Chapter 1748

After easily defeating the pirate, sang Tianlei stepped down from the challenge arena. He would have been unhappy with the little devil. If he hadn't been afraid to destroy Lin Zichen's plan, sang Tianlei would have started off the court. But it's not too late now. The wicked have their own way. The means of the Japanese are really vulnerable in front of Sang Tianlei.

After watching the competition, seven beauties quickly came up on the challenge arena. The beauties danced and danced, which aroused the cheers of the surrounding prisoners. After watching such a wonderful game and then enjoying the hot dance, the prisoners who usually have no entertainment shouted excitedly.

"Call morvin." In the room, the priest said to his men, who nodded. Not long after, a middle-aged man full of explosive muscles came in. There is a trace of dignity on the middle-aged man's face. I don't know what to worry about. He's the Mafia's champion, movin.

"Movin, come on, sit down." The priest saw Mo Wen come in and said cordially to Mo Wen. The latter is the apprentice of the priest's brother, so the priest has always regarded him as his own person and has enough trust in Mo Wen. When there was no one, the priest regarded morvin as his nephew. Mo Wen's strength is good, and his talent is very strong. Their brothers appreciate it very much. I believe that Mo Wen will become the first expert in Morakot prison in the near future.

But now, the presence of Aurora and his four men not only gives the priest a sense of crisis, but also movin. The latter's face is dignified because he also saw the battle just now.

"Mo Wen, how do you feel about that man's strength?" The priest was not polite and said directly to morvin.

"Very strong." Mo Wen's face was full of solemnity: "I'm not sure I can kill him."

Sang Tianlei's performance just now was really shocking. Although the Japanese pirate was not weak, he was not Mo Wen's opponent, but Mo Wen had a headache for the former's strange means. He is sure that the Japanese will be defeated within half an hour.

But don't forget that sang Tianlei spent less than five minutes from the beginning to the end of the battle. And from beginning to end, the Japanese are at a disadvantage. It's not so much a battle as a torture!

"Who are they and why have they never heard of them before?" Mo Wen was a cruel man when he was outside the prison, but he had never seen the faces of those Oriental people. After watching sang Tianlei's battle, Mo Wen asked himself if he was the man's opponent countless times, but he told him in his heart, no!

This is the first time in a long time that Mo Wen has had a lack of self-confidence. He never imagined that he would have this day. When he first entered area a, he couldn't wait to challenge his master. Even in the face of his master, Mo Wen still maintained his fighting spirit. Unlike now, before the battle began, he thought he would be defeated!

"What a powerful aura. Even I can affect it." Mo Wen smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that some strong people would have a special aura. For example, his master would make people shudder when fighting, resulting in the decline of strength and unable to give full play to his full strength.

But the guy in the challenge arena is even more cruel. Just seeing his fight makes people feel that I can't defeat this person.

"Movin, your talent is very good." Seeing the solemnity on Mo Wen's face, the priest can guess that Mo Wen may not be sang Tianlei's opponent. Take a deep breath. The priest patted Mo Wen on the shoulder: "remember, it doesn't matter if you lose, but you must come back safely."

"I know, my Lord." Mo Wen nodded, clenched his teeth fiercely, and said in a very solemn voice: "Sir, I can barely control the trace of energy in my body now. I don't believe I can't hurt that person under full attack!"

With that, Mo Wen turned and walked out of the room. In his fighting clothes, there was a real yuan stone lying quietly, which was mo Wen's last support.

At first, Mo Wen disdained to use Zhenyuan stone. He felt that the strong man against the magic dragon couldn't use it, but now Zhenyuan stone has become his last card.

At the end of the erotic dance in the challenge arena, Mo Wen heard the music stop, couldn't help taking a deep breath and tried to calm his uneasiness. Spit out all the exhaust gas from his lungs, and Mo Wen's eyes flashed a light.

At this time, Mo Wen adjusted his state to the best. The next battle is probably the most intense battle in his life. He must know how strong the newcomer is!

Even if he loses, Mo Wen wants to understand!

With everyone cheering, Mo Wen stepped onto the challenge arena. On the challenge arena, sang Tianlei had been waiting for him there for a long time. The latter came up with his hands behind his back, looked at Mo Wen, and then nodded.

"Finally there's a good one to see." After seeing Mo Wen, sang Tianlei said with a grin: "now it can make me a little more serious."

"Hehe, who can't talk big." Mo Wen, who had adjusted his mind, sneered: "don't compare me with that group of waste!"

"What's the difference?" Sang Tianlei spread his hand: "they are waste. You are only a little better than those people."

