Fog Survival

Chapter 317 Winner or Loser

Meng Xuemin's eyes were fixed on the arms of the young man on the ring. Through the ragged cloth strips, he could vaguely see the dark purple scars.

Especially the palms under the sleeves. Although they were intentionally hidden, the bone joints of his fingers could still be seen, which were much thicker than those of ordinary people.

Seeing these abnormalities, Meng Xuemin frowned and said, "Boss, do you mean... Lei Xiong will suffer a loss in the fist?"

An Changlin shook his head and denied, "No, we can see it from such a distance. Lei Xiong can't fail to notice it. He will definitely be on guard."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's continue to watch. For you, this is just a show, but for them, it is a battle that determines life and death. They must have considered more than you."

The battle on the ring has entered into a full-scale battle from the initial trial.

The young man attacked with his legs continuously, and Lei Xiong quickly blocked in a defensive posture. His arms were bloody and his skin and flesh were broken under the powerful attack.

In the overall situation, the young man continued to have the upper hand.

This situation did not last too long. Such an attack consumed too much physical strength and caused great damage to the legs.

The storm-like attack lasted for 2 minutes, and the young man's attack began to slow down. Obviously, he consumed a lot of physical strength.

Lei Xiong quickly noticed it, and while the young man was exhausted, he quickly stabilized his own chassis and stood up to fight back.

The huge fist hit out with a bang, hitting the young man's chest fiercely.

But as soon as he hit it, Lei Xiong secretly thought it was not good!

If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be broken by this punch, his internal organs would be ruptured, and he would be seriously injured.

But he forgot that the bones of the young man in front of him were very hard, and this punch did not break his ribs at all, but gave him an opportunity to fight back!

In a flash, the young man's arm under his long sleeves suddenly swung up, stabbing forward like a sharp knife, and directly attacked Lei Xiong's chest.

As the two sides fought back and forth, the battle completely reached a white-hot stage.

Lei Xiong was almost on the verge of life and death. If the young man succeeded in one blow, he would definitely die.

However, as the young man quickly approached and touched his chest...

The fear on Lei Xiong's face suddenly subsided, and he showed a smile of success: "The opportunity has come! Little Boy!"

At this moment, the two were closest to each other, and it was also the time to really decide the outcome and life and death.

The hard bones of the young man made Lei Xiong helpless all the time, as if hitting another iron lump would not only fail to break it, but also easily hurt himself.

Therefore, he had to find a person without bones, and give the young man a thunderous blow to end the game completely.

And the person he could attack was actually only the eyes, abdomen, lower body and other parts.

After weighing the pros and cons, he finally chose the eyes.

The importance of the eyes is self-evident. Although the lethality is not enough, the consequences are very serious, enough to make the young man lose the ability to resist.

However, both sides have been keeping a safe distance, and it is very difficult to attack the eyes.

However, this moment is the best opportunity.

Lei Xiong tightened his muscles and resisted the attack on the chest by the young man. At the same time, he used his prepared fingers to stab the young man's eyes directly.

The gates of both sides were wide open, and the fatal weaknesses were exposed to the enemy.

Lei Xiong firmly believed that his speed must be faster, and he must be able to blind the opponent's eyes before he was injured.

Unfortunately, the situation of the battle was not controlled by him after all...

The moment the young man's fingers touched Lei Xiong's chest, Lei Xiong realized that he was in trouble.

The fist that the young man stabbed had no power at all, just a feint.

And the real fatal killing move was right in front of Lei Xiong!

What was coming towards him was not the young man's face, but his messy hair.

The hard head hit Lei Xiong's fingers first, and there was a crisp cracking sound, and the finger joints broke.

Lei Xiong's expression became ferocious, his pupils gradually dilated, and a trace of panic emerged.

The next second, the young man's head and Lei Xiong's face collided!

Both sides were charging for a blow, and the powerful force and inertia added together, the power can be imagined.

After this move, the winner was decided!

Lei Xiong's pupils dilated, his facial bones shattered, and blood flowed from his seven orifices. He fell backwards.

The young man straightened his thin body, and casually adjusted his hair with his hands, with an unusually calm expression.

In general, his injuries were not serious. In addition to excessive physical exhaustion, only the skin on his legs was broken.

After a few seconds of silence, the audience below burst into enthusiastic cheers, mixed with curses and roars.

In a private room in particular, a man in white was furious, kicked the table away in anger, and shouted: "What a waste, Thunder Bear, this waste thing, kill this dog! 10,000 spirit coins! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! It's a big loss!"

Aside, a middle-aged man bowed three times and said: "Master, are you going to redeem Thunder Bear?"

"Redeem? Redeem a fart!" The man in white turned around and slapped the middle-aged man in the face, roaring: "I lost 10,000 spirit coins in the gambling fight, and I spent 10,000 spirit coins to redeem him, and I still have to treat him later! Do you think I'm stupid?"

"But..."

"But bullshit, that waste is at most an ordinary level, and it will cost more than this price if you sell him!"

"Okay..."

An Changlin looked at the ring quietly, his eyes full of surprise. This hearty battle made him see the potential of both sides.

Both the young man and the fallen Lei Xiong had high fighting talents and were talents worth cultivating.

"It's a pity that Lei Xiong belongs to another force. But fortunately, Ham is a free man, so we can find a way to subdue him."

Thinking, An Changlin continued to watch the ring.

Although the victory and defeat were decided, life and death were not yet decided.

If no one saved Lei Xiong's life, the young man would kill him completely.

An Changlin waited, and the people behind Lei Xiong paid to save his life. But unexpectedly, no one spoke for a long time.

"What's going on?"

An Changlin frowned and turned to look at Meng Xuemin beside him.

Meng Xuemin bowed and said, "In this case, Lei Xiong is most likely abandoned."

"Why? There shouldn't be many people with talents like Lei Xiong, right?"

Meng Xuemin explained, "I just checked. The power of the person behind Lei Xiong is not strong. He bet 10,000 spirit coins on Lei Xiong to win."

"Now the victory or defeat is decided, and 10,000 spirit coins are lost directly. If you save his life, you have to pay another 10,000 spirit coins. The cost of subsequent treatment is definitely not low. So... Lei Xiong has probably been abandoned."

After listening to this, An Changlin couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect that there would be such a good thing. Then let's not be polite and save him."

"Okay, boss!"