Ye Ying was just holding a wine glass at this time, but he was no longer in the mood to drink. He was staring at the big screen. Whether it was Han Junxi or Lin Mo, the two people's fighting styles and moves made him feel that they could make him
The opponent brought pressure. At this time, Ye Ying could not wait to go on stage to fight with Lin Mo.
Chen Liang and the other five people also looked at the big screen nervously. They knew how powerful Lin Mo was, but Han Junxi was obviously much stronger than they thought. Originally, the five people thought that with Lin Mo's strength, he would be able to easily defeat him as soon as he came on stage.
Han Junxi was defeated, but what they saw now was that they were evenly matched. Although the five of them still had confidence in Lin Mo, they couldn't help but feel worried.
"These two young people are not simple!"
Some of the experts who had been watching this battle were all frightened.
"Be prepared."
The old steward from South Korea was even more frightened. Lin Mo was stronger than he expected. Now he couldn't see Han Junxi having any chance of winning, so he made a quick decision and gave the order.
Following the old steward's instructions, the secretly prepared gunman immediately got ready to shoot.
As soon as these gunmen were ready to shoot, they naturally exuded murderous intent. Lin Mo, who was in a fierce battle with Han Junxi, immediately sensed it and sneered.[
"If you and I fight, you are destined to be the loser. Because you lack confidence, you secretly arranged gunmen. Han Junxi, at our level, do you think a few gunmen can influence me?" Lin Mo kept punching his fists.
Said while fighting with Han Junxi's changes.
"Gunner?" Han Junxi waved his hands rapidly and kept making killing moves, but his expression was a bit stunned. However, he knew that Lin Mo was not talking about it. Based on his understanding of the old steward, it was okay to arrange for a gunman to help him with such a thing.
He could do it, so he sneered: "I don't even bother to do such a thing, it's just an arrangement for some people! I can kill you without a gunman, kill you!"
As Han Junxi spoke, he swung his shoulders and stepped back with his feet, neutralizing Lin Mo's attack. Then he took a deep breath, roared, and struck again. His fingers were like swords and his body was like a swimming dragon. He struck out again and again.
, the moves began to become continuous and surging, or pick, or collapse, or chop, or press, or point, or wash, or stir, or pump.
"It's interesting. The three directors have different styles of play. Good, good!"
Lin Mo got more and more excited as he fought, Yun Hong launched his Jingxue Step, his fists shook, thunder suddenly appeared, and the Thunder God Fist was unleashed. His moves shook, his muscles and bones roared, he was as fast as the wind, as fast as thunder, and he was invincible to those who blocked him.
.
"Why is his boxing so powerful..."
In less than a minute, although Han Junxi's attacks still maintained a continuous momentum, he was forced to retreat continuously under Lin Mo's Thunder God Fist, and was actually forced to the edge of the ring.
"It seems we can't win without using special means."
After fighting until now, Han Junxi finally understood that Lin Mo's strength was not inferior to him, and he had a great chance of winning with fists and kicks alone. So he put his hands together, and his heart suddenly entered a calm and clear state. He suddenly twisted his waist, turned around half-twisted, and
He slid away from the side and ran five meters away in an instant. When he turned around, the ring thing appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Have you got a trump card?"
Lin Mo narrowed his eyes, feeling wary.
"It's over!"
With the ring in hand, Han Junxi's whole temperament immediately changed significantly and he became more confident. He tightened the ring in his hand, and the ring suddenly shrank, and finally turned into a faint stream of light lingering around his right arm.
He stepped forward with the soles of his feet on the ground and rushed forward with a huff. His strength suddenly accumulated to the top. When he rushed in front of Lin Mo, his right fist was like a dragon coming out of its hole, like a spear stabbing straight into Lin Mo's chest.
"Thunder God's Wrath!"
Lin Mo knew that Han Junxi had used a magic weapon, but he was not afraid. He just wanted to test the power of this magic weapon, so he raised the energy in his body and reached the extreme. He bravely greeted a powerful killing move in the Thunder God Fist.
Flashes of light, cries of ghosts and howls of gods, all of a sudden it has the majesty and heroism of the world![
"Huh, looking for death!"
Han Junxi sneered. This ring was a magic weapon that could improve his strength. With the ring in his hand, his strength could almost reach the late stage of heaven level. So when he saw Lin Mo punching to fight, there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes.
He sneered, and the right fist he punched out suddenly turned into his palm, and then slashed downwards.
This chop was like a sword cleaving a waterfall, or a knife cutting off water. However, the small changes immediately made him feel that Han Junxi had become more powerful.
With a slight strike from his sword, the sword intent enveloped him in all directions, making it almost an evasive blow.
"Is this your ultimate killing move?"
Lin Mo's heart froze, and the Thunder God's Wrath style also changed suddenly. He suddenly put out his fingers together and moved forward.
Just like that, Lin Mo also had a completely different change for Han Junxi, as if Lin Mo's whole person had turned into a sharp sword.
