Warrior’s Promise

Seeing Lin Biao stepping onto the platform, Su Mo’s mouth twitched.

"Lin Lin, your strength is not weak, it is worth my effort."

Sumo stunned and smiled deliberately.

"Oh! Even if you use all your strength, you can easily win over me."

Lin Biao snorted.

"is it?"

Sumo smiled and said loudly: "Then I have to go all out! Let's go! Lin Biao."

drink!

Lin Biao looked dignified, no nonsense, the whole body was infuriating, and suddenly shot, the palm of his hand wrapped in the palm of his hand, hitting Sumo.

Looking at the palm of the hand that was rapidly magnified in front of his eyes, Sumo smashed through the cold.

Actually dare to play the attention of the evening, let you pay interest today.

The fist clenched, and immediately, Sumo punched out with a fist.

The blazing fists, with an imposing momentum, hit Lin Biao.

The power of Sumo’s fist is twice as powerful as the one that beat Su Yu.

Don't say that Lin Biao's strength is not as good as Su Yu, even if he is slightly stronger than Su Yu, under this boxing, he will be hit hard.

Hey!

what!

Sure enough, Lin Biao was not the enemy of Sumo, the arm was directly bombed, and the whole person was shot by a fist, screaming, blood blowing.

The blood of blush left a few meters of blood on the battle table.

The squatting fell under the platform, and Lin Biao was seriously injured and could not get up for a long time.

The audience was silent, and Yaque was silent.

Everyone’s eyes are incredulously looking at Sumo, the face is weird

"The next game, everyone will point to it, do not deliberately hurt people, offenders severe punishment!"

The words before Lin Sheng are still in the ears.

However, Sumo now seriously injured Lin Biao. Isn't this the face of the red/naked/naked hitting city owner?

"I went, Lin Biao, I didn't think you were so vulnerable! I couldn't even get a punch!"

Somo was surprised and walked up. He said: "It’s my fault. I knew you were so weak. I should only use one strength."

"You... cough!"

The seriously injured Lin Biao was anxious, just about to start, and coughed up blood again.

How could he not know that Sumo Ding was deliberately trying to hurt him.

The last time he sent someone to kill Sumo, the people who went there never returned, and even the body could not be found.

He knew that Sumo had already known that he was instigating behind him and now he is retaliating against him.

But knowing this, he can't say anything about it.

Now Sumo not only severely injured him, but also humiliated his words.

He suddenly felt extremely wrong, his heart rushed, his throat was once again sweet, and the injury could not increase the three points again.

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, the North Stand came up with a sigh of anger, Lin Sheng angered the crown, slamming, smashed the armrest of the chair underneath.

"Sumo, you are so arrogant, do you have the words of the city master?"

Lin Sheng's face was gloomy and angry.

Sumo not only did not put his words in his eyes, but also injured his son, so that his face was hot.

"The city owner, I didn't mean to hurt people!"

Sumo’s face was calm and explained: “You also saw it. I thought Lin Biao was very strong. I wanted to fight with him, but I didn’t think he was so weak, so he lost his hand and hurt him.”

"You... you are so ruthless, actually dare to argue?"

Lin Sheng was in a hurry and smashed the murder.

"Lincheng Lord, don't be angry."

Su Hong spoke up and said with apologetic face: "Although the child hurt the lang, it was not intentional. It was a moment of misunderstanding. Everyone was aware of it and looked at the city's main culvert."

"Hey! Su Hong, what you said is light, it is not your son who is injured!"

Lin Sheng is cold.

"The city owner, it is still the injury of the lang, and the military will end. I will apologize to the lang in person."

Su Hong’s words did not leak, gave Lin Sheng a face, and gave him a step.

Lin Sheng is also not good at saying anything. It is very cold, and he can only ask people to carry Lin Biao down.

"Below, start the third round of fighting!"

Linde announced: "There are still seven people left, and then four people will be eliminated, and the top three of the meeting will be decided."

"Now, you seven people draw again, a total of seven bamboo sticks, No. 1 and No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, No. 6, No. 7 and choose any opponent."

Linde took out a few bamboo sticks again.

Sumo et al. draw lots.

This time, Sumo picked up the number six.

When everyone finished, Linde said loudly: "The third round of combat is now starting, and the first and second are on stage."

The No. 1 player is Lin Qiong, and his opponent is also a Lin family.

"I surrender."

The son of Lin’s family sighed helplessly. Originally, he also fantasized that if he could meet Sumo in this round, he would be able to enter the top three.

Unfortunately, it is counterproductive. If you meet other people, if he is not, he will fight.

However, Lin Qiong and his people, who are also the city's main government, have already fought in private, and there is no need to fight again.

"The 3rd and 4th players took the stage."

The third player is Wei Rufeng, and the fourth player is the Sujia Suhai.

"Su Hai, you are not my opponent!"

When Wei Rufeng came to power, he looked down at the Suhai and spoke openly.

"Is it? Strength is not by mouth!"

Suhaidao.

"Hey! I am stubborn, I will let you see the gap between us."

Wei Rufeng sneered and said: "You are qualified to let me use the flame knife method of Lieyangzong."

Su Hai brows a wrinkle, stunned Wei Rufeng and said: "Then you get out!"

Wei Rufeng gently lifted his right hand, and suddenly the hot air flowed on his palm, and the palm seemed to become a soldering iron, burning a faint flame.

"To deal with you, the knife is enough!"

Wei Rufeng smiled proudly, his feet moved, and his body rose to the sky.

"Give me a defeat!"

Wei Rufeng was in the air, his arm moved, and he brushed and brushed several knives. Countless knives swayed to the sea.

Hey!

The knife gas cuts through the air, layering, and the hot temperature distorts the space.

Wei Rufeng's move is indeed strong, even if it is the refining of the eight-fold peak of the martial arts encountered this move, it will be lost in an instant.

"Hurricane! Give me broken!"

Wei Rufeng’s contempt makes Su Hai angry, and his fists are like shells, which are constantly blasting and smashing each other’s swords.

The explosion on the field continued, and the turmoil flowed around.

"The flames are empty!"

Wei Rufeng took the opportunity to rush to the front of the Suhai, suddenly slammed down, the flame of the burning of the hand knife, has not yet attacked, it caused a burning pain in Su Hai.

"Good!"

The strength of Wei Rufeng makes Su Hai feel pressure.

"Ben Leiquan!"

Su Shipping has a 12-point battle and is welcoming Wei Rufeng’s attack.

boom!

The fists and swords collided, and Su Hai was shaken back a few steps.

"Defeated!"

Wei Rufeng screamed and stormed, and he even smashed three knives.

"The flames are three!"

Three unparalleled knives, tearing the air, a knife is stronger than a knife, a knife followed a knife, and shrouded under the head.

Su Hai’s pupils shrank, and an extremely dangerous feeling spread throughout the body.

"Thunder!"

Su Hai did not dare to care about it. He used his strongest trick and punched his fist like electricity.