Chapter 502

There are more than 50 people, dozens of sects, and the total number is over 1000.

What does Luke Shaw want with so many people?

Lian Qigong went down the road,

"We don't do anything against the law."

"Don't worry, just shout slogans, build up momentum, don't kill people, and don't set fire to them. What's the matter? Answer No."

Lian Qigong couldn't make up his mind. He looked at other people, and they all got together to discuss in a low voice,

"As long as we don't kill or set fire, we can promise."

"That's a deal."

Dirk laughs and the task given to him by the young master is finished.

After the conditions were set, the competition began.

Ah Jiu and Chen Feng stepped onto the temporary challenge arena and stopped four meters apart. Reporters took out cameras one after another, and several local radio stations also broadcast live.

There was some noise around, but it didn't affect ah Jiu and Chen Feng.

The former is pure minded and only knows how to eat and fight, while the latter is a pure boxer who spends half his life practicing martial arts and sometimes doesn't say a word for several days in a row.

When both sides are ready, the referee waves,

"The contest begins!"

As the voice fell, ah Jiu touched the ground on all fours and rushed forward quickly. Chen Feng put out the starting style of the ancient boxing, his eyes were calm and straight ahead.

Ah Jiu is very fast. When he reaches Chen Feng, he suddenly turns around and waves his claws from the right.

His claws were tearing the air so fast, but Chen Feng seemed to have expected it. He moved his left leg backward, avoided his claws, and rushed forward suddenly, with a straight fist pointing at the gap.

Bang!

The fist is blocked by the arm, and the powerful force makes ah Jiu retreat.

"Good!"

The crowd cheered, the smile on Dirk's face disappeared, and his eyes were full of seriousness,

"Good solid basic skills, good hard fist!"

After taking advantage of it, Chen Feng did not pursue it, but still stood still.

Ah Jiu's eyes became fierce. He circled around his opponent and touched the ground on all fours, just like a predatory beast.

After four turns in a row, he suddenly charged forward and stopped two meters in front of Chen Feng.

The Yellow faced man's face changed slightly. He quickly stepped back. The young man pressed him step by step, not far or near. He always kept a distance of two meters.

Ah Jiu grew up in a barren mountain. He knows how to solve his prey with the simplest and most effective methods. However, these methods may not be effective for human beings. However, he is a guy with great fighting talent. After continuous competition in the arena, he has found out how human beings fight.

Distance is the weak link of human beings. Due to the lack of explosive power, two meters is the limit for ordinary people to attack, but for ah Jiu, it is just the beginning.

Chen Feng was forced to suffer by him. He couldn't help but yell. The iron fist that wrapped his inner breath smashed forward with all his strength. Before his fist arrived, the strong wind came to his face.

Ah Jiu dodged.

After one blow failed, Chen Feng turned his fist into a claw and grabbed the face.

This trick, dianhao, falls on ah Jiu's position.

Bang!

His arms went up and blocked his claws. Chen Feng's eyes were full of light and burst out with all his strength. His five fingers clucked and seemed to crush ah Jiu's arms.

The next second, a huge force rushed out.

Ah Jeou broke away with his strength and clasped his opponent's wrist with his backhand. That hand was even more terrible. He just broke his whole arm.

Right hand pain, can't lift any strength.

Chen Feng's pupils contracted, and he was surprised and angry. In order to fight, he repeatedly watched videos and studied ah Jiu's fighting methods. He thought he would win, but it turned out that way.

He is also a ruthless, simply abandon the right hand, clasp each other's shoulder, hit with the head.

Dong!

The two heads collided heavily together, not to mention the parties, and the audience all felt pain.

Ah Jiu's head is dizzy and his body shakes. Chen Feng is a little better. He has practiced iron head skill and can withstand the anti shock force. While the opponent is not sober, he adds his fists and kicks together and keeps fighting back.

The cheers were deafening, and several old people could not help leaning forward.

Dirk's expression changed a little,

"The boy won't lose, will he?"

The next moment, the tiger roared in the air.

The fierce murderous atmosphere swept the stadium, and everyone's sweat bristled, just like a fierce tiger.

Ah Jiu, who fell to the ground, suddenly burst up and punched Chen Feng in the chest.

Pop!

The clothes split inch by inch, and the latter flew out directly. There was a fist print on the chest, and the purple red blood vessels around were like cobwebs.

The air quieted strangely.

They were stunned, and Lian Qigong said with a trembling voice,

"Tiger... Tiger..."

Ah Jiu walks to Chen Feng step by step. His blood red eyes exude a sense of killing. When he looks at them, he can see the virtual shadow of the tiger.

One wave after another, the murderous spirit swung around, and several timid spectators collapsed directly on the ground, trembling at the corners of their mouths, with liquid flowing out of their lower bodies.

At this time, ah Jiu's appearance is human, but his inner is wild animal.

Chen Feng vomited blood at his mouth, and his calm in his eyes disappeared. He was full of despair,

"I give up. I give up."

He used all his strength to roar, but ah Jiu didn't show anything. Every step was on his heart.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhao Cheng said sternly,

"Those who stop you, we give up."

Dirk sneers in his heart: stop ah Jiu? Are you kidding? Who dares to stop him except the young master and miss Danvers.

The boy went crazy, but he didn't recognize his family.

Meanwhile, in the dining room, Linda frowned as she watched the war on the screen,

"Can he make it?"

"Hard, almost impossible."

Ah Jiu's temperament is a beast. He can't control himself, let alone anything else.

Linda sighed, "I shouldn't listen to you. Now, there are so many cameras. Once he starts killing people, it's up to you to deal with it."

"Don't worry, he won't kill people."

"EVA."

"I see, young master."

Ah Jiu's clothes burst out a strong biological pulse, which acts on the nervous system and directly corona him.

The young man fell to the ground, and the murderous atmosphere around him disappeared.

All of them were relieved. Zhao Cheng looked at Dirk in a puzzled way,

"This is..."

The latter stall, "you said, let me stop him, can only be like this."

"What about the result of the game?"

Zhao Cheng's eyes were eager, and several old people were eager.

Ah Jeou is in a coma. Although Chen Feng is seriously injured, he is still a little sober. In principle

Dirk laughs,

"Well, I'll wake him up and let's continue to compete."

Then he got up and went down.

All of a sudden, they were so anxious that they could only say bitterly,

"We lost, we think, but I want to ask if the tiger roar just now is the legendary tiger evil Scripture."

Voice down, all eyes are gathered, showing a strong curiosity.

He coughed solemnly in his heart, and then said slowly,

"Yes, ah Jiu's practice is exactly the tiger evil Scripture. It's said that it's a top-level skill comparable to Tianshi CE."