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Chapter 292 Instant Kill Hawk!

Before standing in the arena, Yan Chong had many thoughts in his mind.

He was considering whether to take advantage of the chaos to summon the cobra and kill him.

As long as the cobra is dealt with, Hawk no longer has to follow his orders.

But the two of them had already stood on the arena, so there was no way to escape.

In the arena, there is only life and death.

Only one victor will be able to leave alive.

Yan Chong also thought about simply giving up the game and teleporting away, but that would mean the failure of the entire dungeon.

And doing so will not solve Hawk's slavery problem either.

He will stay here, facing one fierce enemy after another, until he collapses from exhaustion.

Yan Chong was thinking, but Hawke didn't give him time to think.

He was bound by orders, waving his big wrench like a wheel.

His strength and agility are very high, and Yan Chong has no way to dodge easily.

Even with side dodging and sliding shovel, he couldn't dodge all the attacks, and he took a heavy one very quickly.

Fortunately, because of the double blessing of the stone skin and dragon scales, Yan Chong was not injured.

Yan Chong relaxed a little, but he didn't think of a good solution.

Yan Chong even thought about whether he should use the power of Hawke's blow just now to fake death, pretend to be knocked down by Hawke, and then take the opportunity to escape when he was pulled to the morgue.

But he thought of the cobra's bad taste.

In the previous games, the victorious Cobras all ordered Hawke to cut their enemies into pieces.

This is partly to demonstrate Hawke's power, but also to make sure that the opponent is not faking his death.

Although this is not what Hawke wanted, he executed it without exception.

Divide the corpse?

Or was it smashed in the head?
Yan Chong didn't want to die so badly.

There was no other way, Yan Chong could only launch a counterattack after being cornered.

Although Hawke's attack is very sharp, his defensive movements are also very proficient.

Yan Chong didn't draw the knife, but just punched it with his fist, which reflected his last friendship with Hawke.

He just hoped that his punch could knock Hawke unconscious. No matter what other people asked, he also wanted to leave Hawke with a whole body.

Of course, if he really couldn't beat him, Yan Chong would have no choice but to use Immortal Slash.

Yan Chong's boxing style didn't change much, and he didn't even launch a finishing move.

So Hawke defended Yan Chong's punch perfectly. Yan Chong's fist hit his big wrench, and his body immediately formed a perfect bow shape, which was able to fully unload the force.

But his big wrench was visibly bent into a twist, and then was smashed into his body by the subsequent momentum.

Hawk's body was directly blasted with a big hole from the chest to the back by Yan Chong, and even the spine was pulled out by two sections by the marijuana flower.

His two arms were also stuffed into the hole in his chest along with the marijuana flowers, and his whole body was turned out from the inside out.

Apart from the fact that his head is still there, he can't tell that he was once a person at all.

Hawk's eyes were full of disbelief, and he couldn't even close his eyes.

But Yan Chong was equally surprised.

I don't have such a strong power either!
The expected damage of the fist is only three points, and even if the damage is doubled in the stone form, it is only six points.

Even Fei Duanhong wouldn't be able to kill him with six points of damage, let alone a person like you who can be beaten into a sieve by a gun?
Are you committing suicide on purpose?
It wasn't until Yan Chong heard the exclamation from the narrator above that he understood.

"The star in the north of the city killed the dragon of the wilderness with an unrivaled punch..."

Yan Chong: "..."

Are you saying that it’s not a good idea to name him Qidian? He has to be called Dragon of the Wilderness?
Although the Dragon of the Wild sounds more imposing than a slug, and the arena really needs an imposing name, but you are not hurting him!
Of course, no one else knew about this except Yan Chong himself, so they can't be blamed.

Yan Chong had never seen Hawke's true strength, so he killed him.

I don't know why, but I still have a little regret.

Also the rookie king under Garcia, just now everyone watched Yan Chong dodge and was beaten by Hawke. In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field changed. Yan Chong punched Hawke to pieces. .

So the audience immediately exploded.

Many of them bought Hawke to win, after all, Hawke's figure looks stronger.

So these people began to tear up the small tickets in their hands again, and angrily threw the objects in their hands into the arena.

There were also shouts and curses against Yan Chong all around.

Now this situation is obviously not a good opportunity for revenge against Cobra.

So Yan Chong suppressed his anger, saluted all around in a gentlemanly manner, and then left the arena with a smile on his face.

During the whole process, Yan Chong didn't even turn his head, as if everything was insignificant.

As for Hawke's body, it was left crooked in place, waiting for the cleaners to come and adjust it.

Garcia looked at the cobra next to him, and said with a smile, "The newcomer you found is not very good!"

What a treacherous cobra, he immediately replied: "Of course, in terms of eyesight, how can I be as good as you, boss?"

Garcia is still a sucker for flattery.

Anyway, the winner was Yan Chong, and the money did not fall into the hands of others. He even made a small bet that Yan Chong would win, so he was in a good mood.

He taunted the cobra a few more words, and led the team back.

That night, Garcia naturally held a celebration banquet.

Not only added food for everyone, but even brought out some wine.

In the case of extremely insufficient food production, wine is the greatest luxury.

They are even rarer than those chemically formulated anesthetics.

Even Garcia didn't have much in his hands.

But he was able to take it out at this time, which is enough to show his joy.

Drinking is of course not a difficult thing for Yan Chong, but there is no doubt that the taste of the wine here is not very good.

Yan Chong just took a sip and felt sick to the point of vomiting. He was as sad as if he had actually eaten a mouthful of refried beans.

So Yan Chong quickly resigned on the excuse that he was too drunk.

Cobra, on the other hand, acted like a social person, raising his glass frequently and telling Garcia some praiseworthy things.

People in the wasteland don't have the wine table culture of the Chinese dynasty. The wine is actually for the meal, but no one can refuse a skilled sycophant.

Especially when Cobra's trump card died, he had to hug Garcia's thigh tightly to stabilize his position.

So he drank a little too much this time.

When he returned to his room drunk, and called two beauties who were serving the bed, he wanted to vent his depression.

A man's voice rang in his ear: "Do you remember me?"

As soon as the cobra raised its head, it was so frightened that the three souls disappeared and the seven souls disappeared.

Hawk?

(End of this chapter)