The Godsfall Chronicles

This woman on the stage is definitely a beautiful woman based on wilderness goals. Although her skin is rough, her body is excellent. The chest collar reveals a deep trench enough to stimulate the imagination of any man. The cloth on her body is scarce, covering key areas, or deliberately revealing a little. A pair of long and even legs are covered in broken stockings, giving a strong visual impact from top to bottom.

Her glamour, her hands raised, her feet filled with teasing flair, her hips swayed very exaggerated as she walked, making her eyes look straight.

This woman stood on stage and all eyes were drawn to the past.

“It's been a long time! ”

“Today the battle is between Benson from the Guard and the famous hunter Ram from the camp, both camp warriors, who can win? Let's see! ”

The sexy lady left hastily after a brief remark.

Animal shouts howled around.

The two men, wearing a pair of shorts, came out in a crowd of countless people, wearing a rag like a cloak, without any protective gear, without a boxing bracelet, and when they stood on the stage, they simultaneously lifted off the rag cloak and immediately revealed a strong and firm muscle, both in body and shape, both of whom looked alike, except that one was white and the other black.

When two people stand on the rudimentary stage, they bow down slightly, stare at each other dead, pose to prepare for battle, and exhale the killing from them, not only indicating that they are warriors through hundreds of wars, but also indicating that they will kill each other at all costs whenever they have the chance.

The cloudhawk looked at all of this.

When!

The goats were banged!

The cloud eagle was frightened.

Because at the same time, the throats of two magnificent men roared like beasts. They did hit each other like a beast, and the two bodies collided like rhinos.

A nigger's head is a punch!

Whoo!

The white man swayed and lured the black man's heavy punch into the air, one knee over the other's abdomen of eight abs. The black man suddenly bowed like shrimp rice and the white man hit him on the back with his right elbow.

Boom!

The black man was beaten twice in a row, puked blood on the spot, and his power became apparent.

The last elbow hit the black man directly on the ground.

“Ho!”

White people yelling and lifting their legs was a fierce step, black people hurriedly turned around and dodged, and as a result, the whole solid wooden plate was recessed in the position just now. And the white man didn't stop the attack, stepped on the empty foot and then sent a brutal kick, instantly from the depression pit, carrying a lot of wood chips on the black man, and kicked the black man directly into the corner.

White men are going to chase while they can.

But the black man fell on the ground and snagged his leg, and the white man suddenly couldn't resist falling. The black man hurried up and jumped like a leopard and grabbed the white man like a monk banging a clock and slammed him hard on the stake.

Boom!

The whole ring was another shock.

White brains poured out a lot of blood.

The black man kicked the white man on the rough rope, the strong body pressed the rope into deformation, when the white man was just about to be bounced back, the black man ruthlessly patched his foot.

Pfft!

Bleeding in the mouth of a white man, all over his face!

It's like hitting a stimulant to make you more excited!

A shout erupted on all sides for more than a moment. It also restored a slight sobriety to the white man's dizzy head. He shook his head vigorously. A mouth filled with blood burst out, unlike a human shout. He turned around and pressed the rope hard like a slingshot. The black man rushed up to try to keep kicking him. He held the black man's leg in his arms and heavily dropped him on the ground.

Twist hard!

Hit it!

Negroes scream so hard that their legs have been broken. The white man grabbed the black man's head with both hands and hit the back of his head hard on the ground, once, twice, three times, four times... the black man's eyes turned white, seven holes bled, he lost his mind.

Surrounded by tidal shouts!

“Kill him! ”

“Kill him! ”

The wave-like sound, like a catalyst, made the white man even crazier, the fist was like a storm, constantly hitting the black man in the face, as if it was exhaling, as if it was exhaling against the father's enemies, and the scene of the blood spill culminated in the scene.

A few seconds of kung fu.

Negroes have been beaten to death!

The white man raised the half-dead nigger highlands with a roar in his bloody mouth, as if a victorious lion were declaring his territory.

“Tiram! ”

“Tiram! ”

“Tiram!

A tidal cheer erfully erupted.

The white man slammed the black man across his leg and heard only one horrible sound of a broken bone. The black man's lumbar vertebra was broken and the white man threw the black man under the stage at will.

People raise their glasses and celebrate each other.

The gamblers who lost money scolded angrily, or held a waitress to the side lounge to vent.

“It was a great fight.” In this seductive line, the sexy woman in the stockings comes out: “Next up is a special show to welcome our rookie. ”

The cloud hawk is already stuck in its face.

