Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

Billy Kane wielded the wooden stick with incredible agility, more dexterous than five fingers, sweeping away large swaths with a single motion.

……

The sea was very rough.

This almost primitive and savage battle shocked every viewer.

What shocked some members of the underworld was that the Wo Luen Shing faction, which they had not been optimistic about, was suppressing the Hung Hing faction led by the God of War, Kam Chi-tai!

Correct!

The situation was completely one-sided.

The renowned Hung Hing super fighters were utterly no match for the Wo Luen Shing faction.

In just one minute, quite a few Hung Hing super fighters were killed.

The Hung Hing camp was like weeds, being harvested by the neatly dressed Wo Luen Shing camp, collapsing like straw in a flood.

The legend of Hung Hing's gangster-beating is right under their noses!

It's all over!

how could this be?

No one could believe what they were seeing.

What shocked everyone even more was where all those incredibly strong Wo Luen Shing thugs on the field came from.

Even the audience of Wo Luen Shing was dumbfounded.

Are they dreaming?

"Great!"

"Go, Prince Luo!"

"Grandpa was right about you!"

A burst of excited shouts erupted from the audience, and Chuanbao stood up and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Play it safe! Don't go all in! We haven't won yet!"

Deng Wei shouted, but his forced composure and the occasional twitching of his facial muscles betrayed his true thoughts.

"Your Highness! What are you doing! Don't get entangled in a fight with them!"

Jiang Tiansheng ran to the sidelines without regard for anything else and shouted at Gan Zitai.

What is Gan Zitai doing at this moment?

As the God of War of Hung Hing, he was the first to charge into the camp of Wo Luen Shing as soon as the battle began.

Then they were entangled by a group of combat-type cyborgs. These combat-type cyborgs followed Luo Ge's instructions, surrounding them without killing them. Their actions were exceptionally coordinated and swift.

Gan Zitai felt that every slash he made, every punch he threw, was like a stone sinking into the sea. Because these combat-type cyborgs only parried the attacks, but did not counter them.

Several times, he felt that he had revealed many flaws, but these people just wouldn't kill him.

What made him feel even more powerless was that everyone around him was wearing a mask, making it impossible for him to tell who was who for a moment.

"Chen Jialuo!!!!!!!!! If you have the guts, come out here!!!!!!!!! You clown."

Upon hearing Jiang Tiansheng's voice, the Crown Prince became enraged and roared.

"A clown?"

"Are you talking about yourself?"

The crowd slowly dispersed, and Chen Jialuo, holding a red-tasseled spear, slowly walked up to Gan Zitai, took off his mask, revealed a strange smile, and then put the mask back on: "You all step aside, I'll take care of this."

"Let's go and harvest the rest."

Mission accomplished.

Chen Pojun nodded to Chen Jialuo and led more than a dozen bio-engineered humans away.

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With a loud "boom"!

A bolt of lightning struck, and half the sky flashed!

A fierce wind blew, and waves crashed against the rocks with a thunderous sound.

Gan Zitai finally realized that the reason those people didn't kill him was to leave him for Chen Jialuo!

Gan Zitai could clearly see that the red-tasseled spear in Chen Jialuo's hand had become a real red-tasseled spear, because the originally brown spear shaft was now completely soaked in blood.

It is likely that while he was trapped, Chen Jialuo had already taken the lives of many Hung Hing members.

Standing there with just a gun, he seemed like Zhao Yun reborn, which made him feel an overwhelming sense of powerlessness for a moment!

But at the same time, it also ignited Gan Zitai's passion.

However, the blade of the steel knife in his hand had already broken off, and it was now just a piece of scrap metal.

"I won't bully you anymore."

Noticing this, Chen Jialuo planted his red-tasseled spear in the ground.

He assumed a Bajiquan stance, with his right hand behind his back, and said with a smile, "Why don't you rest for a bit before coming back? After all, these are your last days. I don't see you've written a will, have you?"

He remained completely calm and composed, making it impossible for Gan Zitai to discern his true nature.

Furthermore, his handsomeness, which even a mask couldn't hide, and his elegant demeanor, were all perfectly embodied in every gesture and posture.

Handsome!

It's not just about appearance!

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Gan Zitai let out a low growl, dropped what he was holding and slowly approached in a Muay Thai stance.

The duel between the two immediately drew the attention of all the spectators in the stands.

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"Who was the person fighting against Gan Zitai?"

"I don't know. Gan Zitai just called out, and this person came over. He should be Luo, the heir of Wo Luen Shing."

"Hmm, someone that handsome must be Crown Prince Luo."

"What? That expert who could use the Eight Extremes Six Harmonies Spear just now, was it Prince Luo?"

"King versus king, are they finally going to clash?"

Discussions began to rise in the audience; at this moment, no one dared to underestimate Chen Jialuo anymore.

Will he die within two weeks?

Not much time left?

This is clearly a case of pretending to be weak while actually being strong!

……

On the field.

Gan Zitai circled Chen Jialuo slowly, seemingly looking for Chen Jialuo's weakness; he had a wealth of practical experience.

While moving around, he also adjusted his breathing and physical strength in time.

At this moment, he felt as if he had seen a ghost, because Chen Jialuo, who was simply standing there with his back to him, showed no flaws in his sight.

He is a Muay Thai expert and has always looked down on traditional Chinese martial arts.

At this moment, Chen Jialuo overturned his understanding.

Having finally regained his strength, he couldn't contain himself and rushed forward, tentatively throwing a punch. Chen Jialuo opened his large hand and actually grabbed his fist.

For a moment, Gan Zitai felt as if he had seen a ghost. He was alarmed and wanted to stop, but Chen Jialuo's large hand gripped his fist firmly like a vise, making it impossible for him to pull away.

In a moment of desperation, he raised his left hand and slammed it down.

Chen Jialuo smiled coldly, his fist tearing through the air like a dragon!

Fist to fist, a fight to the death!

"boom!"

Gan Zitai was forced to retreat repeatedly, and his left fist seemed to be numb.

He stopped and looked up, and to his astonishment, Chen Jialuo remained motionless, seemingly still standing in the same spot, steadfast and unyielding.

Which is stronger? Which is weaker?

For a moment, countless casual fans and regular fans of Gan Zitai in the audience were stunned; they found the result hard to accept.

"It's over."

Jiang Tiansheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Hung Hing War God?"