Chapter 297

Shen Lang can't use his internal power now. It depends on his physical quality and strength.

Even if you meet the big guy in front of you, Shen Lang will not lose.

But it must take a lot of effort. Shen Lang doesn't want to.

There are two more games in the back. Zhou Kuang must arrange more powerful guys.

Shen Lang put out the frame of plum blossom pile, stepped forward abruptly and hit pan Sen's face with a fist.

Pan Sen turned sideways, knowing that Shen Lang's physical strength was amazing, and he didn't dare to take Shen Lang's fist easily.

Who knows, Shen Lang's fist is just a fake move. He immediately closed the fist, turned around lightheartedly and raised his left leg to kick up.

"Dong!"

Shen Lang hit pan Sen's right face with a firm foot. Pan Sen retreated several steps, spitting blood, and two cricketers were broken.

In terms of speed and body flexibility, pan Sen is still not as good as Shen Lang.

Shen Lang doesn't choose to deal with him in a positive way, but uses his flexible body method to give full play to his advantages.

Pan Sen roared and punched Shen Lang's forehead.

Shen waves left and right, dodging pan Sen's fists one after another. His body is very light, and he seems to be very flexible.

Pan Senli said to take off. Shen Lang kicked him hard again. Pan Seng could only defend with both arms.

Shen Lang sees the other side's flaws, and then punches pan sen in the stomach.

It was another solid, dull sound. Panson stepped back a few steps, and his eyes glowed with bloodthirsty red light.

"Damn it, it's tough enough!" Shen Lang smacks his mouth. Pan Sen's bones and flesh are extremely hard. It's impossible to solve this guy with seven or eight moves.

"I'll kill you!" Pan Sen burst out and rushed towards the sinking wave like a tank.

The two soon got tangled up.

Shen Lang's fists and feet are getting faster and faster. Tan leg and plum blossom fist, which are external martial arts, were rarely used by Shen Lang before, but now they have to be used.

Shen Lang's adaptability is very strong. In the actual combat, the more skillful he is in using plum blossom boxing and twelve way Tan leg, he unconsciously integrates the two kinds of martial arts!

The flexibility and power of plum blossom boxing, the speed of Tan leg, and the two martial arts are perfectly matched by Shen Lang!

Gradually, pan Sen was suppressed. The wave like attack made him gasp for breath and hurt his body connection.

The audience held their breath and even forgot to shout and cheer. They had never seen such a exciting fight!

Finally, Shen Lang finds the flaw and smashes pan Sen's chest with a straight fist.

"Poof!" Panson took a breath of blood and the whole man stepped back.

Shen Lang seizes the opportunity to get close to him and swings his fists wildly.

With only one breath, he threw seven or eight punches into pan Sen's upper body, each of which had a strength of nearly four or five hundred jin.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

With a heavy thud, pan Sen's face was completely twisted, even though his skin could not help beating.

After seven or eight punches, pan Sen's ribs were broken and his mouth and nose were bleeding. He fell on the ground, convulsed and couldn't climb up.

Shen Lang takes a few breaths. He has played more than 20 games tonight. With this high-intensity duel, his body feels a little tired.

The whole audience was quiet, with a strong shock on everyone's face. There was a trace of incomparable excitement in addition to the shock. I had never seen such a wonderful match before.

Pan Sen has no combat power, like a dead dog. Shen Lang's face is expressionless. He is going to kill pan Sen.

"At the end of the game, Mr. Pan Sen conceded!" Suddenly, a horse snatched the microphone in the host's hand and shouted.

After saying this, the horse ran to the outside of the cage and shouted to Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, crazy brother let me talk, you spare pan Sen's life, or you will know the consequences yourself!"

Shen Lang snorts coldly. How dare Zhou Kuang threaten himself?

There was a lot of sobbing.

"No such rules!"

"That's right. I changed the rules in the middle."

There was a wave of opposition from the stage.

"Pan Panson is just the guest we invited. There's no need to fight with his life! " The boy shouted with the microphone.

"Shit, people are in the arena. How can I beg for him?" The fat man under the stage swears.

Without the opposition of the audience, the metal cage in the middle of the challenge arena was opened, and pan Sen was scared. He had no temper any more. Knowing that he was no longer Shen Lang's opponent, he crawled towards the cage while panting.

Shen Lang said not coldly but not lightly: "spare his life, but!"

With that, Shen Lang stepped forward and stepped heavily on Pan Sen's right arm.

With a crash of "click", pan Sen's right arm was broken by the waves, making a hoarse scream, and his eyes turned white and fainted.

After that, Shen Lang quietly went back to his seat and drank a glass of water.

In the VIP room, Zhou Kuang's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Damn it, it's a fucking heresy." Zhou Kuang swears.

He thought that even if pan Sen was invincible, he should be able to hurt Shen Lang.

I didn't expect that Shen Lang just took a little time to solve pan Sen's problem.

Apart from the fist at the beginning, pan Sen didn't even touch Shen Lang's body behind him. It was like being hit by Shen Lang.

This is him. Mother is unscientific. This kid's external Kung Fu is even stronger than this horrible state?

Seeing pan Sen's right arm broken by Shen Lang, Zhou Kuang's brain will explode. If pan Sen's right arm can be cured, if it can't, Zhou Kuang doesn't know how to report this to the headquarters.

"Brother Kuang, this situation is not good! If it goes on like this, maybe the boy named Shen can finish 25 games. " Wan Tianpeng's face is a little ugly.

I didn't expect that Shen Lang was so powerful. If this kid doesn't get rid of it, he will have a big trouble!

Zhou Kuang's face was cloudy and clear, and cried, "what do you think I should do? Do you want to break the contract? No, I'm crazy Zhou still has principles! Besides, if you break the contract, it's really hard to stop that kid! "

Wan Tianpeng's eyes turned and said, "are there still two games? Let's change the way of competition and make sure that this kid dies in the arena, or there will be endless troubles. "

"What's the way?" Zhou asked

Wan Tianpeng narrowed his eyes and said, "let the two masters behind come on stage together to deal with Shen Lang, one is two games."

Week crazy Leng Leng Leng, shouted: "that is not a dozen two?"? Shen Lang is not a fool. How could he agree? "

"Give him some advantages. This kid is very conceited. I guess he will agree." Wan Tianpeng said.