Chapter 1845 He Is a Mystery

? Meng Zhaolin is extremely fast.

He was like a falcon swooping down.

On the boxing ring, the moment when the loser is cleared from that wicket.

He had already landed firmly in front of the small gate and stepped up.

"Who is this person?"

"never seen it."

"Student, look at him, he doesn't look like a boxer."

Seeing Meng Zhaolin enter the iron prison, there were bursts of curious voices from below.

"I'm afraid this person is out of his mind. Judging by his clothes, he doesn't need such a little money for boxing."

Sitting there, Leizhou frowned, and his eyes swept over Lin Yi: "In these years, it seems that there are quite a lot of guys as stupid as you."

Leizhou is not optimistic about Meng Zhaolin who just came to power, at least on the surface, Meng Zhaolin is nothing more than a passing role.

"It's just ants."

Hu Yuanyang shook his head and didn't pay much attention to it: "No matter who it is, it will only be a miserable ending if it meets me in the end."

"That kid on the stage, in the end, I hope that he will lose in one round."

Hu Yuanyang sneered, his voice was full of disdain, looking at Meng Zhaolin's eyes, he was even more contemptuous.

"Where is brother from?"

The boxer who had just won a match gasped slightly.

After all, he defeated a late-stage internal strength person.

He was still a little struggling, and needed some effort to recover at this moment, especially looking at Meng Zhaolin who had just come on stage, full of vigilance.

"There's no need to get close."

Meng Zhaolin shook his head, then said lightly, "I'll give you time to rest, and I'll do it when I'm ready."

"Ugly words are also said in front."

"The rest of the time for you to rest,

It may be the rest of your life, the last complete life. "

"I hope you can cherish it."

Meng Zhaolin grinned.

The words were cold.

"You're crazy!"

Hearing this, the man's expression changed suddenly.

He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his state, and then without a word, without any warning, he hurried towards Meng Zhaolin.

The boxing ring is not that big.

In addition, the distance between them is even smaller.

Almost instantly, the man had arrived in front of Meng Zhaolin.

He swung his fist, and all his internal strength was concentrated at the head of the fist.

In terms of strength, he was already on the verge of reaching half-step King Kong.

This time, he punched away, with momentum like a rainbow.

"it is good!"

Someone below shouted hello.

More people can't understand Meng Zhaolin's determination to win.

Why is such a face so insolent?

However, I thought that this unexpected punch could give the boxer more opportunities.

Might as well end the fight with one punch.

But the next moment.

People in the stands, the last good word, the ending has not yet fallen.

Meng Zhaolin didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out one hand, and grasped the oncoming punch, which was full of inner strength.

He grinned, and wrapped his fists tightly with his palms.

Then he exerted a little force.

Everyone could see that Meng Zhaolin's fist shrank suddenly, completely clenched into a fist.

The fist of the boxer covered by his palm crushed the entire bone.

Heart-piercing cries sounded in the iron prison and echoed in the entire boxing arena.

Everyone's eyes widened, full of horror.

They looked at Meng Zhaolin who had crushed the boxer's fist with one hand, took another step, kicked up, and kicked the boxer who had lost his fighting strength on the leg bone.

The leg that belonged to the master of the late stage of inner strength, just for a moment, under everyone's eyes, was twisted by 720 degrees, completely turning into a twisted twist!

"what!"

The man who was directly crippled by Meng Zhaolin let out a miserable howl like ghosts and wolves.

His body was thrown to the ground.

As soon as the man fell to the ground, enduring the intense pain, he crawled towards the only small door with difficulty.

He was tearful, terrified in his heart, and shouted that he had surrendered, and wanted to escape from here quickly.

But Meng Zhaolin followed closely and broke his remaining leg.

The entire leg bone was completely crushed by him.

cruel.

cruel.

powerful.

A series of labels instantly appeared in everyone's mind.

Meng Zhaolin raised his head, made a final kick, and kicked the late-stage internal strength master directly under his feet.

His eyes were full of bloodthirsty fighting intent.

The muscles on his body trembled layer by layer, and it was only at the moment when the veins bulged that everyone finally noticed that the guy they regarded as a face just now had a terrifying explosive power in his body!

"I."

"Meng Zhaolin."

"Twenty-six."

"Three grades of King Kong."

"If you don't agree, get out!"

He stood in the middle of the ring, his voice booming like thunder.

After the entire stand was silent for a second, bursts of fanatical shouts suddenly broke out.

"Three grades of King Kong!"

"Twenty-six-year-old third-rank Vajra!"

"In Xuanhemen's last boxing ring match, the dark horse that suddenly came out!"

Mountain roar and tsunami, mixed with extremely excited frantic shouts, resounded through the audience.

"This bunch of idiots, what are they going to fight with?"

Yaoyao muttered to himself, looking at Meng Zhaolin who was standing in the middle of the ring this time, and listening to the surprise and excitement around him, as well as the shouts full of all kinds of fanatical emotions, he was quite proud and proud.

This is the Meng Zhaolin she values.

It's her brother Meng.

That is a young man who is far more outstanding than his peers!

"King Kong... third grade?"

Lei Zhou was taken aback, turned his head to look at Hu Yuanyang beside him, his face was a little apprehensive: "Master Hu... look...how strong is he?"

Leizhou couldn't help but hesitate.

This time, he bet heavily on Hu Yuanyang.

If the boat capsizes in the gutter, the foundation he has accumulated in Leizhou for so many years may be completely wiped out.

"Three grades only."

Master Hu snorted coldly: "You will know who is stronger later."

He spoke calmly, but anyone could see that there was a bit of solemnity flashing in Hu Yuanyang's eyes this time.

At least, he was a little more vigilant and more serious.

"Third-Rank Vajra... how strong is this?"

Huang Jiaoer's complexion was extremely complicated.

She had been thinking about how to escape, but looking at Lin Yi beside her, it seemed that the young man in front of her didn't show any fear at all when she heard the third-grade King Kong.

I don't know what kind of strength the third-grade King Kong represents?

She turned her head away, looked at Lin Yi, hesitant to speak in the air.

Gong Yi over there has already opened her mouth, her voice trembling, anxious, looking at Lin Yi full of worry.

"Third-Rank Vajra... isn't it super powerful?"

She has no concept of King Kong's strength, only knows whether it is powerful or not.

"It's rubbish."

Lin Yi shook his head, and the words he said were as plain as his own.

Emotions are immersed like water.

Gong Yi looked at Lin Yi's side face, dazed.

Suddenly, she suddenly had a feeling.

Everyone in the entire boxing ring is in the boxing ring, including Master Hu, the closed disciple of Master Haizhou Lin, who is also in the boxing ring.

Only Lin Yi, who was sitting beside him, seemed to be in a very mysterious position, overlooking all living beings.

He has never been involved in it, so he can stand on the sidelines and watch the fire from the other side.

It seems to have enough strength and confidence to turn the situation around at the most critical time.

This feeling makes Gong Yi a little bit at a loss.

Suddenly, she felt that she couldn't see through the young man beside her.

So much so, that I never understood it at all.

He is a mystery.

3rd update.

Good night.