Chapter 91
Monto Sese Sekobo, a Congolese butcher, was not black, but white.

He is descended from the colonists.

Relying on extraordinary strength, he still owns a large manor and slaughterhouse in the local area.

It can be said to be the king of the country.

However, Monto was not satisfied with the status quo. He participated in the World's No. [-] Budokai because he wanted to obtain a spiritual armored warrior, so that he could have more powerful power.

And won the title of the strongest martial artist on the surface.

"Game start!"

Several hosts arranged by the Kawamura Group announced the start of the competition in Japanese, English, Malay and other languages.

Avoid a language barrier between the two parties, resulting in a situation where one party starts while the other party is still standing stupidly.

"Monkey! I'm going to crush you, screw your head off and kick it like a ball!"

Monto let out a roar, and his spiritual power surged, like a high-speed rail that was about to start, exuding a sturdy and unstoppable momentum.

"Oh! As expected of a butcher, what a murderous aura!"

The audience outside the arena was full of fear but couldn't hide their inner curiosity. They stared at the ring, wanting to see the fierce battle between dragons and tigers.

Monto threw himself forward, with his arms outstretched, wanting to perform a grappling technique, he hugged the opponent fiercely in his arms with brute force, like squeezing toothpaste, squeezed the brains out of the top of the spirit cap, and squirted out from the top.

He did this trick a lot in the Congo.

Butcher is not only a resounding nickname, but also a true reflection of his life, soaked in blood and killing.

"idiot."

For the enemy's open-ended move, Bailong raised his foot and kicked. Considering the audience outside the arena, he slowed down to a speed that would allow them to see afterimages.

boom.

Monto's chest was directly sunken, leaving clear footprints, and the whole person flew upside down.

Boom, boom, boom.

It landed three times.

"what!"

The scene in the fourth ring made the audience exclaimed.

Shuten-douji, aliased as Yashindo, withdrew his hand from the enemy's heart, and the blood flowed all over the ground.

His eyes swept over the other three contestants on the ring, and a surge of excitement burst from the bottom of his heart.

They are all strong.

It's not the time for Shuten-douji to suppress the desire in his heart, he should enjoy them slowly at the most delicious time~
The remaining three arenas will soon start a new round of fighting, except for the fourth arena, which needs to deal with corpses and bloodstains.

……

"I didn't expect that the butcher would be useless." "I officially announce that the third ring is my goddess!" "The fourth ring is very ruthless." "Why do they all move in seconds?"

In the audience, everyone expressed their opinions.

The host announces the list for the next round.

Bailong didn't leave the avenue, jumped off the ring, walked to the edge of the arena, and leaned back against the wall.

Above is the auditorium in the front row.

"Fortunately, we are not in the same division."

The charming voice is like the hot summer wind, blowing into the ears.

He Li approached, picked up the free fruit on the side for the contestants to eat and drink, and threw an apple to Bai Long.

He caught it with one hand, bit down and said, "The Hecun Group should have done an investigation in advance to separate the powerful people as much as possible.

If they all gather in one competition area, after the qualifiers are finished, the main match will be nothing to watch. "

"It's a pity. I thought you arranged for the organizer to take care of me."

Holly smiled.

Her outfit today is very hot, with a bright red tight-fitting leather jacket on top, which outlines the world-class weight, and red loose kung fu pants underneath.

Pedal boots.

Big brown waves are scattered over the shoulders.

"I won't do that kind of boring thing." Bailong finished the apple in a few mouthfuls, and the winner of the No. [-] ring had been decided.

The players participating in the competition are a mixed bag.

The upper limit is as high as him, and the group of He Li and Jing Zhe have the lower limit is also ridiculously low. Martial Daoists of the first level have the courage to participate.

It's really important to participate.

But those low-level martial arts masters can often contribute wonderful battles, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, the two sides are evenly matched, which is worth seeing.

What's the meaning of one trick second?
They came from all over the world and spent millions of yen to buy high-priced tickets, not just to watch the players kick.

"There are some noteworthy players in this contest."

Holly said as she ate a strawberry ice cream cone.

The Kawamura Group provides the players with snacks during breaks, including fruits, cakes, and various cold drinks in the freezer, which can be said to be considerate.

"Yes."

"Answer absent-mindedly, are you peeping?"

His dark brown eyes squinted, and he had an expression that I understood what you were looking at.

Bai Long said unhappily: "I just want to remind you that the ice cream fell on my chest."

That bit of ice cream fell on the bright red leather jacket, and he couldn't help but take a distracted look at it, but wipe it off!
"I did it on purpose, do you want to help clean it up?"

"Hey, I warn you, don't challenge my patience."

Bai Long replied blankly, his attitude towards this kind of unilateral molestation was resolute and serious warning.

Holly smiled, did not continue to tease, just wiped it casually with her finger, and stuffed it into her mouth.

This kind of behavior made Bai Long realize something was wrong, the tight leather jacket didn't seem to have that kind of trace, "You, could it be..."

"It's been exposed." Holly tilted her head, indirectly acknowledging his conjecture.

She really wasn't wearing a sports bra.

When it comes to leather, she doesn't like wearing too much under it.

"Eh?! But it doesn't make sense." Bai Long glanced at it and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal.

Perfectly round and natural.

No obvious target.

"I'm the type that turns inward."

She gestured in the air with her left index finger, "The range of colors is as big as a walnut."

A smiling expression all over his face.

Bailong asked suspiciously: "I don't watch too many movies, don't lie to me, is it that big?"

"Hehe, if you don't believe me, I can test it for you."

Heli blinked playfully, and rolled up the ice cream with her tongue, "However, if I'm not lying, you have to promise me one thing unconditionally.

If you lie, I promise you one thing unconditionally. "

"I reject."

Bailong knew in his heart that Heli was the king of mouth, and it was impossible for him to pull off the leather jacket and let him test the authenticity.

It is better to refuse directly.

"Hehe~" Heli smiled slightly, like a fox who succeeded in stealing chickens.

Bailong pretended not to hear, and focused his attention on the ring, and the preliminaries were in the third match.

"Ring No. [-] is Jingu Ryusaiin Arara vs. the barbaric tyrant Sora Horton!"

Following the words of the Japanese and British hosts, Shashengyuan Huang, who had been waiting in the audience, jumped onto the stage.

"Jingu style," Heli glanced at the white dragon next to him, and asked curiously, "Your disciple?"

"Well, Shasheng Yuanhuang, a very talented and ambitious person."

"Ambitious... you are careful to be attacked by the next gram."

Holly thought of something bad and reminded him aloud.

"Don't worry." Bailong replied confidently.

 PS: Thank you Nancheng Yuge for the reward
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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