Shit, is this the job?

No wonder nobody's doing it. It's killing me!

The cloudhawk said, “I'm quitting. I'm going back! ”

“No? It's not up to you!” Old Black smiled cold and looked abominable, "according to the rules of the tavern, the defaulter was to chop off his hands. ”

Blackie pulled out a machete and threatened to look at him.

A couple of waiters came together.

I'm in real trouble this time!

The cloud hawk did not expect to encounter this kind of thing. The black man who had previously fought in the ring was now being lifted by the cloud hawk, his whole face was deformed, his nose was broken, his teeth were broken, his jaw was dislocated, he was constantly bleeding, his lumbar spine had been broken, and he was also a cripple if he didn't die.

These guys are fighter savvy guys, and even then they get beat up like this.

Can you take a punch from that white man?

“rookies, rookies, rookies! ”

Cheers are getting warmer and warmer around.

Black grabbed the cloud eagle and threw it over the ring stage. When it sounded, the cloud eagle fell on the wooden board. His hands were stained with blood from the battle. He stood up very hastily. The overhead lights were even more so, and people were shouting.

“Tear him apart! ”

“Tear him apart! ”

Two people are not a heavyweight at all!

It's just the difference between a gorilla and a skinny monkey!

Does this fight mean anything to you? Of course it's funny!

This battle has its point of view, this overwhelming battle also has its point of view, people are eager to hear the sound of bones being crushed, people are eager to feel bathed in blood, people are eager to scream and moan at vulnerable rookies!

That's fun!

The stocking lady saw the eagle thrown on the stage without any sympathy in her eyes. Instead, she smiled. “The show time has come, more fanaticism, more blood, and a happier feast has begun! You guys ready? ”

“Tear him apart! ”

“Tear him apart! ”

There was a crazy, twisted face surrounded by nothing more human or rational than a wolf, desperate for blood, desperate for killing, desperate for madness.

Several people in the tavern stood below with machetes, threatening to look at the eagle. If the eagle dares to escape from the ring, then what happens when he is chopped to death by a machete.

Damn it!

Someone set me up again!

It's too late for the Eagle to regret it.

Tiram looks twice as small as he is, and I'm afraid he's younger than his opponent.

How can an opponent interest him like that? Besides, the other party's face is full of tenderness, nervousness and panic in his eyes. In any case, he is a man who has no real experience in battle. He can't fight before he starts. It is really a disgrace to fight such a piece of junk!

However, in order to mix meals, Tiram must massacre them with the most brutal and performing means, one of the best shows in the tavern, which attracts a lot of popularity!

Tiram rubbed a face full of blood and made him look like he was smiling, hey: “Little guy, I'll break your bones one by one and enjoy the rest of the time! “

The cloud hawk was suppressed for about a month. Although there was some panic in his heart, it was more of a squeeze and anger. He glared at his eyes and said, "Fuck you! ”

Surrounded by flashes.

This little rookie has a big temper!

It's not like the usual prey.

“Bet! Bet! ”

“Bet how long our little rookie will last! ”

“One minute, two minutes, three minutes? ”

The owner of the red nose starts to laugh and laugh, every time this entertainment is a great opportunity for him to earn money. Alcohol in the tavern began to wager and the scene became more and more lively.

“Everybody ready?” Sexy stockings women's sweet, windy voices announce: “Show time! ”

She twisted her butt back out.

When!

The gong was sounded for a moment.

The cloud eagle hunter jumped like a leopard and kicked him in the stomach.

This striking force is incredible, even for Islam's strong body.

“Oh!”

Shouting around.

Tiram didn't expect this, his eyes were full of surprises, his body couldn't help but lean back. He hurried to stand up with his hands, but he saw an amplified fist.

Speed, power is amazing.

Why does this guy look so weak? Most importantly, this kid was just scared, like a helpless kitten, and now he's just turned into a dangerous leopard!

Tiram dodged the motion very badly.

The cloudhawk suddenly jumped when he saw his fist fall. He hit Tiram's tall nose with a hammer. During this time, he used to sandbag mercenaries every day. The cloudhawk didn't reap any gains. At least from where the mercenaries are, he has learned some basic fighting skills.

Tiram feels his nose is broken, and tears can't stop the surge.

The cloudhawk didn't give him a chance to react. He punched Tiram in the jaw with another punch in his right arm. The thin body burst out of disproportionate force, almost breaking Tiram's jaw!