No matter how amazing Yosuke Takamiya endured his astonishing patience, he could not bear the severe pain caused by shattering his elbows. He immediately trembled, gritted his teeth and supported him tightly, his eyes wide open, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his temples were bulging, which looked very scary. .

Ling Anqi used her right hand as well, crushing his left hand, and the cavity of her finger bones made a light sound like a firecracker.

"With a little bit of cunning skills, you blindly challenged me, but now you are going to be destroyed by me."

Yosuke Takamiya was in so much pain that he felt hoarse and couldn't even call out a word.

Although his mind was blank, the reaction formed by the memory of his body cells immediately kicked forward.

This is the leg technique in Muay Thai. It has tricky angles, many variations and is quite fierce. It can often have unexpected results when fighting at close range.

When his toes touched a hard object, it became! Gao Jianyangyou was delighted.

However, the scene where Ling Anqi was kicked to the ground did not happen.

The silly girl took the opponent's powerful kick with her eight-pack abs that was as strong as Schwarzenegger, and said without changing her face: "Are you just so capable, rats?"

As he said that, he pinched Takamiya Yosuke's neck and lifted his entire body with one hand.

The audience of four or five hundred people was filled with a thunderous look, and everyone's face was pale and screamed in a panic.

In the center of the arena, the silly girl who was 1.95 meters tall seemed to be pinching a chicken to be slaughtered, and her eyes were filled with light that was indifferent to everything.

Many years later, people still remember that bloody night and Ling Anqi's majestic back.

Yosuke Takamiya's throat seemed to be stuck with a hundred tons of large machinery, without any resistance. He had killed many irrelevant opponents on the field, but he knew that in the face of Ling Anqi's irresistible power, life was almost a luxury.

So he used all his last little strength to shoot a begging gaze at the other party.

"The sunset in the mortal world has come to an end, accept your end of peace."

The silly girl punched her.

"Bang!"

Yosuke Takamiya's head burst on the spot, like a ripe watermelon, with iron hammers coming to the front, red, white, black, scattered, red, blood, brain and eyeballs, black hair connected to the scalp, and organs and muscle tissue that cannot be separated.

A bloody rain fell in the sky on the 100-square-meter ring.

The cavity of Gao Jianyangsuke's neck continued to spew out the blood like fireworks before he fell to the ground, and the dirty smell of blood swept across all directions.

The silly girl just shrugged her shoulders a little, as if she had done something insignificant. The number one person in Japan was beaten to death on the spot.

One of the eyes flew into the audience more than twenty meters away. People screamed in surprise, scattered around, and flew away for a moment, as if they were in purgatory.

Blood like a tsunami covered the sky.

There are many games where the opponent was killed on the spot in the underground boxing ring, but like the scene of blowing the opponent's head on the spot, countless organs and tissues scattered everywhere, it is simply unprecedented. What's more, the opponent is a super strong man known as the number one in Japan's fighting!

A desperate suffocation filled everyone's chest. Facing Ling Anqi, who looked like a demon, no one could breathe normally.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" The rich woman took off her clothes was so scared that she left Liu Po, and sat down with her butt, shouting about important things three times in a row.

The silly girl snorted lightly, with a hint of coquettishness, but it was like spring thunder rumbling in people's hearts.

Her cold eyes glanced at the audience. Wherever she reached, no one was trembling and lowered his head, and did not dare to look at him. Including the rich woman who was still calling, she suddenly closed her mouth, and tears of fear in her eyes rushed down uncontrollably.

Even the twenty highly trained security guards at the scene couldn't help but put down the batons in their hands, and were simply frightened by the silly girl's eyes.

A number on the big screen: "3059", which is the calculation value of the girl's previous force swing, in kilograms.

The silly girl pushed hard on the ground and jumped into the air, and ran through more than ten meters of space like a meteor, falling on the open space in front of Yan Yu, causing the entire cabin to shake, and a big pit appeared on the place where she fell.

"You are dead." The silly girl pinched Yan Yu's throat. As long as he tried his best to his fingers, he would end up with Gao Jianyangsuke. The difference was just who produced more fragments.

Yan Yu was so scared that he lost his soul. His heart was bouncing and almost broke his ribs. His bladder spurted out a stream of liquid, which instantly soaked his pants' legs. His limbs were cold and his feet were so soft that he couldn't stand up.

He knew it was embarrassing to wet his pants in public in front of so many nobles in the Death Arena, but the situation could not control it at all. Many people even thought to themselves: If it were the ones who were pinching my neck by that woman, I would probably have shit out.

