'Bang, bang, bang'!
Cheng Sheng doesn’t even remember how many punches he threw.
He only remembered that he would feel an inexplicable pleasure the moment he punched, and this pleasure prompted him to keep punching Wu Yue in the chest.
When the pleasure gradually disappeared, Cheng Sheng finally realized that Wu Yue had completely lost his breath under his violent beating.
It seems like what you just did was a bit too much?
Chengshuo looked around, glanced at the monks who looked frightened, and then glanced at Wu Yue below him.
He adjusted his mentality, forced away the weird and inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with an innocent face: "Everyone, you all heard it just now. It was the monk himself who said that he wanted to distinguish between life and death, so it is normal for me to beat him to death. ,Right?"
The whole place was silent, no one dared to answer Cheng Sheng's words.
They were frightened by the madness of survival.
Although there are no good people in Yinsijian, these monks, who are more or less polluted, all believe that they can do the same thing as Cheng Sheng, beating people to death.
Can.
Maybe he could do it like Cheng Sheng did, beating someone to a bloody pulp and still not having the slightest intention of stopping.
And during the beating, there was a genuine smile on his lips.
The monks here believe that it is absolutely impossible to reach this level.
This is too twisted
"madman!"
at the venue.
I don’t know who it was, so I couldn’t help but complain in a low voice.
For a moment, everyone stared at Cheng Sheng like a madman.
fear.
Awe.
disgust.
Being stared at by everyone, Chengsheng felt that the atmosphere had become a bit awkward, so he smiled kindly.
This smile is even more perverted
Seeing Cheng Huo smiling, all the monks present felt even more panicked.
Everyone was silent.
Not long after that.
The leader of the Rashomon Sect stood up and tried to smooth things over: "Everyone, there is still someone who wants to challenge the elder of my sect. If no one challenges him, then I will be disrespectful to refuse the position of leader of the six major gangs!"
"snort!"
In the Longhu Gang team.
Ni Li snorted coldly and stood up from his seat, as if he was about to jump onto the ring to compete with Cheng Sheng.
But the moment he stood up, someone beside him quickly held his shoulders down.
"Amitabha!"
The person holding Ni Li's shoulders was the young Buddhist monk Wu Yin.
He proclaimed the Buddha's name and said with a hint of anger in his tone: "Benefactor Cheng killed my senior brother Wu Yue. It is my responsibility to end this cause and effect with him."
With that said, without waiting for Ni Li to say anything, he took out a black meat ball and put it into his mouth.
It wasn't until he swallowed the meat ball that he jumped onto the ring.
Wu Yin's little moves were all in his eyes.
Although he didn't know what the black meat ball Wu Yin ate was, he felt something was wrong and instinctively didn't want to give the meat ball a chance to work.
Not too much nonsense.
The moment Wu Yin jumped onto the ring, Cheng Shuo jumped off the ring decisively, cupped his hands at the monks around him and said, "Everyone, I'm tired. I need to rest first. You can continue."
Little Buddhist monk, right?
Eating black meat balls enhances combat power, right?
I can't live without fighting!
——According to regulations, the winner in the ring can leave the ring to rest at any time.
Therefore, this wave of operations is completely within the scope allowed by the rules.
He is not eliminated by doing so.
This made Wu Yin, who had swallowed the black meat ball and planned to fight to the death, feel as if he had punched the air.
He stared intently at Cheng Sheng below the ring, his chest heaving up and down, and his breathing becoming more and more rapid.
"Roar"!
Suddenly, Wu Yin let out a roar from his mouth and fell to his knees.
The muscles all over his body became bulging, and the veins on his head popped out, and he lunged towards Chenghuo like a wild beast.
"You bald ass, what do you want to do?"
Seeing that Wuyin on the ring was unruly and pounced on Chengguo who had already stepped down from the ring, the master of the Rashomon Gate, Ju Rui, immediately jumped out from his position.
In mid-air, he lightly waved his palm in the direction of Wu Yin. During the wave of his palm, he heard the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring.
at the same time.
Not to be outdone, Wuyin summoned the shadow of a blood-red giant Buddha behind him, and then swung his palm towards Ju Rui, the master of the Rashomon Gate.
Wu Yin waved his palm, and the phantom of the blood-red giant Buddha behind him also waved his palm.
This palm met Ju Rui, the master of Rashomon, from a few meters away.
'puff'!
Under the contact of the palms, Ju Rui vomited blood and flew backwards from the air.
He is no match for Wu Yin who swallowed the black meat ball.
"You!" Ju Rui lay on the ground and looked at Wu Yin in disbelief.
"Amitabha!"
After repelling Ju Rui, Wu Yin looked around.
He clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "This battle is a personal grudge between me and Donor Cheng. He killed my senior brother, so I will naturally take revenge."
"Donors, please don't interfere, poor monk, you will never hurt innocent people."
If Wu Yin hadn't shown his strength, he could have injured Ju Rui with just one blow.
So whether it's to maintain order in the arena or to become famous, someone will definitely come forward to capture Wu Yin.
But after seeing Wu Yin hurt Ju Rui with just one blow, all the monks gave up the idea and retreated to the corner of the venue to watch what happened.
Everyone stood by and watched.
at the same time.
As time went by, the black meat balls Wu Yin swallowed began to take effect.
The bulging muscles on his body gradually turned into a strange purple-red color.
The meridians in his body emerged from the skin and gradually became thicker and larger, turning into a series of ferocious purple-red tentacles.
"It's a mutation!"
on the ground.
Ju Rui, the master of the Rashomon Sect who saw the secret, covered his chest and rushed to remind him: "Be careful when you grow up, the meat ball that the bald donkey just swallowed should contain a lot of 'blood and flesh power' .Now, he has used that power to mutate into a monster!"
The monks in Yinsijian were all infected by the 'power of flesh and blood'.
But on weekdays, they all stay away from this power, and suppress the pollution caused by the "power of flesh and blood" by drinking yellow spring water and absorbing unrefined "power of pain".
There has never been anyone like Wu Yin who took the initiative to swallow an unknown black meat ball with the power of flesh and blood.
Doing so is tantamount to seeking death!
But Wu Yin just did this.
Wu Yin, who had mutated and seemed to have lost his self-awareness, glanced at Cheng Sheng not far away.
He smiled strangely, and the tentacles formed by the meridians on his body immediately followed his gaze towards the direction of Chengsheng.
The speed of those tentacles is too fast.
Unable to dodge, Cheng Sheng decisively opened the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' to the twenty-first floor.
At this moment, his body suddenly swelled to more than three meters tall, and his body was covered with countless pieces of black flesh. He directly resisted Wu Yin's tentacle attack.
"this"
The magical powers used by Cheng Huo and Wu Yin stunned all the monks in the venue.
Ju Rui looked at Elder Ou Zitong in the door and said with a confused look on his face: "Is the black flesh on the elder's body a magical power or some kind of mutation?"
"Not sure." Ou Zitong shook his head: "He has never shown those black pieces of flesh in front of us before."
At this moment, when Boyazhi looked at Chengshuo again, the expression of interest before was gone.
The only thing left on her face was shock.
She turned to the green-skinned monk beside her and said, "What is the origin of Rashomon's elder? Are the black flesh on his body caused by mutation?"
"I can't come!"
The green-skinned monk asked questions and didn't know anything.
After he replied "I don't know," he looked at Po Yazhi with a look of obsession on his face.
"What the hell, trash!" Boyazhi cursed helplessly, then turned to look at Chengshuo.
(End of chapter)
