The Wizard is Coming

At the end of the long, dark passage came the audience's cries of blood and victory.

Shalan walked towards the end of the passage step by step, the blood in his body boiled more and more with each step, and the desire for victory and blood hidden deep in his body slowly emerged, making Shalan's eyes light up slightly, as if The lone wolf in the dark exudes a frightening aura.

His throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The expression of Babo's subordinate changed slightly. He was the closest to Sha Lan, and he could clearly feel the drastic change in Sha Lan's momentum behind him. The feeling of a beast staring at the back.

Walking to the end of the passage, Babo's subordinate made a gesture of invitation to Sha Lan respectfully. Sha Lan nodded to him, then walked out of the passage, stepped onto the ring step by step, and waited in a very relaxed manner. On the arena, I watched a burly man slowly walk out of the opposite passage.

When the big man on the opposite side came to the ring, the cheers of the audience in the underground fighting arena reached its peak, and the air was boiling with it.

Next is a preliminary match. The two sides are the final chariot from the new city of Yuke, and the Black Ting from our native city of Cynthia!

After the host's voice fell, every audience began to shout the name of the player they supported, but there were obviously more audiences shouting the name of the big man on the opposite side than Sha Lan. The name of the car resounded throughout the venue.

Hahaha, that's right, it's me, I'm the ultimate chariot, I'm the winner! Cheer! Cheer my name!

Raising his thick arms, the Terminator Chariot continued to cheer for the surrounding audience. He walked around the arena circle after circle, showing off his strong body like a gorilla showing off its strength.

After walking around three times, the Battle of the End stood in front of Shalan, looked at Shalan and said loudly: clown wearing a mask, I will let you know what a real fighter is, like you A sissy with thin arms and thin legs should go home and hold her mother's thigh for milk! Hahaha!

As soon as the words of the ending chariot fell, everyone in the arena laughed loudly, which made the ending chariot even more proud.

Shalan shook his head helplessly, looked at the referee standing aside, and said, Referee, can the game start? I'm in a hurry and don't want to waste time.

Hearing Sha Lan's words, the Terminator Chariot froze for a moment, his face quickly turned red, he grinned grimly, and said to Sha Lan: Boy, I will break your bones piece by piece. How dare you be so arrogant!

Shalan didn't respond to the finisher at all, and Shalan just stood there and waited for the start of the game.

At this time, the referee also saw that the atmosphere was almost fired, so he immediately made a decision to start the game. He first pushed the finishing chariot to the other side of the ring, then walked to the edge of the ring, looked left and right, and made sure that both sides After there was no objection, he swiped with one hand and announced the start of the game!

The moment the referee announced the start of the match, the finisher chariot roared and rushed towards Shalan, punching Shalan in the face.

It's just that when his fist hit Sha Lan's face, he suddenly passed through and missed Sha Lan at all.

The moment Shalan was hit by the fist of the Terminator Chariot, he dodged away and rushed into the arms of the Terminator Chariot. His fists hit the left and right flanks and armpits of the Terminator Chariot continuously, causing the The Terminator Chariot roared angrily, and waved its arms to give Shalan a bear hug, but Shalan dodged it extremely nimbly.

But seeing that Sha Lan's body was short, he avoided the arms of the Terminator Chariot, and stepped out with both feet on the spot. His body turned to the back of the Terminator Chariot like a spinning top, and swept out with the strength of his body rotation. A whip kick,

The heavy blow on the lower back of the Terminator Chariot made the legs of the Terminator Chariot go limp, and it almost fell to the ground.

asshole!

The thick arm swiped out behind him, but Sha Lan had already retreated as soon as he touched it. Naturally, the sweep that ended the chariot did not get the desired result.

The Terminator Chariot slowly climbed up from the ground. He looked at Sha Lan who was standing not far away, and rushed towards Sha Lan with another roar.

This time, Sha Lan finally knew that although his opponent was physically strong and capable of boxing and wrestling, if he really wanted to talk about fighting skills, he didn't have it at all. Sha Lan didn't say much after he realized this. After being entangled, the muscles on his body gradually stretched, his legs rushed into the arms of the Terminator, his right arm muscles tensed, and his right fist instantly hit the Terminator's heart, and the Terminator immediately suffered from this. Heavy hit rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, but was punched by Sha Lan and passed out.

Looking at the final chariot that fell on the ground, Shalan shook his head in dissatisfaction, and glanced at the audience who were surprised by the result of the strong man's final chariot being knocked down by him with three punches, five divisions, two and one punches, Shalan simply said He waved his hand at the referee, walked off the ring, and walked into the passageway when he came.

At this time, the cheers in the competition venue exploded, and it lasted for a long time.

Back in the restroom, Shalan washed his hands in the restroom. When he walked out of the restroom, it happened that Babo walked in with two of his men. Unlike before, this time Babo looked at Sha Lan's eyes seemed to be looking at piles of money, and his posture was very low.

Mr. Hei Ting, you never said that you are so strong.

Smiling and shaking his head, Shalan said, Mr. Babo, you never asked me.

Mr. Hei Ting, let me ask boldly, do you still plan to participate in the competition with us?

If there is a competition, I would naturally be willing to participate, but I hope that the opponent will not be like today. It is really boring to fight.

Hearing this, Babo nodded again and again, and said: Of course, of course, Mr. Hei Ting, your strength is completely enough to enter the intermediate competition, so I will make an exception and promote you to an intermediate fighter, so you can directly participate in the intermediate competition.

There are many low-level competitions every day, but the intermediate competitions are only held on Saturdays and Sundays, which means that you can play one game every week, Mr. Hei Ting. What do you think?

Once a week? Yes, that's it. I come here every Saturday afternoon to participate in the competition. Is it possible?

Of course, every Saturday at three o'clock in the afternoon, I am here waiting for Mr. Hei Ting's arrival.