bullyxtreme 125. Mr. Satan’s great battle
125. Mr. Satan’s great battle
125. Mr. Satan’s great battle
The game between Leping and Tao Baibai came to an end. Leping easily defeated the senior. Next, it was TJ Fan’s turn.
TJ Fan seemed to have not yet come out of the shadow of his uncle Tao Baibai's fragile defeat. He walked onto the ring uneasily.
His opponent, a man who calls himself Mr. Satan, appears extremely arrogant.
As the new champion of the World Combat Skills Competition, Mr. Satan carefully placed the championship gold belt that represented glory on the edge of the ring, and then stepped onto the ring with a backpack.
"Mr. Satan, the use of props is prohibited in the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament. Please do not bring any props to the arena." The sunglasses referee tried to stop him, but Mr. Satan used his confident words to dispel the sunglasses referee's doubts.
"Don't worry, this is not a prop used in battle."
"Is it some kind of drug? Mr. Satan, although this conference has not explicitly stipulated it, taking drugs does not seem to be a good thing."
"Hahaha" Mr. Satan laughed loudly: "You are thinking too much. Just watch how I, Mr. Satan, can use that kind of thing."
Then, Mr. Satan took out a stack of tiles from his backpack.
Even Zhang Wutian in the room couldn't stand it anymore, and he began to think about whether to use invisible qigong or other techniques to drive this guy off the stage directly.
Then came the boring tile splitting session, and Mr. Satan's actions caused the whole audience to fall into silence.
"That idiot, what is he doing?"
"Seems like he's showing off his strength."
"Show off your strength and break the tiles"
"Doesn't he know the true strength of martial artists? Isn't he a country bumpkin who ran away from a small place with closed information?"
"It's a shame for martial artists"
"Why can such a person enter the finals by cheating?"
There were whispers in the audience, but Mr. Satan thought that everyone was impressed by his powerful power.
"Hahaha, you all have seen my strength, right? I, Mr. Satan, was not satisfied after winning the World Combat Skills Competition. In the following years, I continued to challenge myself, practicing in the mountains, meditating under waterfalls, and now I am already invincible in the world.”
"Is this guy a real idiot?" TJ Fan, who had already released a little breath, found that Mr. Satan in front of him didn't even have the skills to sense the opponent's breath. There seemed to be a hint of aura on his body, but it was completely wild. Luzi, I'm afraid, as he said, it was a little bit of strength gained through practicing in the deep mountains and meditating under the waterfall.
"Hahaha, don't worry, I will be merciful and won't smash your bones like tiles."
tj rice: ""
With Mr. Satan laughing wildly, the third final began.
"Take the move, Satan's Iron Fist"
TJ Fan flicked his hand and Mr. Satan flew out
"Hey, my foot slipped a bit, haha, you're lucky, I'm going to be serious next time." Mr. Satan, who hit the ground head first, covered his face and stood up. Seeing this scene, the audience booed around him. Voice.
Amid scattered boos, Mr. Satan struck again.
"Look at my Satanic Flying Kick"
Tjfan caught Satan's flying kick and then threw him away again.
"You bastard, the ground is really uneven, and I fell again."
Satan landed on his head again, and then stood up again. He covered his head that started to bleed, and once again took a stance.
He looked like a clown with his face painted in oil paint.
"Haha, good luck can't save you for the third time. I'm going to use my real trick next."
After all, he was a man who claimed to have practiced in the mountains. Such a Satan seemed to have some power.
Then, he shouted loudly: "Look at my invincible Satan's explosive flying kick."
"This guy, after the fight, can't you feel the difference between us at all?" Facing Satan who rushed over again and again, TJ Fan was speechless. He used a little strength to kick Satan away.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch." However, Satan did not fall down as TJ fan expected, he stood up unsteadily again.
"Is it over?" TJ Fan decided to end this ridiculous game and walked towards his opponent.
"Haha, are you coming? Just come here with all your strength. I, Mr. Satan, will never lose." The disgraced Satan said stiffly.
The next moment, at least in the eyes of the surrounding audience and Mr. Satan himself, tj rice appeared in front of Mr. Satan as if teleporting, and punched Satan with a heavy but powerful punch that would not kill ordinary people. On Mr.
This time it was no longer a casual blow, but a real punch with the intention of knocking Mr. Satan down completely. This punch once again knocked Mr. Satan away.
This time, Mr. Satan finally fell to the ground. Seeing this, the referee in sunglasses started counting the seconds.
Seeing this scene, the audience talked a lot.
"TJ Fan is so lucky this time, he actually met a parallel importer."
"That's right, how could you let that kind of guy sneak in? The level of the game has been lowered by him."
"I heard that he is also the champion of some world fighting competition. It is probably a low-level competition. The World's Best Martial Arts Competition is completely different from that kind of competition."
With the commotion from the audience, the countdown of the referee in sunglasses also reached the end.
