Trapped for 10 years

Chapter 158

At this time, above the main ring, the powerful strength of the old monk had already silenced all the people present, and no one dared to fight again.

The organizers and on-site commentators have almost determined that the old monk is the king of martial arts tonight.

The audience already believed that King Wu was born in this way.

Although the on-site commentators and hosts have tried their best to stimulate the masters in the audience, their mouths are dry and their tongues are dry.

However, none of it worked, the old monk's strength was indeed outstanding, and now he was attacking viciously, one would die one by one, who would dare to go up to die.

The hosts were already talking so hard that their mouths were dry and their throats were about to smoke, but no one was not afraid of life and death.

Seeing this situation, the host had no choice but to start the countdown.

"All the audience present, start counting down now. If no one comes to the stage within ten seconds, then this year's Martial King belongs to this Shaolin monk."

"Amitabha……"

The old monk clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name.

"nineteen……"

"three two……"

The host tried to keep the speed down as much as possible. He yelled the number nine for almost half a minute, and was about to yell one, but still no one came on stage.

But at this moment, a loud roar came from unknown sources.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what a Shaolin monk, let me crush you to death!"

This sound is like a Hong Zhong, better than thunder.

The huge gymnasium was shaken several times by the sound.

Everyone's ears were buzzing.

Immediately, a figure was seen flying down from above the hanging platform, like a shell, hitting the ring heavily.

If the arena was not made of steel bars, he might have collapsed the arena with one blow.

Wait for everyone to take a closer look and see who is coming.

No one knows.

But this person's appearance and figure left a deep impression on everyone.

I saw this man with a wide mouth, a thick back, and a height of more than two meters, just like those foreign players who play basketball.

The tendon meat all over the body is like reinforced concrete. When you stand there, it gives people an extremely powerful feeling.

That's right, the person coming is none other than Wu Dabiao!

When the old monk saw Wu Dabiao, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked horrified.

"It's you!?"

"Hey, I didn't expect that, old bald donkey, you and the three major masters of Shaolin surrounded me that day, but they couldn't do anything to me. When we meet here today, do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

"Amitabha, Master Wu, I advise you to turn around and do the same. The murder you have committed is already too serious. If you don't repent in time, I'm afraid you will definitely receive severe retribution."

The old monk clasped his palms together, obviously, he was surprised by Wu Dabiao's appearance, and also a little apprehensive.

Wu Dabiao laughed, that laughter was like the roar of a bull.

"Retribution? I don't believe in that stuff. When it comes to killing evil, you don't seem to be lighter than me. Just now you have killed several people in a row. Then you even called it hell, whoever goes to hell if you don't, hehe. Now I am here to fulfill you, go to hell!

Don't worry, after you die, I will definitely send your head back to Shaolin! "

Wu Dabiao was very wild, and it was obvious that he didn't take the old monk seriously at all.

This made everyone present very surprised. Didn't he see how powerful the old monk was just now?

The old monk sighed heavily: "Since Benefactor Wu doesn't listen to the advice, the poor monk can only do it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I've been waiting for a long time!" Wu Dabiao punched and took the lead.

The force was strong and swift, with the sound of whistling wind.

If this punch was hit, the bones and tendons would be broken easily.

He Kun, the boss of the Qinglong Gang, was very happy to see Wu Dabiao taking the initiative as soon as he came up.

"Li Jing, is this guy you found very powerful? It seems that our Qinglong Gang depends on him to regain its glory."

"Hey, boss, just don't worry. Although this guy lacks a string in his head, his strength is very strong. As long as he makes good use of it, he will definitely help you achieve great things."

"Um……"

On the other side of the hanging platform, Zhang Tian saw the situation on the field, and asked Lu Jinyan in a low voice: "Brother Yan, the odds are wide open this time, and the old monk's odds are almost close to [-]-to-[-]."

"What about the strong man?" Lu Jinyan asked.

"One pays three."

"Buy that strong man for me. I guess it won't be long before the old monk can't hold on."

"Ah? Really? Brother Yan, are you kidding me? That old monk is so powerful." Zhang Tian looked surprised, although Lu Jinyan's analysis was always correct, but this time, it was a bit risky.

"Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, just buy it if you are told."

"well."

Zhang Tian didn't dare to say anything else, so he hurriedly called.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Wu Dabiao punched Wu Monk out of the arena.

Although the old monk had tried his best to protect his vital parts, he was still seriously injured and passed out on the spot.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen not only sighed.

Sometimes, it is a good thing for people to go against the trend and stand firm in the truth, but they must have the corresponding strength, otherwise, in the end, they can only end up in a tragic end.

Old monk, you can go down and rest first, and I, Lu Jinyan, will take care of the next situation for you.

Seeing Wu Dabiao win, He Kun stood up from his seat excitedly, patted his chest and said proudly.

"Okay! That's great! See, this is my brother from the Azure Dragon Club. If you don't accept it, just go up and challenge! Hehe, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you are not strong enough, don't go up to die! Da Biao can make a move." Neither light nor heavy!"

After winning a game, Wu Dabiao also came to his senses and roared wildly.

"Who else! Ma De, who else! Anyone who is not convinced, just come up and challenge me, I will crush you to death!"

The scene was disturbed by Wu Dabiao, and there was a wave of high court in an instant.

People expressed their incomparable amazement at Wu Dabiao's appearance one after another. They did not expect that there would be such a character in today's King Wu's struggle for hegemony.

And Zhang Tian was once again convinced by Lu Jinyan's judgment.

Because the bet just now made a direct profit of [-] million.

Up to now, they have made a net profit of [-] million in the outside gambling games tonight, and until now, Lu Jinyan has not yet made a move.

If he is getting the title of King Wu, then he will make a lot of money tonight.

The more Zhang Tian thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)