After taking down the boss, the painting style is sweet and fried

Chapter 154

It was a rare moment for Tianrui to punch like this recklessly.

His panic made Su Moli calm and calm. A person from outside the sect could actually do this. This state of affairs makes people doubt whether he is a person from within the realm.

Everyone was sweating for Tianrui. In the eyes of everyone, such an obvious loophole, but the person concerned was dazed and confused.

The stitches are messy.

The speed of punching was so fast that it made people overwhelmed, but from Su Moli's evasion and counterattack just now, it can be seen that his reaction was extremely sensitive and quick.

This time, it really is the same.

Su Moli waited quietly for the arrival of the swift fist, his slightly slender body compared to Tianrui swayed lightly, and dodged lightly without any effort.

And almost at the same moment, his hand slapped Tianrui's right cheek.

The cheeks were slightly deformed due to the impact of gravity and returned instantly.

The root of the tooth was in pain because of the huge impact.

The moment Tianrui let go of his fist, the circles of Tianrui's eyes quickly turned red and purple.

In the eyes of everyone, it can be clearly seen how much strength Su Moli has used.

can be imagined,

This game has already been decided.

The great shame Tianrui endured twice today.

He has been in the underground for three times as the first champion, but today, he was actually slapped in the face by a brat like that, so his expression was naturally not good.

It was just a split second, and the situation reversed too quickly in the eyes of everyone.

Those who overwhelmed Tianrui to win this game were downcast, and those who were moaning and sighing were now screaming and cheering.

Because they know that this win is not just the amount of money they bet, but countless times. Some even become poor in this gambling game, and some will become rich overnight.

The competitions that Tianrui can participate in are naturally different from others.

Qiao Yu stood under the stage, the sweat on his forehead naturally squeezed the sweat for Tianrui nervously.

In the first two rounds, it was obvious that Su Moli was not an ordinary person, and the one who dared to challenge Tianrui was either a lunatic or a powerful opponent.

Tianrui's face was ugly and ashen, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

After winning the first championship from the very beginning, Tianrui has hardly encountered such an opponent, which made him habitually stand on the top and look down on the boxers.

But today, he will be defeated.

He couldn't swallow this shame.

And those who sat in the audience watching the game couldn't swallow it.

how so.

Just a little white face.

The referee gestured for a timeout, and Tian Rui clenched his fists and turned around angrily.

Qiao Yu stepped forward to inquire about Tianrui's situation in due course.

"Tianrui, today's condition doesn't look good, or we'll admit it this time." Qiao Yu looked at it seriously, knowing that Su Moli is not so easy to deal with today.

Tianrui's body must not be injured.

The sweat on Qiao Yu's forehead had already slid down his face and fell into his clothes.

The assistant stepped forward, took out the mouthguard Tianrui was talking about, and put a bottle of water on his head to relieve his hot body.

Tianrui didn't intend to take the mineral water handed over, so the assistant had no choice but to give up and took a towel to wipe his face. When he wiped the red and swollen right cheek of Tianrui, it seemed to hurt him.

The thick sword eyebrows were all screwed together, and the assistant who was wiping him by the side was frightened by the grinning appearance, and retracted his hands and feet.

It was the first time for Tianrui to be slapped in the face like this, and they could understand his mood at the moment, and they didn't dare add fuel to the fire at this juncture.

"It's not over yet." There was no warmth in the cool voice.

But Qiao Yu knew that Tianrui was serious.

The biting cold of icebergs, frost and snow.

He was afraid, afraid of Tianrui's appearance, if he was serious, it would probably piss him off.

As for the opponent tonight, the two must be fighting endlessly.

Qiao Yu was worried: "Tianrui, there is no need, he is just a low-level person, we don't need to be as knowledgeable as him, our own body is important, don't forget, you are not alone now, if..."

"I have my measure."

Qiao Yu's words were interrupted by Tianrui.

The smell of bloodthirsty, like a storm is about to hit.

Qiao Yu wanted to persuade him a few more words, but the host's voice sounded: "The exciting moment is coming, tonight, the final result of the match will be announced, whether it will be our Baguan Tianrui or Su Mo What about slaves?"

"Let's face the last game with a scream."

How could Tianrui, who had always been on top of the champion, be willing to be inferior to others?
The red light in his eyes made him feel chilling.

On the other side, Su Moli's thin body, which had already been prepared, looked light and fluffy.The indifferent appearance does not seem to belong to the people here.

The surroundings are still dim, but the atmosphere is not as depressing as it was at first, making it hard to breathe.

There were screams, shouts and roars one after another.

Some are unwilling, some are excited.

Tianrui and Su Moli walked to Taichung in the face of such a noisy atmosphere, and the referee was already in place.

Just waiting for the host's order.

And in the dark crowd below the stage, suddenly there was a figure.

Weave through the crowd.

The stage was too bright, and Su Moli saw the person in the dimness at a glance.

His calm eyes became more nervous.

But when their eyes met, they disappeared without a trace.

The game kicked off.

In this crucial moment of the last round, the result was known without competition, but Tianrui refused to admit defeat.

If in this last round, Tianrui can knock Su Moli down to the point where he can't stand it, then it is possible to turn the situation around.

Those who didn't believe in Su Moli at first also had some doubts at the moment whether Tianrui could successfully turn around.

Holding his breath, he stared at the center of the stage without blinking.

At the beginning of this round, Tianrui was not so impulsive, but like a hungry wolf arrested, quietly waiting for a good opportunity.

The bottom of the pupil was bloodshot, bright red and frightening.

The hands that were originally hanging on the sides rested on his chest, staring defensively at Su Moli in front of him.

On the contrary, Su Moli looked so calm that he hardly looked like a person in a competition.

He just wanted to come here to find someone, but after waiting for so long, that person didn't show up, and the little patience he had accumulated with great difficulty was dissipated here.

Sight, inadvertently glanced at the pair of eyes in the crowd, and the irritability between the brows could not be concealed.

This time, without waiting for Tianrui to make a move, Su Moli, who had been passively fighting back, attacked.

And Su Moli's impatience was exactly the opportunity Tianrui was waiting for.

Seizing this opportunity, Tianrui shrewdly dodged the moment Su Moli made a move, and at the same time, quickly fought back in the same way as Su Moli did in the previous two rounds.

But what is different from Tianrui is that Su Moli is not Tianrui after all.

Not as angry as him, and not as impatient as him.

I don't know whether Tianrui underestimated him or Su Moli hid too deeply.

(End of this chapter)