stunning female tenant

Chapter 869 The Fearless Strong

There are some things that are so bloody that you will never be able to understand them without being there.

Xu Xiangbei has lived in a modern civilized society all year round, so he is full of positive energy understanding of life, goodness and beauty. Only at this time can he truly appreciate how the mentality of ordinary people will be distorted under the perennial war.

Xu Xiangbei looked coldly at the fighter who abused the opponent's corpse on the field. Challengers came up one after another, but they were all defeated by him.

No one admitted defeat, because they knew in their hearts that it was self-inflicted humiliation, and it was useless. Some self-controlled and defeated, simply closed their eyes and killed them.

At this moment, a young man with a cold face came out from nowhere, jumped on the ring, and looked coldly at the warrior in front of him.

The samurai was scooped up from a pool of blood, his muscles were like braised beef slices, and his figure was incomparably burly. Although the young man was also very heroic, standing with him was like a kitten against a tiger. His body shape was obviously not in the same weight class. .

With the lineman's order, the battle began, and there were sharp shouts on the field, and everyone off the field was expecting the young man to be slaughtered like a lamb.

However, there is a world of difference between this young man and the warriors who came to power before. The warriors punched and bombarded him heavily, while the young man faced head-on head-on, and received the blows hard.

After fiercely punching dozens of punches, the young man didn't take a single step back, but the samurai's chest collapsed, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, he fell back seven or eight steps on his back, and fell off the ring in embarrassment.

The body was obviously weaker by a large circle, and the weak defeated the strong, and the winner turned out to be a cold-faced young man who seemed to be at a disadvantage.

In the vast arena, after half a minute of silence, there was a roar of applause like a tsunami.

Many wealthy people rained silver dollars in the arena, and countless silver dollars poured down.

However, facing the rain of silver dollars pouring down like rain, the young man remained unmoved, just stood there silently with his eyes slightly closed, signaling for the game to continue.

This cold-faced young man is none other than the champion of the hero list, Yong Yuan.

Standing below, Xu Xiangbei looked up and checked Yongyuan's aura, his heart throbbed in shock, because he soon discovered that this person had actually reached the realm of a war saint.

Although ordinary war saints are nothing special in the eyes of Xu Xiangbei now, but this young man can reach this level at such a young age, and his demeanor is even more calm and calm, so people dare not despise him.

The most important thing is that this person doesn't care about money and victory. It seems that there is nothing in the world that makes his heart move. Feeling the pride of the young man, Xu Xiangbei's heart is full of enthusiasm and warlike blood. Also eager to try.

Qiongzhen Langli, who was standing on the side, saw Xu Xiangbei's reaction, and smiled slightly: "His name is Yongyuan, and he is the champion of the Sanhe High Court's youth hero list. He has not lost a single game in three years."

Xu Xiangbei let out a cry, he didn't expect that he was Yong Yuan, who also looked like a monstrous opponent, after seeing all the mountains in the high court, he ran to the arena to forge ahead.

This kind of person is either a lunatic or a genius.

Geniuses and lunatics are usually only separated by a layer of window paper, and when the film is pierced, they can read heaven and hell.Obviously, Yong Yuan in the ring is walking between heaven and hell.

Qiongzhen Langli patted Xu Xiangbei on the shoulder: "Do you want to try it? Yongyuan and Du Lante come from the same place of origin, and they are also fellow villagers."

The meaning of Qiongzhen Langli has a hint of encouragement. Young people are full of vigor, especially a genius like Xu Xiangbei. When he meets an opponent with similar strength to himself, he will meet a good talent. How can he not be moved by the needlepoint of the needle.

Of course Xu Xiangbei could hear the hint of Qiongzhen Langli's instigation, and there was a sternness in his eyes that ordinary people could hardly detect. Let the prince take a look.

Xu Xiangbei kicked his legs on the ground and wanted to jump onto the stage, but was stopped by Qiongzhen Langli.

"I need to register first." Qiongzhen Langli shook his head helplessly, and then led Xu Xiangbei to the registration office.

When the registration office knew that Xu Xiangbei wanted to challenge Yong Yuan, all the people around him looked at him mockingly, as if saying: Another master who is greedy for money and not afraid of death.

After Yongyuan came to the black market arena, he participated in at least a hundred bloody battles, and each time he won one-sidedly. It is almost like a legend here.

This time, the betting odds for Yong Yuan's victory were [-] to [-], while Xu Xiangbei's odds were [-] to [-], which made Xu Xiangbei almost laugh.

After Xu Xiangbei signed up, many people rushed to buy Yongyuan to win. Although the odds were very low, there was no suspense. In their opinion, it is always good to have money for nothing.

Looking at Xu Xiangbei's side, no one was betting, and seeing Xu Xiangbei's embarrassed expression, Qiongzhen Langli took out [-] silver dollars and pressed it to Xu Xiangbei's side.

Xu Xiangbei was the only one who was challenging Yongyuan today, so there was no need to wait, Xu Xiangbei stretched his neck, patted Qiongzhen Langli on the shoulder, and then jumped onto the ring.

After Xu Xiangbei left, Qiongzhen Langli immediately turned his head, took out another 2000 million silver dollars, and pressed it to Yongyuan.

When Xu Xiangbei jumped onto the ring, Yong Yuan's tightly locked eyes suddenly opened, and there was a flash of surprise in the tiger's eyes.

