Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

"Ah?" Yu Jia looked confused. She was a little confused about the situation. After all, the two of them hadn't fought yet.

"That man from the island country doesn't know how to use a samurai sword." Jiang Ran explained casually, "The reason why he carries a samurai sword with him and then throws it away after entering the ring is because he dared Sirius not to use weapons."

"His breathing and life energy are more powerful than Sirius. The only variable is the weapon."

"The moment you choose to fight the opponent with bare hands, Sirius is destined to lose."

Although Yu Jia didn't understand how Jiang Ran could judge life energy and breathing from such a distance, this didn't stop her from patting her chest happily.

"Fortunately, I didn't bet. I was planning to bet 10 yuan just now. If I lose, I will cry to death."

Libert was looking at the ring so intently at the moment that he had no time to pay attention to them, otherwise he would have become furious again.

on the ring.

After Sirius took a few small tentative steps, he roughly estimated the strength of this short devil.

The other party is not his opponent.

After Tianlang judged this, he no longer chose to remain in a stalemate. His steps were as fast as lightning, and he covered a distance of several meters in an instant and rushed in front of Ichiro Watanabe.

Watanabe Ichiro seemed to be a little panicked, and he made a chopping palm gesture with his right hand, slashing towards Tianlang in an attempt to seize the opportunity.

"Idiot." Sirius sneered sarcastically, clapped his hands together, and performed the move "Thunder". The strength of his whole body was integrated, and when he clapped his palms out, the sound was like thunder and the force was like thundering waves.

Panic flashed in Ichiro Watanabe's eyes, he did not dare to receive the palm forcefully, and staggered back a few steps.

it is good!

Countless billionaires, as well as women with various good looks, who were more reserved than the others outside, couldn't help but shout in support as they watched Sirius gain the upper hand with one blow.

Seeing that the dwarf gave in, Sirius pursued the victory with murderous intent and jumped directly to kill him.

But he suddenly discovered that there was no panic in the mung bean eyes of the little dwarf opposite him, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Standing up is definitely a taboo against the enemy.

The moment he reacted, a burst of blue light with extremely high lumen suddenly lit up on Ichiro Watanabe's shoulder.

Although Sirius closed his eyes instantly, the pain was still so painful that his eyes shed tears, and bursts of light continued to flash in the darkness.

Watanabe Ichiro suddenly stood still, standing on one foot, and took a long breath until his stomach bulged high, like a toad with one leg.

"A crane flows through the clouds."

As the toad's mouth opened, Watanabe Ichiro used one foot to shoot out.

He was already more than a head shorter than Sirius, and now he was curling up to exert his strength, which was as funny as a dwarf rushing towards a giant.

It stands to reason that Sirius should have responded the moment he made the move, but he was viciously stabbed in the eyes with a ray, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Watanabe Ichiro curled up to the ground, punched from top to bottom, and directly hit the vital part of Tianlang's lower body.

"Uh--"

Sirius let out a dull scream of pain. He could no longer stand still and staggered back two steps.

After Ichiro Watanabe's poisonous plan and sneak attack succeeded, he was even more merciless and punched Sirius in the waist.

Sirius tried his best to suppress the crushing pain coming from his lower body, trying to stabilize his body with blue veins on his face, but was directly hit by the punch and twitched.

Seeing him twitching, the dwarf from the island country seized the opportunity and walked around behind Sirius.

He stretched out his hand and climbed onto Sirius's neck, hanging on the latter's back like a long-armed monkey.

After Sirius was locked by the throat, he suddenly felt something bad. He forced his eyes open but still could only see a large spot of light.

He had no choice but to raise his palms and use his strength to shoot them randomly. The overflowing strong wind almost caused air waves around him, but he could not hit the extremely wretched Ichiro Watanabe at all.

The audience in the venue couldn't help but hold their breath. Each of them had bet a lot on Sirius, but it seemed that they were about to lose their bets.

Seeing that Tianlang struggled for a long time and wasted a lot of energy, Watanabe Ichiro hit him with a vicious punch on the other side of his waist.

Sirius twitched and let out a chilling scream, but Ichiro Watanabe had no intention of holding back.

He wrapped his arms around the opponent's arms and gradually felt the weakness of his body, and the fierce warrior's strength began to gradually dissipate.

