Two staff members led Wei Pingchuan, the subordinate of Song Wen and Dan Tai Mingliang's mortal enemy Liu Yitian, to a room.

In free fighting without equipment, every fighter is required to take off his clothes and change into the uniform clothes here to prevent him from carrying hidden weapons. When the fighter enters the ring channel, the instruments densely spread on the passage will also see through the bodies of the fighter to avoid the bodies of the fighter, which is unfair to the fighter.

When they were ready, Song Wen and Wei Pingchuan stood on the ring, their clothes were free of wind, and they brought out a cold and evil spirit.

"I won't hold back." Wei Pingchuan said coldly.

"No need." Song Wen smiled slightly and said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Pingchuan suddenly moved and rushed towards Song Wenfei, and punched him hard in his hand and hit Song Wen's bra.

Song Wen's feet moved slightly and went over. If one blow failed, Wei Pingchuan lifted his foot and kicked Song Wen's son Sun Gen. Song Wen's eyebrows jumped, and his body turned sharply, avoiding his fierce killing move. He was angry and cruel, and he punched his ribs. The sound of fists was frightened, like thunder. Wei Pingchuan saw that it was not good, and his toes were on the ground, his palms held the fist, and he flew back with the momentum.

The two of them went back and forth, fists and flesh, making a loud bang, making people's blood boil.

Dan Tai Minglan in the stands even clenched her fists and shouted loudly, "Come on, come on."

Wei Pingchuan's fist is military-body fist. Military-body fist is mainly practical, so there is no fancy, and the notes are killer moves. In addition, after he joined the army, he ran around between life and death, so naturally he brought a sharp murderous aura in his fist. If he was a timid person, he would definitely be captured by the murderous aura in his fist.

Unfortunately, Song Wen is not.

Facing Wei Pingchuan's fierce and killing moves, Song Wen, who had no experience in fighting with others, mostly dodged with drunken fist like crazy. Later, he gradually used some of the Eight Beast True Fist that he had just learned for a while. As more and more battles were fought, he became more and more familiar with the Eight Beast True Fist, and he also fought with Wei Pingchuan instead of blindly dodging.

"Ha"

With a clear shout, Wei Pingchuan punched him like a hammer and hit Song Wen's temple.

Song Wen saw it and did not move forward or retreat. His body suddenly squatted down, and Wei Pingchuan's punch suddenly fell into nothing. At this time, Song Wen's fist suddenly hit his abdomen.

Unexpectedly, Song Wen suddenly made such a move, and Wei Pingchuan, who was not very prepared, was beaten back. Song Wen saw it, got up and rushed forward, and stabbed his chest like a big gun with his right fist. Wei Pingchuan was not stable. When he saw Song Wen hitting, he quickly protected his chest with his hands and rushed to take the fist in panic. However, Song Wen's fist seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds, and hit his hand hard and landed heavily on his chest.

The strength of the fist penetrates the internal organs.

For a moment, Wei Pingchuan felt his internal organs turbulently, and a mouthful of blood rushed straight into his throat. He swallowed the blood back, but a drop of blood slowly flowed out from his mouth.

With one punch, Song Wen was in a position of power and was unforgivable. He stepped forward, shouted loudly, and the Bengquan punch hit him out again.

The fist wind is cold and brings out the rustling sound of the wind.

Wei Pingchuan's expression changed and did not dare to take it hard. He stepped hard on the ground and flew backwards, leaving Song Wen's boxing range far away.

Seeing that he couldn't hit someone, Song Wen stopped his fist and smiled at Wei Pingchuan and said, "Give up!"

In the Colosseum, unless the opponent admits defeat, he or she will have to beat him until he or she is lying on the ground and unable to get up.

"Wei's dictionary does not have the word 'lost'." Wei Pingchuan said coldly, wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth. He is a soldier, a soldier who is wandering in the field of life and death. Losing means death for him. Therefore, he cannot lose, nor will he lose. - because he is a soldier king, an uncrowned king on the battlefield.

Looking at the blood on his hands, he couldn't tell how long it had been since he had bleeding, but the person in front of him made him shed the first drop of blood in these years.

"You angered me, you are qualified to use the Eagle Claw skill."

The Eagle Claw Technique is his unique trick he has practiced for more than ten years. Few people know about it. Most of the people who know it have been buried in the loess.

Wei Pingchuan said, grabbing the clothes, tearing them open suddenly, revealing the blood-colored tattoo on his chest and a poisonous snake with a spreading wings, which tangled with the tattoo. Under the light, the tattoo brings out a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people creepy.

Song Wen was also shocked.

At this moment, Wei Pingchuan squatted down, rushed upwards, and rushed to the place where the steel bars with a thick wrist welded at more than ten meters high on the ring.

Song Wen was stunned. This was still a human being, he was jumping so high. The people on the sidelines were also in an uproar. Liu Yitian showed a cruel smile on his lips. Dan Tai Minglan and Dan Tai Mingliang were worried, and Lin Jie frowned when he saw it.

Just as she was watching, Song Wenwu felt a chill coming. I felt something was wrong. He quickly rolled to the side. When he got up again, he saw Wei Pingchuan standing where he had just stood, with some blood stains stained on one hand. Song Wen suddenly felt a coolness on his face. After touching it, he realized that some blood marks had been scratched on his face at some point.

