With unparalleled talent, he could defeat three thousand emperors single-handedly!

The middle-aged man who was kicked off the stage sat on the ground with a blank face. He felt a flash in front of his eyes and was knocked off the stage. He touched his body and found that he was not injured. The middle-aged man hurriedly stood up and thanked Su Hong. On the stage, life and death are determined by fate. Although there are referees, warriors are still beaten to death from time to time. Usually, after a game, it is common to break bones. The opponent was able to kick him off the stage, but he was not injured. Obviously, the opponent showed mercy. Su Hong waved his hand at him. Although he competed with these people, it was all for money, and there was no grudge, so he would naturally not kill them. At this time.

In the audience, seeing the middle-aged man being kicked off, the audience was stunned for a moment.

Normally, warriors who dare to go to the ring are not weak.

It is rare to see a scene where someone is knocked off the stage before he finishes speaking.

"This minotaur is really good!"

"Hehe, no wonder he dares to defend the ring!"

The audience laughed and talked, and became a little interested in the minotaur.

At this time, most people's attention was focused on the martial arts ring.

"Damn, didn't we say we were going to fight? How come he was kicked off with one kick?"

Chen Lin and a group of students looked at each other.

"It's because this guy is too strong, and his combat power is overwhelming."

Li Tu explained at this time.

"Tsk, no matter how strong he is, he is just a martial arts apprentice. I guess he can't even take a punch from my Thunder Fist. What's so good about it."

Chen Shan curled his lips.

"Haha, the martial artists are so fierce, we can't afford to be left behind!"

At this time, a hearty laugh came from the waiting room for the quasi-martial artists.

The next moment.

A middle-aged man wearing a white fox mask jumped onto the quasi-martial artist arena.

"I want to play the defending mode too!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was boiling.

"Damn, isn't this the white fox? The arena overlord who has won the championship for seven consecutive days is actually going to play the defending mode today!"

"Hiss, it's a good show tonight, it's really worth it!"

Seeing the white fox on stage, the audience suddenly became excited.

At the same time.

Martial artist arena.

A reminder sounded in Su Hong's mind.

[Defeat the martial artist and gain 3 martial arts points. 】

"3 points?"

Su Hong thought in his heart.

I don't know how much martial arts points are needed to increase 1 point of Qi and blood.

At this time.

"Martial Arts Arena, one win!"

"There are 48 martial arts disciples left!"

"Let's see whether this bull...er...minotaur successfully defends the arena tonight, or there are other masters!"

The referee shouted with a loud speaker, his voice was high, stirring up the enthusiasm of everyone present!

The audience screamed with excitement, and people kept standing up from their chairs and roaring with red faces.

"Let's talk about it after the fight."

Su Hong didn't think about the system, but focused his mind.

He immediately looked down at the stage.

He waved his hand.

"Next!"

Soon, a burly man jumped onto the stage.

He grinned at Su Hong.

"My friend, thank you for showing mercy to my brother just now. In return, I will try not to hurt you!"

As he spoke, his whole body was full of blood.

The aura he exuded was only a little weaker than that of the quasi-martial artist in the next arena.

Obviously, this man was only one step away from being a quasi-martial artist.

"Please."

Su Hong smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Here I come!"

The middle-aged man gave a low reminder.

He took two steps at a time and rushed to Su Hong.

He punched out, and a violent sound of breaking through the air exploded.

In response, Su Hong did not dodge and raised his fist to meet it.

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw this.

He did not expect that after he showed his blood and energy first, the minotaur dared to take his full-strength punch.

Considering that the other party had shown mercy before.

The middle-aged man thought about reducing his strength.

But before he could do it.

Su Hong's fist suddenly accelerated.

The two fists touched each other instantly.

"Hmm!?"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he felt a surge of strength coming.

The thought of reducing his strength was gone immediately.

The veins on his neck bulged, and he was about to roar and go all out.

Su Hong kicked him off the stage again with a very fast kick.

Just like his brother.

The middle-aged man flew off the stage and sat on the buttocks where his brother had just sat.

There was even some residual warmth on the ground.

"This.

.....I lost just like that! ? "

The middle-aged man was confused.

Looking at the Minotaur on the stage, his eyes were full of shock.

He had 89 points of Qi and blood.

He was considered the best among the martial artists today.

This was also the reason why he wanted to reduce his strength.

But the result.

The opponent not only punched him hard, but also found time to kick him.

Obviously, his strength was far beyond his.

"Where did this monster come from..."

The middle-aged man was depressed and relieved.

Fortunately, the Minotaur showed mercy. If he had a vicious heart, that kick would at least break a few of his ribs.

"Martial artist arena, two consecutive wins!"

The referee shouted.

Next.

More than a dozen martial artists came on stage one after another.

They were all easily defeated by Su Hong.

He didn't even breathe.

"With my perfect Vajra Fist, there is no opponent in the martial artist arena. "

The successive battles made Su Hong understand this.

"Quasi-warrior arena, five consecutive wins!"

At this time, a loud shout came from the next door.

Su Hong turned his head and looked.

I saw the man wearing a white fox mask standing on the arena calmly.

"As expected of a white fox, he is really strong!"

"Nonsense, if a person can win the championship for seven consecutive days, how can his strength be bad!"

"I heard that he has practiced D-level martial arts to perfection, and his combat power is not comparable to other quasi-warriors!"

"......"

Hearing the words from the audience, Su Hong's eyes moved.

D-level martial arts perfect realm?

Isn't that the same level as his Vajra Fist.

With such strength, he can win five consecutive victories?

And it looks very easy.

Just then.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of breaking through the air came from one side.

"Hmm? "

Su Hong frowned and dodged to the side subconsciously.

Just as he dodged, a bang sounded at the place where he was standing before.

Looking up, he saw a young man grinning at him.

"Very fast."

The sneak attack failed, but he was not embarrassed at all.

Su Hong's expression turned cold.

The punch just now was aimed at the back of his head.

If he hadn't dodged, he might have died here.

"Fuck, it's this shameless Lin Ping again. He won the championship by sneak attack yesterday!"

"And after the sneak attack was successful, he deliberately beat the original man into a cripple. His move was extremely cruel!"

"Ah? Sneak attack is okay, the referee doesn't care! ? "

"This is an underground boxing match, buddy, the fight starts when you get on the stage, the rules are not that strict! "

"Hmph, I just can't stand this guy. He's obviously one of the best martial artists, but he insisted on sneaking up on them. He doesn't even think it's insulting. He's so shameless!"

"......"

Listening to the audience cursing.

On the ring, Lin Ping was not angry, but waved to everyone with a smile.

It seemed as if the audience was not scolding him, but praising him.

But suddenly, there was a burst of noise.

Lin Ping only saw a figure approaching him rapidly in his peripheral vision.

A huge fist quickly enlarged in his pupils.

He went straight to his face!

Lin Ping's face suddenly changed, and while he turned his head to avoid it, he punched out fiercely.

The moment the two fists collided.

Lin Ping's clenched fist was instantly deformed and his hand bones were shattered.

Not only that, the terrifying force dislocated the bones of his arm, and the forearm bone pierced through the flesh, exposing a large part of it to the air.