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Shen Lang can't use his internal power now. It depends on his physical quality and strength.

Even if we meet the big man in front of us, we will not lose.

But it must take a lot of effort. Shen Lang doesn't want to.

There are two more games in the back. Zhou Kuang will definitely arrange more powerful guys.

Shen Lang put on the shelf of plum blossom pile, stepped forward and hit panson's face.

Panson flashed sideways. He knew that Shen Lang's physical strength was amazing, and he didn't dare to take Shen Lang's fist easily.

Who knows, Shen Lang's fist is just a fake move. He immediately stops his fist, turns around lightly, and suddenly raises his left leg and kicks it up.

"Dong!"

Shen Lang hit panson's right face solidly. Panson stepped back a few steps, spat blood and broke two of his teeth.

In terms of speed and body flexibility, panson is still inferior to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't choose to deal with him in a positive way. Instead, he used his flexible body method to give full play to his advantages.

With a roar, panson smashed his fist at Shen Lang's head.

The waves left and right, and kept away from panson's fists. His body was extremely light, and he seemed to be at ease.

As soon as panson relieved himself, the heavy waves kicked him hard. Panson could only set up his arms to defend.

Shen Lang saw his opponent's flaw, and then hit panson's belly.

There was another dull sound, and panson stepped back a few steps, his eyes glowing with bloodthirsty red.

"Damn, the skin is strong enough!" Shen Lang smacked his lips. Panson's bones and flesh are surprisingly hard. It's impossible to solve this guy in seven or eight ways.

"I'll kill you!" Panson yelled and rushed like a tank towards the waves.

The two soon became entangled.

The speed of Shen Lang's boxing is getting faster and faster. Tan leg and plum blossom boxing, which used to be rarely used by Shen Lang, have to be used now.

Shen Lang's adaptability is very strong. In actual combat, Mei Hua Quan and twelve way Tan leg are more and more skillful. Unconsciously, they combine the two skills together!

The agility and power of plum blossom boxing, the speed of Tan leg, and the two kinds of martial arts are perfectly matched by Shen Lang!

Gradually, panson was suppressed, and his body connection was damaged because of the attack.

The audience held their breath and even forgot to shout and cheer. They had never seen such an exciting fight!

Finally, let Shen Lang find the flaw and hit panson's chest with a straight fist.

"Poof!" Panson spat blood and stepped back.

Shen Lang seizes the opportunity and moves forward with his fists.

In just one breath, he shot seven or eight punches into panson's upper body, each of which had nearly four or five hundred jin of strength.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

Heavy dull sound, panson's face completely distorted, even if his skin can't help it.

After seven or eight punches, panson's ribs were broken, his mouth and nose were bleeding, he fell to the ground, his whole body convulsed, and he couldn't get up.

Shen Lang gasps for breath. He has played more than 20 games tonight. In addition to this high-intensity duel, his body feels a little tired.

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The whole game was quiet, with a strong shock on each face. Besides the shock, there was a trace of incomparable excitement. I have never seen such a wonderful game.

Panson was no longer fighting, like a dead dog. Shen Lang's face is expressionless, ready to go up and kill panson.

"At the end of the game, Mr. panson admits defeat!" All of a sudden, a matron grabbed the microphone in the host's hand and yelled.

With that, the horse quickly ran out of the cage and yelled at Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, crazy brother, let me take a message. You spare panson's life, or you will know the consequences yourself!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly. How dare Zhou Kuang threaten himself?

There was a lot of sobbing.

"There is no such rule!"

"That's right. It's a change of rules in the middle of the way."

There were waves of opposition from the audience.

"Pan Panson is just the guest we invited. There's no need to fight for life! " Ma Zai shouts with the microphone.

"Damn, everyone is in the challenge arena. How can I beg for his mercy?" The fat man under the stage scolded.

Regardless of the audience's opposition, the metal cage in the middle of the challenge arena was opened. Panson was scared and had no temper. Knowing that he was no longer the opponent of the storm, he panted and crawled out of the cage.

Shen Lang said: "spare his life, but it's OK."

With that, Shen Lang stepped forward and heavily stepped on panson's right arm.

With a click, panson's right arm was trampled off by the waves, making a hoarse scream, and his eyes turned and fainted.

After that, Shen Lang went back to his seat and drank a glass of water.In the VIP room, Zhou Kuang's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Damn it, it's so fuckin 'weird." Zhou Kuang scolded.

He thought that even if panson was defeated, he should be able to hurt Shen Lang a little.

I didn't expect that Shen Lang just took a little time to solve panson.

Apart from his fist at the beginning, panson didn't even touch Shen Lang's body at the back, which means he was hanged by Shen Lang.

It's unscientific. This boy's outside skill is so strong that it's terrible?

Seeing panson's right arm broken by the waves, Zhou Kuang's brain will explode. If panson's right arm can be cured, Zhou Kuang doesn't know how to report it to the headquarters.

"Crazy brother, this situation is not good! If it goes on like this, Shen may be able to play 25 games. " Wan Tianpeng's face is also a little ugly.

I didn't expect that the waves were so severe that if this boy didn't get rid of him, he would be in big trouble!

Zhou Kuang's face was uncertain, and he cried, "what do you think I should do? Do you want to break the contract? No, I still have principles! Besides, if you break the contract, it's really hard for that boy to stop it! "

Wan Tianpeng turned his eyes and said, "aren't there two more? If we change the way of competition, we will let the boy die in the challenge arena, otherwise we will have endless trouble. "

"What's the alternative?" Zhou asked

Wan Tianpeng squinted and said, "let the two experts behind come on the stage together to deal with the waves. One game counts two."

The week crazy Leng Leng, shout a way: "isn't that one dozen two?"? Shen Lang is not a fool. How can he promise? "

"Give him some advantages. The boy is very conceited. I guess he will agree." Wan Tianpeng said.

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