"This is not a joke, it will really kill people. Those professionals are not his opponents, so don't think about it."

Wang Yue gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I was beaten to death by him on this ring today, and I can't let him insult us! Come on!"

When the judo master heard his words, a grim smile appeared on his face: "Boy, I want you to know how to die."

After saying that, he shouted loudly, stepped forward suddenly, and kicked Wang Yue in the temple.

His feet were fast and hard, and Wang Yue couldn't even hide.

He only heard a snap, and his whole person was kicked away and hit the ring.

"Cough, cough!"

He lay on the ground, supporting his arms, and blood kept emitting from the corners of his mouth, trying to stand up, but his brain buzzed and he couldn't see everything clearly in front of him.

The judo master looked at him sarcastically: "Boy, if you want to survive, surrender to me, otherwise I will beat you to death today."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Wang Yue to come back to his senses, and walked forward and kicked him in the stomach.

"ah!"

Wang Yue screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wang Yue!"

The people in the audience widened their eyes in shock. Some begged the judo master to show mercy to him, while others urged Wang Yue to come down quickly and not continue.

But Wang Yue gritted his teeth and shouted: "Stop talking! Even if I was killed by him today, I would not surrender!

With a roar, he stood up from the ground with all his might.

Just as he was about to rush towards that person and try his best to beat him, he kicked him hard in the chest.

He leaned back and fell directly out of the field, fell to the ground, twisting his body constantly, and struggling in pain.

"Wang Yue, Wang Yue!"

The staff rushed towards Wang Yue, looking at his face full of blood and purple mouth, and did not dare to touch him at all.

This is not good if there is a bone or a rib that breaks and encounters it.

"I, I will not surrender! Bandits, wait, I will fight you!"

Wang Yue fumbled through the ground with his fingers, and one eye was completely invisible, and the other eye was swollen, leaving only a slit.

He supported the ground, slowly got up, and staggered to the front of the ring.

But before he walked to the ring, his knees suddenly became soft and he rushed to the side.

"careful."

One hand stretched out in time to support his body and helped him up.

Wang Yue was stunned and turned to look. He saw a tall man in a black shirt beside him.

He gasped and said in a weak voice: "You, who are you..."

Lin Chen smiled and said to him: "My name is Lin Chen. You did a good job just now and did not lose the face of our Chinese people."

"Thank you, thank you."

Wang Yue smiled foolishly, then lost his strength and slid directly to the ground.

Lin Chen stretched out his hand and pulled him up, then turned to Wang Feng and said, "Help him help me, I want him to see how I deal with this master."

"Hey, hey, okay!"

Wang Feng hurried forward and supported Wang Yue hard, but he had no strength to hold him back. When the staff around him saw it, they hurried forward to help. Everyone deeply supported this backbone man.

Lin Chen looked up at the judo master on the ring, walked slowly into the venue with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Captain, who is this person? Your newly recruited sparring training?"

"No, no, this person dares to call the leader's name directly, probably not small."

Practice? Lin Chen smiled when he heard this.

When he broke into the enemy camp alone with bare hands, he even created dozens of consecutive battles.

Just a judo practitioner is not enough to even have one of his own fingers!

On the ring, the master looked at Lin Chen up and down without saying a word.

Although he was arrogant, he had also experienced many battles and won many honors. He could only be called a master in terms of strength. Naturally, he could see that Lin Chen was different from the sparring partners he had contacted in the past.

However, when he saw Lin Chen's suit that looked very ordinary, he smiled contemptuously again.

"I don't think you are rich, you want to be a sparring student to make money? I'm afraid it's not life-saving!"

Lin Chen snorted after hearing this: "You will know if you have enough life."

"snort!"

There was a trace of murderous aura in the master's eyes and a trace of cruelty in his voice: "If you want to save him, stop meddling in other people's business. Since you have stood up, I will send you on the road together!"

"Bang--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched in the mouth.

The master suddenly took five or six steps back, hit the protective belt behind him, and looked up and saw that the two nosebleeds flowed straight to his lips.

"Pooh!"

He spitted blood on the ground, but he knew he had spitted out three teeth!

He looked at the teeth on the ground and the veins on his forehead were breathing.

Over the years, with so many games, this is the first time he has been knocked out of his teeth!

When the staff under the ring saw this scene, they were stunned and immediately cheered: "Good fight! Good fight! Lin Chen, you are too strong!"

These days, they have been standing under the ring every day, and they have seen scenes of sparring players being beaten by this judo master.

After waiting for so long and waiting for so long, someone finally came to defeat him!

Only Wang Feng curled his lips seriously, shouting, a group of people who had never seen the world had not seen one-tenth of Lin Chen's strength with just this punch. Lin Chen is the War Lord!

"Boy, you've annoyed me! Do you know the consequences of angering me?"

The master spat blood again, shook his neck, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Lin Chen with a cruel face.

Lin Chen had no expression on his face and was too lazy to talk to him. He walked straight to him. He wanted to raise his hand to grab himself when he was panicked. He suddenly took a step forward, grabbed his knee and punched him up.

"ah--"

The master screamed in pain, and his voice almost overturned the ceiling!

Lin Chen let go of his feet, and the master immediately grabbed his legs, leaned back, making a loud noise.

"My legs, my legs!"

He is practicing judo, and his legs are his weapon.

Without legs, he is like a cripple!

Lin Chen looked at him crying in pain, without any sympathy in his eyes. He raised his foot and kicked him in the abdomen.

Before he screamed, he bent down and grabbed his back directly and grabbed it from the ground.

“Um…”

At this time, the master who had just shouted that Lin Chen would die could not even shout, and could only make a few low gurgles from his throat, looking at Lin Chen with fear on his face.

Lin Chen's hand relaxed. Before he fell to the ground, he made a round kick. The next moment, the master flew away like a sack, hitting the wall outside the field.

“…”
Chapter completed!