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Lu Yunshan snorted coldly and did not speak.

Above the ring, the faces of the three people in the Hurricane Martial Arts Hall were ashen.

What do you mean? look down on us? !

Tian Youwei smiled cruelly, You three, have all signed the martial artist contract?

The so-called martial artist contract is a contract that does not count for casualties.

Fighting warriors will inevitably lead to disability and death. Therefore, the Ministry of Government expressly stipulates that any injury or death caused by a battle on the surface has nothing to do with the attacking party and does not need to bear any compensation.

The expressions of the three people in the Hurricane Martial Arts Hall changed.

It was humiliation before, now it is fear.

The meaning of Tian Youwei's words is very simple.

Did you all sign the contract?

Well, if I accidentally kill you, that's none of my business.

As soon as the words fell, Tian Youwei shot with a bang.

He was extremely fat, a fat man weighing 200 kilograms.

At this moment, when you make a move, the ground is even more shaken, like a meat mountain rampaging!

boom--!

With a punch, the person at the front of the Hurricane Martial Arts Hall had no way to dodge, and could only cross his arms to resist.

Kacha-!

Everyone close to the ring heard the crisp sound.

The next moment, the man was smashed and flew out, his arms were even smashed into the chest cavity, his eyes bulged, and he soon lost his breath.

I remember that you are the owner of the Hurricane Martial Arts Museum?

Tian Youwei punched again.

The second person in the Hurricane Martial Arts Hall turned pale, pushed his movement to the extreme, and tried his best to move and dodge.

Tian Youwei's face showed a cruel smile of cats catching mice. His huge size quickly forced the owner of the Hurricane Pavilion to the corner of the ring.

The next moment, he took the Hurricane Pavilion owner Bear in his arms, and his arms violently exerted force.

Kacha Kacha-!

By the time he threw the owner of the Hurricane Pavilion out of the ring, the latter had become a piece of noodles, and Tian Youwei even broke his bones.

Don't kill me! I admit defeat!

Tian Youwei turned his attention to the third person again.

The third person is the nephew of the owner of the Hurricane Martial Arts Museum. He was originally smug, but he saw such a terrifying situation twice, and he dared to fight again. He was frightened and immediately conceded defeat.

Tian Youwei squeezed out two hot breaths from his nostrils and withdrew his fan-like palm.

Hmph, count on your shouting fast.

Tian Youwei snorted coldly, as if he was still angry that he didn't kill the third person.

He glanced at the rest area of ​​the Wing Chun martial arts hall, and suddenly laughed cruelly, Wing Chun, do you dare to fight?!

Wing Chun, do you dare to fight?!

Wing Chun, do you dare to fight?!

A loud roar suddenly erupted in the rest area of ​​the Xingyi Martial Arts Hall, with a powerful voice.

The whole place was silent.

One person, singled out a martial arts hall.

In the time of lightning and flint, one death and one injury, the last one was scared to pee.

This is a bit outrageous, isn't it?

In the stands, Li Xunzhen, the city owner of Shangjing, looked a little ugly.

Although the warriors have signed contracts with no calculation of death or injury, but if you kill people in person, it is too disrespectful to the Ministry of government, right?

Seeing his face, Shen Guanqing said with a chuckle, City Master Li, Master Tian Guan has such a personality, plus he has practiced a martial art such as the bloodthirsty troll body, he has become more bellicose and bloodthirsty. Don't blame.

The sixth-order martial arts troll bloodthirsty body? Your Shen family is really willing! Lu Yunshan suddenly changed color.

If placed in the ancient times when the spiritual energy was prosperous, this troll bloodthirsty body was an evil martial art, and it was to be captured and executed by the righteous people.

But now... There are very few martial arts like this, and it is usually only used by dead soldiers raised by big families.