Synopsis: From the second kill Huashan smoke talent began to become stronger

Chapter 104

“Death…. dead…”

“Inagi Fuminobu… up…”

No one expected the game to get to this point.

The monk referee broke out in a cold sweat, although he was also shocked, but the underground arena was like that.

Even death is a possible thing!

“Divide the winner and loser!!”

Under the loud announcement of the referee, the audience woke up like a dream.

“Too… That’s awesome! ”

“In the end, it turned out to be Huayama Smoke’s victory!”

“What a tragic duel!”

The audience had nothing but shock at the beginning.

Because they know.

In underground arenas, serious injuries, disabilities, and death are all possible things.

Not only did they know, but also the martial artists of the underground arena who came here to duel.

In every duel here, they fight again with the consciousness of death.

Inagi no no nobu, Hanayama smoked them as well.

Because here, there are no rules of the underground fighting arena!

Hanayama looked at the dead Inagiro Fuminoshin who fell to the ground, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned to leave.

But within a few steps, his steps stopped.

Looking at the thin old man in front of him, Hua Shan’s expression did not change.

“I know it’s a perverse request… However, I hope to compete with you here! ”

The master of Inagi Wen Zhixin looked at the big man in front of him and said.

He raised two fists, and his short and thin body looked so pitiful compared to Huayama Yan.

But Hua Shan Yan narrowed his eyes, and a fierce aura was released from his body.

He stretched out his hand to prevent the referee who was about to step forward to stop him from entering.

The master of Inagi Fuminoshin shouted loudly: “Challenge unfair violence, that is the meaning of the existence of martial arts!” ”

“How can I allow someone like you who is known for violence to run rampant in such a sacred assembly!”

Cold sweat broke out on the face of the master of Inagi Wen Zhixin, and although his face was a little panicked, it was full of determination.

“If you are allowed to walk out of this competition venue like this, Neon Martial Arts will be discredited!”

Although his apprentice died, he did not feel sad because he also understood what it meant to fight here.

The apprentice died in battle to protect the meaning of martial arts, then he, who was a master, could not retreat at this time!

“If we fight here, it’s a fight, and there is no point in any shit!”

Hua Shan Yan looked at the old man in front of him and said in a deep voice.

“No matter who the target is, no matter when, if you can fight!”

“If you want to take on the challenge, you can always do it…”

“The so-called fight, that’s what happens!”

The master of Inagi Wen Nobu’s face gradually turned shocked.

“Those of us who fight in the streets, are in high spirits at all times!”

“Do it when you want to fight… Whether you’re sleeping… Or when playing with women…”.. The master of Inagi Fuminobu couldn’t believe it. Ding Street fighters, have they realized to that point…,

Because in their normal martial arts, fighting is a serious matter.

Under the battle book, come to the door to challenge.

And not as Hanayama said, anytime, anywhere, regardless of time and place.

Hit if you want.

He slowly lowered his hand and lowered his head with a bleak expression.

You are a martial artist… He said in his heart.

Hanayama turned and walked towards Fuminobu Inagiro, who was carried on a stretcher and died because of a broken vertebrae.

Neigh –

He tore his clothes open, revealing his strong armor-like muscles and the hideous tattoos on his back.

He covered the body of Inagiro Fuminobu.

The audience exclaimed.

“This…”,

“It’s terrible, the tattoo on the back is cut and scarred…”

“……”，

Colosseum edge.

Mo Wen clearly saw several bullet marks on Huashan’s back and chest.

“This wound…”

They were all hit on the chest and abdomen, but Hua Shan Fu was alive and well, and there was nothing at all.

Is it true that such a thing as a pistol is useless in this world?

Mo Wen couldn’t help but think in his heart.

At the same time, I thought about myself.

Perhaps ordinary bullets have long lost their effect on themselves, and even with the blessing of these two characteristics, whether they can hit his muscles is another matter.

Not to mention that he also learned the [Empty Hand Wall], a long-range weapon that can prevent bows and arrows and guns in the mouth of the foolish one-step.

“Although the bullet may not work for me, it is impossible for me to try.”

“Unless I can completely defend against bullets.”

Mo Wen said secretly in his heart.

“That’s bullet marks…”

Fan Ma said in surprise.

He really admired Hua Shan Fu, and seemed to be able to withstand any attack he faced.

This is true even for thermal weapons such as firearms.

“Hmm! The boss’s wounds have increased a lot…”

Even though Kisaki is the closest to Hanayama, every time he sees the tattoos and increased scars on his back, his heart is still shocked.

Only your own boss can do this kind of thing!

Kisaki thought proudly in his heart.

As for Mo Wen?

Hmph, not his boss, he can’t care.

“Kisaki! Take it! ”

Suddenly, Huashan in the arena called him.

“Huh? Be! ”

Kisaki quickly climbed over the wooden fence and took out a bottle of wine from his arms as he ran.

The reason why he carries his own wine is because Hanayama will drink a bottle every time he fights.

Even if you don’t fight, you will drink a little.

So Kisaki always carried a bottle of sake.

Hanayama took the bottle and opened it and filled it with her mouth.

“Poof————!”

He sprayed the drink on the body of Fuminobu Inagiro.

“If my upper hook doesn’t hit correctly, then my right hand will be scrapped in your hands.”

Hanayama looked at Inagi Wenzhixin and said in a low and calm voice.

He admired the will and consciousness of Inagi Fuminonobu.

Subsequently.

667 turned away.

Kisaki followed behind Hanayama.

Looking at Huayama’s strong and powerful back, the master of Inagi Wen Zhixin felt a different kind of characteristic.

“Flower Mountain Smoke… If you are interested in taking the path of martial arts…”

“The history of neon martial arts will be rewritten for you!”

He thought silently in his heart.

……

“It’s your turn in the next game, Katsumi.”

Mo Wen looked at the confident Yudi Katsumi next to him and said.

“Don’t worry, Mo Jun, no matter who the other party is, it must be me who wins in the end.”

Foolish Katsumi shook his neck.

“Then, I’ll beat that guy to you, Mo-kun.”

With that, he stepped into the arena and walked towards the center.

Mo Wen looked at his figure and was noncommittal to his words.

“Mo Jun, you fought with Huashan before, did it really take you two minutes to defeat him?”

Fan Ma Blade next to him asked curiously.

Huashan Fu is not so easy to be defeated, especially the terrible belief hidden in that strong body.

Unless he can’t stand up again, it is impossible to defeat him no matter how he fights.

How did Mo Wen defeat Huashan Smoke?

“Actually, this time, I only used one trick.” Mo Wen smiled and said.

“One move!?”

Fan Ma Blade was surprised.

Mo Wen nodded, “If it was a move before, I’m afraid I don’t know how many moves it takes to defeat him now.” ”

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