Son of Heaven

Liang Ziheng just had a gloomy face, with endless anger in his eyes, but he forced himself not to speak.

Just when the laughter of the crowd had not stopped, Liang Chen in the iron cage had already run to the edge of the iron cage a few steps, and was about to have no way to escape, while the sumo wrestler behind him roared furiously. Then, he opened his arms, blocking all the angles of Liang Chen's retreat. As long as he threw forward again, Liang Chen would be hugged by him, and he would suffocate to death in his arms.

Unexpectedly, Liang Chen not only did not stop, but accelerated rapidly, and went straight to the barbed wire of the iron cage. He took two steps, stepped on the extremely elastic barbed wire and walked straight up for two steps, and then he walked straight up with a command The person flipped over in a dizzying somersault.

Just as he turned over the top of the No. [-] sumo wrestler's head, the iron arm had already stretched out, turned back, strangled the sumo wrestler's neck with incomparable precision, and used inertia to hug him back fiercely. !

"Plop tom tom..." Pushing Jinshan down like a jade pillar, the sumo wrestler suddenly fell backwards, shaking the entire ring. [

Liang Chen rolled on the ground as well, but his iron arm was still strangled tightly around the sumo wrestler's neck. At the same time, his left hand was holding his right hand tightly, exerting force crazily, and at the same time roaring wildly, he had already grabbed a chance of life. Now he must use this opportunity to directly strangle the sumo wrestler to death, otherwise, when the sumo wrestler regains his breath and breaks free, this battle will be extremely difficult for him.Even if he can fight again, he has no chance of winning against this monster that has almost reached the peak of human weight and strength.

The sumo wrestler also let out wild beast-like roars from his throat, struggling desperately, kicking his legs on the ground desperately, and grabbing Liang Chen's arm with two palm-like hands Pull it out desperately.

Huge force erupted, and Liang Chen only felt as if a truck was pumping up its horsepower to pull his arm away from his opponent's neck.

"Put hard, give me hard, break away from that kid's arm, and you will win." Wu Dapeng didn't care about hitting and laughing at Liang Ziheng, he had already stood up, kept patting the table and roaring, his emotions were already tense and agitated.

And at this moment, the atmosphere in the arena also reached its peak, shouts came and went, but without exception, they were all cheering for Wu Dapeng's boxers.

Liang Ziheng had a gloomy face, secretly observing the reactions of the bosses from left to right, and Fang Zechun, who was watching the game coldly and with a blank expression on the other side, sneered again and again in his heart, and finally roughly analyzed today's scene. What's the matter.

Seeing that Liang Chen's arm has been gradually pulled away, the sumo wrestler panted, roared, and exerted his strength crazily. He wanted to push harder to completely pull Liang Chen's arm away. The time has come.

And Liang Chen's iron arm had already burst into blue veins, but it couldn't resist the inhuman strength of this sumo wrestler, and was pulled away inch by inch. Seeing this, Liang Ziheng's heart tightened already, even though he I really believe in Liang Chen, but this sumo wrestler is really too terrifying. God knows how much Wu Dapeng spent to train him. He tightly grasped a white handkerchief. On the next sword-making festival, he must not let Liang Chen break here.

"Baga!" The sumo wrestler yelled again, and pulled Liang Chen's arm away in one fell swoop, before turning over and getting up.

"Okay!" A group of bosses around shouted excitedly, but Liang Ziheng's whole body tensed up, and he murmured, "It's not good"...