"Black gold token?" Sun Wuxing was stunned, then immediately grinned.
He knows this black gold token, and the strong underground martial arts men mentioned by Zhan Taimei'er have followers who say they have the black gold token.
As long as you have the black gold token, you can have your own status in underground fighting.
To have status is to have followers. Relying on his reputation, strength, and status, he has followers in underground martial arts.
These followers are a group of desperadoes.
Nowadays, Xuanwu Underground Martial Arts has several black gold tokens, and underground martial arts experts of all sizes are named under them and become followers.
"That's right, it all depends on your performance, kid. This black gold token is not that easy to get."
After the Xuanwu messenger finished speaking, arrangements for Sun Wuxing's opponent had been completed.
Iron Hand, junior battle king player, nine-star gold.
"Boy, you are too crazy. An intermediate warrior will challenge a junior warrior king. Haha, you are so arrogant."
"Let me finish you off with my iron hand."
The iron hand slapped the ring violently with both hands, and the whole ring continued to shake.
Immediately afterwards, the pair of iron hands appeared in front of Sun Wuxing.
"So fast!"
Sun Wuxing's expression changed slightly. After all, the opponent was a junior war king and he couldn't be careless.
When he first looked at Tie Shou, he thought he was a warrior who was not good at speed, but now it seemed that he was not.
"roll!"
With a loud shout, Sun Wuxing's right fist condensed a punching wind, which went straight towards the iron hands' palms.
"broken!"
As the voice fell, the blood fist met Tie Shou, and Tie Shou's face changed drastically at the moment of contact.
His iron hand, which could be called steel, was broken and exploded. Bones mixed with blood spattered on the ring.
Sun Wuxing's fist rushed forward and hit Tie Shou's chest, then exploded.
Tie Shou's face was dull, and he was already dead before he could react.
The body exploded, and the head and lower limbs were scattered on the ring.
Sun Wuxing's ferocity with which he kills makes many underground martial artists fearful.
Underground fighting involves life and death, but the actual killers are still in the minority.
Now Sun Wuxing must kill every time, and it is the most direct and explosive kill, shocking people's hearts.
"This kid punched me again!"
A warrior swallowed hard, thinking about Sun Wuxing's cultivation level and age.
They realized that this was probably a genius beyond their imagination, or a monster.
"good!"
An exclamation broke the calm, followed by deafening cheers.
The Xuanwu envoy was also stunned, and immediately arranged for Sun Wuxing's opponent without any rest in the middle.
The arena was cleared. Ten ferocious junior war kings appeared on the ring.
Each of them is a platinum level existence. Fighting underground also has a certain reputation.
"Ten, I'll satisfy you." Xuanwu Messenger said expectantly.
Sun Wuxing did not reply to the Xuanwu Messenger. After all, his opponents were ten junior war kings. No joke.
Even if the intermediate war king comes, he must avoid the edge temporarily.
"The competition begins!"
The Xuanwu envoy personally presided over the duel, and the rest of the underground martial arts competitions also stopped, and everyone's eyes gathered.
There are even live broadcasts on underground martial arts platforms.
Looking at the title, it attracted a large number of underground martial arts experts to watch.
The number of viewers instantly exceeded one million and continues to rise.
"kill!"
A slightly hoarse voice came out, and Sun Wuxing waved his bloody fist.
The two words "Blood Fist Shura" are destined to ring through the underground martial arts from today on.
"Well done!"
Sun Wuxing used the basic boxing techniques that the Martian civilization had reached its peak in research, and at the same time used the strength of his own body to fight.
He swung his bloody fists between dodges, and was able to counterattack every time he dodged the attacks of many junior war kings.
And the counterattack effect is remarkable.
"Genius! This guy is a fighting genius."
"This is a complete crushing of combat talents!"
Viewers are all amazed.
Sun Wuxing's battle choices are completely genius level, no! Even unprecedented levels.
"die!"
As soon as the word fell, thunder light flashed under Sun Wuxing's feet.
The next moment, Sun Wuxing appeared behind a junior war king, and his bloody fist fell hard.
The blood fist penetrated the body of the junior war king, and his body fell down weakly.
The first junior war king died.
The other nine people looked at the blood all over the ground and panicked inwardly.
And this gives Sun Wuxing an opportunity.
The lightning flashed again under his feet.
"This kid has learned the Nine Thunder Body! Everyone, be careful."
There was a scream, and another scream, and the arm of a junior war king was broken.
He reacted, punched the opponent, and lost his arm.
"There is still pressure from the ten junior war kings, but that's all."
Sun Wuxing appeared among the nine people, and the nine junior war kings became angry with shame.
They were looked down upon by a mid-level warrior in the ring, and it would be embarrassing even if they won today.
"kill!"
The nine junior war kings all shouted loudly. All attacks were aimed at Sun Wuxing in the middle.
Sun Wuxing did not dodge, and the air wave surged under his feet.
The wind of his right fist gathered.
Fist intention, one percent!
Punch out.
The terrifying fist wind formed into a tornado and raged out.
Nine junior war kings flew out in mid-air, and everyone looked horrified!
"Fist intention!"
"This kid really does have it!"
As soon as the nine junior warriors landed, Sun Wuxing jumped up high and slammed his fist down on the ring.
"Heavenly Meteor Fist!"
The fist fell like a meteorite from the sky, and the terrifying shock wave directly crushed and killed nine junior war kings.
With the blessing of fist intention, this is too terrifying.
The ten junior war kings all died without harming Sun Wuxing in the slightest.
Sun Wuxing stood proudly on the stage, surrounded by the corpses of ten junior war kings.
Each of these ten junior war kings is a famous strong man or a criminal.
All dead now.
He died at the hands of a mid-level warrior who was only an eighteen-year-old young man.
"Continue to arrange ten junior warriors." Sun Wuxing said in a low voice.
The Xuanwu messenger did not hesitate to make arrangements again.
There was a sensation in the underground martial arts, or in other words, there was a sensation in the dark world.
An eighteen-year-old young man named Shura fought against ten junior war kings at the same time in the ring and killed them.
The news swept through the dark world like a hurricane.
Even major media outlets are rushing to report it.
The underground fighting was silent.
The blood-stained fist was dripping with blood.
That Shura mask looks terrifying.
Another victory and the death of ten junior war kings.
Shura once again completed ten kills! And his underground martial arts level was raised to platinum.
This is a level that many war kings do not have.
"Ten intermediate war kings!" Sun Wuxing looked at the Xuanwu envoy and said calmly.
This time, no one said they were arrogant, they were all conquered by Sun Wuxing. Believing that Sun Wuxing can do it is not arrogant!
