The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1141 Karate? A complete mess!
Macau, the scene of the million-dollar mixed martial arts competition,
Due to the revenge of the vacuum, the atmosphere of the entire game has been completely blown up.

Looking at the audience cheering like a wave, Zhang Cheng took off his robe with one hand, revealing his angular muscles.

"Zhang Sheng, Zhang Sheng, I will support you!"

"Zhang Sheng, I love you!"

"Zhang Cheng, come on!"

"Master Zhang, don't lose!"

"I'm your fan, Zhang Cheng, keep going!"

As he heard all kinds of shouts, Zhang Cheng raised his arms and made a victory gesture.

Looking at such an arrogant man, Ji Zhenkong shouted angrily: "Are you not going to start the game yet?"

"Both players are in position!"

As the referee shouted, Zhang Cheng and Ji Zhenkong came to the center of the stage.
"Want a fist bump?"

The referee spoke to the two people and asked,

"I'm not interested in greeting a dying person!"

Looking at the extremely vacuum, Zhang Cheng showed a playful expression on his face.

"idiot!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, Ji Zhenkong was already enraged and wanted to tear him to pieces right now.
As the most talented disciple of the Kara Tezuka school, Nakajima Kuma is a killer in Japan.

But I didn’t expect that I would be beaten into a vegetable as soon as I came to Macau to participate in the competition!
Moreover, the opponent is an unknown person, and his main occupation is not even a fighter!

"Ding!"

"Game start!"

As the referee roared, Ji Zhenkong's thoughts were pulled back to reality. He raised his foot and kicked towards Zhang Cheng's head with a quick, accurate and fierce high kick.

Facing the extremely vacuum move, Zhang Cheng also raised his foot and swept fiercely.
"Oh!"

The two men's legs smashed in mid-air, and the referee beside them immediately heard the sound of bones breaking.

"Drink!"

With a roar of pain, Ji Zhenkong slapped Zhang Cheng with his backhand.

Facing his moves, Zhang Cheng also raised his palm knife and rushed towards the opponent.

"Oh!"

The palm knife hit Zhang Cheng's shoulder blade, and Ji Zhenkong immediately felt a sharp pain.
But in the next second, Ji Zhenkong screamed in pain.

"What happened? Oh my god, the Ultra Vacuum player seems to be injured, his shoulder is dented."

Looking at the game screen in amazement, the audience was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became excited.

Because this is a real bloody fight to the death, both sides attacked without leaving any room for maneuver at all!
Taking a half step back, Ji Zhenkong endured the pain, turned around and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

Facing his moves, Zhang Cheng grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand, twisted it violently and said: "Karate? It's a mess. Let me show you what a real killing skill is!"

Taking a half step back, Zhang Cheng crossed his palms and moved forward.

Just when the referee realized something was wrong, Zhang Cheng punched Ji Zhenkong in the chest.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone cracking, and Ji Zhenkong couldn't help but spit out blood.

But when he saw the increasingly crazy murderous intent in Zhang Cheng's eyes, he immediately wanted to surrender.
"puff!"

"Xingyi!"

The old ape hung the seal, and with his palm as support, Zhang Cheng directly smashed Ji Zhenkong's teeth, making it unable to speak.
While the other party was retreating, Zhang Cheng stomped his feet and shouted angrily: "Iron Mountain!"

"Oh!"

The body was thrown out like a cannonball, and the vacuum hit the iron net, and a loud noise came from the body.

As the audience watched Ji Zhenkong being beaten to the point of vomiting blood, they immediately roared in excitement.

"This extreme vacuum contestant seems to be almost dying!"

"No, that's not the case. Player Ji Zhenkong is very strong. He didn't say anything to surrender." Ji Zhenkong: Why the hell am I surrendering? I can't even say a word!

"Tongbei!"

Approaching the vacuum, Zhang Cheng smashed his hands like a whip.
Looking at Ji Zhenkong who was struggling on the iron net, most people saw the problem, but they could not intervene at all because Zhang Cheng really wanted to beat him to death!
Moreover, in the ring, the referee is the authority. No one can interfere with the game before he calls a stop!

"Baguazhang!"

Surrounded by the vacuum, Zhang Cheng's palms kept hitting his body, like a wooden man during boxing practice.
By the time the referee realized something was wrong, the vacuum was already completely hopeless.

"collapse!"

Then he raised his hand and punched Ji Zhenkong's heart. A terrible vibration wave immediately appeared on his back.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out, Ji Zhenkong knelt on the ground, and collapsed on the stage.

Looking coldly at Ji Zhenkong, Zhang Cheng smiled, raised his arms and shouted, "Who else!"

"Oh my god, the Ultra Vacuum contestant looks like he's in great danger!"

"The medical staff has already arrived, but I hope that the Ultra Vacuum player won't end up like his junior brother!"

Just as the two hosts were opening their mouths, the referee stepped forward, raised Zhang Cheng's arm and said, "The winner is Zhang Cheng!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the air, and the champion of the million-dollar mixed martial arts competition was announced.
When countless people who were following the game saw Zhang Cheng's final shout, their hearts trembled.

Because if I really step into the ring with this guy, I might not be able to get off!
On the stage after the game, the organizer came forward with a very large check.
After signing the formalities, Zhang Cheng took a group photo with the hosts.
Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, a host said, "Mr. Zhang, were you worried when you heard about the replacement of the contestant?"

"Why are you worried? Are you afraid that I can't beat you?"

Zhang Cheng started to tease the host.
"Mr. Zhang Cheng, the Ultra Vacuum contestant had already died when he was sent to the hospital. What do you think? Did you intend to kill him?"

Right after the group photo was taken, the reporters below started asking questions.

"He didn't survive? What a pity! I thought he could survive! I was too careless."

Zhang Cheng spoke with a look of regret, then said: "It seems that we signed a statement of responsibility before going on stage!"

"Yes, that's right, but you"

Just as the reporter was about to continue speaking, Zhang Cheng sneered, "Since it's already been signed, if he comes looking for revenge, I can beat him to death, that's fine, right? Hahaha!"

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the reporters were all dumbfounded.

Walking forward, Zhang Cheng pointed at the screen in front of him and said, "If there are any foreign players who still want to challenge me, then come over, because I will definitely beat you to death!"

After saying this, Zhang Cheng handed the microphone to the host, then turned and left. However, his cool and carefree appearance made people feel a chill.
How arrogant does one have to be to say such things!

But the problem is that Zhang Cheng dares to be so arrogant, he really has the capital!

From boxing to mixed martial arts, basically any opponent who meets him will be eliminated in one round.
And if there is any difference, it is whether you can survive!

But so far, except for Wu Liang who was slightly less injured, the rest of the players have basically suffered psychological trauma. Even the world boxing champion Morgan announced that he would never fight in a boxing ring again.

Because even if he didn't die, he was crippled by Zhang Cheng!

Zhang Cheng: If you fight me, do you have the ability to survive?

"Mr. Zhang, your bonus has been deposited into your account. As for the tax, we have already taken care of it for you!"

The bank staff laughed as they spoke to Zhang Cheng in front of them.

“Taxation is an honor!”

Looking at the bank staff, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "By the way, will you hold this mixed martial arts competition next year?"

"Um, sorry, Mr. Zhang, you have been blacklisted by MMA."

Looking at Zhang Cheng, the organizer spread his hands awkwardly.

"What the hell? I didn't fake the fight!"

Zhang Cheng questioned the organizer.

“But you can kill people!”

The organizer looked at Zhang Cheng helplessly and was speechless, because such a good superstar could no longer be used!
(End of this chapter)