C158 blood funeral

"Mm. Alright." Liu Xin sipped the red wine in his cup, as if he had grown a lot in the past few days. He had a feeling that nothing had happened, "There shouldn't be any problems with the deployment of the personnel this time, right?"

"Don't worry Young Master Liu, every corner and every exit is filled with our people, there won't be any more accidents." The butler reported this to him in a very serious and responsible manner.

"Good, well done! I want to see whether this Jiang Yunfan is a nine-life cat or a four-legged bastard. Let's see how you will escape from my grasp this time!" Liu Xin narrowed his eyes as he stared at the battle stage in front of him and said slowly.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Just as Jiang Yunfan and the suited man entered the underground boxing arena, they heard cries of surprise from the crowd. Seemingly frightened by something, they raised their heads and looked at the arena before them, only to discover that a fighter had fallen straight down. There was not a single wound on his body, which was somewhat similar to their own methods, but there was a huge difference.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yunfan then looked at the fighter in front of him, who was dressed strangely, dressed in a white coat, white mask and glasses. He was clearly a doctor, not a fighter, and he wore rubber gloves, so perhaps no one would be able to see, but Jiang Yunfan's sharp eyes could still detect a flash of cold light, but it was nothing but two scalpels.

"Looks like this fellow should be the medical expert that Liu Xin hired to deal with me!" Jiang Yunfan said as he stared at the weirdly dressed fellow on the stage. It was just that this time, it was a bit unusual. He hadn't even gone on stage yet and this guy was already here.

Hua Wuqing, who was on the stage, seemed to have sensed something, and also swept his gaze towards the audience below.

"Congratulations to our medical king for once again obtaining victory in this fist battle." The referee announced in a timely manner.

"Young Master Liu, this Hua Wuqing is completely unrestrained by us. From the very beginning, he had already rushed forward." The butler frowned slightly as he looked at Hua Wuqing, who was standing on the stage, and said to Liu Xin.

"This will show us his methods. It seems like he hasn't disappointed us yet!" While drinking the red wine in his hand, Liu Xin narrowed his eyes as he stared at Hua Wuqing and said, "And perhaps, he might be able to incite Jiang Yunfan onto the stage faster."

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge our medical king's nemesis?" The referee asked the fighter below.

"This Medicine King's methods are too strange. I couldn't even see how he did it!"

"Yeah, it's as if he's not moving at all."

"He has the feeling of a medical king, but I feel that he is even more mysterious!"

"..."

Hearing the conversation of the spectators around him, the corners of Jiang Yunfan's lips slowly raised as he stared at Hua Wuqing and muttered, "The Medicine King is his nemesis? "Hehe, if you really want to be my nemesis, then let's see if you have the ability to do so."

Just as Jiang Yunfan realized that no one was going to make a move and was preparing to go up onto the ring, a fighter stepped forward and took the lead.

"Oh, challenger, evil ghost!" After looking at the other party's identity plate, the referee introduced them before announcing the start of the match.

"Oh, yet another one that couldn't wait to die?" A cold glint flashed across Hua Wuqing's eyes as he looked through the lens.

"I'm afraid the one who died was you!" The evil ghost was a dark skinny man with two deep scars on his face. He looked extremely ferocious and terrifying, as if he really was an evil ghost that came from hell.

"Hehe, I don't think you've seen the same arrogant people as you, but I can remind you that they're all dead." Hua Wuqing's voice carried a trace of mockery, but no one could see the expression under his mask.

"So noisy!" The evil ghost moved like lightning, like a black shadow, it pounced towards Hua Wuqing. Its punches were fast and powerful, filled with terrifying energy, and each punch caused a loud explosion in the air!

"This speed is pretty good, but it's still powerful enough. It's a pretty good work of art!" A trace of greed flashed in Hua Wuqing's eyes, just like a hunter staring at his prey.

"Hmm?" The evil ghost seemed to have sensed that something was wrong. Having experienced hundreds of battles, his sensitivity towards danger was extremely great. He immediately stopped fighting and retreated behind his back.

Swish!

A cold light flashed under the evil ghost's eyes. However, it didn't feel any pain or anything strange from its body.

"Tsk, playing tricks on me." The evil spirit curled its lips disapprovingly. Perhaps the previous crisis had been a hallucination caused by its stress.

"Oh, then where did your arm go?" A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask, reminding the evil ghost in front of him of this.

"What arm?" The evil ghost subconsciously looked at his arm. This look scared him because his left arm had been broken at some point. Blood gushed out like a geyser from the wound!

At the same time, his eyes were filled with fear. What a strange method, without any feeling of pain at all, he had lost his arm. Such an opponent was the most terrifying, killing someone without even realizing it!

