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Chapter 153 The Birth of Nancang Heavenly King
in the afternoon.

At 12:40, the fourth round of semi-finals begins.

Number of people: five people from the South Dacang, six people from the East Dacang, six people from the West Dacang, and five people from the North Dacang.

Weapons: Saber, Nine-section Whip, Lock Dart, Broadsword, Dagger, Blood Droplet, Spear...

Rules: One-on-one, automatic promotion when there is a bye.

In other words, both South Dacang and Bei Dacang will give birth to a lucky person who will automatically advance to the fifth round of finals.

Pan Haodong's luck was not very good, he didn't draw No. [-] to be automatically promoted, and he was still No. [-].

He walked to the weapon bar, picked up a handful of two-finger-wide darts, and jumped onto the ring.

No. 1 is a middle-aged man with a height of 7 meters, nicknamed "Baguacheng", but Baguacheng's gossip is not a big mouth.

Bagua Cheng comes from the mainland, and Cheng Pai Bagua Zhang inherits martial arts masters. Before he was imprisoned, he kept doing his duty and opened a martial arts hall to teach apprentices for a living. Then, for some reason, his temperament began to change drastically, and he would kill people every now and then, or Gan doorman.

In order to arrest him and bring him to justice, the police sacrificed five people.

If it weren't for the death penalty on Hong Kong Island, Bagua Cheng would have been shot to death long ago.

The weapon selected by Bagua Cheng is a solid long spear, the craftsmanship is very rough, many parts of the handle are not polished smooth, only the tip of the gun is shiny.

If you look carefully, you can find that this long gun is freshly ground with No. 10 steel bars. It just so happens that there is a steel bar factory inside the Kokubun Prison, and Hajime can be regarded as making the best use of it.

"Baguazhang, Cheng Wei."

Bagua Cheng came to the stage and said.

"Wing Chun, Pan Haodong."

Pan Haodong didn't intend to reveal too much of his hole cards. Previously, he used Wing Chun in the fight, and the strength and speed were beyond ordinary people. This time, he wanted to make Ah Yi afraid of himself.

He is going to change his fighting style.

The battle is imminent.

After the two sides reported their homes to each other.

Bagua Cheng quickly stepped forward and followed the key points of Baguazhang's skills. He feinted with one hand and hit the opponent's eyes with the other, forcing the opponent to defend hurriedly.

Baguazhang has four key points of martial arts.

A punch.

Two dozen guts.

Three dots.

Four hits of arrows.

It is not difficult to understand the literal meaning of punching eyes and gallbladder.

Hitting points means attacking the opponent's weak links and acupoints, and hitting arrows refers to speed.

It's a pity that no matter how fast Bagua Cheng is, it's not as fast as the killing god's flying knife. Before the man rushed to the opponent, a flying knife was inserted into his chest and heart.

See you again!

But this time, it was even more shocking than last time.

Because Pan Haodong's flying knives are extremely fast and precise. Everyone present, except Ah Yi, who is practicing (pseudo) hard qigong, has the confidence to defend against the flying knives of killing gods. Turn pale.

the other side……

On the No. [-] ring in West Dacang, Huang Quan, who practiced evil kung fu, used "Ghost Shadow Pulse Interceptor" to touch the opponent's Achilles' heel, hugged (·人·) with both hands, and began to admire the appearance of a person before death.

Huang Quan just has this little habit. It feels good to see people dying and struggling. His heroic face is full of evil beauty.

"Aren, if you face Huang Quan, are you sure you can beat her?"

The prince asked in a low voice.

Masahiro Tachibana sat upright, and solemnly said: "If you have a weapon, I will kill her. If you don't have a weapon, she will kill me."

Masahiro Tachibana has practiced Bushido since he was a child. He has superb swordsmanship. With a sword or a long sword, he has a good chance of winning against Huang Quan. Without a weapon, the chance of winning is really not great.

Jiang Tiansheng asked abruptly: "Prince, what about you?"

"Let's open fifty-five!"

When the prince said this, his tone was weak.

Ever since he was defeated by Dongxing Shuiling three times, he had an inexplicable fear of strange women who resembled Shuiling. Huang Quan, who practiced evil kung fu, was agile and proficient in acupuncture points on the human body. No matter how strong the military force is, they still have to wait for death.

After all, not everyone is a king of strength, and they can use their kung fu to rush away if they are hit to death.

"Only fifty-fifty?"

Jiang Tiansheng clicked his tongue secretly.

Even Hong Xing God of War is no match for Huang Quan, Kokubun Prison is really full of talents, it seems that we have to find an opportunity to send someone in to open the door to accept people.

If you can receive a disciple like Shashen or Huang Quan, you will make a lot of money.

You can't just be good people and send talents to the prison. When necessary, you should also come in and recruit talents for your own use.

Dongxing Shuiling also had a similar idea.

It's just that Shui Ling thinks more, not only wants to win over Pan Haodong, but also greedy for the other's body, looking at the killing god with extremely hot eyes...

In the fourth round of the semi-finals, the participating prisoners showed their trump cards one after another.

Huang Quan hit people's dead spots, Ah Haili fought against a strong enemy, Taishan was very violent, and even used brute force in violation of regulations, using his hands to hoop his opponent to death in his arms.

Then, he stomped on the opponent's head.

In an instant, the sound of vomiting was endless, and at least one-fifth of the hundreds of guests present vomited.

Even when the prison guards were cleaning the ring, they couldn't help but spit out the overnight meal.

……

After half an hour.

The fifth round, the final begins.

At this time, the number of participants is only 12, and there are 3 people in each warehouse.

The method used is very simple, that is melee.

Three people fight wildly, whoever can stand at the end will be the king of heaven and get VIP special treatment, not only has a private bathroom, but also TV, Simmons, and can eat fresh fruit every day.

At this stage of the competition, in addition to the extremely confident Pan Haodong, Huang Quan and Taishan, even Beicang's popular player Ahai had fluctuations in his heart and was afraid of dying on the ring.

"We invite our 12 finalists to come on stage."

Snakehead, the guest host who had been paddling, was called to the ring by Hajime to liven up the atmosphere: "The first group of opponents are the God of Death, White God and Red Devil from Minami Okura."

"Everyone knows the players, so I won't waste my words on introducing them."

"Now I announce that the first match of the fifth round of finals...begins..."

Whizzing!

Two throwing knives pierced the sky and sank into the foreheads of the White God and the Red Devil like lightning.

The scene was suddenly silent.

How did it end at the beginning?
What the hell, the entrance fee of several thousand yuan depends on this?
It's too inexperienced.

Get your money back!
"Uh……"

The snake head who was hypnotized by Pan Haodong and paid for him said excitedly: "Although it is hard to believe, but the facts are in front of us. We have to admit that the Nancang Heavenly King competition is over."

"The first heavenly king has been born."

"He is... Killing God!"

"Applause rings out."

The snake head raised his hands first, feeling extremely proud that his master won the seat of heavenly king.

Huang Quan, Tai Shan, and Ah Hai, who were also hypnotized, clapped their hands and thought, "Brother Dong is worthy of being my master. He actually has such a terrifying flying knife technique!"

"Pan Haodong, you will be my second man."

Shui Ling, who was sitting on the VIP seat, watched Pan Haodong quietly, like a spring-haired tigress watching its prey.

Ah Yi looked at Pan Haodong with a little more fear.

After the other spectators were shocked, they began to whisper.

"Killing gods is as good as the name suggests."

"He's too strong."

"I'm wet!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)