his understanding of Chinese martial arts is far greater than that of Westerners like Mori. He knows very well that a warrior's strength cannot be explained by those test data alone.

When a warrior faces a desperate situation of certain death, he will often burst out with far more than usual fighting power to turn defeat into victory. Therefore, he felt that he might not really lose, so he resolutely accepted Mori's bet.

"Okay, hahaha, the prince is worthy of being a prince. He is indeed courageous. Then I would like to thank the prince in advance for sending me money."

Mo Li didn't expect that Zhao Junyu actually dared to agree to the bet. He was immediately elated and gave him a thumbs up with a teasing face. After giving him a false compliment, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Zhao Junyu glanced at him disdainfully. For a successor like Mo Li who looked cheerful and had no authority, he was really worried about the future of the mafia.

The betting time ends and the second battle officially begins.

The scene in the arena was clearly displayed on the big screen. The savage was as silent as a mountain as always, but his body was as tall and straight as a pine tree, giving people a sense of majesty and heaviness like a mountain.

Hurricane and Bones stood on either side of him. Their positions seemed random, but in fact they were a tacit understanding formed through years of cooperation.

Ding Ning sneaked into the arena quietly and watched silently. Although he knew that his father was very powerful, he was still ready to take action at any time.

boom! boom! boom!

When the killer entered the scene, the scene was completely silent. Both those who had seen it and those who had not seen it had shock in their eyes.

The killer is nearly two and a half meters tall and weighs over five hundred kilograms. He is like a moving mountain of meat. The ground will tremble slightly with every step he takes, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Dad was a little shorter than Ding Ning, but he was still about 1.82 meters tall and tall, but he looked as weak as a child in front of the huge killer.

"Three humble bugs, hurry up and die. Grandpa has to go back to sleep in a hurry."

The killer stretched out his index finger as thick as a baby's wrist and hooked it disdainfully at the three fathers. He grinned, revealing a mouth of sharp fangs like a beast.

super warrior,

A super warrior who is even stronger than Williams.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and immediately made a judgment in his mind.

Because a normal person's frame cannot bear his weight, let alone fighting, it may be difficult to even stand up.

But not only does this killer walk easily, he also possesses agility that is completely out of proportion to his size.

His father was very strong, but to what extent he was strong, Ding Ning had no intuitive feeling. He only knew that he could not see his father's level of cultivation.

Although there was a reason why Dantian was abolished that he could not judge by common sense, he knew that all his father's skills were in swordsmanship, but in order to hide his identity, he chose to use a sword, which made him have to worry about it.

"Want to sleep? Okay, I'll put you to sleep later."

My father never talked nonsense with others and remained silent as always. Uncle Wu and his father had somewhat similar personalities, and they never liked talking nonsense, so the only one who answered was Meng Wenhan.

Seeing the always rigid and strict master actually quarreling with others made Ding Ning feel the urge to laugh.

"Damn you little bug, go to hell."

The killer's IQ didn't seem to be very high and he was easily angered. When he saw that the frail little bug in his eyes was so arrogant, he immediately became furious.

With an angry shout, he touched the ground with his toes, and with a loud thud, the huge body actually jumped up into the air.

More than three meters high, while he was still in the air, a big hand like a cattail fan swatted at Meng Wenhan with the sound of howling wind.

The terrifying strong wind made it difficult to breathe, but Meng Wenhan didn't blush or breath, showed a weird smile, and slipped to one side with a wrong step.

But Dad suddenly moved, and with a flash of sword light, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, it stabbed the killer's throat with lightning speed.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, especially those who placed heavy bets. They clenched their fists and stared at the screen without blinking, fearing that the killer would be killed like this.

Only Andrea and Dr. Mason were not worried. Instead, they had smiles on their faces that were sure of victory. If the killer was killed so easily, how could he become an SSS-level ace gladiator?

Dad drew his sword at a very tricky angle, and with calculated calculations, he accurately stabbed the killer in the throat.

Zheng!

But a shocking scene appeared. The fatal sword stabbed the killer's throat and the sound of gold and iron was heard.

The killer laughed ferociously, stretched out his hand to grab the sharp sword blade, and broke the sword tip with a click. When he held it hard, the sword tip turned into powder and scattered.

It's a long story, but actually it all happened in a flash of lightning. Before anyone could react, the killer hit the ground with a bang like a cannonball, causing the ground to tremble.

"Go to hell, little bug."

The killer shouted loudly after landing, and hit the savage's head with his huge fist like a hammer.

If this punch hits hard, his head will definitely break like a watermelon.

Just when Ding Ning couldn't help but want to take action, the savage calmly took a wrong step and turned sideways to avoid the punch.

Behind him, Duan Xiaowu, who was already ready to attack, threw the steel fork in his hand with all his strength without hesitation. With the sound of howling wind, the steel fork passed by the killer's fist and went straight to his eyes.

Although the killer's defense was incredible, his eyes were his weak point. He hurriedly retracted his fists and crossed his arms to protect his face.

