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after an hour.

In the first round, more than 170 prisoners stepped onto the ring one after the other, half advanced and half eliminated.

The second round of competition started quickly.

"Below are the most handsome killers with the highest amount of bet, and his opponent Nan Okura Dark Horse'Master Wang' on stage. These two are very powerful. Killing the gods in the last game, a punch to the opponent. The strong hitting volley flew up, fell to the ground and died, with great strength and frightening."

"And our Master Wang, before he went to prison, was also a famous flying crane killer, proficient in all the ways of crane fist, and his movements were light, rigid and flexible, and unpredictable."

"Will Master Wang be the opponent to kill the gods?"

"let us wait and see."

The guest host’s deputy director, Snake Head, is very good at enlivening the atmosphere. A vivid narration abruptly adjusts the atmosphere to the highest dynasty.

Everyone turned their attention to the No. 1 Ring of Nandakang.

The arena of Huangquan, Taishan, and Ahai has received little attention.

"Humph~~ Kill God!"

Master Wang, who was in prison uniform, boarded the ring and snorted coldly: "It's such a great prestige. I think that if you are a little too weak, you can be arrogant and proclaim yourself a god. Today I will show you what it means to have a mountain outside the mountain, strong China has a strong midfielder."

"please."

Pan Haodong looked at Master Wang with a smile.

Without the introduction of Snake Head, he would really not be able to brutally attack a little old man like Master Wang, but knowing that the other party was a killer before he went to jail, there would be nothing intolerable.

How many people clean the killer?

Master Wang, who is called the "Flying Crane Killer" by the people of the rivers and lakes, must be a great evil man with countless blood on his hands.

"Guess who will win?"

Before killing the gods, he punched his prestige, but in the face of the Feihe killer who has been famous for many years, there are still people who are not optimistic about Pan Haodong, although the most people bet on him.

But a large part of it is to bet him to lose.

Only Sister Dongxing Shui Ling and Hutchison Double Bonus Red Stick Tachibana Masahito have been persevering in betting Shen Sheng.

From the very beginning, Shui Ling bought the god of death and stood until the end, becoming the king of Nandakang.

Five hundred thousand.

One bet pays ten, and if you bet the right one, you can take away five million.

Shui Ling is still looking forward to it.

"The Feihe killer has a bigger victory. As the saying goes, Jiang is still hot. Master Wang, who has been in the killer industry for more than ten years, killed many fierce men before he went to prison. The double flower and red stick of the Qinglong gang was his lord. It is said that when the head fell, there was a smile on his face, which is enough to show that Master Wang was extremely skillful in killing people."

"I am more optimistic about Pan Haodong. Master Wang has good killing skills, light and vigorous movements, so that whoever has the greatest strength with his bare hands will have the greatest chance of winning. The god of killing has just punched the flower arm to death, showing his strength. , But shocked many masters."

"This is also..."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

The stage is tense.

Suddenly, Master Wang took a stride and launched a fierce attack. When he approached Pan Haodong, his body suddenly turned to the right, his hands were in a crane-like shape, and his arms kept trembling. When the strength was intense, the elbow, arm, and wrist joints could be heard. The "guckling" sound made.

Pan Haodong leaned forward, using offense instead of defense, using Wing Chun, catching assists, and various moves. Master Wang was overwhelmed for a while.

Crackling!

In less than two minutes, the two played 50 or 60 moves.

At this time, Master Wang was already sweating profusely, no longer despised before, and kept praying to live on.

The master's tricks, the victory or defeat, are all in one thought. When Master Wang has a retreat, it means that he is not far from death.

In fact, if Pan Haodong wanted to kill him quickly, it was simple. He could directly explode his full strength and kill Master Wang with a few strokes.

Ten will be reduced in one effort!

The physique, strength and speed of ordinary people 3.3 times, supplemented by LV4 Wing Chun, is enough to crush Master Wang, even if the opponent's Feihe Quan is also LV4.

No way, his physique is too bad.

Maybe not bad before.

However, after a few years in the Guofen Prison, he has long since gone from being a strong young man to being a young man.

"Nah!"

The sound of broken bones suddenly sounded.

Master Wang, who had just survived, became a wooden man in an instant, and did not dare to move half a step.

The two ribs on his chest were broken, and his lungs were pierced by cracked bones. I couldn't say anything that hurts, so I could only stand in place and wait for death.

"Killing God is stronger than I thought. He just used Master Wang to feed him again. If not, Master Wang can't support it now..." Shui Ling thought to herself.

The fear of killing gods could not help but rise a few points.

"In the second round of the match, Nan Dacang No. 1 arena, the killer wins."

The deputy director, Snake Head, who was hypnotized by Pan Haodong into a younger brother, saw Master Wang being beaten to death on the ring, and quickly announced the result of the battle, and at the same time asked the prison guards to take Master Wang away.

Afterwards, the sound of the snake head sounded again.

"Nan Dacang No. 2 arena, Bai Shen wins."

"Xidacang No. 1 Ring, Huang Quan wins."

"Dongdacang No. 1 Ring, Taishan wins."

"..."

The names were reported by the snake head one by one, and the prison guards responsible for clearing the ring became busier. They either took the stage to lift the dead or the disabled.

In the second round, 86 people participated and 43 were promoted.

Among the 43 people who lost the election, one-third died and one-third were seriously injured. The remaining one-third were either disabled or voluntarily surrendered.

The second round is over.

The third round started quickly.

Among the 43 contestants, there are only 10 people in South Dakang, 12 in East Dakang, 9 in West Dakang, and 12 in Beidacang.

Pan Haodong is still the first to take the stage.

His third opponent was a middle-aged man nicknamed "The Judge". He had an open prison shirt with a wolf head tattoo, knotted muscles all over his body, and calluses on his palms and elbows.

"Kill God, you are very powerful, I may not be your opponent."

The judge looked at Pan Haodong with a guarded look, and said: "But people are fighting for the Buddha to receive a stick of incense. In order to become the king of heaven and enjoy the VIP treatment, I have to fight for it."

Pan Haodong replied indifferently."Then you have to be ready to die."

"Understood." The judge nodded.

"boom!"

Without any fancy moves, the two of them launched a fierce attack in unison, punching in the face, the judge burst back, and the killing god was like a bell.

look carefully.

The judge's right hand that launched the attack has been drooped.

One hand is the price of fighting against the god of death.

"It's too late for you to admit defeat."

"Rather than go back to live a pig and dog life, I would rather die in the ring."

"In that case, I will fulfill you."

There is a big difference in strength. The middle-aged man, nicknamed the judge, died in the ring as he wished.

The third round, after the game.

Snakehead found Pan Haodong and whispered: "Master, Ah Yi asked you to meet him during lunch."

"we?"

"Well, all the contestants in the fourth round will go."

"Got it."

After the snake head left.

Pan Haodong thought for a while, and walked to the west ring No.1.

Huang Quan, who had just won the game, couldn't help smiling when he saw him, "Kill God, are you here to find me?"

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