He Has a Dragon

PS, the two chapters are reversed, sorry

"The first game in a while is Wang Le's little white-faced confrontation spiker, which one do you press?"

"You are not asking nonsense, of course it is the spiker, but I am a million. [More beautiful novels are better than ^^ 奇 ^^ 中 ^^ 文 ^^ 网]"

At this moment, the children in the two circles sitting on the sofa in the conference hall talked to each other, and similar conversations continued between the audience.

Also at this time, in a luxurious box at the venue, two strange young men held wine glasses in their hands. One of them drank red wine slowly, and a bit of irony appeared on his handsome face, saying: "A group of *, if If Zeng Qing can really win, will I be nervous to open this market? "

Another handsome young man wearing a Armani custom suit with a mixed-skin taste on his face, hehe smiled: "Yes, in the game video of Feicheng and Snake, we studied it for a long time, Wang Le's skill is not ordinary They are strong, and these people outside have no idea how powerful the future son-in-law of the Mu family is. "

"Yes, the emperor who appeared in Feicheng at that time did not expect to be the future son-in-law of the Mu family." The young man nodded in approval.

Immediately, he continued: "The snake just lost to Zeng Qing by one stroke, and Wang Le was the defeated snake!"

"This game, we must win until sleep at night, but we have to wake up with a smile, ha ha ha." The mixed-race man smiled happily.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers !!"

"Welcome everyone to the underground fighting game that belongs only to the king. The first game tonight is by the spiker vs the emperor !!!"

The reporter at the conference hall stood in the center of the ring and held a microphone and called loudly to let the sound of the entire venue reach, whistle, shout, and applause constantly, so that the atmosphere of the conference hall became warmer.

"The first player below is from the emperor of Jiangnan !!!" The announcer looked at the piece of paper he had just got, and shouted with a thick voice.

The entire venue was turned off for an instant, and the only light on Wang Le came out from the entrance of the passage, so that the whole audience's eyes were focused on him, while the laughter continued.

"Soil buns, you have to fight for it. I bought 500,000 yuan and bet you can last five minutes."

"Boy hurry to concede you, Lao Tzu has lost three million."

At this time, Wang Le, who had stood on the platform, heard nothing, quietly stood in the middle of the platform, remained silent, and did not move. The righteousness under the platform was full of self-confidence, and the three Sunan sitting in the box were all It's a ugly face that is worrying. Because all three of them have heard that Wang Le is very powerful, but they have never seen how strong Wang Le's combat effectiveness is, and said that he was not worried about it being fake, not to mention the screams and snoring outside the box at this time, it is more illustrative The spikers are powerful, and all three of them have seen the spiker's terror at the scene, **** and spiteful.

"Next let's have thirty-six games in a row to win the opponent, the eternal fighting king, the spiker !!!"

The announcer said at the end, the crazy hysterical shouted the name of the spiker, and the audience stood up at the same time, shouting in unison: "Spiker! Peaker! Peaker !!!"

At this moment, the shouting voice and the sound of the public neatly, and anxious to collapse the venue, the roar burst like a mountain tsunami and disturbed the air! !! !!

When the spotlight hit the spiker coming out of the other channel, it seemed as if a thunderous sound could be heard over the audience. Everyone fell into madness, shouting the words spiker as hard as possible, just like watching To his own god.

Wang Le quietly watched his opponent coming from the passage to the ring. A man in his thirties was ordinary, with long faces, small eyes, big nose and small mouth, but his hairstyle similar to that of the Qing dynasty was noticeable. The **** thick and long braids hovered around his neck like a serpent, round and round.

In the shouts of the audience, Zeng Qing, the peaker, stood opposite Wang Le from Yantai, and looked up and down the young man in front of him, especially the dragon on his body, and then glanced at Yiyi who was under the stage. With a smile, he slowly said, "It turns out that you and Snake are the same kind of people, and your tattoos are all the same."

The corner of Wang Le's mouth slightly tilted and said: "So today is your last game."

"Eh!" The spiker stunned, and immediately smiled and said without a smile: "What a crazy kid, for the first time someone dared to talk to me like this, the snake can only pick me a pigtail, I hope you can pick up two more later. braid."

"I will tear off your braid and sell it to the wig shop." Wang Le said coldly, staring at the braid around the neck of the spiker.

The spiker's eyes flashed viciously, and he snorted, "It depends on whether you have the ability."

Immediately afterwards, the reporters on the ring have already hid under the ring, at which time the iron gong at the start of the game was also sounded.

"Clang, clang, clang ~~"

Immediately after the sound of the gong, the spiker made a preemptive move, rushed to Wang Le with an arrow, bullied him, threw an iron fist and smashed into Wang Le's temple with the sound of the wind!

Wang Le was fisted, his fist wind was close to his eyes, and he saw that he started to move at this moment. He hurried back to avoid the fierce iron fist. At this moment, the spiker saw the iron fist smash. It is not unexpected in the air, following the momentum of the iron fist to continue rushing forward, the whole body once again bullied Wang Le's body, while turning his fists into claws, flying his left foot and kicking Wang Le's crotch fiercely. , Want to let Wang Le cut off the momentum of grandchildren.

Wang Le didn't panic. He raised one hand and turned it into an iron claw that greeted the opponent with a mighty iron claw. At the same time of attacking and attacking, he kicked and blocked the opponent's fierce kick.

At this moment ~ www.readwn.com ~ Claw-to-claw attacking ceaselessly, kicking and blocking the foot and foot constantly, disturbing the ring, and faintly heard the sound of air explosion, forming an invisible storm circle, The sound of "snap" is endless like fried beans, playing the most violent battle music, making people passionate!

In the screen above the platform, the dazzling pair of countermeasures could not be distinguished, so that all the viewers held their breath, fearing that one distraction missed the most exciting counterattack.

Suddenly, the two figures on the ring platform each stepped back, and stood still after pulling apart.

When everyone thought that something had happened, Zeng Qing snarled with a deep visible bone and blood groove left on his cheek, his head fluttered, and a long braid around his neck flew up into the air like a straight spear. Because of the shaking of the head, the blood in the blood tank on the cheek also flew out with this "gun", just like the black pimple of the black "gun head", fierce, weird, and overbearing, and shot at Wang Le's forehead skull in the air .

Wang Lehan's hair stood upside down, and a long howling rang through the venue. The mysterious force in his body was divided into two angry dragons rushing along the meridians extending to his hands. He wanted to battle the mountains! !! !!