Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 32 Life is like a play (please recommend tickets!)

On the ninth day, the second round of the Prison Martial Arts Tournament officially started.

Still in the blood punishment school field.

Before entering the school grounds, all the participating warriors sat in an iron cell and waited wearing shackles.

In the prison cell, there was a brigade of Jinyi guards, and the 12 members of Xueshasi's third team were fully armed, and Wang Danwang, who had been in charge of the food for the participating warriors for the past few days, was also among the guards.

Yan Long leaned against the cold iron wall of the prison cell, and sat on the bone-piercing iron bench, looking a little weak, his face was pale, but his forehead was slightly sweaty.

After a while, Wang Danwang began to walk around the cell, loudly reading the order of the contestants' appearance and the ring number of the contest. Every time a person was read, the corresponding contestant had to respond and confirm.

When Yan Long was mentioned, Yan Long also responded loudly.Wang Danwang walked in front of him, took a look at Yan Long's face, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

The lineup has finally been officially announced.

Sure enough, as Jiang Wei said, Yan Long was facing Sun Ke from the Beiyuan Gang.

Sun Ke was sitting diagonally across from him at this time, his whole body was covered by iron shell, leaving only holes for breathing, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Above the school grounds, three salutes were fired.

The participating warriors began to appear!
……

Sun Ke is a very strange person. He was born in a wealthy family, but he ran away from home at a young age and wandered around. Later, he was taken in by Yang Wuwu, the leader of the Quanzhou sub-rudder of the beggar gang, and became a disciple. Three years later, he killed Yang Wuxin and fled around.After that, he joined Beichen Zombie Fist Yan Dinghai's sect and learned evil skills.When everyone thought that he was going to hide in Yan's family to seek refuge for the rest of his life, he fled again and joined the bandit gang, cutting paths and robbing roads, murdering and looting, and doing all kinds of evil.In the end, he was captured by Jin Yiwei in the capital and imprisoned in imperial prison.

Throughout his life, this person can be said to be the best of scum, the Rolls Royce of madmen.

What Yan Long is facing now is such a lunatic.

And it's a lunatic covered in corpse poison!
The handicap between Yan Long and Sun Ke was even, and the lottery drawn was life and death without weapons.

The so-called life-and-death lottery without weapons means that both sides have a time limit of one stick of incense (three to 10 minutes). During this time, the two sides fight each other until one side dies.If the time is up and the two sides have not yet decided the winner, both contestants will be executed.

Sun Ke's eyes are gray and white, as are his hands, and his face is like a rotten eggplant, purple and black with gray and white.

It is said that if the Yan family's Zombie Fist is practiced to the highest level, it can corrode trees with pure energy alone.

Sun Ke was brought onto the stage by two guards wearing masks and thick cotton gloves on his hands. After removing the shackles, he immediately looked at Yan Long and laughed sinisterly. He stuck out his long gray tongue and licked it. his own nose, and then said: "I heard that when you kill people, you like to twist other people's heads!"

Yan Long smiled and said, "Yes, do you want to try?"

"Okay!" Sun Ke's eyes shone brightly, and his pupils began to turn red.

Then, he made a move.

As soon as Sun Ke punched out, a strong corpse smell immediately filled the air.The wind of the fist is fierce, like the sound of the wind on the river Styx in hell.

Yan Long dodged and hid on the left side of Sun Ke's body.

Sun Ke didn't turn back, but his left fist had pierced through from under the left rib, and hit Yan Long's abdominal cavity with a backhand, faster than the first punch just now.

Yan Long thought to himself: "This person's fist speed is quite fast."

Yan Long didn't wait for the fist wind to touch his body, it had already passed by lightly.

Sun Ke's two fists missed, and Yan Long didn't return a single move.

Sun Ke's face turned gray and white, and the blood red in his pupils became more and more intense. His whole body shook, and the joints on his body made a sound like firecrackers.

Amidst the howling sound, Sun Ke swung his fists faster and faster, rolling towards Yan Long like a whirlwind.

Zombie Boxing has very few changes in small moves. Each move has a large range of motion and is powerful. Moreover, hands, elbows, knees, and even shoulders can be used as weapons. With the refined corpse poison, people who are infected are very Death is injury.

Yan Long didn't dare to touch him with fists and feet, so he just avoided it blindly.

For a moment, the ring was full of Sun Ke's fist style.

The poison of his corpse became more and more intense, and the referees around the ring had to cover their mouths and retreat out of the range of the punching wind.

Yan Long's situation looks weaker and weaker!

……

At this time, on the school field, there are a total of five group arenas going on.

On the high platform to the north, Liu Qiao, Gu Dayong, Xu Xianchun, Zhang Yang, Jiang Wei and others were all watching the battle.

What is being discussed now is the match between Yan Long and Sun Ke.

Xu Xianchun took the lead and said: "In the last round of Yan Long vs. He Sheng, it was Yan Long who had been attacking. Now that Feng Shui has taken turns, this group arena match has been up to now, and he has not returned a single move."

Liu Qiao smiled and said, "The last game was a mouse chasing a tortoise, and there was no way to do it. This time it was a tortoise chasing a mouse, and there was no way to do it. Interesting!"

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Yan Long's momentum has weakened a lot this time, I don't know why?"

No one answered.

Zhang Yang looked at Jiang Wei and said, "Bo Yue, what do you think of this scene!"

Jiang Wei glanced at all the people on the stage, and saw that everyone seemed to be staring at the ring, but in fact everyone had their own thoughts, so he responded lightly: "Returning to my lord, Jiang Wei thinks that Yan Long will definitely lose. .”

"Oh." Liu Qiao frowned upon hearing Jiang Wei's words, and asked, "Why is Boyue so sure?"

Jiang Wei replied: "Returning to the commander, Yan Long has lost all vigor and stamina in the battle so far. On the contrary, Sun Ke has a peerless martial art of Zombie Fist, and he is full of energy and spirit. I believe it will not take long for the victory to be determined." When he spoke, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, his analysis was clear and concise, without a word of nonsense.But as for whether these are nonsense, only he himself knows.

Liu Qiao nodded and said, "Well, it makes sense."

Xu Xianchun said at this time: "The commander-in-chief seems to have always paid a lot of attention to Yan Long."

Liu Qiao sighed: "Yan Xue'an is Wen Zong, even if he is imprisoned, he still has great influence in the court. As his only heir, how can Yan Long not be ignored?! Master Xu thinks so?"

Xu Xianchun was obviously exposed to pain and stopped talking.

At this time, Dongchang's prisoner Qianhu Gu Dayong suddenly said: "Yan Long seems to be about to exert strength."

But Zhang Yang said: "Sun Ke is full of poison, even if he exerts all his strength, it is hard to predict victory or defeat."

Jiang Wei frowned slightly when he heard this, and looked at the situation in the field with a little worry in his eyes.

……

Yan Long has been pushed to the edge of the ring chain by Sun Ke's fist wind, as long as he falls off the ring, he will be considered a loser.Because the life and death lottery was drawn, the loser will also be executed by Jin Yiwei.

Sun Ke let out a violent roar, and punched 18 punches in succession with both fists like a storm. In an instant, the shadows of the fists were like mountains and ghostly shadows. .

The most frightening thing was that beyond the wind of the fist, even the iron chains on the ring were covered with a layer of white mildew.

"Corpse gas!" Yan Long snorted coldly.

His eyes were full of rubble and poisonous mist, but Yan Long was unafraid.

Because he feels that the play is almost done now!

It's time for the curtain to end!

(End of this chapter)