Yuxiao found the moment that the black air stream formed in his mouth and he quickly changed his running direction, which was changed from a straight line to S shape and he continued to run towards it. Yuxiao dodged the black blast of Wind Wolf. He is now in front of Wind Wolf. His right fist is like the Wind and he attacked Wind Wolf directly in the face. When Wind Wolf blew out a second black air stream, it's clear that the reaction is a bit slow. It was hit by Yuxiao's punch, and no one knew the strength of Yuxiao's punch, but it hit Wind Wolf with a scream and it fell to the ground on his side. Then Wind Wolf shot his legs and was ready to stand up.
Yuxiao then kicked out his right foot and hit Wind Wolf in the chest. After being kicked, Wind Wolf glided sideways and out.
On the grandstand, the boy with a smile exclaim: " Warrior, he turned out to be a warrior!"
At this time, another boy smiled, he said the sentence again. "It is too early that there is no winner or loser. Let's keep watching.”But this time it was too easy to say it.
When Yuxiao kicked out his right foot, he felt the left side of his body become a little numb. He was shocked. “It's not a seal, it's a kind of magic he's never seen before.” As he thought, his attack did not stop. As Wind Wolf moved sideways five or six meters, Yuxiao rushed up to it. At this point, he felt a little weak on the left side of his body. He can't support his body and fell on Wind Wolf. His right hand was caught in Wind Wolf's eye, and he heard a sad cry from Wind Wolf.
The cry went straight through the halo of the arena seal and reached the ears of the spectators, which made some excited, some angry and some cruel.
Regardless of what the audience thinks, Yuxiao's hand movements don't stop. He forced his right hand into his right eye and pulled it out. When Wind Wolf is in great pain, it swept Yuxiao off its body with the iron tail.
As if unaware of the pain, Yuxiao's right hand strengthens. At this time, there was a bleak young man in the audience, a trace of blood suddenly appeared in his mouth, and his eyes were even more bleak. Sitting beside Cher, Old Lei just looked away from the fight and saw the young man's expression. A weird smile appeared on Lei’s face.
Yuxiao inserts his right hand into Wind Wolf's eye and pulls back. He wants to break Wind Wolf's neck. But with the howling of Wind Wolf, its potential has exploded. Yuxiao pulled hard and did not break its neck. Then he felt Wind Wolf suddenly start to get bigger under him. He knew it was a sign that Evil-Beast was exploding. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Wind Wolf's eyes and yanked it again. With a crisp thud, Wind Wolf's head was pulled straight up his back. Then Yuxiao went down on his stomach, opened his mouth and bit Wind Wolf's throat. As Yuxiao looked up, a mouthful of flesh and blood came out of his mouth. He lowered his head and took another bite. Finally, he bit Wind Wolf's throat. Blood spews out of Wind Wolf's throat like a fountain.
Yuxiao's face was covered with the blood of Wind Wolf. He felt that Wind Wolf was shrinking like a poked ball. He breathed a sigh of relief and lay motionless, exhausted, on top of Wind Wolf.
“Poof~”
The young man with cold eyes in the audience spat blood and turned pale.
"Mr. Zhong, ten thousand gold coins, you lose this time." Another young man sitting next to the young man looked at him and said faintly.
"Ten thousand gold pieces are a small thing to me." The pale young man wiped the blood from his mouth and glared at Yuxiao, who was lying on the dead body of Wind Wolf in the arena. This young man’s eyes were full of malice, then he looked at the young man around him, his eyes became cold and said: "Zhen Mee, sooner or later I will let you lose your shirt."
Next to this young man is actually the second brother of Cher Mee. "I'm waiting for this day." said Zhen Mee, with smiling on his face.
As the two of them talked, one of the workmen had walked into the arena. He confirmed the result of the game, which ended with one death and one injury, and No. 189 won the game.
The audience shouted, laughed and cursed. But they looked at the slave warrior, and actually killed an Evil-beast in the way of beasts. They thought it was fun to watch and worth losing.
"That's a great game!" Someone shouted. "Next time if there's another game of No. 189, I'm going to bet on him again."
"It's very exciting and I like it. I'll bet on him again next time. The excited middle-aged men, all dressed as mercenaries, exhaled blood. They seem to have some clout, otherwise they wouldn't be able to watch it.