"89 Oh my god, the Satan player stood up again"
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"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Satan clutched his stomach, panted heavily, and stood up from the ground with difficulty.
"That punch just now was good, but such a punch cannot defeat my world champion, Mr. Satan."
"This time it was tj fan's turn to be surprised. The punch just now was actually not weak. tj fan was confident that Mr. Satan would fall to the ground, but things went beyond his expectations again.
"Because I was afraid of killing the other party, I subconsciously showed mercy. No, the other party was not a simple clown. This was the defensive force formed by meditating under the waterfall."
Tjfan thought to himself, looking at his opponent who was struggling to stand, he decided to take the initiative again and end this game completely.
"Boom" Even the sound of the blow changed this time, and Mr. Satan flew out again like a kite with a broken string.
But he still didn't fall down and stood up supporting his already scarred body.
"I can't lose, I'm the world champion."
Mr. Satan, who was already clueless, stretched out his arms and rushed towards TJ Fan. TJ Fan sidestepped. Mr. Satan, who failed to touch TJ Fan, relied on inertia to rush forward for a certain distance, and then fell down with a plop. Go down.
"Hey, the ground is so slippery, I fell down again." He tried his best to support his body, but he couldn't exert his strength, his whole body ached, and his body almost turned into a bloody man.Mr. Satan couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled.
"This is the end, that's fine. I'm a human, how can I fight against monsters?"
With this thought, the anger that had kept Mr. Satan going until now finally disappeared.Mr. Satan gave up resistance and lay on the ground helplessly.
"That's right, it's over this way, so you can get the comfort of ordinary people. My body hurts so much. I'm so stupid. Why do I have to persist until now and let this damn game end soon?"
"Mr. Satan, come on!" At this moment, an audience member who had watched the World Combat Skills Competition suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
Although it was a low-level fighting competition, completely incomparable with the world's best martial arts tournament, Mr. Satan's tenacity in that competition shocked him greatly.
After the eye-opening experience of the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, this audience member had already given up supporting Mr. Satan, but when he saw Mr. Satan standing up again and again, the original shock resurfaced again.
When he heard someone cheering for him, Mr. Satan, who had already given up resistance, was shocked.
Next to him happened to be the world championship gold belt that had been placed on the edge of the ring.
The blood dripped from Mr. Satan's body, and the red blood fell on the golden belt drop by drop, just like the golden belt representing the champion shed tears of blood.
"Are you even crying for my gold belt? Damn it, how could the world champion fall here and still have someone trust me? Move your body."
After exhausting all the strength in his body and draining away all the strength hidden in his muscles, bones, and even his spirit, the panting Mr. Satan stood up again and took a stance.
"Satan" he shouted in a voice that was countless times weaker than when he appeared: "Magic and super invincible"
At some point, the boos all around disappeared, and the audience became silent, watching this boring battle that could be called an ant challenging an elephant, and watching Mr. Satan who had turned into a bloody man challenge TJ who was absolutely impossible to defeat. meal.
Facing an absolutely invincible and powerful enemy, Mr. Satan used all his strength and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Powerful Iron Fist"
Shouting the ridiculous move name, Satan staggered and sprinted towards TJ Fan like an ugly duck.
"Come on, world champion"
Facing such Satan, TJ Fan took a serious stance, as seriously and cautiously as if he were a real opponent.
Mr. Satan rushed toward TJ Fan crookedly, as if he would fall at any moment. As he ran, a line of blood followed him all the way.
Even though it seemed like he was stumbling, Mr. Satan persisted until the end. He successfully rushed in front of TJ Fan and waved his fist.
tj rice moved.
He instantly arrived in front of Mr. Satan, deflected his opponent's weak fist, and then hit Satan in the abdomen with a palm.
A circle of air waves erupted all around, and the dust on the ground was blown outward, forming a ring.
After receiving TJ Fan's serious slap, Mr. Satan stiffened for a moment, and finally lost consciousness and hung on TJ Fan's palm.
Tjfan held Mr. Satan's shoulders and laid him horizontally on the ground.
Medical staff carrying a stretcher quickly rushed to the ring. When the stretcher carried Mr. Satan away, TJ Fan picked up the discarded world championship gold belt and carefully placed it next to Mr. Satan.
"You are a good opponent. I believe you will become stronger. Come and fight me again when the time comes."
At the same time, there was loud applause from all around.
In the eyes of the audience, this was a fight worthy of their applause.
"That Mr. Satan, did you have such a side when you were young?" Zhang Wutian was also applauding. While applauding, he looked at Mr. Satan being carried away.
Although he is still very weak now, with a little training, he should be able to become a good player.
Considering Mr. Satan's luck and performance in the original work, Zhang Wutian had the idea of taking him into his sect.
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Although she is still young now, in a few years she will probably give birth to a lovely daughter.
Taking into account the daughter of Mr. Satan in the original work, Zhang Wutian, who is the god of lolicon and the god of ghosts, had the idea of taking her into his sect.