Before standing in the arena, Yan Chong had many thoughts in his mind.

He was considering whether to take advantage of the chaos to summon the cobra and kill it.

As long as the Cobra is dealt with, Hawke no longer has to obey his orders.

But the two of them were already standing in the arena, and there was no way to escape.

In the arena, there is only life and death.

Only one winner can leave alive.

Yan Chong also thought about giving up the game and teleporting away, but that would mean the failure of the entire copy.

And doing so will not solve Hawke's slavery problem.

He will stay here and face fierce enemies one after another until he collapses from exhaustion.

Yan Chong was thinking, but Hawke didn't give him time to think.

He was ordered to move his big wrench like a wheel.

His strength and agility are very high, and Yan Chong cannot easily dodge.

Even with side dodges and sliding shovels, he couldn't dodge all the attacks, and he soon suffered a serious blow.

Fortunately, Yan Chong was not injured because of the double blessing of stone skin and dragon scales.

Yan Chong felt a little more relaxed, but he didn't think of a good solution.

Yan Chong even thought about whether he should use the power of Hawk's blow just now to fake his death, pretend to be knocked down by Hawk, and then take the opportunity to escape when he was pulled to the morgue.

But he thought about the evil taste of cobras.

In the previous games, the victorious Cobras all ordered Hawke to cut their enemies into pieces.

This is partly to demonstrate Hawke's power, and also to make sure that the opponent is not faking his death.

Although this was not what Hawke wanted, he carried it out without exception.

Dismemberment?

Or had his head smashed?

Yan Chong didn't want to die so miserably.

With no other choice, Yan Chong had no choice but to launch a counterattack after being forced into a corner.

Although Hawke's attacks are very sharp, his defensive movements are also very skillful.

Yan Chong did not draw his sword, but just smashed it with his fist, which reflected his last friendship with Hawke.

He just hoped that his punch could knock Hawke unconscious. No matter what other people asked, he also wanted to leave Hawke with a whole body.

Of course, if he really couldn't defeat him, Yan Chong would have no choice but to use Immortal Slash.

Yan Chong's boxing style didn't change much, and he didn't even launch a finishing move.

So Hawke perfectly defended Yan Chong's punch. Yan Chong's fist hit his big wrench, and his body immediately formed a perfect arch, which was able to fully release the force downwards.

But his big wrench was visibly bent into a twist, and then was smashed into his body by the subsequent momentum.

Yan Chong blasted a big hole in Hawke's body from his chest to his back, and even two sections of his spine were pulled out by the cannabis flower.

His two arms were also stuffed into the hole in his chest along with the marijuana flowers, and his whole body was turned inside out.

Now except for his head, there is no trace of the person he once was.

Hawke's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he couldn't even close them.

But Yan Chong was equally surprised.

I don’t have such a strong power either!

The expected damage of the fist is only three points, and even if the damage is doubled in stone form, it is only six points.

Even Fei Duanhong can't be killed with six points of damage, let alone a person like you who can't even be beaten to a pulp by a gun?

Are you deliberately committing suicide?

It wasn't until Yan Chong heard the commentator above exclaimed that he finally understood.

"The Star of the North City killed the Dragon of the Wilderness with an unrivaled punch..."

Yan Chong: "..."

Are you saying that it’s not a good idea to name him Qidian? He has to be called Dragon of the Wilderness?

Although the Dragon of the Wild does sound more imposing than the Slug, and the arena does need an imposing name, aren't you doing him a disservice?

Of course, no one else knew about this except Yan Chong himself, so they couldn't be blamed.

Yan Chong never saw Hawke's true strength, so he killed him.

I don't know why, but I still feel a little regretful.

He is also the rookie king under Garcia. Just now, everyone was watching Yan Chong dodge and get beaten wildly by Hawke. In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field changed. Yan Chong actually punched Hawke to pieces.

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So the audience immediately went crazy.

Many of them bought that Hawke would win, after all, Hawke's figure looked stronger.

So these people began to tear up the tickets in their hands and angrily threw the objects in their hands into the arena.

There were also shouts and curses against Yan Chong all around.

This situation is obviously not a good opportunity to take revenge on Cobra.

So Yan Chong suppressed his anger, saluted all around in a gentlemanly manner, and then left the arena with a smile.

During the whole process, Yan Chong didn't even look back, as if everything was insignificant.

As for Hawke's body, it was left in a state of decay, waiting for the cleaning crew to come and adjust it.

Garcia looked at the cobra next to him and said with a smile: "The new guy you found is not very good either!"

What a treacherous cobra, he immediately replied: "Of course, in terms of eyesight, how can I be as good as you, boss?"

Garcia still likes to flatter people.

Anyway, the winner was Yan Chong, and the money did not fall into the hands of others. He even made a small bet that Yan Chong would win, so he was in a good mood.

He mocked the cobra a few more times and then led the team back.

That night, Garcia naturally held a celebration party.

Not only did they add dishes to everyone, they even brought out some wine.

When food production was extremely insufficient, wine was the greatest luxury.

They are even rarer than those chemically formulated anesthetics.

Even Garcia didn't have much in his hands.

But the fact that he could take it out at this time is enough to show how happy he is.

Drinking is certainly not a difficult thing for Yan Chong, but there is no doubt that the wine here does not taste good.

Yan Chong just took a sip and felt sick to the point of vomiting. He was as sad as if he had actually eaten a mouthful of refried beans.

So Yan Chong quickly excused himself because he was too drunk.

Cobra, on the other hand, behaved like a social person, frequently raising glasses and saying some praiseworthy things to Garcia.

People in the wasteland do not have the wine table culture of the Celestial Empire. The wine is actually used to accompany the meal, but no one can refuse a skilled flatterer.

Especially when Cobra's ace was dead, he had to hold on to Garcia's thigh to stabilize his position.

So he drank a little too much this time.

When he returned to his room drunkenly, he called two beauties who were sleeping with him and wanted to vent his depression.

A man's voice sounded in his ear: "Do you still remember me?"

When the cobra raised its head, it was so frightened that three souls disappeared and seven souls disappeared.
Chapter completed!