Wei Pingchuan looked at the blood in his hand and smiled coldly. If it weren't for the place where the steel claws were placed, just a moment would have allowed his body and head to separate. However, the eagle claw hand he had worked hard to insert sand, iron sand, and stones would be better.

He stretched out his tongue and licked the blood in his hands, a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, Xiu Ran's feet moved, and his body rushed into the air again, pounced towards Song Wen.

His figure was so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to distinguish his shadow.

Song Wen didn't expect that after fighting for so long, this guy was still hiding his strength. But how could he expose everything? Since he couldn't tell the difference between his naked eyes, he used his spiritual sense and thoughts to move slightly. Wei Pingchuan's movements suddenly appeared in front of him one by one, unable to hide the slightest. It turned out that this guy rushed to the top and hid his traces with the light cast on it. No wonder he couldn't see it, but it was because of this, hum.

Song Wen's spiritual sense stared at Wei Pingchuan's figure. Just as he pounced down and opened the middle door, his body suddenly rushed out and hit his chest with a heavy punch.

Unexpectedly, he would break the move he thought of so quickly, and Wei Pingchuan was shocked.

Song Wen didn't care about him. When he moved his body, he ran out like anger and hit him hard. Wei Pingchuan felt as if he was hit by a train, his internal organs were displaced, and his ribs were broken. Then he turned black in front of him and he knew nothing.

Wei Pingchuan was knocked out by Song Wen, and with a "bang", he hit the bulletproof glass behind him heavily, and then slowly slid off the bulletproof glass, leaving behind a bright red blood stain.

The referee next to him saw that Wei Pingchuan had not gotten up for a long time, walked over and shouted a few times. He found that Wei Pingchuan had no reaction at all, so he directly announced that Song Wen won. The person who bet on Wei Pingchuan cursed. Liu Yitian looked at it, his face was gloomy, and he turned around and left, not even caring about Wei Pingchuan on the Colosseum.

"Wow, Mr. Liu, why are you leaving? Don't play for a while?" Dan Tai Mingliang looked at it and asked sarcastically.

Liu Yitian turned around and said coldly: "Don't be too happy too early. This time you are just lucky. You may not have such good luck next time." As he said that, he left without looking back.

Dan Tai Mingliang curled his lips disdainfully, but he didn't say anything. As for the money, he was not afraid that he would not give it. If he didn't give it, his reputation in the Beijing circle would be bad. Don't want to stay here in the future. He turned around and planned to share with his younger sister the joy of winning money, but found that his younger sister was gone.

"Where did this girl go?"

When Dan Tai Minglan saw Song Wendesheng, she did not run down to see how he was doing, but immediately ran to the place where he bets to get the money. When she saw so many zeros on the card, she couldn't help but be stunned. She never expected that Song Wen, a country boy, had so much money, which was more than 100 million. When she came just now, she just told the staff that she bet all the money on the card, but she didn't see how much it was. She was stunned at this time.

Song Wen only used a little bit of it to sell cowhead sandalwood, and there were more than 40 million left. The odds between him and Wei Pingchuan were 3 in one and he won more than 100 million at once. In addition, his original ones were almost 200 million. Although Dan Tai Minglan was a red-headed child, her usual pocket money and the money she earned would never exceed 100,000 per month, so no wonder she was stunned when she saw Song Wen so much money.

"Why does this guy have so much money? Could it be that he was going to rob the bank? No, I must let him treat him tonight and slap him hard."

Dan Tai Minglan muttered, and smiled.

Song Wen got off the Colosseum and put on his clothes and was about to leave when he heard the staff next to him say, "Sir, our boss is welcome."

He had no friendship with the boss, so what should I do? Song Wen thought about it, but did not refuse, and walked out under the guidance of the staff. When he came to a room with extremely gorgeous decoration, Song Wen saw Lin Feng and Bai Shu'er sitting on the soft sofa and talking.

Seeing Song Wen coming, Lin Feng hurriedly asked him to sit down.

"I didn't expect you to hide it deeply, which is really shocking." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"It's just a casual practice to strengthen your body. You surprised me. I didn't expect that this Colosseum is yours." Song Wen said.

"This is mine and I'm just one of the bosses." Lin Yu picked up the red wine on the table and poured a glass of Song Wen, and asked again: "When will you go back?"

"When I go back in two days, why? Is the Tokyo City Ruins going to start?" Song Wen asked after hearing this.

"Well, now the weather is hot and the water temperature is rising, so it's time to start."

"I'll go back in two days. When you want to go, I'll rush over."

Lin Xi nodded after hearing this and took out a card from his pocket, "This is a membership card. You can enjoy VIP-level services and discounts in our name. Originally, you had 100,000 yuan for a game on the ring, but I don't think you are short of this little money, so I got this card for you."

Song Wen took it and saw that it was a black golden dragon card, which was real gold. He didn't expect that Lin Yu would have such a big deal. Compared with this card, the 100,000 yuan was considered a big deal.

"Thank you."

The two had a conversation again, and Song Wen was worried that Dan Tai Minglan and the others were on the side, so they said goodbye and left.
Chapter completed!