The limits of martial arts have no limits with me!

Knock knock knock -

the fat dragon retreated step by step, and his face was very pale.

Then he coughed dryly a few times, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

On the other side, Chen Feng didn't look inappropriate.

Under the huge impact force, it was only a small three steps back.

"Wh.... What?" the host looked at the scene in disbelief. "Fat.... No, Wang Baohai was knocked and vomited blood by a person who was several times smaller than him?"

However, the scene did not pay attention.

Heard the news.

The scene resounded with violent cheers.

The atmosphere was directly detonated!

In the audience, Tie Bi saw this scene, and his expression under the mask continued to be solemn.

......

"This kid is too terrible, isn't it..."The

fat dragon touched the place where he was hit, grinning in pain, and staring at Chen Feng vigilantly.

I'm afraid he'll suddenly rush over and come again.

He was close to 300 pounds of physique, but he didn't expect to be knocked out of internal injuries by this seemingly weak hairy boy.

He estimated that even if he encountered an iron wall, he might not be his opponent by colliding.

I lost just now, and I lost in a place I was proud of.

He was a little unconvinced of his experience.

"You're worthy too, I've only used less than half of my strength. Chen Feng repeated the sentence just now, his language full of banter.

"Damn?!"

Fat Dragon couldn't help but scold.

Impossible! This is simply impossible!

It didn't take half of its strength?

I'm afraid that even the iron wall can't say it in such a relaxed tone.

At first, he didn't believe it, but then Chen Feng proved everything and slapped him in the face.

I saw Chen Feng, who burst out with an astonishing speed and rushed towards the fat dragon.

Looking closely, Chen Feng's original place just now was empty.

A double-punch punch hit the fat dragon.

Bang!

The terrifying force of the fist detonated the air current, and wave after wave spread out towards the surroundings.

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was indeed thick! The

fat dragon endured the pain in his stomach, raised his hand and prepared to punch Chen Feng, who was a head shorter than him.

Chen Feng kept using his fists to resist the fists again and again.

It's a hassle-free process.

Just as the fat dragon grabbed one of Chen Feng's hands and pushed it away.

He saw the fat dragon suddenly open its mouth at him.

As soon as his tongue stood up, he saw a silver needle striking at Chen Feng's face.

Whew

! The effect of the silver needles on the pressure of the air suddenly exploded! Countless needles

as fine as hairs were scattered.

This is the unique skill of the fat dragon, hiding a needle in the mouth and a blade.

The starting point is a sneak attack and assassination, which makes people unsuspecting, and the close-range lethality is huge, and it is toxic.

With such a short distance, it was too late for Chen Feng to hide.

I had to turn one side of my face to the side, but the other side was filled with poisonous needles.

He only felt that there were countless ants crawling on his face, but the poisonous needle did not break his epithelial tissue in the slightest.

When the fat dragon saw this trick, he couldn't help but start laughing.

It's as if you've already won the game.

"Goodbye!" he

let go of Chen Feng and slammed his other hand towards Chen Feng's head.

Suddenly.

Chen Feng naturally blocked the fat dragon's hand, and took advantage of the situation to slap the iron placer golden bell over.

Bang!

Feilong only felt that his hand just now slapped on the titanium alloy steel plate, and the huge reaction force caused his hand bones to be directly shattered.

It's not over yet.

Chen Feng grabbed the fat dragon's arm, and a crocodile rolled over to death.

Tear off his arm.

I saw blood from the wound shoot out like a fountain, staining the floor red.

On ordinary people, they were already in pain and were about to faint, but the fat dragon did not.

I saw that his painful face was distorted, and he was still thinking about making a move on Chen Feng.

grabbed Chen Feng's collar with his other hand and lifted it.

Open your mouth and nibble towards him.

Chen Feng looked at the fat dragon in front of him indifferently, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped him on the forehead.

The

fat dragon's head exploded directly.

Countless brains spurted out with blood.

Chen Feng, who was at close range, was splashed in the face.

In this way, as soon as the fat dragon's hand was released, Chen Feng stood on the ground peacefully, watching his corpse slowly fall backwards.

Boom! The

fat dragon's huge body slammed into the ground with a loud bang.

The entire arena shook with it.

The head was already skinned and a little bit of the skull still hanging from the neck.

The whole skull is like a watermelon that has been patted, constantly oozing fluid.

Chen Feng shook it lightly with his hand, and all the poisonous needles on his face fell.

Then he wiped the brain on the mask with his clothes.

coughed dryly and looked at the host on the side.

The host was stunned by the scene in front of him, and then he reacted and began to announce in a slightly trembling voice:

"I announce that the first game of the wheel race will be won by the No. 6 player!"

He has been hosting this martial arts tournament for not ten years, but also five years.

I have witnessed the decline and prosperity of many players, and I have also seen many different ways of dying on stage!

There are very few people who shoot people's heads with their bare hands.

It can be said that three hands can be counted.

I was very surprised.

Chen Feng stood next to the corpse, his cold mask looking extremely cold.

The audience in the front row watched Chen Feng slap people's heads to pieces.

I couldn't help but feel a tumbling in my stomach.

The bloody and terrifying scene kept coming to their minds, and they couldn't help but feel sick and want to vomit.

The audience was completely stunned.

Shu Chun'er looked at Chen Feng on the stage, and she didn't feel good in her heart.

Looking at this sunny boy, a sense of strangeness arises spontaneously.

.......

The host beckoned the staff to clean up the scene.

In order to quickly start the second wheel race.

The staff was very efficient, with ten people on the move.

It took five people to carry the body of the fat dragon.

The floor was quickly and simply cleaned of human tissue and blood.

"Zhang Ye defeated Wang Baohai!" The host shouted into the microphone: "Next, the second wheel race starts..."

At first he was startled.

But it soon turned out that it was Chen Feng who did it.

Because Chen Feng suddenly appeared behind him, and was about to shout with a microphone in his hand.

When the host saw this scene, he immediately fell backwards.

I'm afraid that this demon will trouble him.

Many people in the audience were confused, not knowing what Chen Feng was going to do.

But soon Chen Feng shouted into the microphone: "Time is precious, these spicy chicken opponents are really not worthy of me to fight one by one."

All eyes focused on Chen Feng in the center of the stage.

He said lightly into the microphone: "We can just get on it together! Maybe there is still a chance!"

As soon as the words fell, the scene burst into exclamations.

At this time, the microphone had been thrown aside by Chen Feng to the host.