"Arrogance!" Mo Wen spit out two words coldly: "then let me see how strong the magic dragon is!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sharp saber appeared in Mo Wen's hand. Although it's easy to take the lead before he knows the enemy's strength, he can't manage so much in order to find out sang Tianlei's strength.

There is also a real Yuan Stone in his arms. Even if he falls into the disadvantage, he can quickly smooth it with the help of the power of the real yuan stone.

"The abacus is good, but it's a pity." How can sang Tianlei not understand Mo Wen's idea? He knows that the latter wants to know his real strength. Unfortunately, there is too much difference between Mo Wen and him. Even if Mo Wen drinks Zhenyuan stone as mineral water, it is impossible to test sang Tianlei's real strength.

At the moment of taking the shot, Mo Wen seemed to be domineering. An amazing momentum broke out from him, and then rushed to sang Tianlei's head with huge power. The green tendons and strong muscles are clearly visible on Mo Wen's arm, which is enough to prove how powerful Mo Wen is.

In the face of Mo Wen's punch, sang Tianlei looked lazily and stretched out his right hand as if he had no spirit. It seemed that he wanted to catch Mo Wen's punch with his hand.

"Is this guy crazy? He dares to take Mo Wen's fist with his bare hands!" A prisoner in area a couldn't help crying out after seeing sang Tianlei's action.

"This guy is either a madman or a fool. Mo Wen's fist doesn't dare to connect with animals easily. He has great power and can break a sandbag with one punch!" When someone has seen Mo Wen's training, they naturally know the horror of the latter's fist.

Breaking a sandbag with one punch is indeed the strongest force that the human body can achieve. However, even so, it is impossible to break the sandbag with fists. After all, the power of the human body is limited. If Mo Wen didn't know how to control a trace of power in his body, I'm afraid he couldn't reach that level.

"I don't think so. Everyone can see the strength of that man. I don't think he will be so stupid. He must have something to rely on." Some people think sang Tianlei is crazy. Naturally, others think sang Tianlei is not crazy. Everyone knows his performance in the challenge arena. They don't think sang Tianlei will be so arrogant. If he didn't have anything to rely on, he wouldn't do so.

During the heated discussion, Mo Wen's fist hit sang Tianlei's right hand. With a slap, Mo Wen's punch that could explode the sandbag was caught by sang Tianlei, and it was obviously very relaxed to see the latter's indifferent expression.

"How possible!" The prisoners stared at sang Tianlei in horror. With the help of Mo Wen's full strength, how strong was that guy?

The fist was caught, and there was no expression on movin's face. He had expected that sang Tianlei would easily resist his attack, because his master could also do this step. He was not surprised.

The right fist was caught. Mo Wen made a mistake and adjusted his position. The saber of his left hand stabbed sang Tianlei's throat. Mo Wen didn't hesitate. He was very fast, a little faster than the Japanese.

Unfortunately, his speed was nothing in front of Sang Tianlei. Under the perception of true Qi, sang Tianlei fiercely blocked Mo Wen's arm with his left hand, held Mo Wen with both hands, and directly raised the latter!

Mo Wen was lifted into the air by sang Tianlei. There was no panic on his face. His fingers ejected the saber and rushed to sang Tianlei's head.

Although sang Tianlei is a power warrior, speed is not what he is good at. However, martial artists have a natural advantage over ordinary people. Even if sang Tianlei's speed is very slow, he is extremely fast in the eyes of ordinary people.

Loosen Mo Wen's fist, sang Tianlei slapped the saber and flew. Then he threw Mo Wen out and hit the ground with his left hand.

Mo Wen didn't dare to fall to the ground by sang Tianlei. Otherwise, even if he wasn't hurt, he would be hurt by the strong anti earthquake force, which would affect his combat state.

Mo Wen tried his best to get his hand out of Sang Tianlei's hand, but he was shocked to find that his strength was too different from that of Sang Tianlei. He couldn't get rid of it at all.

With fierce force from the waist, Mo Wen's waist almost bent to the limit of the human body. At the moment when sang Tianlei was about to hit him on the ground, he landed on his feet, and then stood steadily on the ground. At the same time, with his left hand on his waist, a military knife appeared in his hand and cut into sang Tianlei's head.

"Good response." Sang Tianlei smiled and quickly released Mo Wen's hand. At the same time, he stepped back two steps and avoided Mo Wen's knife. Then he took a step forward and kicked Mo Wen's chest.

Mo Wen's reaction was not slow. He crossed his hands in front of his chest in an attempt to block sang Tianlei's foot. A strong force came, and Mo Wen only felt like he was hit by a running elephant, and the whole man flew out upside down.

"No, I can't bear this power?" Sang Tianlei was stunned when he saw Mo Wen flying out, but he didn't even use 10% of his strength.