The infinite comprehension system of the city

Chapter 384

"Where are you from? Man, you're in such a rush."

A burly Caucasian man looked at the thin Han Feng, squeezed his fists with a grim expression on his face.

This Caucasian man is more than two meters tall, and his muscles are like the weather-beaten but still hard rocks in the Alps.In front of him, Han Feng looked like a bean sprout.

"It's not a good habit to interrupt other people's duels halfway." Another man held two knives and looked at Han Feng gloomyly.His figure is much thinner than Han Feng's, but his eyes are full of fierceness.

Han Feng looked at his palm, and there were layers of calluses on it.

Although the other party babbled for a while, Han Feng couldn't understand the other party's language at all.He hasn't learned English yet, but in many cases, language is not the only means of communication, especially when you don't plan to have a good conversation with the other party, point out your finger, point at the two people, and then hook your fingers again, Han Feng's intention to challenge the clams is very strong.

"you wanna die!"

The burly man saw the contempt in Han Feng's eyes, and suddenly he was furious.With a roar as soon as he touched his fists, the burly man rushed towards Han Feng.

The burly man was full of confidence in his fists.He once smashed the heads of countless people with his fists in the martial arts conference, and he also smashed the hardest rock with his fists on the highest mountain in the Alps. It was smashed into a meat paste.

But now, a guy like bean sprouts dares to provoke him?

"I'm going to knock you flat, you yellow-skinned monkey!" The burly man shouted viciously at Han Feng.

Just as the burly man rushed towards Han Feng, the guy with the two knives also moved.

He insidiously hid himself behind the burly man. If the burly man was defeated by Han Feng, he would be able to strike him unexpectedly from behind.If Han Feng was smashed to the ground by that burly man, then he could also give him a knife.

But at that time, the knife was aimed at the burly man.

A sound of wind rang in the ears of the burly man, and the burly man felt as if his head had been hit in the forehead by a huge boulder. With a sound of "Wei", the burly man fell directly to the ground, his mind still buzzing.

"It didn't explode?" Han Feng pouted, feeling that the burly man's head was hard.

The eyelids of the man with two swords behind the burly man twitched violently, and he regretted rushing over.But now that the arrow is on the string, he has no choice.

what!

The icy light of the knife came on and slashed at Han Feng's head.Han Feng stretched/stretched out two fingers, flicked lightly, first snapped one steel knife into two pieces, and then firmly clamped the other steel knife in his fingers.

"Crack!"

The man with two swords tried his best to withdraw his steel knife, but the steel knife did not budge.The man with two swords immediately dropped his sword decisively and rolled backwards.

"Thank you."

Han Feng held the hilt of the steel knife he had snatched in his hand, and grinned at the man.

In the next second, Han Feng's steel knife sliced ​​across the burly man's neck.

"Grumble!"

The huge head rolled out along the ground, and the headless body of the burly man twitched twice.Han Feng raised the steel knife. On the polished surface of the steel knife, the stained blood gathered together, and then flowed along the blade to the tip of the knife with a "tick" and fell to the ground.

"The steel knife is good."

Han Feng smiled, said to the remaining man, and then violently threw the steel knife at the man.

The steel knife appeared on the man's chest almost instantly, and planted it fiercely on the man's chest.Suddenly, the man's chest was visibly deflated.The man's blood spurted out of his mouth as if he didn't want money, and he suddenly half-kneeled on the ground.

roll!

Han Feng let out a cold snort, and pointed to the edge of the arena.Under Han Feng's persuasive eyes, the man actually sank in the direction of Han Feng's finger bit by bit, and obediently jumped directly from the duel arena.

A cry of exclamation sounded like thunder from the audience.

In the past few days of martial arts competition, although people were often killed, it was the first time that such a bloody beheading was performed.Not to mention letting the opponent obediently jump off the duel arena.

But the more bloody it was, the more excited the audience was.

Who can come to see the duel arena without a restless heart? After the exclamation, the whole arena suddenly boiled.

Not far from the duel arena, the three giants of the Blood Sacrifice Society who came to watch in person rubbed their brows.

"Where did this guy come from? Invincible Iron Fist Ace and Double-knife Viper Moore can be regarded as good players, but they are so unbearable under the opponent's hands." Evelyn felt her brows twitching.

"Master Evelyn, please don't worry." A man sitting not far from Evelyn smiled disdainfully.

"It's just the first game. And Ace and Moore are only good players, not masters."

"Let's continue watching." Evelyn did not continue this topic, but turned her attention back to the duel arena.

Those who dare to come to the duel are indeed not cowards.Han Feng had just dealt with two guys, and immediately another guy rushed up.

After the seventh guy who rushed up had his head crushed by Han Feng, there was only a group of onlookers looking at each other in the square except for the onlookers who were dizzy and hoarse from the stimulation. challenger.

They are not afraid of death, but knowing that they are going to die, they don't have this kind of awareness.The guy whose head was pinched by Han Feng just now is very famous. Kong Wu's strong body, agile and agile skills, coupled with his handsome face, earned enough screams from countless girls when he came on stage.

It's a pity that now his whole head has exploded, and his face has already turned into blood foam.At that moment, I don't know how many women couldn't bear the strong contrast and vomited on the spot.

What's more, the guy whose head was crushed by Han Feng is an eighth-level master!

An eighth-level master had his head crushed by Han Feng, so what level of strength is this Han Feng? Nine-level?

Suddenly, a group of challengers became restless.

"Protest! Didn't you say that this challenge does not allow people with a strength of level nine to participate?"

"Yes! Protest! Protest!"

A group of challengers jumped up excitedly.

"Quiet!"

A voice resounded throughout the world, and Evelyn walked out of her viewing room.

"The opponent is indeed at the eighth level."

"Eighth level? Impossible! How can eighth level have such a strong strength!" A challenger shouted.

"Are you doubting my judgment?" Evelyn looked at the challenger, and the challenger suddenly felt cold all over.

"No, dare not!"

Stuttering, the challenger's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"All the warriors are in awe, and none of them is a man." Evelyn sighed, then turned and went back to her private room.

boom!

The eyeballs of countless men present turned red instantly.

This sentence stabbed the hearts of countless men like a knife. A group of men seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, screaming one by one to rush up to fight Han Feng.

After slaughtering a few guys who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and felt that they had the cards to fight back, all the guys who didn't reach the eighth level suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water.

But there are still eighth-level powerhouses.