"Mr. Jiang, did you see his trick?" The suited man said.

"To be honest, no." This Hua Wuqing's speed was terrifyingly fast, and his attack was as obscure as his own. In that short moment of exchange, coupled with the angle of the attack, it was true that he did not see the attack clearly, but one could be sure that the evil ghost's arm had been cut off by his scalpel!

The man in the suit didn't say anything else and continued watching the matches on the stage.

The evil spirit in the arena tore off a piece of cloth from his pants and tied it to the place where his arm was broken. It was necessary to at least stop the blood from flowing out, otherwise, it would be too tragic if the blood ran out before it could hit someone.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!" "As expected of my art piece, you are quite courageous. This is good as well, I will let you enjoy it!" Hua Wuqing slowly said as he looked at the evil ghost in front of him. His tone was filled with a cold and gloomy aura, as if he was more of a evil ghost than the one in front of him.

The evil ghost seemed to have been scared stiff by Hua Wuqing's previous actions. For a moment, it did not dare to act rashly. It only stared at the other party as it bit its lips, which had turned white from blood loss.

"Sigh, there's no point in continuing like this. Since you're not going to make a move, then I won't be polite!" The corner of Hua Wuqing's mouth slightly lifted, but no one else could see. His legs moved forward and his hands seemed to be preparing: "Relax, this time, I plan to create an art for you. Hmm, I have also prepared a name. It's called Blood Burial."

"You're going to fucking hit it! What nonsense are you talking about! " In fact, his heart was filled with fear, and his body was trembling with nervousness.

"Since you are so eager to see this perfect art, I will help you achieve your goal." A trace of malevolence flashed across Hua Wuqing's face as he quickly rushed towards the evil ghost. His speed was extremely fast, many times faster than the other party! Ling Lie's hands flashed with a cold light, as if lightning was streaking across the sky.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The evil ghost saw that there was no way out, so it could only give up. However, just as it was about to punch out, it suddenly realized that it lost all feeling in its arm, followed by its own body.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!" The funeral of blood is perfect! " Hua Wuqing stood back to his original position with a satisfied smile on his face as he spoke slowly while looking at the evil ghost in front of him.

"What is it? There's no change to this evil ghost at all? "

"That's right!" What a bloody funeral! Is this some kind of scam? "

"Have you guys noticed that this evil ghost can't move?!"

"It can't be that he was pointed at an acupoint, right? Just like the Medicine King back then, he directly paralyzed his opponent."

"Why do I feel that there's something wrong with his eyes? They seem very empty!"

"..."

Jiang Yunfan deeply furrowed his brows. Perhaps others might not be able to see it clearly this time, but he could see it clearly every time. But because of this, a deep chill ran through his heart.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

A cry of alarm rang out, and in everyone's terrified gaze, the body of the evil ghost in front of them was evenly split, and its body continued to fall down, the bright red blood turning the entire stage blood-red. When the evil ghost's entire body turned into minced meat on the ground, it really did look like a ground soaked in blood.

For a time, everyone was stunned into speechlessness by the shocking, terrifying, and bloody scene in front of them.

"Young Master Liu, we didn't invite a monster did we?" The steward looked at the scene on the stage and frowned. His eyes were filled with fear. Sometimes, crazy assassins were even more terrifying because they were reckless and there was no longer life or death in their minds.

"En, not bad. It's a monster." Liu Xin slowly recovered from his shock as he took a big gulp of red wine. Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on his face, "But, only a monster can subdue this Jiang Yunfan, right? "I'm looking forward to Jiang Yunfan's funeral. What kind of experience will it be like?"

"This …" The spectators below the stage were unable to recover from their shock for a long time. Some of them had already lost consciousness due to the stress in their hearts, and some of them even started vomiting on the side.

"Is the Medicine King still a human?"

"This method is so strange!" This power is too terrifying! "

"He directly dismembered a person into a million pieces. I don't think he'll be able to eat anymore in the next few days!"

"How can we fight like this?" Seeing this scene, my scalp will go numb, and I will no longer have the desire to go up onto the stage. "

"Where's the Medicine King? I think he might be able to fight! "

"Let me see? His legs must have been scared stiff by this scene! "

"Look at this fellow called the Medicine King's nemesis. He is obviously here for the Medicine King. Seems like the Medicine King won't have much luck this time!"

"..."

The referee waited for the staff members to clean up the meat before using a handkerchief to cover his nose and walking up the stage, his face extremely pale, obviously feeling uncomfortable from the previous scene, he tried his best to calm down and announced to the audience below, "Under the brilliant performance of our Medicine King, we have once again obtained victory in this competition. May I ask, who will come up to challenge us now?"

When the referee's words came out, the audience immediately fell into silence.