"Ask that old fellow Sorazawa Motohide to buy it back." Wang Renpang shouted angrily.
However, looking further, something strange flashed through Boss Ye's heart. He thought it was weird. Although my poisonous phlegm was powerful just now, it was not powerful enough to be made of ironwood with a diameter of one meter thick.
The earthquake-proof floor was blown apart, right?
Because, the floor of the arena was actually blasted into a pit. It was about one meter in diameter and about one meter deep.
The wood became purple and burnt after being corroded by the purple mist.
"Master Ta is mighty, Master Ta is mighty!" Wang Renpang squeezed to the edge of the ring and waved his hands and shouted.
"Everyone, have you seen that Mr. Ta can blow up such a big hole with just one spit of phlegm? This is the Kongcheng tribe's secret technique of 'burrowing into the ground with sound'." Tang Cheng opened his mouth and started talking nonsense.
"There is a sound when drilling into the ground." Even Ye Dang looked at the pit in the ring with a surprised look on his face, and then looked at Boss Ye after a while.
Damn it, this guy from Tangcheng is really good at talking nonsense. Even I am so confused. He actually picked such a popular name and made a "burrowing sound into the ground." Boss Ye opened his eagle eyes and observed carefully.
This guy squatted down and smelled it, and suddenly he was shocked. He felt like there was a bit of gunpowder. Strange, who buried the gunpowder under the ring and wanted to help me.
However, Boss Ye understood that except for himself, it was difficult for most people to smell the faint smell of gunpowder at this moment.
One is because it is too light. The main reason is that it is blended together by its own poisonous mist. People are often fooled by the smell of poisonous mist.
It can't be measured unless a special instrument is used to measure gunpowder. As the creator of the poisonous mist, of course he is sensitive.
"The game is over. Mr. Motohide Sorasawa from Japan's Sora Toryu style left the scene voluntarily, and the time has exceeded one minute.
Moreover, Master Motohide Sorasawa illegally used his double-palm attack. According to the competition and the previously signed agreement and rules, this was an automatic admission of defeat.
Therefore, I, Wu Dashun, solemnly announce that Tabusli Ma from the Kongcheng tribe wins!" Wu Dashun announced loudly after a local sound and gong.
Moreover, the old guy looked at the ring and immediately said, "The next match will be postponed for an hour because the ring needs to be repaired immediately. This master is so powerful that a spit of phlegm can actually make a hole in the floor. What kind of magic is this?"
, let’s all go back and think about it ourselves.”
Thunderous applause erupted from the scene at the same time, which was very strange this time. Even the guys who lost money stood up and shouted the name of "Tubbs" loudly. It seemed that Mr. Ye didn't want to be famous anymore.
Although Sorasawa Motohide gave up a hand, and Tubbs obviously couldn't beat Sorasawa Mottohide, those sitting here were still moved by Tubbs's tenacity.
Boss Ye waved his hands like a general returning from victory, while Wang Renpang and Tang Cheng ran over and raised Tubbs.
Hu Junquan's people had already crowded out and gathered around Ye Boss, the super boxing champion, to go back.
Qiao Jian Wuqing's eyes shed tears.
Only Hu Junquan followed behind a little depressed and didn't want to say anything, because he didn't dare to bet money this time. He also ridiculed Qiao Jian for betting that it was a fool's behavior.
This guy was even more afraid that Qiao Jianwuqing would ridicule him, so he hurriedly squeezed in front of Boss Ye and said he was staying because he had to deal with the compensation matter.
"You're great, Mr. Ta!" As soon as he returned to the room, ignoring the smelly sweat on this guy's face and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, Qiao Wuqing hugged Ye Fan and gave him a sweet kiss in public.
"I'll wash up first." Ye Fan said. Only then did Qiao Wuqing react and immediately went to the bathroom to run the water.
When I came out of the bathroom feeling relaxed, I found Wang Renpang, a bastard, winking at me.
"What are you doing? You're a bit mean-spirited like this." Boss Ye snorted angrily.
"Enjoy it, it's really nice for these tenth-level masters to rub your back." Wang Renpang sighed.
"Master Ta, you'd better heal your wounds quickly. The last blow from that old man Kong Ze was quite heavy." Tang Cheng said with concern from the side.
"Well, my internal organs are a little injured. However, the problem is not big. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and knew that the old guy would definitely go crazy." Ye Fan nodded, sank into the sofa, glanced at everyone, and then
He said, "I was lucky this time. The main reason is that Kongze underestimated the enemy. In terms of true ability, I am really no match for him."
"The old guy is really embarrassed this time. He will never let you go. The best way to avoid this Liang Zi is." Wang Renpang said.
