After easily defeating the pirates, Sang Tianlei walked off the ring. He had long disliked the little devil. If he hadn't been afraid of ruining Lin Zichen's plan, Sang Tianlei would have taken action in the audience. But now he wouldn't do it.
In the evening, evil people will find their own evil, and the methods of the Japanese are really vulnerable to Sang Tianlei.
After watching the game, seven beauties quickly came up on the ring. The beauties moved their bodies and performed a sexy dance, which aroused the cheers of the surrounding prisoners. After watching such a wonderful game, enjoy the hot dance.
It made the prisoners who usually had no entertainment activities shout with excitement.
"Call Mo Wen over." In the room, the priest said to his men, who nodded. Not long after, a middle-aged man with explosive muscles walked in. There was a trace of solemnity on the middle-aged man's face.
You know what you are worried about. He is the person from the Mafia participating in the boxing championship this time, Mo Wen.
"Mo Wen, come and sit down." The priest saw Mo Wen walking in and said kindly to Mo Wen. The latter was the apprentice of the priest's brother, so the priest always regarded him as one of his own and had enough respect for Mo Wen.
When there was no one else, the priest regarded Mowen as his nephew. Mowen was very good and talented. The two brothers admired him very much. They believed that Mowen would become Morak in the near future.
The number one master in prison.
But now, the appearance of Aurora and his four subordinates not only made the priest feel a sense of crisis, but also Mo Wen. The reason why the latter's face was solemn was precisely because he also saw what Sang Tianlei had just said.
fighting.
"Mo Wen, what do you think of that person's strength?" The priest said to Mo Wen directly without being polite.
"Very strong." Mo Wen's face was full of solemnity: "I'm not sure I can kill him."
Sang Tianlei's performance just now was really shocking. Although the Japanese pirate was not weak, he was no match for Mo Wen. It was just that the former's weird methods gave Mo Wen a headache. He was confident enough.
, within half an hour, the Japanese will be defeated.
But don't forget, it took Sang Tianlei less than five minutes from the beginning to the end of the battle. And the Japanese were at a disadvantage from the beginning to the end. It was more of a killing than a battle!
"Who are they, and why have I never heard of them before?" Mo Wen was considered a ruthless person outside the prison, but he had never seen the faces of those Oriental people. After looking at Sang Tianlei's
After the battle, Mo Wen asked himself countless times if he was that person's opponent, but his heart told him, no!
This was the first time in a long time that Mo Wen felt unconfident. He never imagined that he would have this day. When he first entered Area A, he couldn't wait to challenge his master. Even after
When facing his master, Mo Wen still maintained his fighting spirit. Unlike now, he thought he would definitely lose before the battle even started!
"What a powerful aura, it can even affect me." Mo Wen smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that some strong men would have a special aura, such as his master, who was covered in aura when fighting.
The evil spirit will make people shudder, leading to a decrease in strength and the inability to exert their full strength.
But the guy in the ring is even more ruthless. Just seeing him fight makes people have the mentality that there is no way I can beat this guy.
"Mo Wen, your talent is very good." Seeing the solemn look on Mo Wen's face, the priest could guess that Mo Wen might not be Sang Tianlei's opponent. Taking a deep breath, the priest patted Mo Wen on the shoulder: "Remember
Stay here, it doesn’t matter if you lose, but you must come back safely.”
"I know, sir." Mo Wen nodded, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said in a very solemn voice: "Sir, I can barely control the energy in my body now. I don't believe that under a full attack, I can be injured.
Even that person can’t do it!”
After saying that, Mo Wen turned around and walked out of the room. In his fighting uniform, lying quietly was a True Essence Stone, which was Mo Wen's last support.
At first, Mo Wen was a little disdainful to use the True Essence Stone. He felt that it would not be used by strong men against the dragon. But now, the True Essence Stone has become his last trump card.
After the dance on the ring ended, Morven heard the music stopped and couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to calm down the uneasiness in his heart. After exhaling all the waste gas in his lungs, Morven's eyes flashed with light.
At this time, Mo Wen has adjusted his condition to the best. The next battle is probably the most intense battle in his life. He must know how strong the newcomer is!
Even if he loses, Mo Wen still wants to lose clearly!
With everyone cheering, Mo Wen walked onto the ring. On the ring, Sang Tianlei had been waiting for him. The latter looked at Mo Wen walking up with his hands behind his back, looked at Mo Wen with his eyes, and then clicked
nodded.
"Finally, someone is here who is good enough to watch." After seeing Mo Wen, Sang Tianlei said with a grin, "Now I can be a little more serious."
"Haha, who doesn't know how to talk nonsense?" Mo Wen, who had adjusted his mentality, sneered: "Don't compare me with those losers!"
"Is there any difference?" Sang Tianlei spread his hands: "They are trash, you are only a little better than those people."
