All people think that fat man is a parallel product. They don't know that Rooney can withstand the pressure of 20000 Jin. Due to his own strength, he has also reached a terrible 10000 Jin. Coupled with the hardness of alloy limbs, he is almost invincible.
Fat people are not hard to accept.
Rooney step by step toward the fat man, with a trace of pity on his face, but there are rules in Shura arena, and he will never die in the challenge arena. At the moment, as long as he gently twists his foot on the fat man's heart, the latter will turn into a corpse.
He tried to get up, but his body didn't listen and failed several times. A little doubt appeared on his face. Can't he really stand up?
Just then——
"Bang!"
The iron railings outside made a brittle sound of being kicked off.
Duan Hong's body shape almost instantaneously leaped up from the stage and stood in front of the fat man. There was no expression on his face. He was 1.8 meters tall and confronted Rooney, the ultimate killer of heita, who was half his head higher.
Momentum, not the slightest decline, the body's internal Qi in the four channels through the rapid flow, there is a faint sign of release out of the body.
"Ah! What's going on? "
"Get out of here!"
"This is not the place where you stay. Where are the people of Shura hall? Can we take turns to fight? When did that happen? "
Many members on the second floor began to yell. They were eager to see death and flesh splashing. They didn't want to see this kind of rotation.
The female emcee called below: "sir! I'm warning you now. You must come down immediately. You are challenging the Shura arena! It will be affected by the Shura hall. "
Yan Xiaowen also immediately stood up and cried out: "brother Duan, no! Don't be impulsive. " Once upon a time, this kind of thing happened. A boxer rushed to the challenge arena and refused to listen when dissuading him. He was beaten alive by the three boxers trained in the Shura arena.
Yes, the Shura arena has inviolable dignity. This kind of midfield can't stop. If someone wants to stop, he must go through the joint attack of the three fighters in the Shura arena. Only by defeating the three can he replace the challenger.
"Hong! You get out of the way Fat man shouts with all his strength. He is on the stage now. If he replaces himself, he may not be able to raise his head all his life. Some things, even if you die, you have to face them alone.
Duan Hong shook his head: "fat man, this is your limit. I brought you. If you die, I can't explain to Uncle Duan who died."
"No! no It's not my limit. " Fat left hand on the ground, he wanted to stand up, did not expect that the body is so heavy, like mountains in general, fell down again.
Left hand inadvertently touched trouser pocket, inside drum drum“ This is what Hong gave me The fat man reached into his pocket and took out the bottle of red liquid. Without any thought, he unscrewed the cap and poured it all into his mouth.
A pungent and greasy feeling flowed into his stomach through his throat, and immediately his whole body was hot, as if he was soaking in the magma, especially the numb body on his right side. He gradually felt light. Each pore is expanded, releasing the body's fatigue, blood flow in the blood vessels is accelerated, and the exhaust gas is replaced with a stream of fresh oxygen.
Every cell of the body seems to be reborn, full of power again, and this power is still expanding madly, as if to say that his whole body is bursting.
"Ah!" Fat man yells, chest depression, dull instant release, replaced by excitement, desire, adrenal hormone while ten times the secretion, the scene appears unreal slow.
This time, he easily got up from the challenge arena, his whole upper body turned red, and the Black Tiger Tattoo on his chest was as bright as blood.
"Hong, thank you. Or - let me do it. " Pangziping's voice was calm.
Duan Hong looks at him and smiles. His goal has been achieved. He has played in the Shura arena. How can he not know the rules of the Shura arena? Every Shura arena has its own boxer. At the moment when he stepped on the stage, he felt that at least five fierce eyes were on him.
He didn't know how powerful the fighters in Shura arena were, but he could feel the continuous murderous spirit from his eyes. This murderous spirit could only be sent out from himself after many tests of life and death.
The bottle of red liquid was the Wumu spirit wine given to him by Duan Hong's second master. Duan Hong once drank only one drop, and his whole body immediately felt violent. The fat man drank a small bottle, which was 20 times as much as Duan Hong. What kind of feeling would he have?
Duan Hong smiles at Rooney, walks down the ring slowly and stands under the ring. If the fat man can't beat Rooney, he doesn't mind running up again. At that time, he will fight against three fighters and save the fat man's life!
With Duan Hong's end, his eyes gradually shrunk, and the members on the second floor saw the fat man stand up again, burning his passion again. They clapped their hands and left Duan Hong behind.
"Director Jiang, just now we can see from Rooney, the ultimate murderer, that he has great strength. According to the data, he has the power of ten thousand jin. How do you think or predict the next battle result?"
"Well, Mr. Chen has just seen that the black tiger was put down by Wayne Rooney. He can't stand up at all. But just now I saw him drink something secretly. It's probably stimulant or something. Although the Shura arena doesn't prohibit these things, I'm still optimistic about Wayne Rooney. Next, the black tiger is a flash in the pan, just to see that he can withstand several attacks of Wayne Rooney."
