boxing glory

Then, he denied his own thoughts.

He remembered what Nangong Jiao said, that there is a kind of person with supernatural powers in this world, called the Chosen One.

Immediately, Wang Quan suddenly realized that the figure who could not be seen with his eyes closed but could be seen with his eyes closed must be the Chosen One.

He sneered, and quickly understood what kind of intention this was.

This Chen Tianlong is really cunning. On the surface, he sent twelve masters to deal with him, but he was also afraid that he would not be able to fight, so he arranged No. 13.

And this No.13 is more powerful than those twelve!

So what?I can still kill you anyway!
Wang Quan licked his lips, his consciousness smashed into the system space, he communicated with the system, spent a full three thousand glory points, and exchanged it for an energy dagger.

The system also said: "Host, I can't find that No. 13 figure, it seems that only you can see it, but according to your description, he should be transformed into a pure energy body."

"Using traditional Chinese words, he is out of the body, and this energy dagger should be able to deal with this kind of soul, I wish you good luck."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound from outside.

Then, the host announced very formally: "Please get ready for both parties, and please get ready for the audience to watch. The sixth duel will be held in five seconds! 5, 4, 3..."

When the host read one, there was a sudden bang, and a thunderbolt was thrown into the center of the arena, where it immediately exploded.

Suddenly, countless red debris jumped all over the sky.

All of a sudden, twelve masters waved their maces and rushed towards the unarmed Wang Quan.

The host shouted nervously: "What the hell is going on with this Mr. Boxing King? After so long, he still hasn't picked up the weapon. What is he trying to do? Does he think he can defeat him with his bare hands?" These twelve masters?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly let out another exclamation.

"Did you see that Mr. Wang is so powerful, he can conjure a mace out of thin air, it's really like magic, it's also a mace!"

"Although it is much smaller than the Twelve Masters, it is still quite sharp. I wonder if Mr. Wang can defeat the opponent or how many of them can he defeat once he uses the mace?"

He was amused by what he thought was humorous, but everyone in the audience around, including those in the box, didn't have the heart to laugh with him, and stood up one after another, staring outside with wide-eyed eyes.

Jiang Rushui shook his head: "Can this king fist really defeat the twelve masters? Look at the mace he took out, it is as small and exquisite as him."

As he spoke, there was still a sneer on his face.

But Nangong Jiao shook his head with a serious expression on his face.

"Miss, although the mace Wang Quan took out is small, it's only relatively small. You can't see the energy bursting out of it, but I can feel it."

Several black cloaks sitting next to him also stood up one after another, with surprise in their eyes, staring at Wang Quan without blinking.

Jiang Rushui couldn't help asking: "So, in your opinion, how many moves can this Wang Quan use to defeat those guys?"

Before she finished speaking, the audience erupted in exclamation.

And next door, Long Zhengtang was also staring at the scene in front of him.

He also muttered: "Although I already know how powerful this Wang Quan is, can he really beat these twelve masters? Why do I always feel a little bit stuck, nine big cards, three ace cards, and they are full of blood!" The anger that comes out is like twelve wild beasts."

"They must also want to avenge Raymond. This kind of anger has further unearthed their potential and made them perform at a super level. If Wang Quan can win, I guess it will take hundreds of rounds. This is inevitable. It's been a tough fight."

"I feel that it is not necessary to take out the crazy hammer, and maybe send an ordinary black boxer to clean him up in the next battle!"

A Deng nodded repeatedly at the side, approving: "Cousin, your analysis is quite reasonable."

But at this moment, they suddenly widened their eyes and let out a sharp exclamation.

On the opposite side is Chen Tianlong's box.

He clasped his hands tightly together, sat on the sofa, leaned forward, put his elbows on his thighs, watched the scene without blinking, with a weird smile on his face.

He murmured: "Look, the twelve masters will fight Wang Quan, and my No. 13 master, the opponent that Wang Quan cannot see, will take the opportunity to launch a fatal blow!
"It only takes one knife to kill him! Wang Quan, Wang Quan, do you think I only sent twelve masters? There are No. 13, and my trump card, you must die!"

As soon as the words fell, he also widened his eyes suddenly, stood up abruptly, and let out an exclamation, which shocked Ren Shuangshuang beside him.

In the fourth box, all the young and old looked at Deng Zhihao sympathetically, and persuaded him to take back the [-] million immediately.

With the prestige of the eldest son of the Deng family, one of the four major families, he should be able to recover the [-] million, and then press it to the twelve masters.

Deng Zhihao was full of confidence, and suddenly waved his hand: "Look, Wang Quan will definitely win! I will bet on Boss Wang! Even if I lose this [-] million, I will not hesitate!"

Immediately afterwards, he jumped up suddenly, and also cheered: "Wow! Did you win so quickly?"

At this time, the audience around them were not yet mentally prepared, thinking that what they would see next would be an arduous struggle, but they never thought it would end so soon.

So, everyone stayed there, staring in disbelief.

I saw that when the twelve masters rushed in front of Wang Quan, he suddenly flew up like a whirlwind. Surrounded by the twelve masters, he jumped up to a height of more than ten meters, even surpassing Above the auditorium!
Everyone looked up and looked at him in disbelief.

How did this kid fly so high?
Moreover, what does he want to do!
And under his feet, the maces raised high by the twelve masters all smashed into the air. They wanted to smash the Wangquan into meat paste, but they either hit the ground or collided with each other. Just put it together.

They also raised their heads one after another, wondering what Wang Quan was trying to do when he was flying so high.

Suddenly, panic appeared on their faces.
Wang Quan swung his mace high in the air, with a monstrous smile on his face.

He jumped down suddenly and slammed the mace in the middle of the twelve masters.

A bang!

The mace that fell from the middle of these twelve big men smashed their oversized mace to pieces!

At the same time, a stick hit the ground.

Another bang!