Mung bean eyes flashed for a while, and with a sudden tug, Sirius instantly fell to the ground. The back of his head suddenly hit the steel plate, and his hands hung weakly aside.

Ichiro Watanabe approached cautiously, but saw Sirius, who was bleeding continuously from the back of his head. The moment he approached, he put his hands on the ground to get up and threw out a punch.

"Cannon killing punch!"

Sirius turned all his remaining power into this punch, and the strength and infinite killing intent contained in it were intimidating.

Watanabe Ichiro's face showed a bit of ridicule, he immediately stopped and turned sideways to avoid the dying punch.

"What a cunning Chinese, do you really think I can't see through your tricks?"

Sirius missed his blow, and his arms hung down weakly. The muscles in his body began to relax, and the strength gradually dissipated.

Only then did Ichiro Watanabe rush over, his right hand turned into a claw and grabbed his throat.

Sirius seemed to have already made up his mind to die, and did not say the word "reject" at all, or it was too late to say it.

Because Ichiro Watanabe directly scratched his throat, tore off the throat and trachea and pulled them out. Facing the blood spurting out in his face, he kicked him to the ground.

Sirius, who was stepped on by the dwarf devil, convulsed for a long time, until his whole body was soaked in blood, and his hands with broken nails stopped scratching the ground. He stared at the eyes that were about to burst and made no sound.

"Tianlang-san, Chengzheng."

Watanabe Ichiro pretended to bow to Tianlang's corpse.

There was silence in the venue. The death of Sirius and this bloody and tragic scene made many viewers feel chilly.

Liu Weicai's whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Everything that happened in this flash of lightning made him even have no time to react.

"Cheating!" Liu Weicai quickly walked into the center of the ring, endured the discomfort, glanced at Tianlang's body, and shouted at Ichiro Watanabe.

"You are wearing a very high lumen ray device, this is cheating!"

Following his lead, many people in the venue couldn't help but denounce: "Cheating! Cheating!"

Ichiro Watanabe ignored him, silently picked up the katana on the edge of the ring, and looked around.

The men and women caught by his gaze couldn't help but stop shouting, and then quickly turned their heads.

Ichiro Watanabe shrugged towards Liu Weicai, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Liu Sang, please don't slander the noble spirit of Bushido. I didn't cheat, I can only blame him for being inferior to others!"

"If you think I rely on cheating to win, please let Mr. Sirius confront me."

Liu Weicai stretched out his hand and pointed at him, trembling with anger.

Ichiro Watanabe held his katana and walked slowly to Yusuke Matsumoto who was standing at the edge of the ring.

Then he bent down with a solemn expression, holding the katana in both hands and handing it to the Japanese woman with the princess cut on her chest.

"Suzuki Hime, I deeply apologize for defiling your weapon."

The Japanese girl with a princess-cut ponytail looks very charming, but she looks at Ichiro Watanabe with extremely contemptuous eyes, as if she is looking at an extremely dirty pile of garbage.

She reached out to take her katana, took out the silk silk and wiped it with a look of disgust.

"Liu Sang, Watanabe-kun finally won the victory after a difficult battle." Yusuke Matsumoto walked up to the pale Liu Weicai and smiled hypocritically.

"Now it's your turn to fulfill your promise. I hope to see 5 million in cash before the turn of midnight."

Liu Weicai looked at him, his eyes full of anger and his voice dry: "There is not so much cash on the cruise ship. Time is too tight before midnight. The fastest is tomorrow."

Yusuke Matsumoto stretched out his fingers and waved: "No, no, no! Before midnight, otherwise I will spread the news that Xie Yuanjun is unwilling to fulfill his promise."

Liu Weicai became furious, stared at him and shouted: "How dare you!"

"Of course, there is another way." Matsumoto Yusuke suddenly pointed at Princess Kiri, "Masako-hime is the master of the second sword. If Liu Sang is willing to send boxers to hone her skills, it may not necessarily be necessary to fulfill the bet."

Liu Weicai looked at the charming Suzuki Masako, but he didn't have the slightest hint of excitement that he usually sees in beautiful women. Instead, he had a gloomy look on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"If you beat Suzuki Hime, the bet will be void." Matsumoto Yusuke's smile appeared on his face again, "If unfortunately we lose, we only need to increase the bet by 1 million."