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005 Fight

"Nanyang Zhang, the president of the Chaos Society, the creator of the beginning and end, is no less than the king of any kingdom in the interstellar position. It is absolutely impossible for a mere prince to refute his request."

Sure enough, as Lin Xi finished explaining in my ear, Luke nodded.

"Since Mr. Zhang has such interest, Haman Road, you must be careful."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The fat man also laughed happily, clapped his hands and said, "Hurry up, I like it, Your Highness Luke is still so happy, so... let's start now?"

"Can!"

The guests began to retreat, and the bearded captain stood up and opened the iron cage in the center of the banquet venue. The wild boy glared at Luke fiercely and rushed in. A low roar came from the boy's mouth, like the roar of thousands of beasts. The wild beasts were roaring, and the fierce wild aura burst out.

Many people were shocked by this fierce aura.

Luke looked at Hamanlu with a expressionless face, his eyes flashing with cruel murderous intent.

Since Harmanlu was Luke's personal bodyguard, he naturally knew that his master was extremely angry and half-kneeled in front of him, "Don't worry, Your Highness, my subordinates will use the blood of that young man to wash away your shame."

After saying that, he stood up and walked into the cage.

The bearded captain closed the cage casually. With a click, there was no special password, and the iron cage would not be opened until one of them gave in or died.

The guests around began to get excited, their faces flushed and their expressions of excitement.

In the iron cage, the wild boy suddenly roared and rushed towards Haman Road madly. He was very fast and full of strength. Every step he stepped on the ground would make a muffled sound, just like the sound of war drums being beaten in ancient times.

Haman did not dodge or avoid it until the wilderness boy rushed into his three steps and suddenly made a kick, and still kicked the same as before. His toes drew a fierce arc in the air from bottom to top, aiming at the wilderness boy's throat, and trying to kill him with one blow, the speed was incredibly fast.

Almost as soon as the wild boy entered the range of three steps, the toes of Haman Road were less than ten centimeters from the wild boy's throat. The turbulent wind hit the wild boy's throat, almost suffocating him.

At the same time, the wild boy's right hand appeared in his throat again, blocking Hamanlu's kick with his palm. However, this time, the wild boy was not kicked back, but took the blow with a muffled sound of touching.

For a moment, I seemed to see the wild boy's whole body tremble slightly, but he stubbornly did not retreat, but chose to continue attacking.

At this time, the distance between the two people was only three steps, and it was fleeting.

After returning with no effort, Hamanlu's eyes shrank violently, but his face was still cold and stiff like a rock.

bump!

The wild boy took another step, and the distance between the two was less than two steps. The wild boy launched an attack and kicked out his right leg, but not towards Hamanlu's throat, but at the waist.

The waist is the softest part of the human body. The right leg of the wild boy kicked it tore the air and made a harsh whistling. Many people's faces changed drastically. If this kick hit Hamanlu's waist, no matter how strong he was, his spine would be kicked to pieces and be defeated and died.

At the critical moment, Hamanlu's left hand with white gloves waved downwards, like a sword being sheathed, and with a squeak, the air was torn apart like a scroll, colliding fiercely with the right foot of the wild boy, making a collision with the sound of a touching explosion.

When the wild boy kicked Hamanlu's left hand with his right foot, Hamanlu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but fly out. The power contained in this kick actually kicked him away.

The wild boy used his strength to prove his strength and cruelty.

In this way, Haman Road must be serious.

However, nothing changed. In my eyes, the wild boy still had an absolute advantage, making Haman Road almost breathless.

After being kicked away, Hamanlu fell to the ground and rolled several times before barely kneeling on the ground, straightening his upper body, trying to stand up quickly.

But the wild boy didn't give him time. Almost the moment when he raised his upper body on Haman Road, the wild boy rushed to him and kicked him again. The air was torn apart again, making a harsh whistling than last time. The wild boy looked murderous, extremely rich.

As a last resort, Hamanlu could only cross his hands and put them in front of his chest to block the fierce attack of the wild boy.

bump!

In an instant, Hamanlu was kicked out again, and he flew three or four meters high, becoming a target floating in the air. The wild boy did not give up the great opportunity to attack. He half-squatted down his body, kicked hard on the ground with his feet, and bounced up. He turned around in the air, and his right foot slashed towards Hamanlu like a battle axe.

boom!

This kick hit Hamanlu on the shoulder on the side. He was kicked away like a shell and hit the side of the iron cage. There was only a thud of sound, and the iron cage swayed violently.

The series of movements of the wild boy were too handsome, which prompted the guests to applaud quickly.

I couldn't help but look at Luke, but found that his face was still cold and he didn't seem to care about winning or losing.

At this time, Lin Xi whispered to me: "If Hamanlu was defeated so easily, then this kingdom would be over. That person has the title of Blood Slayer."

Blood Slayer? Literally speaking, it is a very fierce title.

Lin Xi nodded and said, "This title is only obtained by Haman Road strangled hundreds of thousands of rebels. His strength is definitely not something that can be defeated by an unknown boy."

Perhaps because Hamanlu was defeated, the wild boy stared at Luke and did not go up and gave the other party a fatal blow. Behind him, Hamanlu stood up silently.

The crowd suddenly let out low crys filled with panic and incredible.

When the wild boy felt something was wrong and turned around and looked back, Hamanlu was still approaching less than one meter away. Hamanlu bent down, and his firm national face was almost stuck with the wild boy.

bump!