With a bang, the steel fork pierced his fat arm. It bounced back like a ball and fell to the ground.

"die!"

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and secretly marveled at the killer's thick skin, Meng Wenhan, who had been forced back before, suddenly shouted coldly, stepped forward and grabbed the steel fork that had not yet landed, and stabbed the killer's navel with his hand. go.

At the same time, the old man raised his hand, and the dagger flashed through a bright sword light, slashing down hard into the void behind the killer.

Everyone was baffled by his actions, thinking that the savage might have gone crazy because of his failure, and actually chopped up the air.

Only Zhao Junyu's face showed a look of horror. He stood up in shock, his eyes were so bright that he murmured in disbelief: "Prejudgment, it turned out to be a prejudgment."

"The killer will suffer a big loss now."

A smile appeared on Ding Ning's lips, and she murmured in her heart, sincerely admiring the flawless cooperation between the three of them.

Sure enough, as if to verify his words, Meng Wenhan's steel fork pierced the killer's navel with precision. Blood spurted out along with disgusting grease. He screamed in pain and sat back on the ground. .

Then, with dull expressions on their faces, everyone discovered that the killer seemed to have come to the door on his own initiative, and was just struck in the eye by the savage's seemingly nonsensical sword.

"Ouch!"

The killer's right eyeball shattered like an egg. The pain caused him to scream like a slaughtered pig and kept rolling on the ground. His cheeks were dyed red with blood, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Duan Xiaowu suddenly rose up like a cheetah and fell into the hands of the killer.

On his belly, he grabbed the handle of the steel fork and pulled out the steel fork. With the help of his flesh waves that were rippling like ocean waves, he flew into the air. Holding the steel fork with both hands, he dropped from the sky and stabbed his left eyeball hard.

This set of boxing combinations worked together tacitly, as pleasing to the eye as flowing clouds and flowing water, as classic as a textbook, and made Mori's face turn ashen.

"You humble bugs, you actually hurt me, go to hell."

Just when Ding Ning thought the situation was decided, the furious voice of the killer sounded like thunder. The terrifying sound waves suddenly erupted with the roar, forming a shock wave of air waves visible to the naked eye, which hit Duan Xiaowu who was flying down in the air. It flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off, and was knocked out for more than ten meters. After landing, he took a dozen steps back and then managed to release the force. Blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he obviously couldn't bear it anymore. Minor injuries.

Ding Ning's eyes were about to burst. He never thought that this killer knew how to attack with sonic waves. He couldn't take precautions and was unable to rescue him, causing Uncle Wu to be injured.

Just when he was about to take action desperately, his father's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Don't act rashly, your Uncle Xiao Wu did it on purpose."

Ding Ning was startled, stopped what he was doing, a smile appeared on his face, and secretly cursed himself for being too caring. With Uncle Wu's almost instinctive intuition and skill in dealing with danger, how could he be killed without any notice? He was shocked by the sonic attack, but his feelings were still acting.

"Damn little bugs, you dare to hurt the great Lord Slayer. You will all become my food."

The killer stood up unsteadily and roared angrily.

Blood flowed from his navel, and white grease fell to the ground. His right eyeball was broken, revealing a bloody eye socket. Blood stained half of his face, and his twisted fat face looked like an evil ghost in hell.

Mo Li took a long breath, with a confident smile on his face, and looked at Zhao Junyu demonstratively.

Zhao Junyu has regained his composure in a moment, with his signature warm smile still on his face, as if he was not the one who was shocked and lost his temper just now.

Seeing that Zhao Junyu didn't look at him at all, Mo Li was also quite bored. He turned around and continued to look at the scene in the arena, but he sneered secretly in his heart. These damn yellow-skinned monkeys had no idea how terrifying the angered killers were.

Back then, he had witnessed with his own eyes how the rampaging killer tore his opponent into pieces bit by bit and ate them alive. The horrific and bloody scene made him tremble with excitement just thinking about it now.

He was looking forward to repeating the scene before, tearing these damn guys into pieces, and giving Zhao Junyu a hard blow, who always looked like he had everything under control.

"There's so much nonsense."

Meng Wenhan said coldly, raised his hand, reached out to grab the steel fork thrown by Duan Xiaowu with great tacit understanding, and shot out like a meteor, hitting the killer's only intact left eye.

The killer became surprisingly angry. He roared and his whole body began to spin wildly like a big pendulum. In an instant, with his body as the axis, waves of terrifying wind blew.

The terrifying strong wind actually stopped Meng Wenhan's lightning-fast movements. He felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move, and the muscles on his face rippled like waves.

call!

The rapidly rotating killer suddenly moved, and his fat body shot up like a ball, slamming into Meng Wenhan.

"Step aside!"

The taciturn father shouted loudly, and appeared next to Meng Wenhan in a flash. He knocked him away with a shoulder push, and he shouted loudly, all the muscles in his body suddenly tensed, and he slammed into the killer.