President of Melee Soldier Wang Qiao

"Impossible, how is this possible!?"

Xiao Xiaoxiao looked at the two figures staggering back and forth in the arena in a daze, with a stiff expression.

She thought that Zhang Shutong would not be able to survive even one round under Wulong's command.

But what's going on now?

"That... Miss Xiaoxiao, how much did you buy?"

The servants had weird expressions. Seeing Xiao Xiaoxiao's expression, they almost burst into tears.

"Five... fifty thousand!" Xiao Xiaoxiao was about to cry, she gritted her silver teeth and cursed angrily,

"It's all that pervert's fault! I just made a bet and I got so angry when I thought of him, I bought all my deposits in a fit of anger!"

A few attendants: ...

How much do you want people to die, so you buy more in a fit of anger?

"Quick! Help me to see if the gamble on Zhang Shutong's win is closed, and help me to buy it, one to one thousand!"

Suddenly Xiao Xiaoxiao had an idea, quickly took out her wallet, and took out the only few hundred dollars left in it.

A few people suddenly had black lines. Just now, who kept saying that Zhang Shutong was a loser and would never buy from him?
……

"Death to me!"

Wulong yelled, and in an instant, he clasped Zhang Shutong's wrist, and clawed his other hand towards his neck!
Zhang Shutong didn't say a word, just raised his arms to block, and the violent force shook Zhang Shutong's legs off the ground.

Seizing this opportunity, he clasped Wulong's wrist with his backhand, and his right leg popped out through the air. With a sweeping whip kick, he whipped Wulong's left arm.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Wulong's left arm was immediately dislocated, but Zhang Shutong was not only not happy, but his face changed drastically.

Oops!

"Die!!"

Wu Long grinned ferociously, and despite the excruciating pain, he grabbed Zhang Shutong's ankle with his dislocated hand, turned around, and yanked towards himself!
At the same time, the other hand followed the spinning body, pulling a saber light and swiping it!
"laugh!"

A glaring streak of blood flew in the air, and Zhang Shutong fell backwards.

Wulong turned his legs back, Zhang Shutong was still in the air, he had already spurted a few mouthfuls of blood, flew backwards on his back, hit the fence on the edge of the ring heavily, and fell to the ground, completely silent.

It's just that the blood under his body is more and more scattered, and Zhang Shutong is motionless, it looks like he is really dead.

The audience... was silent.

"Dead... dead?"

Everyone was stunned, the battle broke out so quickly?

"Dead! Hahaha! He's dead! I won money!"

"Win, win! I bet he was hacked to death with a knife, and I won the bet! I won hahahaha!"

The next moment, the audience screamed, many people even laughed wildly, and no one paid any attention to Zhang Shutong's tragic death.

Only Liu Lin and Bai Cangsheng stood up abruptly, their bodies instantly filled with murderous intent!
Although Liu Lin said that Zhang Shutong would die, in reality, she cared more about Zhang Shutong than anyone else!
"He won't die, absolutely not, don't worry." Qin Yitian said lightly, his beautiful face was covered with frost.

It's just her hand, but she has already clenched Song Xiaotian's hand, pinching Song Xiaotian's expression slightly twisted, obviously it hurts.

Off the field, Wulong walked up to Zhang Shutong and suddenly smiled cruelly.

"Idiot, if you fight me seriously, the outcome is [-]-[-]. Only by launching a surprise attack can I win!"

"I've been messing around for so many years, how ruthless you are, you brat can't compare to eight lifetimes!"

Wulong kicked Zhang Shutong's waist and straightened his body.

It's just that with Zhang Shutong's turn, a sharp light suddenly flashed across the air!

Zhang Shutong held a dagger in his hand and swung it at Wulong's feet. Wulong groaned, and his whole body became even more unstable and fell down.

This sudden scene made no one react. The cheers of the audience stopped suddenly, and even Wu Long did not react!
Zhang Shutong, who was already "dead", jumped up from the ground, and in less than a second, he had already leaned into Wulong's face.

"You are not the only one who thinks of this!"

Zhang Shutong shouted, grabbed the dagger and stabbed forward.

At this moment, his left hand was already dripping with blood. Just at the very moment, he blocked the knife that was originally drawn towards his neck with his palm!

If it wasn't for his quick reaction, he would have become a corpse now.

Ruthless?He is not afraid either!
Zhang Shutong's knife approached Wulong, about to pierce his throat.

Masters fight, and their moves are fatal. Except for the enemy's fatal position, they will not attack other unnecessary places.

"Really?" Wulong, who should have been flustered at the moment, smiled strangely.

He leaned forward, and Zhang Shutong's knife grazed his neck and stabbed him in the shoulder.

At the same time, Wulong's right hand, which seemed to be shaking in panic, suddenly slashed, and the knife light slashed towards Zhang Shutong's neck!

"I guessed that you would do this, the knife just now was for you!" Wu Long said grimly, as he said, more ruthless... He has never been afraid of it!

Being cruel to others is also cruel to himself, this is him Wulong!
He did all this to get closer to Zhang Shutong. Only in this way could he kill Zhang Shutong in an instant without giving him a chance to escape.

Everyone thought Wu Long was a master and reckless man who could only fight, but they didn't know that he was a deep and ruthless man!

"Compare with me? Can you compare..." Wulong sneered.

"Then I will compete with you!" Zhang Shutong roared, directly interrupting Wulong's words.He didn't dodge or dodge, just let his neck face Wulong's knife!
He just curled up the middle finger and thumb of the injured palm, and flicked hard.

"call out!"

A tiny blade shot out through the air, piercing the main artery in Wulong's neck.

Zhang Shutong actually wanted to die together, the moment his knife pierced his throat, he also let the knife penetrate his aorta!

This lunatic! !
"You are crazy!"

A trace of fear flashed in Wulong's eyes, he wanted to confront Zhang Shutong directly, but after hesitating for a moment, he was still afraid.

Zhang Shutong had the guts to die with him, but he didn't!
Zhang Shutong can't compare to him in comparison, but he can't compare to Zhang Shutong in comparison to courage.

Wulong's forward arm suddenly pulled back, shaking the small blade away.

Just at this moment, Zhang Shutong rushed in front of him again, his blood-stained hand grasped the dagger tightly, and slashed from bottom to top, sending the knife in Wulong's hand flying!
It's over!Wulong's pupils shrank.

It's only in an instant that a master fights.

Once the disadvantaged person will lose in the end!
"Let me take care of everything!"

Zhang Shutong leaned closer, his voice was not loud, but it resounded in the hearts of everyone in the arena!
"Oh!"

Zhang Shutong landed a punch on Wulong's heart, and Wulong spurted blood and flew backwards. Zhang Shutong caught up with Wulong with a flick of his leg, jumped up in the air, turned around in the air, and landed on Wulong's body one after another, killing him. The water spurted out.

"Crack!"

Wulong flew upside down, even broke the fence, and flew out of the field. He rolled several times before stopping, but he was motionless.

The audience... was instantly dead silent!
The next moment, there was a burst of cheers that almost exploded the audience, and then resounded loudly!
"Win! Zhang Shutong won!"

"How is it possible? Wulong actually lost?"

"Awesome!"

"Zhang Shutong! Zhang Shutong!"

"Zhang Shutong!"

"Zhang Shutong!"

"..."

Cheers!

Zhang Shutong directly used his iron-like strength to win their crazy cheers!