The wild boy was caught off guard and was knocked out by Haman Road.

This punch had already used huge power, and the wild boy almost spit out a mouthful of blood while flying out.

"On the battlefield, I gave up fighting before I could tell whether the enemy died or not. I was innocent and stupid!"

Hamanlu mercilessly scolded the wild boy, and blood slid down his forehead. It seemed that the wild boy's blow caused him damage.

Haman took steps step by step, walking very calmly, and walked until he reached the front of the wild boy before stopping. Perhaps the blow just now was too heavy, which caused the wild boy to not have the strength to stand up now. He kept struggling, just like a land duck falling into the water, which was extremely difficult to see.

Hamanlu stepped on the head of the wild boy, as if with a little force, he could stomp the head of the wild boy like a watermelon, and it would be scattered.

And he seemed to be planning to do this, and the strength on his feet gradually increased, and the head of the wild boy seemed to make a crunchy and crisp sound, as if he could be trampled like a watermelon at any time.

At this moment, the fat man's voice suddenly penetrated again.

"Aruk, it seems you are going to lose. Do you want me to plead with His Highness Luke, to bypass your life, and then return to your hometown obediently and tell your parents that I was afraid of death, so I didn't find my sister and ran back with my tail between my legs."

In an instant, an astonishing murderous intent and indomitable in the eyes of the wild boy burst into his eyes.

His right hand held the foot that was stepping on his head. The strength was so great that the veins on his entire arm appeared like dragons, roaring to the sky, and intertwined.

Inside the banquet venue, everyone heard a strange sound.

It was the tragic cry that was overwhelmed by the bones and about to collapse before death. The only thing that can be confirmed is that the source of the tragic cry was not the skull of the boy, but the calves of Hamanlu.

The power that the wild boy burst out at this moment was eye-catching.

Crack... Crack...

The bones are moaning, collapse, and whine...

Hamanlu's face suddenly changed, and his whole body was concentrated on his right foot and exploded, trying to stomp the head of the wild boy into pieces as soon as possible to solve this crisis.

However, under the threat of death, the wild boy's power became even stronger. The thin body contained power that was completely inconsistent with his physique. No matter how hard Hamanlu tried, he could not break the head of the wild boy.

On the contrary, the wild boy was lifting Haman Road's right foot inch by inch and escaping from death.

Lifting up Hamanlu's right foot, the wild boy suddenly turned his head and rolled out to the left. Without any force to stop him, Hamanlu's right foot stepped on the ground with a bang. Suddenly, the ground was split into pieces, and countless cracks spread out in all directions with the right foot as the basis point.

Without a single blow, Hamanlu took advantage of the victory to pursue the chasing, and stepped on the head of the wild boy. There were continuous bangs and footprints on the ground. One foot after another appeared on the ground. The wild boy kept rolling, avoiding Hamanlu's pursuit and passing by death again and again.

In just a few breaths, the balance reversed.

The wild boy who had the upper hand was in danger and could be trampled to death by Hamanlu at any time. Soon, the two of them hid and chased each other, less than ten meters away from the iron cage.

The offensive and defensive exchanges started to sing, and the guests all exclaimed.

The fat president smiled and seemed to have not seen the crisis of the wild boy. It seemed that it was not Haman Road who had the upper hand, but the wild boy.

Luke's face was cold and he had no expression. If he looked closely, he would find a trace of contempt hidden in his eyes, his contempt for the fat president, and his contempt for the wild boy.

"Who do you think they can win?" Lin Xi asked me in a low voice.

I shook my head and said I didn't know either.

Lin Xi asked again: "If you come on the field, can you beat them?"

I glanced at her speechlessly and said, "Do you think it's fair, me and them?"

The full name of the holy art I master is "Temple-specific Technique for Monsters," is called the holy art. From the very beginning, I stood at an unequal height with them.

My holy art is powerful and is used to kill monsters, not to kill people.

Although the wild boy and Haman Road are so fierce, if they face monsters, they will be killed instantly without any suspense. It is like a myth or legend to defeat monsters with human bodies, just like a myth or legend.

But I have heard that Sister Ellis's lover, Paul, once killed a monster and became a legend, but unfortunately he is a sad legend.

Thinking about it now, when he was able to kill monsters at that time, it was probably because the monsters had suffered extremely serious trauma, which led to him picking up a huge advantage.

The battle became more and more intense.

Under the pressure of death, the wild boy finally rose up to resist. He seized an opportunity, and his body suddenly felt as soft as boneless, sliding on the ground like a snake. This strange action made him wander at the feet of Haman Road in an instant, opened a certain distance, and stood up quickly.

The next moment, the wild boy suddenly roared. The moment he bent down, everyone's eyes seemed to have an illusion, as if the person standing in front of him was not the wild boy, but a tiger roaring proudly in the mountains.

roar!

The tiger suddenly rushed towards Hamanlu, ignored the distance, and rushed to Hamanlu, opened his bloody mouth and bit towards Hamanlu's throat.

Hamanlu's expression remained unchanged, and his right palm slashed down with a bang, as if he had transformed into a sharp sword, trying to split the tiger's head into two, cut off everything, and erase everything.

The tiger had no choice but to retreat. Only then did people realize that there was a tiger there. It was just that the wilderness boy was imitating the way tiger attacks. The young man who grew up in the wilderness made a living by hunting and unknowingly possessed this strange skill.
To be continued...