It was due to the rules that he killed Gao Mian Yosuke on the ring. The rules in the underground boxing ring showed that the lives of participants were not protected by any law, so Ling Anqi could kill the opponent at will.

But killing guests outside the field is another matter. This is not within the scope of the rules and is a violation of the rules, which will inevitably cause a violent rebound in the Death Arena, and even anger the big figure behind the scenes. It is much more serious in nature.

What's more, Yan Yu has a net worth of hundreds of millions and has a complicated relationship, so he is not an ordinary person.

Ling Anqi's destruction of personality has already become a killer, and she can't even contain so much. She sneered: "You are destined to be a pile of dust in the air."

The entire Death Arena is like a storm. Ling Anqi is the center of the whirlpool of the storm, extending around with her as the radius. The people around them are jumping and running, urinating, crying and shouting that everyone is rushing to the forefront, and running for fear of falling behind.

As for Liu Peilong, who was also in the center of the storm vortex, he had long been sitting on the ground and unable to move. He wanted to distance himself from the Valkyrie, the farther he could not do anything, but he tried his best to move his butt, but he found that he was exhausted and could not use any energy, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Yuan Shuang, Liu Xiaoxuan, Mu Qiuguang and other women were so scared that they could not move at all.

"Qiqi!" Song Baojun found that Ling Anqi had already shown signs of being possessed by the devil, and couldn't help but shout.

"Uh..." Ling Anqi's eyes fell on Song Baojun and said reluctantly: "First, sir?"

"Your mission has been completed, let him go." Song Baojun said in a deep voice.

The blood red in Ling Anqi's eyes gradually faded away, turning into a confusion, and then it became a little clearer again.

Song Baojun said: "Qiqi is good, obedient."

At this moment, the audience held their breath silently, and everyone's hearts beat violently. They all looked at Song Baojun, as if he was the savior.

In that scene, it seemed that the two sides played 100:100 in the last second of the NBA finals, and Kobe Bryant was shooting the last goal. It was like Khrushchev was preventing Kennedy from pressing the nuclear button.

Yan Yu's face was so blue that he was stuck, and his mouth kept making noises, his eyes bulging, as if he was stuffed with a 40mm table tennis ball in his eyes.

I'm afraid that in a few more seconds, he will suffocate to death, rather than be beaten to pieces.

Song Baojun continued, "Qiqi, let him go, brother will take you to have ice cream."

Ling Anqi seemed to remember something, her eyes turned soft, she let go of her fingers and put down Yan Yu, and said, "Yes, sir."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, all of whom were thinking about surviving the disaster.

Yan Yu immediately collapsed, knelt down on both knees, supported his left hand on the ground, and covered his neck with his right hand and gasped heavily.

The host reluctantly climbed onto the ring and said in a trembling tone: "By the game is over, the winner is Song Baojun and Ling Anqi. Please, please cheer as much as you like."

The applause was heard, and more of the guests who bet Takami Yosuke and lost a lot of money were sighing.

Ten masked men in black ninja costumes suddenly surged out of the lounge passage of the contestants opposite. Each of them was holding a shiny and cold knife in their hands, and shouted: "Avenge Lord Gao Jian! Kill her!"

Ten masked guests ran sprinting under their feet, surrounding Ling Anqi in an instant, holding the handle of the knife firmly with both hands, and the slender and slightly curved tip of the knife moved forward, pointing at Ling Anqi from afar. Everyone's eyes were extremely nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy.

At this time, the broadcast voice shouted over the arena: "The competition is over. Please put down your weapons and do not provoke trouble for the results of the competition. Repeat again, please put down your weapons and return to the lounge for inspection, otherwise we will take measures."

Ten masked men ignored him and stared at Ling Anqi.

This is the minion brought by Yosuke Takamiya. They are masters carefully selected from the Japanese martial arts club. They are proficient in skills such as judo, karate and kendo. It is no problem to be one and ten.

In addition to revenge Du Yinqiao, Komiya Yosuke came here, there was another more important thing, which was to take the opportunity to kill the Chinese fighting industry and interrupt the pace of China's fighting rise, just like the Japanese attempting to stop the revival of China, sniping against China in all aspects, from politics to economy to culture, including fighting.

It is obviously very difficult for a person to do this. Yosuke Takamiya used his prestige established by Japan for more than 20 years to win over a group of followers. Each of them had almost seven or more jobs, and was almost the top group in Japan.

With these helpers, Takamiya Yosuke decided to slaughter the underground boxing ring in China without leaving any one until Du Yinqiao was drawn out.

Any of the ten people is capable of a skill. If you fight alone on the ring, you will be a master with a winning rate of more than 80%.
Chapter completed!