"I didn't expect that this person is also an expert in swordsmanship..."
Han Junxi had a big heart, and Lin Mo had all this. He felt that his sword power collapsed instantly. The sword intention alone made him feel the pain of being cut by the sword, and his sword power was wide open, and Lin Mo's two fingers had
A ray of sword light pierced straight towards his chest.
Danger!
Han Junxi's expression changed again, but he was a master after all, and his mind was honed to a toughness. He did not panic because of the danger he faced all of a sudden. He became calmer and calmer in his heart. He moved his right hand up suddenly, and then pressed it again. In an instant,
, his five fingers came together and suddenly collided with Lin Mo's two fingers.
bite!
Yes, the two people's fingers collided together, and the sound they made was a metallic sound. This was the collision of swords.
When their fingers collided, both of them swayed, but neither of them retreated. Instead, they suddenly used their claws to catch each other.
In an instant, the two people's right hands were intertwined, and their momentum increased greatly. They suddenly tore and pulled!
The eagle tears!
The two people's moves turned out to be the same.
"Get down here!"
Suddenly, Han Junxi's eyes flashed with strange light, and he drank suddenly. At this critical moment, he unleashed his most secret killer move, the Divine Mind Technique!
Divine thoughts roared along with the voice, suddenly attacking the depths of Lin Mo's soul.
But Lin Mo smiled at this time!
Seeing Lin Mo's smile, Han Junxi trembled for no reason in his heart. Does he know how to counter my spiritual thoughts? My spiritual thoughts are invisible, so he doesn't take my words seriously, right?
Han Junxi thought like this, but in the next moment, his expression changed drastically, and Lin Mo's small voice sounded directly in the depths of his soul: "I knew you were a master of telekinesis, but it's a pity that I am too
, and more powerful than you. If you don’t use telekinesis, with your improved strength now, even if you lose to me, you still have a chance to escape unscathed, but now, hehe... you lost!"
The voice actually sounded from the depths of Han Junxi's soul, and what he said was even more shocking. Han Junxi was instantly frightened, and his heart was horrified, and he suddenly let out a crazy and horrified roar: "No...!!!"
Boom!
Just when Han Junxi roared loudly, he felt a shock in his mind, a huge pain that could be felt. In an instant, his soul was severely damaged and his mind went blank.
"You lose!"
Lin Mo's voice sounded again, this time in Han Junxi's ears.
Han Junxi's mind suddenly cleared, but in the next moment, Lin Mo's fist had already hit his chest, exactly where his heart was.
Bang!
The fist hit the chest, making a muffled sound, but Han Junxi was horrified and could hear the sound of his heart breaking, and at the same time he could feel his seven orifices starting to bleed.
"Consider this magic ring of yours as my trophy!"
Han Junxi no longer had a chance to live. His heart was broken and it was impossible for gods to save him. Lin Mo flashed his hand and grabbed the faint light from Han Junxi's arm.
"Shoot, shoot, why didn't you shoot?" When the old steward saw Han Junxi being punched, he was horrified, but he didn't hear the gunshot, so he immediately shouted anxiously.
His roar immediately attracted the attention of some people.
shot?
What gun to shoot?
Is it better to compete with boxing now than with guns?
The gunshots did not sound like the old steward's words, because the gunmen had long been hypnotized by Lin Mo without knowing it. They all just stood there blankly, looking at the boxing ring dullly.
"I am not willing to accept it...I am a genius, I am the real genius."
On the ring, Han Junxi was bleeding from all his orifices, but his eyes were wide open and staring at Lin Mo, but now he was unable to recover, and his body began to fall forward uncontrollably, letting out a loud cry when he fell.
Words of willing despair.
thump!
Han Junxi fell in front of Lin Mo. Tonight, he was completely defeated and went to hell with unwillingness to die in a foreign country.
There was silence around the ring. The powerful Han Junxi actually lost, and if he lost, he would die.
"Impossible, this is impossible, I bet a million!"
"Ten million for me!"
"I'll pay for everything!"
The first people to react were those who bet on Han Junxi as the favorite to win.
"Hahaha, I won!"
Suddenly, a burst of crazy laughter resounded throughout the audience, "I have money to pay off my debts, I have money to pay off my debts, Lin Ying, you are my benefactor, you are my benefactor..."
This is the guy who bet on Lin Mo to win.
This man's crazy laughter instantly detonated the whole audience, and the whole audience burst into cheers and curses.
"Since you are dead, you are not a real genius..."
Lin Mo ignored all the sounds around him, sighed softly at Han Junxi's body, then calmly turned around and walked back to the passageway to the lounge.
"Win! Win, the boss is the boss, kill the stick with one punch, huh, how can the stick stick compete with the boss!"
When Lin Mo's figure disappeared at the end of the passage, Chen Liang and others recovered and suddenly screamed with joy.
"Won..."
Ye Ying also looked happy, but the soft murmur in his mouth showed the complexity and heaviness in his heart.