"We can't avoid it. We are fighting to the death." Ye Fan waved his hand, and what flashed in his eyes was not decadence but perseverance.
"I don't know if Kong Zequan will just give up." Qiao Jian Wuqing said softly.
"No. The old guy will definitely win Cui Ketian and Taixi He in the next step. Then he may challenge me in the finals." Ye Fan shook his head.
"As long as Mr. Ta can defeat one of Cui Ketian and Tai Xihe, he will definitely enter the top three." Tang Cheng said.
"It's time to take a step at a time." Ye Fan said.
"There is drama there, Ye Dang." Brantori gently put the coffee in his hand on the table and said with a faint smile.
"Korazawa Motohide's underestimation of the enemy was the main reason for his defeat, but this Tubbs really has some tricks up his sleeve.
His venomous phlegm is quite powerful, but I don't understand why it can make a hole in the arena.
This is almost the same as a grenade. Because our arena is made of wood even though it is one meter thick.
But this kind of iron wood is as hard as that kind of thin iron sheet. Even a grenade is difficult to be effective at once. Is human phlegm really so powerful? Is it a secret technique?" Ye Dang was a little confused.
"Tubbs is quite a ghost. He probably used up all his strength. Moreover, I suspect that he had something like gunpowder in his mouth that could explode.
This kind of thing is probably concentrated gunpowder, which is much more powerful. For example, with the rubber bullets we have developed now, a rubber bullet the size of a table tennis ball can produce this effect when exploded.
However, this kind of thing is a very confidential thing, even in the hands of the military, it is a super secret thing.
How did Tubbs get it?" Brantori was also a little confused.
"I don't think it's surprising. I heard that seven or eight countries in the world have this technology.
For example, our old enemy Russia. As long as people have money, they can even buy missiles and nuclear bombs from the underground black market, let alone a small rubber bullet?" Ye Dang shook his head and said.
"It's a pity that the old guy Motohide Sorasawa was eager to go back and change clothes and didn't raise any objection. Otherwise, we could have used some special equipment to detect the pit at that time." Brantori was a little shocked.
"At this time, everyone would be the first to go back and change clothes, especially for a master like Kongze.
The deeds of this old guy today will really become a laughing stock around the world. Moreover, they may not have thought about special explosives.
Otherwise, by using this, it would be Tubbs who violated the rules first, not Sorazawa Motohide. Unexpectedly, this guy who came out of the savage tribe is really extraordinary.
He actually knows a lot. Boss, look, does this person look like the Chinese God of Death?" Ye Dang said.
"It's hard to say now. I've said that all four of them are possible. Even Sorazawa Motohide cannot be ruled out until now.
It's just that who the God of Death is and what his skills are are still a secret until now.
This is really unclear. These guys in the CIA are really doing nothing.
Unable to provide any relevant information." Brantori said angrily.
"Chatang probably can't even stay on the boat now because Phil was eliminated early.
If the God of Death really came, Phil would be useless. It would be impossible for Chadang to make a contribution this time.
The old guy is probably still feeling sorry for his little family foundation that Tubbs won over." Ye Dang's tone was filled with a hint of happiness and misfortune.
"You deserve it!" Brantori snorted.
"They robbed the crossbar and pushed it away, and now they must have gotten the news that the key is in your hand.
Therefore, they have to get close to you to get the key. So, boss, there is no need for us to be impatient.
The God of Death will appear in front of you soon." Ye Dang laughed.
"Hehehe, let's use a 12th-level junior strong man as bait. I'm afraid we are the only ones with such a big deal. However, if the level is low, we can't make them believe it. But, I'm thinking
, is it too strong?" Brantori said with a smile.
"It's too strong. The stronger, the better." Ye Dang said.
"Not necessarily. If you are too strong, will they think of you? At that time, since we can push the crossbar twice to subdue him, then if the God of Death is not as good as the crossbar pusher, will he have to measure it?
Am I not going to die? I'm afraid they won't come." Brantori sighed.
"Tuiji Yokogi is obsessed with militarism in his heart. This kind of person cannot be used by us. I believe he will not end well in the hands of Group A.
However, I think the key to Changbei Mountain is more important than anything else. Group A has sent a regiment of troops to garrison it for a long time.
Not to mention the cost, this cannot be postponed indefinitely. Even if Group A wants to drag it out, the generals in their Ministry of Defense will probably be dissatisfied.
Group A is now in a difficult situation, and they have to fight tooth and nail. I wonder if the God of Death came with the determination to die this time." Ye Dang sighed.
"This is the duty of a soldier." Brantori also sighed.
"This old bastard Kong Ze actually lost to a savage chief?" In another private room, several guys were sitting together and gritting their teeth.
"This is simply a disgrace to our Yamato nation." Another middle-aged man also cursed angrily.