The two looked at each other, neither spoke nor made any further movements, they both tested the depth of the breath.

Standing behind Yong Yuan, Xu Xiangbei could feel the terrifying aura of the other party even more. The realm of the Saint of War is really powerful. He has seen so many strong men of the Saint of War. Yong Yuan is the one with the most fighting spirit and the strongest murderous intent he has ever seen. of.

After a long time, Yong Yuan spoke first: "Is your name Xu Xiangbei? Not long ago, Du Lante and I mentioned you. You are the first opponent who dares to challenge me at the level of War Lord."

Yong Yuan's eyes showed admiration for Xu Xiangbei, but his voice was quite cold.

Xu Xiangbei spread his hands and said casually: "Among your peers, you are also the strongest I have ever seen. I hope that in the next battle, you can inspire me with all my strength."

On Yongyuan's cold face, there was a rare smile, perhaps infected by the confidence of the opponent in front of him: "You who inspire all your strength? No one has been so arrogant in front of me for a long time, I will make you regret it."

"Come on." Xu Xiangbei put his left hand on his waist and hips, raised his right palm, and the flames in his palm rose and slowly gathered. With a smile on his lips, Xu Xiangbei stared at Yongyuan Road, "Let me see Bar."

Xu Xiangbei's palm was slowly raised, and he made a three-stage posture. The Wugang energy in his palm was spinning like a dragon.

Yong Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched his hands together, and the palms were also covered with indifferent golden brilliance.

"good."

Seeing that the two in Taichung were about to go to war after testing each other, they couldn't help but applaud loudly.

Seeing that Yongyuan started a new match, the audience from other arenas all looked at this side, and even the battle in the next arena temporarily stopped, paying attention to this end.

I don't know who took the lead, someone suddenly called Yong Yuan's name.Then there was an overwhelming shout, the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, the momentum was extraordinary.

Xu Xiangbei saw it in his eyes, and said jokingly: "It seems that your popularity here is not bad. Are you interested in being the image endorsement of my wine industry advertisement?"

Of course, Yongyuan has never heard of the modern social term of image endorsement, but the cheers from all around made the young man's face darken: "What annoys me the most is the noise, shut up."

"Don't be so unkind, it's too cold, it's not grounded."

Xu Xiangbei stared and yelled, the Wugang in his hand turned into a tornado and spread towards Yongyuan. At the same time, Xu Xiangbei quickly stepped forward, Wugang concentrated on his fist, Yong Yuan smashed it away.

Yong Yuan's eyes were full of warning, regardless of the tornado, his spiritual sense locked Xu Xiangbei's direction, and then bent his knees to meet him.

In the tornado air waves, punches and knees clashed, and then, a terrifying ripple centered on the two of them suddenly spread, and the air waves spread in all directions.

Terrifying energy ripples spread across the arena, filling the entire arena and auditorium.

The other warriors in the arena were caught off guard by the strong air waves and were thrown out of the arena, encountering the surrounding walls or big trees.

The gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone looked intently into the arena, only to see that the originally solid arena was blown into a deep pit under the joint attack of the two.

At this moment, Yong Yuan and Xu Xiangbei combined their fists and kicks, competing for internal strength, both of them wanted to push each other back, but neither could do it.

After a stalemate for a while, the two suddenly shook their bodies, and then quickly retreated.

Xu Xiangbei shook his fist: "You are indeed powerful, but if you want to defeat me, that alone is not enough."

Yong Yuan rubbed his knees, and said in a cold voice: "Don't be so wordy, if you have the ability, just let it go."

After saying that, Yong Yuan suddenly jumped up, and rushed towards Xu Xiangbei.

The speed of the Yongyuan fist was like a galloping horse, and he swung hundreds of punches at Xu Xiangbei in an instant.

Xu Xiangbei waited in strict battle, urging Wu Gang to stop him.

However, Yong Yuan not only has excellent agility, but also has excellent penetrating power of punches, just a face-to-face, Xu Xiangbei's body guard Wugang appeared cracked and showed signs of collapse.

Xu Xiangbei's whole body was shaken, and he accelerated to activate Wu Gang, then closed his eyes tightly to gather energy.

After Xu Xiangbei's breakthrough, the energy intensity of the Nether Demon Eyes is now much stronger than before.

Yong Yuan's imposing manner was as fierce as a lion's tiger, and his extremely sturdy power was vented for thousands of miles, tightly suppressing the opponent in the center of the field, so that the opponent could only resist hard and could not dodge.

At this time, the cracks in Xu Xiangbei's defensive air shield expanded, and Yong Yuan roared wildly, and then the poisonous dragon drilled his legs and pressed down.

The body guard Wu Gang exploded with a bang, and countless silver snake-like electric lights shot out like fireworks.

Yong Yuan's legs were powerful, and an extremely fierce energy on the soles of his feet pierced towards Xu Xiangbei's head.

The audience off the court, seeing that Yong Yuan had completely occupied the overwhelming offensive, and was just one move away from defeating the opponent as before, all became excited and cheered loudly, expecting Yong Yuan to knock the opponent off the stage with one punch.

Qiongzhen Langli saw it in his eyes, and was shocked in his heart, and quickly shouted: "Yongyuan, don't."

(End of this chapter)