Yuxiao found the moment that the black air stream formed in his mouth and he quickly changed his running direction, which was changed from a straight line to S shape and he continued to run towards it. Yuxiao dodged the black blast of Wind Wolf. He is now in front of Wind Wolf. His right fist is like the Wind and he attacked Wind Wolf directly in the face. When Wind Wolf blew out a second black air stream, it's clear that the reaction is a bit slow. It was hit by Yuxiao's punch, and no one knew the strength of Yuxiao's punch, but it hit Wind Wolf with a scream and it fell to the ground on his side. Then Wind Wolf shot his legs and was ready to stand up.
Yuxiao then kicked out his right foot and hit Wind Wolf in the chest. After being kicked, Wind Wolf glided sideways and out.
On the grandstand, the boy with a smile exclaim: " Warrior, he turned out to be a warrior!"
At this time, another boy smiled, he said the sentence again. "It is too early that there is no winner or loser. Let's keep watching.”But this time it was too easy to say it.
When Yuxiao kicked out his right foot, he felt the left side of his body become a little numb. He was shocked. “It's not a seal, it's a kind of magic he's never seen before.” As he thought, his attack did not stop. As Wind Wolf moved sideways five or six meters, Yuxiao rushed up to it. At this point, he felt a little weak on the left side of his body. He can't support his body and fell on Wind Wolf. His right hand was caught in Wind Wolf's eye, and he heard a sad cry from Wind Wolf.
The cry went straight through the halo of the arena seal and reached the ears of the spectators, which made some excited, some angry and some cruel.
Regardless of what the audience thinks, Yuxiao's hand movements don't stop. He forced his right hand into his right eye and pulled it out. When Wind Wolf is in great pain, it swept Yuxiao off its body with the iron tail.
As if unaware of the pain, Yuxiao's right hand strengthens. At this time, there was a bleak young man in the audience, a trace of blood suddenly appeared in his mouth, and his eyes were even more bleak. Sitting beside Cher, Old Lei just looked away from the fight and saw the young man's expression. A weird smile appeared on Lei’s face.
Yuxiao inserts his right hand into Wind Wolf's eye and pulls back. He wants to break Wind Wolf's neck. But with the howling of Wind Wolf, its potential has exploded. Yuxiao pulled hard and did not break its neck. Then he felt Wind Wolf suddenly start to get bigger under him. He knew it was a sign that Evil-Beast was exploding. He gritted his teeth, grabbed Wind Wolf's eyes and yanked it again. With a crisp thud, Wind Wolf's head was pulled straight up his back. Then Yuxiao went down on his stomach, opened his mouth and bit Wind Wolf's throat. As Yuxiao looked up, a mouthful of flesh and blood came out of his mouth. He lowered his head and took another bite. Finally, he bit Wind Wolf's throat. Blood spews out of Wind Wolf's throat like a fountain.
Yuxiao's face was covered with the blood of Wind Wolf. He felt that Wind Wolf was shrinking like a poked ball. He breathed a sigh of relief and lay motionless, exhausted, on top of Wind Wolf.
“Poof~”
The young man with cold eyes in the audience spat blood and turned pale.
"Mr. Zhong, ten thousand gold coins, you lose this time." Another young man sitting next to the young man looked at him and said faintly.
"Ten thousand gold pieces are a small thing to me." The pale young man wiped the blood from his mouth and glared at Yuxiao, who was lying on the dead body of Wind Wolf in the arena. This young man’s eyes were full of malice, then he looked at the young man around him, his eyes became cold and said: "Zhen Mee, sooner or later I will let you lose your shirt."
Next to this young man is actually the second brother of Cher Mee. "I'm waiting for this day." said Zhen Mee, with smiling on his face.
As the two of them talked, one of the workmen had walked into the arena. He confirmed the result of the game, which ended with one death and one injury, and No. 189 won the game.
The audience shouted, laughed and cursed. But they looked at the slave warrior, and actually killed an Evil-beast in the way of beasts. They thought it was fun to watch and worth losing.
"That's a great game!" Someone shouted. "Next time if there's another game of No. 189, I'm going to bet on him again."
"It's very exciting and I like it. I'll bet on him again next time. The excited middle-aged men, all dressed as mercenaries, exhaled blood. They seem to have some clout, otherwise they wouldn't be able to watch it.
