Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

The other grandmasters were all stunned. Seeing the dissuasive look on Grandmaster Zhou's face, King Chuang also stopped him.

"King Chuang, don't stand in my way. Only this battle can clear my innocence!"

Grandmaster Zhou faced Ostow, his eyes full of determination, showing no fear of life or death at all, and only filled with unbearable hatred for Ostow.

"Slander me, I will kill you!"

Grandmaster Zhou was furious and took action, launching three darts at random. The speed was extremely fast, like the speed of a phantom, and it also carried a blue light. This was the existence of spiritual power gathered into one point.

But Ostrovsky had a mocking look on his face. If any grandmaster wanted to fight him in the middle stage, he would be asking for shame.

Facing the three darts, Ostrovsky waved his hand casually, and a strong energy blocked his body. The three darts actually hit it, unable to pass through, and made a clanging sound.

Everyone else has changed their minds. They know that Ostrovsky is very strong and is not inferior to King Chuang at all, but he is still too strong. Even the Grandmaster cannot touch him in the mid-term.

Grandmaster Zhou also had a look of shock on his face. The power of his move was not weak. Even a strong person in the middle stage of the Grand Master had to deal with it with all his strength, but the other party was able to neutralize it so easily.

"Although I know that my life is not long, I still want to fight you to the end. This is the spirit of a practitioner in the martial arts world. I did not kill Cang Taidou!"

Grandmaster Zhou rushed towards Ostrovsky, his spiritual power surged out crazily, and there were countless darts all over his body, as if thousands of darts were moving at once, all of them were shot at Ostrovsky.

But Ostrovsky sneered again and again and said bluntly: "Why waste time? You and I are like the sun and the moon."

"Fuck you, sun and moon, I will splatter your blood even if I die, how dare you slander me!"

Grandmaster Zhou's eyes were red, he didn't care at all, he shot with all his strength, and Ostrovsky turned countless darts into an iron ball.

The darts were useless, so Grandmaster Zhou used his hands. Blessed by his spiritual power, he was extremely powerful. He swung out his fists like teleporting tiger fists, carrying an illusory power.

Ostrovsky grabbed his hands and squeezed them casually. Grandmaster Zhou's expression immediately changed.

Everyone present heard a shattering sound. Grandmaster Zhou's hand must have been shattered and fractured, and spiritual power was injected into it. The pain caused him to break out in cold sweat and scream.

Ostrovsky did not stop. He pulled hard and actually tore off Grandmaster Zhou's arm. Then with a shock of spiritual energy, his arm turned into ashes and fell down without a drop of blood falling to the ground.

Grandmaster Zhou looked at the wound on his missing arm, with cold sweat pouring from his forehead, his lips turned white, and he was teetering as if he was about to fall.

"Grandmaster Zhou!"

Wang Taidou shed tears, filled with grief and anger. Unfortunately, he couldn't help him, and even if he helped, he couldn't change the solution.

King Chuang's spiritual power surged all over his body, and his suit was destroyed by him at this moment, but he didn't care at all, and stared at Ostrovsky with his eyes.

"Go to hell, it's time to end!"

Ostrovsky walked towards Grandmaster Zhou, and his fist was not surprising, but he hit Grandmaster Zhou's chest very quickly. With just one punch, Grandmaster Zhou's chest was pierced, revealing a huge hole.

Almost all the grandmasters present shed tears. This feeling of being unable to help made them very decadent. It turned out that the grand masters were also in such a helpless and incompetent situation.

Grandmaster Zhou came forward for the sake of the Northeastern martial arts community, and also to prove his innocence. All of this was Hong Maozi's fault and a frame-up plan.

Grandmaster Zhou fell, and his heart could still be seen in the hole, which was extremely bright red and slowly stopped beating.

Ostrovsky wanted to put his foot down and completely crush Grandmaster Zhou's body into a meat pie, but King Chuang took action.

A heavy punch struck Ostrovsky mercilessly, knocking him back three meters.

"That's enough. You still want to take action when someone is dead. I really want us to fight with you!"

Ostrovsky shook his arm to dispel Chuang Wang's strength, showed a faint smile, and stopped attacking.

This first game was obviously won by Ostrovsky's crushing. If the red-haired man wins another game, everything will be over.

"I'll do the second one!"

Wang Taidou stood up and looked at the group of red-haired men with cold eyes. Except for Ostrovsky and Varya, he would not be afraid of the rest.

"I'll do it!"

This person is relatively young and his name is Chinov, but his strength is also at the peak of the mid-stage Grandmaster, not inferior to Wang Taidou in the slightest.

Both sides were at war with each other, both looking into each other's eyes without any fear or even blinking.

"Let's get started."

King Chuang made a speech, and the battle for life between the two sides began. This was bound to be a battle full of gunpowder.

"Die!"

Wang Taidou's body swelled up, and he was like a giant. Many martial arts circles in the Northeast like to practice hard, and they are all famous for their strength.

Wang Taidou clenched his fists, a stream of light emerged, and when he punched out, there was actually a trace of ripples, making Chuang Wang and others applaud.

On the other hand, Ostrovsky and the others looked a bit grim, knowing that this battle might be dangerous.

"Come on, Chinov!"

The red-haired boys also cheered for their players. If they win this game, there will be no need to play the third game.

But Varya smiled and said: "Chinov is going to lose."

The others looked at him with anger. Although Varya was stronger than them, there was no need to curse his own people like this.

Varya looked unconcerned and waited quietly against the wall.

Wang Taidou's fist struck out, and Chinov hurriedly used his spiritual power to fight against it. Hong Maozi was also good at strength training and learned it from the West.

The fists of the two sides collided, and violent force erupted. A sound like the sky was falling, which shook people's eardrums.

The movement in the building obviously attracted the attention of many people, but with the master guarding it, no one could get even closer.

Wang Taidou and Chinov exchanged punches, and both of them took a few steps back, but he didn't stop for even a moment and punched out again. The fists from the other hand fell like raindrops. This was the speed of his punches.

And the strength is not reduced at all.

Chinov was a little unable to resist, and he was hit by several punches. His breath suddenly became weak, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wang Taidou looked like his eyes were about to burst. It was obvious that he wanted to avenge Master Zhou and wanted to win this game.

At this time, Chinov's whole body was dented because his fist speed was not as fast as Wang Taidou's, so he suffered losses everywhere. In the end, he had no chance to attack at all and could only defend with all his strength.

The two sides fought for more than ten minutes. Chinov's strength was greatly consumed, and even his defense was somewhat inadequate.

Wang Taidou seized the opportunity, grabbed Chinov's arm, and landed his fist on Chinov's chest. He struck out with hundreds of punches, sending Chinov flying.

When he fell, his chest was extremely sunken and his breath was completely gone.

In this second game, Wang Taidou regained a victory, boosted everyone's morale, and avenged Grandmaster Zhou.