"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you should take care of yourself first, do you have time to care about others now?"
Black Widow smacked her tongue repeatedly and said jokingly.
On the other side of the ring, Zhang Yi and the Butcher were standing opposite each other. The same thing was happening. Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "You shouldn't have ideas about my little junior sister."
"So what if I get beaten?"
The butcher looked down on Zhang Yi from the bottom of his heart and asked provocatively.
"Then you will die!"
Zhang Yi said murderously.
The butcher was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Hahaha, just you? I started killing pigs when I was seven years old, and started killing people when I was nine years old. Now, if not a hundred, eighty people have died under my hands."
"Then you really deserve to die!"
Zhang Yi looked indifferent, and when he said this, he was as simple as eating and drinking.
"Host, start quickly!"
The butcher put the butcher's knife in his hand to his waist. He felt that there was no need to deal with Zhang Yi with the butcher's knife, so he began to loudly urge the host.
"It seems that the players on the field are all impatient, so... the battle begins!"
With the sound of a bell, it means that this life and death battle has begun.
The audience suddenly roared like thunder, roaring with great excitement, venting their emotions to their heart's content.
Zhang Yi struck preemptively, with the wind at his feet, and he moved quickly, constantly getting closer to the butcher, "He is so huge, and his sensitivity should be his shortcoming. If you want to kill him, you can only use tricks!"
Zhang Yi had already thought of a countermeasure when he met the butcher. It was obviously unrealistic to confront the butcher head-on. The other party's brute force was no joke.
However, the butcher stood there and looked at Zhang Yi jokingly. He did not take any action. He just commented disdainfully: "The speed is okay, but it's a pity that it's useless!"
"Bang bang bang!"
When Zhang Yi got close to the butcher, he suddenly punched, and while punching, his body was also moving around. The punch hit the flesh, but the butcher didn't move at all. This made Zhang Yi feel like he was hit on an iron plate, and even
Even my fists started to hurt.
"What a strong body!"
Zhang Yi was secretly frightened. It was unrealistic to try to destroy his body with mortal power. His eyes immediately fell on the butcher's butcher's knife on his waist.
"Hahaha, you don't have so much strength? Can you scratch an itch?"
The butcher laughed loudly and mocked.
Shopkeeper Qian in the stands couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene. A hint of disappointment appeared in his eyebrows. He shook his head and said: "Is it just this little strength? This time the people of their lineage seem to have become weaker."
He then cast his eyes on the ring where Princess Ziling was sitting, and found that Princess Ziling's form was not very good either. She could not occupy the Black Widow's sleeves at all, and she was in a state of being teased.
Erniang, who was sitting next to him, said leisurely: "It seems that our shopkeeper Qian is going to have a heavy hemorrhage this time. Not everyone who eats the Bawang meal is like the drunkard he was before, and you can't always be lucky."
Shopkeeper Qian couldn't laugh anymore at this time, but said with a gloomy face: "The world is still uncertain, who will have the last laugh is still uncertain."
"I have the toughest words in my body. Butcher and Black Widow are both good at martial arts."
Erniang mocked mercilessly.
Shopkeeper Qian turned away, snorted coldly, and stopped talking to Er Niang.
On the ring, The Butcher had already launched an attack on Zhang Yi. His mountain-like body carried a punch every time he swung his fists. Fortunately, Zhang Yi's sharp figure allowed him to dodge the Butcher's attacks every time.
"No, there's no way to avoid him all the time. We have to find a way to get the butcher's knife in his hand. Only in this way can we break the situation!"
Zhang Yi felt a long-lost pressure from the butcher. As a monk, his intuition told him that if he was hit by the butcher's punch, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die with his physical strength. Therefore, Zhang Yi took every step with extreme caution.
The butcher couldn't get his hands on Zhang Yi's sleeves, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritated, and his fists became more and more unorganized, "Damn it, what kind of man is he who hides and hides? He has the ability to fight me head-on!"
The audience felt that the battle between Zhang Yi and Butcher was not interesting. After all, it was just one running away and the other chasing. It was far from the visual pleasure of punching to the flesh. Naturally, their eyes were more on the two girls, at least
The battle between two beauties is more eye-catching than that between men.
Zhang Yi was not in a hurry and did not respond to the butcher. He walked around the butcher with ease. Sometimes he even deliberately passed by the butcher. But when the butcher reacted, he appeared behind him again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this your strength?"
"Roar!"
Listening to Zhang Yi's ridicule, the butcher felt extremely humiliated and beat his chest angrily. Like an angry beast, he roared and opened his arms and rushed towards Zhang Yi. Then he saw him jumping up high, trying to kill Zhang Yi.
Yi used a move to overwhelm the mountain.
"Butcher! If you beat him, be careful your little wife will not end well either!"
The black widow on the other side realized that something was wrong with the butcher's state, and immediately distracted and reminded him.
But how could the butcher care so much now? The anger in his heart had already been ignited by Zhang Yi. With a roar, the huge body was about to press against Zhang Yi, which also made the butcher look happy.
But the next moment, Zhang Yi made a flash of his figure, bent down and passed under the butcher with a sliding shovel, and at the same time took the opportunity to snatch the butcher's knife from his waist. Before the butcher could react, Zhang Yi was there again in time.
He stabilized his body, pushed his feet towards the ground, rose into the air, and waved the bloodstained and sharp butcher's knife behind the butcher, slashing towards the butcher's neck.
Immediately, the butcher felt a chill on his neck, but did not feel any pain. He stared in disbelief and held his neck tightly with his thick hands, as if he did not want his neck to leave his body.
"Zi!"
But this was a useless move after all. The vitality in the butcher's body slowly dissipated, and his hands gradually became weak. A stream of bright red blood spurted out from his neck. His huge body fell heavily to the ground and became a corpse.
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The butcher finally died under his own butcher's knife, all because he underestimated the enemy. If he had held the butcher's knife in his hand early in the morning, Zhang Yi would not have killed him so easily.
At this time, Zhang Yi's legs were slightly weak and he was breathing heavily. The fight with the butcher just now really consumed him a lot of energy, but he did not dare to stop for a moment and immediately cast his eyes to the side of the ring.
Princess Ziling and Black Widow above.
As Zhang Yi killed the butcher with lightning speed, the originally noisy and lively martial arts arena instantly became silent. Everyone looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief. They didn't understand why the strength gap between the two sides was so big. Zhang Yi still
Can he kill the butcher who has won ten consecutive victories so quickly?