"Arrogant!" Mo Wen uttered two words coldly: "Then let me see how strong the Demon Dragon's people are!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp saber appeared in Mo Wen's hand. Although it would be easy to suffer a loss if you take the lead before knowing the strength of the enemy, but in order to find out Sang Tianlei's strength, he couldn't control it so much.
There is also a True Essence Stone in his arms. Even if he falls into a disadvantage, he can quickly smooth it out with the help of the True Essence Stone's power.
"The abacus is good, but it's a pity." How could Sang Tianlei not understand what Mo Wen was thinking? He knew that the latter wanted to know his true strength, but it was a pity that Mo Wen was too different from him. Even if Mo Wen regarded the True Essence Stone as
It is impossible to test Sang Tianlei's true strength even by drinking mineral water.
The moment he took action, Mo Wen seemed to be possessed by domineering energy. An astonishing momentum burst out from his body, and then hit Sang Tianlei's head with huge force. On Mo Wen's arm, there were blue veins and
The strong muscles are clearly visible, which is enough to prove how strong Morven is.
Facing Mo Wen's punch, Sang Tianlei glanced lazily, and stretched out his right hand as if he had no energy, apparently wanting to catch Mo Wen's punch with his hand.
"Is this guy crazy? He dares to take Mo Wen's fist with his bare hands!" A prisoner in Area A couldn't help but screamed after seeing Sang Tianlei's actions.
"This guy is either a lunatic or a fool. Not even an animal can easily touch an animal with Mo Wen's fists. He is so powerful that he can break a sandbag with one punch!" Someone who has watched Mo Wen train will naturally know the latter's fists.
of terror.
Breaking a sandbag with one punch is indeed the strongest power that the human body can achieve. But even so, it is impossible to break the sandbag with just a punch. After all, the power of the human body is limited. If Mo Wen didn't know how to control the traces of the body.
The strength may not reach that level.
"I don't think so. Everyone has seen that person's strength. I don't think he is so stupid. He must have something to rely on." Some people think Sang Tianlei is crazy. Naturally, some people think Sang Tianlei is not crazy. The latter is in the ring.
Everyone was clear about his performance. They didn't think Sang Tianlei would be so arrogant. He wouldn't have done this if he didn't have something to rely on.
While everyone was having a heated discussion, Mo Wen's fist hit Sang Tianlei's right hand. With a snap, Mo Wen's punch that could break the sandbag was actually caught by Sang Tianlei, and looking at the latter
The unconcerned expression was obviously extremely relaxed.
"How is that possible!" The prisoners looked at Sang Tianlei with wide eyes and horror. He punched with his bare hands and Mo Wen's full strength. How strong is that guy?
After his fist was caught, Mo Wen had no expression on his face. He had long expected that Sang Tianlei would easily resist his attack, because his master could also do this, so there was no surprise.
His right fist was caught. Mo Wen made a wrong step, adjusted his position, and stabbed Sang Tianlei's throat with the saber of his left hand. Mo Wen did not hesitate in taking action. He was very fast, even faster than the Japanese man.
a bit.
It's a pity that his speed is nothing in front of Sang Tianlei. Under the perception of Zhenqi, Sang Tianlei blocked Mo Wen's arm with his left hand. At the same time, he held Mo Wen hard with both hands and lifted the latter directly.
Get up!
Mo Wen was lifted into the air by Sang Tianlei. There was no trace of panic on his face. He ejected the saber with his fingers and rushed towards Sang Tianlei's head.
Although Sang Tianlei is a powerful warrior, speed is not something he is good at. However, warriors have a natural advantage over ordinary people. Even though Sang Tianlei's speed is very slow, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is extremely fast.
Released Mo Wen's fist, Sang Tianlei slapped the saber away, and then used his left hand fiercely to throw Mo Wen out and hit the ground.
Mo Wen did not dare to be thrown to the ground by Sang Tianlei like this, otherwise even if he was not injured, the powerful counter-shock force would cause pain all over his body, which would affect his fighting status.
Mo Wen tried his best to free his hand from Sang Tianlei's hand, but he was shocked to find that his strength was so different from Sang Tianlei's that he couldn't break free at all.
With a strong force on his waist, Mo Wen's waist almost bent to the limit of the human body. The moment Sang Tianlei was about to smash him to the ground, his feet landed on the ground, and then he stood firmly on the ground. At the same time, he touched his waist with his left hand, and
The saber appeared in his hand and slashed at Sang Tianlei's head.
"The response is good." Sang Tianlei smiled, quickly let go of Mo Wen's hand, and at the same time took two steps back to avoid Mo Wen's knife. Then he took a step forward and kicked him.
Toward Mo Wen's chest.
Mo Wen's reaction was not slow, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, trying to block Sang Tianlei's kick. A strong force came, and Mo Wen felt as if he was hit by a running elephant, and his whole body flew upside down.
go out.
"No, you can't bear this little strength?" Sang Tianlei was stunned when he saw Mo Wen flying out, but he didn't even use 10% of his strength.