"In this way, is Jiang guidao completely on the side of the ultimate killer? In fact, I think the strength of the black tiger is still very good. As you said just now, his gun boxing practice is very good. If you fight to death, maybe there are five or five points that are not good
"Mr. Chen, I think you've been a commentator for so many years for nothing. Just now, the black tiger almost lost. Don't you see that he's at the end of his rope? Gun fist is powerful, but with the strength of Rooney's ten thousand jin, he doesn't have the power to fight back at all. I said that Rooney didn't respond to his dozens of punches just now. Can't you see that Rooney's super fighting ability? You idiot! Come on, Rooney, kill the black tiger
"Damn it! Director Jiang, you are wrong to state your point of view. Why do you scold me, you son of a bitch? Dare to attack me personally? Can we have a fight? "
"Afraid of you?" Jiang said nothing. He is in his forties, but Chen is only thirty years old. He is also a big man. It is said that he has been practicing boxing for many years. He's a theorist. I'm afraid he won't get any advantage if he starts.
"Black tiger, your willpower is still so tough. Ha ha, struggling on the verge of death is often the best time to improve your personal strength. Come on, let me see if your attack power is still the same. " Rooney is not in a hurry. He moves forward.
The fat man grinned. His mouth was full of blood and saliva. He also took a few steps forward. They almost met, but none of them started.
"Drillmaster, in fact, you don't hurt me at all. I really don't know how you live. If you don't do it by yourself, it's useless to transplant so many metals." Fat man's whole body is hot, and steam comes out from his head. He feels that his broken ribs are healing.
This kind of phenomenon, which he has never met in more than 20 years, is incredible. He needs time to recover, and this time will not be too long.
"Is it?" Rooney, raised his fist and hit the fat man on the cheek. The heavy blow, without any fancy, twisted the fat man's face. The bloody teeth flew out, and two bloodstains flew out of his nostrils.
Fat man steady body, ha ha laugh: "but so."
"Well, I can make you die faster." Rooney took two steps, grabbed the fat man's hair and got a double knee. The fat man's face was sunken, his nose bone was broken, his body was smashed, fell on the challenge arena and rolled back until the edge of the challenge arena.
"Ha ha ha." The fat man still smiles and slowly gets up from the ground. His whole face is almost flat, and his eyes are broken. There are the most capillaries, and there is blood in the moment. His eyes are covered with blood.
Really, as Duan Hong said, there is no pain, but it is very refreshing.
"I think you'll get a few more." Rooney took the fat man's hand and threw it to the center of the challenge arena, followed by another powerful sweep of his leg, hitting him on the chest. The fat man's body was like a hit baseball, flying far away, hitting heavily on the railing, and the steel bar of his wrist was dented.
He fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, stood up again and climbed up to the challenge arena.
At this moment, in the challenge arena, the fat man became a human target, and Rooney kept kicking him. Everyone on the second floor looked silly.
For the first time, Yan Xiaowen felt cruel and had the impulse to admit defeat, but seeing that the fat man was still insisting, he couldn't do that.
Duan Hong slowly turned over and couldn't bear to see his good brother being tortured and killed. The monkey frowned and called out: "fat man, hit him, hit him, you bastard! dog shit! Why don't you do it! "
Zhu Shan clenched his teeth and clenched his fist. "Fat man, you are my instructor! You can't be shameful, fat man. What was your momentum when you were a child? What about your power? "
All this fat man heard clearly, at this moment, he became the protagonist, and everyone kneaded a sweat for him. Finally, he felt his ribs connected again, and his strength reached the peak. The accumulation was over!
This process is a bit long, his two mung bean eyes become extremely bright.
However, Rooney's heart beat too fast because of his continuous exertion. His heavy body made him feel uncomfortable and began to gasp. Normally, he could hardly reach this level. His opponent was maimed or killed by him.
Rooney once again hit the right hand, this time it was a little different, his arm made of alloy was caught by the fat man's left hand. It's hard to move.
"Enough, dear instructor, it seems that your attack power is not very good. It's time to write history. I think the name of black tiger will soon be recorded in the history of Siberian training camp." The fat man said, swinging his left hand. Rotate around your legs.
Rooney's body of more than 700 Jin, since he started centrifugal exercise!
"Hoo! Whoo! Hoo
One, two, three. The speed is higher than once, and Rooney's body drives the wind. He wants to resist, but the huge centrifugal force makes him even unable to open his mouth“ Go Fat man called to drink, released his left hand, Rooney's body flew out, broke through the iron railings, fell at the foot of the female emcee, scared the female emcee, who focused on watching the game, lost face and stepped back. The fat man took a few steps, leaped at the edge of the ring, landed on Rooney, lifted his hands and threw them back to the center of the ring“ Ha ha, drillmaster, you can't have such a powerful feeling in your life. Let me end your life. " The fat man said, reaching for Rooney's right hand and pinning his legs to his body, a judo Cross came“ Ah, Ho He opened his mouth and roared. With the cry, his explosive power reached the peak. He tugged hard with both hands and hissed! Rooney even had time to react, his right hand was pulled down by the fat man!