This dragon ball is poisonous

"Bang!"

Sun Wukong and Tianjin Fan punched each other in the face at the same time, causing blood to flow from the corners of their mouths.

But neither of them stepped back, and at the same time they punched the other side of the face.

This time, both sides of the face were beaten, which makes it more symmetrical.

The knees struck out at the same time and slammed together again, like the collision between two iron pillars, making a loud noise.

Constant collision, constant confrontation.

Make the audience excited to watch.

The host explained loudly and was very excited.

[It’s so intense, the two of them look equally matched.]

While the host was speaking, the two of them fought from the ground to the air, and then blasted with four fists, knocking each other away.

[They have all stopped in mid-air, waiting for me to get a telescope. They are too far away and can’t see clearly.]

And in mid-air.

Tianjin Fan suddenly shouted loudly, and two arms suddenly appeared from his back, like a four-armed Shura.

"Hahaha, you are so interesting. I didn't expect to meet an opponent who is as good as me. I am so excited. But now I have four hands, what should you do? Hahaha." Tianjin Fan laughed.

[Oh my God, the Tianjin Fan player actually has four hands. What kind of trick is this? I wonder how the Monkey King player will deal with it? 】

The host exclaimed.

"I have eight hands."

Sun Wukong said with a smile, swinging his hands quickly like an eight-armed Nezha.

"What? How could Wukong do such a trick?" Klin asked in surprise from behind the ring.

"These are not eight hands at all, it's just that his hands were too fast and turned into the shadow of eight hands." La Zili saw the truth at a glance.

"I...I can't tell at all." Klin said blankly.

"You are too weak." La Zili glanced at him, making Clin feel ashamed.

In the sky, the fighting continues.

The two of them struggled violently.

"Bang!"

Sun Wukong punched Tianjin Fan in the lower abdomen. The severe pain made Tianjin Fan's face distorted and he was sweating profusely.

"Damn...damn..."

Tianjin Fan covered his lower abdomen and looked at Sun Wukong angrily.

"whee……"

Sun Wukong made a victory gesture.

"Don't be proud."

Tianjin Fan gritted his teeth and put two of his hands on his forehead.

At the same time, he shouted: "Sun Fist!!!"

Suddenly, a bright light burst out from the sky.

It was as if there was a sun right in front of me.

The strong light blinded everyone instantly, it was so dazzling.

"ah!"

"Wow!"

The innocent spectators screamed repeatedly, their eyes were in great pain, and they shed tears.

"Fuck."

Even Lapis was caught off guard and his eyes stung.

"This trick is really dirty. I like it so much. I want to learn it when I have time." Lapis made up his mind.

And in the air, when you can't even see the fight?

Sun Wukong was beaten violently while being hung up by the Tianjin fan. It was so pitiful.

The sound of "bang bang bang" is endless.

Sun Wukong was beaten with many scars.

"Wukong."

At this time, Lapis shouted.

"Sense breath."

Sensing breath?

Sun Wukong calmed down.

When Tianjin Fan kicked him, he used both hands to push Tianjin Fan's legs away. Then he leaned forward and rushed forward against Tianjin Fan's legs like a tarsal maggot, hitting Tianjin Fan with a heavy punch.

Belly of rice.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The clothes on Tianjin Fan's back were torn.

The energy penetrated his body and spurted out from his back, tearing the clothes behind him.

"Wow!"

Tianjin rice vomited bitter water with a lot of blood.

He clutched his abdomen and fell from the air. He fell on the ring and could not get up again.

"Damn it, damn it."

Tianjin Fan struggled and wanted to get up again, but it was too painful. All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, and he could not regain his strength at all.

Seeing this, the host came over and started counting.

【1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10.】

[Congratulations to Sun Wukong for winning.]

The host announces the results of the game loudly.

Sun Wukong wins.

At this time, Sun Wukong's combat power is higher than that of Tianjin Fan, so it will be a matter of time before he defeats Tianjin Fan.

It's just that Tianjin Rice actually has one trick that he hasn't used yet, and he's a little unwilling to do so.

He also didn't expect that he would be knocked down suddenly by Sun Wukong's punch and never have a chance to stand up again.

Sun Wukong jumped off the ring.

The Tianjin meal was carried away by the staff.

After they got off the stage, the host shouted again.

[Dear viewers, now is the penultimate game. Players Lazili and Klin are invited to come on stage and compete.]

As soon as the host finished speaking, La Zili quickly walked out from behind the ring.

She is stunning and has a slender figure that attracts others' attention.

Many spectators whistled.

But inexplicably, the mouths of the whistling spectators were suddenly blocked by ice cubes, and they were unable to make any sound.

But Klin.

He felt a little uncomfortable. He touched his bald head and walked out slowly, not daring to look up at the audience or La Zili. He was under great pressure.

La Zili's aura is too dazzling and her strength is very strong.

But he is just ordinary, a little ashamed of himself.

[La Zili is the only female player to enter the quarterfinals this year. Everyone has seen that she is so dazzling. She is a super strong person in terms of strength and appearance. Player Klin is also not simple.

, he is the disciple of Master Guixianren Wutian, and he also has outstanding martial arts.】

[The Sun Wukong player who won the last game has entered the finals. As for Lazili or Klin, who among them can enter the finals and compete with the Sun Wukong player for the title of No. 1 in the world and a cash prize of 500,000 yuan? Excited.

The time is coming.]

The host was full of passion and explained the basic situation of the two contestants.

There were endless shouts from the audience.

【Now, the game begins!】

"Wow!"

There were noises and shouts again.

Lazili has already taken an attack stance.

Klin looked at her with complicated eyes, a little at a loss.

If you can't fight again and again, it's better to just surrender.

Don't suffer the pain of that flesh and blood.

But he was very unwilling to do so.

It was not easy for him to reach this point.

In confusion, Klin also assumed offensive and defensive postures.

However, a gust of wind blew.

Hey hey hey?

what happened?

Where does the wind come from?

Then, he found himself outside the ring.

He was knocked off the stage by the hurricane.

Just now, La Zili just waved her hand.

how so?

At the same time, Clint felt like crying.

Is the difference in strength so great?

Klin's mind went blank until the host's shout interrupted his train of thought.

[On the court, off the court, Lazili’s player wins.]

[It’s unbelievable, the strength of Lazili’s players is simply terrifying.]

[He defeated last year’s third runner-up with two moves, and defeated Teacher Wu Tian’s protégé with one move. It’s so awesome.]

[I think the last champion is definitely no match for her. The biggest dark horse player this time is undoubtedly La Zili. 】

The host kept making rainbow farts and became Lazili's biggest licker.

But he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, the microphone was snatched away by La Zili.

【No, I am not his opponent.】

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