Chapter 2890

Bruce Lee doesn't care about each other's verbal threats at all.

He just said coldly, "you deserve to slap you and say dirty words. But if you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."

Bruce Lee's remark is clearly intended to make the other party retreat and see the situation clearly. Unfortunately, the muscular man who is angry and angry will not listen to it. Instead, he feels that Bruce Lee is specifically mocking him and is even more crazy.

"You're too crazy. Today, either you die or I live. I'll kill you."

The muscular man roared, and the blood colored runes lit up on his body, condensed into the shape of monsters, and blessed his body, making his breath soar in an instant, and his strength has been greatly strengthened.

Then, the muscular man's right hand was covered with a layer of dark metal color like an iron armor, with great momentum. He hit Bruce Lee with a fierce fist. Behind the muscular man, there emerged three monster illusions in different forms, with amazing momentum.

"Good, good, strong physique, good boxing."

"The power of Qi and blood and the power of this fist are afraid to move mountains and fill the sea. It seems that the boy who doesn't know where to come from will suffer a great loss."

When people nearby saw this scene, they shouted one after another. Some began to cheer on the muscular man, making him regain his self-confidence at once.

"Go to hell, regret and despair that you have angered me, die." The muscular man roared and punched out.

Bruce Lee stood where he was, motionless. With bursts of broken voices, a layer of blood crystal rushed up to his right arm. Then, there was little momentum, and he also hit it with a fist.

Pop!

When the two fists hit each other, I only heard a very clear sound. The muscular man who was originally confident and arrogant changed his face in an instant.

His right fist was soft and collapsed. Then it was transmitted to the whole right arm, which exploded and turned into pieces of meat. His whole right arm was directly broken and completely wasted.

"Ah ~"

The muscular man screamed and howled. He was directly beaten out and fell heavily into the water. He didn't know life or death for a moment.

Quiet.

It was like a dead cemetery. Everyone stared round without making a sound. They looked at the scene with a frightened expression, Bruce Lee and his right hand.

Some people even opened their mouth wide enough to fill a hundred eggs. It was too unexpected and scary to watch this scene. Before that, no one thought that the muscular man would lose so thoroughly, so quickly, so miserable, so embarrassing, and even there was no room to fight back.

If Bruce Lee didn't have the smell of robbing immortals, people would think he was the strong one.

There is no doubt that the worship and respect for the strong have always come from the heart and soul. Everyone present was so frightened that they subconsciously shut their mouths and dared not say no more.

For strong people with such terrorist strength, it is natural to jump in the queue, and they dare not have anyone against it.

Even the middle-aged friar in charge of collecting fees suddenly narrowed his eyes. He realized that this guy must be a more powerful physical practitioner. Even if he had just punched, he would never dare to hit him hard.

It's also a muscular fool. He was hot and angry for a moment, so he dared to touch the fist directly. Now, the whole right arm is broken.

Even if he repaired his right arm in the future, his strength was at least half, and he suffered heavy losses. He also blamed his poor eyesight and dared to provoke such a evil spirit.

After finishing all this, in the surprised and frightened eyes of the people, Bruce Lee came to the middle-aged monk and said faintly, "now no one opposes me jumping in the queue. I can enter the island."

The middle-aged monk smiled when he heard the speech, but he didn't show much hostility. After all, the strong are respected wherever they are. Although the other party's means are indeed a little stronger, it is others who hurt, not him. Naturally, he is too lazy to care more.

However, the strong are usually rich. If such a rich man is placed in front of him, how can he let go so easily.

The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "it's not impossible for you to jump the queue, but you have to pay more?"

"Add money?" Speaking of this, Bruce Lee's face suddenly became gloomy, like the sea of the abyss, revealing danger. He said coldly, "how much do you want to add? My fist is hard again, and suddenly my hands are itching. Why don't you try it?"

Then he shook his fist. It seemed that there was a little blood left by the arm of the strong man who had just broken his muscle. It fell into the eyes of the middle-aged friar, which was a naked threat.

As soon as the left and right guards saw it, their faces immediately changed and they were about to surround them. For a time, the atmosphere on both sides became more rigid, with a smell of swords and crossbows.

Bruce Lee and the middle-aged friar keep looking at each other. Their eyes collide with a spark. They are fighting fiercely, like two super masters fighting with their ideas.

A battle without smoke of gunpowder was going on madly between the two, and no one would show any weakness.

However, in the end, it was a victory or defeat. The middle-aged monk gave in. His tight expression relaxed a little, showed a very reluctantly smile, and said, "ten thousand, ten thousand God Yuan Stone will let you enter the island."

Hearing this, Bruce Lee knew that the price was very reasonable. Without much nonsense, he directly threw out a money bag and said, "there are six of us. Here is 60000 God yuan stone. You can count it."

"Six?" The middle-aged monk said in surprise while counting the divine yuan stone.

It's done here. Bruce Lee immediately sends a message to Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao comes to the entrance with Yue Yao and the three people he saved.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged friar immediately knew that he had suffered a great loss. If he had known earlier, he should have asked for more money and should be able to succeed. However, Bruce Lee's subtle move soon made him completely give up the idea.

The six men stopped at the entrance, but Bruce Lee didn't stand first. Instead, he gave this position to Chen Xiao. This small move suddenly fell into the eyes of the middle-aged friar. He had long been a human spirit. He immediately guessed that the real leader of the team should be Chen Xiao, rather than showing his strong strength just now, Bruce Lee shocked everyone.

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