The Holy Lord In the Comic World

Chapter 336 Poor Man

"ah!"

"Pfft! Stop!"

"Come...someone is here!"

Along with the screams of the champion, the enthusiasm of the audience was ignited to the extreme.

"Well done!"

"Kikubu strikes, Kikubu strikes! Strike!"

"Sure enough, they all watch the show in groups and don't think it's a big deal." Ren Yi casually summoned four or five more ninjas from the Black Shadow Corps, and then glanced at the audience.

"I...I admit, admit...defeat..." the challenger said intermittently, but his voice was too low and too confusing, so people far away from him couldn't hear what he said, and whenever he wanted to When he wanted to speak, he would always receive a few beatings from the Shadow Corps.

"What did you just say?" Ren Yi commanded the Black Shadow Corps, cleared a path, and walked straight to the challenger.

The challenger lay on the ground in pain, raised his head and barely glanced at Ren Yi.

"I admit..." However, before he could finish his words, another pain came from his abdomen.

The champion, who had been relying on his hands to barely support his body, fell to the ground again because of the pain.

"Fuck!" The challenger shouted in pain and looked at Ren Yi resentfully.

Ren Yi was also a little surprised by this, because he didn't let the Black Shadow Corps hit him just now...

Having said that, does it count as a foul for me to do this... Ren Yi couldn't help but think.

"It seems like there's no rule against sending summons, right? That shouldn't be counted."

"You just said you wanted to admit defeat, right?" Ren Yi bent down, stared at the angry challenger, and asked.

But the champion gritted his teeth and did not answer. His body close to the ground began to struggle and twist.

"How did you become the champion at this level..." Ren Yi looked at his miserable appearance and asked with some confusion.

They are all lying on the ground unable to move. Why hasn’t the referee announced the result yet...

"Originally I didn't want to use it..." As Renyi looked around, looking for the referee, the ring leader slowly said.

"You forced me to do this!"

I saw the strength of the challenger coming from nowhere, and suddenly jumped back and jumped over the wall composed of the Black Shadow Corps... It should be so. According to common sense, a five-meter-high jump distance should be able to jump over. After all, the Black Shadow Corps He's only over one meter tall, nearly two meters tall, so it's a bit difficult to block him, but it's a pity...

The champion, who was hoping to successfully jump over their heads, was struck from the air while floating...

Night Bat Group! That shadow army with wings!

"Wait a minute, no wonder it looks familiar to me. Could it be that this challenger summoned the Black Shadow Corps?" At this time, someone in the audience said.

"The Black Shadow Corps... ninja, shadow, this appearance... I'll go, it's really true!"

"It must be the Black Shadow Corps. I remember the winged one in the sky clearly. It was the mask I wanted most when I was a kid!"

"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

"I think it's okay."

I saw several flying figures hovering in the sky above the ring, with the ring master as the center, tightly surrounding the sky around him.

Ever since, the challenger, who was just about to show off, but was interrupted in the preparation stage before showing off, was lying on the ground in shame, pretending to be dead.

"You've already said such cruel things, why are you pretending to be dead again?" Ren Yi sat on the black throne that the Black Shadow Corps got from who knows where, and asked calmly.

Seeing that the challenger didn't stand up to answer his plan, Ren Yi waved his hand.

A black shadow spread from Ren Yi's feet to the side of the champion. A gray-black tentacle stretched out from the ground. Three or four tentacles tied up the limbs of the champion.

"It seems like you don't have the strength to get up, so let me help you." Ren Yi said, gesturing upward with his right hand.

As if receiving the instruction, the tentacles lifted the challenger up and faced Ren Yi.

Although it was a bit unsightly to tie up a muscular man with tentacles, the audience seemed to be excited...

"Hang him up, hang him up!"

"Three feet off the ground! Who can go up and light a fire underneath him?"

"Quick! Find wooden sticks and set them up!"

"Do you...do you have any humanity left? Don't you know that you should cover his eyes before doing this? What if you scare him?"

"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

"I think it's okay."

The champion felt extremely insulted at this time, and the anger in his heart continued to grow under the discussion and gaze of the audience. The feeling of binding from his limbs made him clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

Although his eyes were closed, he felt that Ren Yi's eyes full of ridicule and contempt passed directly through his eyelids and into his brain, like a thorn, piercing the cerebral cortex.

The tentacles binding him were as motionless as iron welding. No matter how hard he struggled, he could tell by touch that he was crushed by the opponent without any suspense...

Due to the obstruction of blood transportation and poor circulation due to the binding, his limbs began to turn purple, and even breathing became difficult.

At this time, the background position.

"Look at him like this, it's really ridiculous~" A young man shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at the scene of the champion being tied up with a smile.

"Hahaha~ Challenger? Strong? Undefeated? Arrogant, young..."

"Sir, do we really not want to announce the result of the game now?" the referee scratched his head helplessly and asked.

"Why are you anxious? He can't die. Let him be tortured for a while longer...don't you think it's fun to watch?" The young man grabbed a handful of French fries and stuffed it into his mouth. He put his legs together and raised them on the table.

"But he seemed to want to admit defeat before...and then it seemed...as if he was struck by something..."

"Yes, he wants to admit defeat... but will I do what he wants? If he loses so quickly, there is nothing interesting about it. The audience will definitely not buy it. Since he doesn't understand this, I can only help him. Yeah~" the young man replied arrogantly.

The referee did not answer this, but looked at the screen quietly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Little did they know, the conversation between the two had been eavesdropped by outsiders... After the room quieted down, a black shadow sprang out from an inconspicuous corner and flew towards the ring.

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