This day.

Most people on Earth sit in front of the TV and watch a program, which includes the world fighting champion Satan.

now.

He was majestic in white wholesale, with a golden belt wrapped around his waist, and his dark and strong muscles looked very powerful.

"drink!"

Satan let out a low growl, his face turned red, and he pulled a bus behind him, slowly moving towards the center of the stage.

“It’s Mr. Satan!

Our world fighting champion Mr. Satan!

Oh my god, what have we seen now?

It was a car, and Mr. Satan actually pulled the bus and walked out calmly!"

The host in the center of the stage was full of passion, and the audience was extremely excited under his explanation.

On the entire huge stage, nearly 100,000 audiences roared and shouted wildly.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Champion! Champion! Champion!"

"roar!"

He reluctantly pulled the bus to the center of the stage, and Satan's face returned to his majestic and relaxed appearance. He raised his gold medal belt with both hands to face all the audience.

"Hello everyone, I am the world fighting champion Mr. Satan!"

His voice naturally has a low majesty, coupled with his muscles, a different height and identity as a champion.

He does look strong.

Suddenly, everyone present was boiling again, shouting wildly, as if they wanted to turn their fear into worship of Satan.

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"It seems that everyone admires you very much, Mr. Satan. Do you know what you think of Sharu?

Are you planning to play in Sharu's game? The other two Sharu asked to participate in the competition by name, who are they and how powerful are you? Do you have any unique insights?"

The master came to Satan and raised his microphone to ask questions.

"Sharu is just a ridiculous guy, he is not as terrible as everyone imagines."

Satan put on the gold belt, hugged his hands and closed his eyes, looking cold.

"Is Sharu not scary or Mr. Satan full of confidence. You must know that Sharu has destroyed many cities and even the local army feels difficult."

The host continued to ask.

"hehe……"

Satan smiled disdainfully, slowly opened his eyes and shook his head and said confidently: "Destroying the city is a magical mist, similar to biological and chemical weapons. As for the local army, it underestimates the enemy too much.

Of course, Sharu is still very dangerous for ordinary people, but I am the world champion Mr. Satan.

He is just a clown who can beat him at any time, so there is no need to worry too much."

The words are over.

There was a moment of silence, and when Satan was a little panicked, deafening screams and shouts rolled in.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Savior! Savior! Savior!"

The shouting changed later, either by Satan's agent, or by people who think Satan is hope.

In short, someone has already begun to press the name of the Savior on him.

With this well-known TV show airing, more and more people on the earth have raised hope for Satan.

I believe that with further publicity, Satan will become the hope for everyone.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the TV station became more and more intense, and Babidi and the others were also choosing suitable cities, preparing to use magic to inform most people.

Orange Star City.

Inside the villa.

Ning Su and Lazili were sitting on the sofa leaning against each other, and the big TV in front was playing the show.

"This person is really ignorant, and the people on earth are too serious about martial arts." Looking at Satan on the TV show, Lazili looked cold and shook her head indifferently at him and the fanatical audience.

madness.

ignorance.

Deceiving the world and stealing reputation.

This is her view of Satan.

"I think this person is quite interesting. If he can admit that martial arts is not a trick, basically everyone will not think that martial arts is a trick or something."

Ning Su stretched out her hand and held her waist, wandering gently, looking at Satan's face on TV.

He wants to complete the live broadcast task.

If you feel that Satan admits everything, then there will be no doubts from others, and it seems to be very interesting.

"What a real place to put your hands."

Holding the hand that was kneading in her large internal test, she pulled the crystal clear earlobes and her body was numb and weak. She struggled to clamp her legs against her big hand, and glanced at Ning Su with a cold look.

The time was wrong and the atmosphere was not good, so Ning Su did not continue to stir up trouble.

Otherwise, both of them would be uncomfortable.

He smiled gently, kissed Lazili's smooth forehead, and watched TV quietly.

now.

The atmosphere on TV became more and more intense.

The host shouted excitedly in front of the audience: "Dear audience friends, Mr. Satan will show us his special skills next."

"That's...split tiles with bare hands!"

"Seventeen yuan at a time!"

“The last record was kept by Mr. Satan, can he break his own record this time?

Let's wait and see!"

The host's excited voice fell, and the audience became even more crazy. The roar and shouting could simply lift the roof.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

"Savior! Savior! Savior!"

Amid the shouts and praises, seventeen stacked tiles were moved to Satan by the staff.

A majestic and confident smile appeared on his face, and Satan threw the shawl behind him with great eloquence, revealing his proud muscles.

Looking at the tall tiles, Satan felt a little panicked. He had never split the seventeen pieces.

Now facing so many people, he regrets bragging in front of his agent.

Seeing Satan hesitate, the host urged: "Mr. Satan can start, everyone is waiting to see your performance."

It seems to be responding to the host's words.

The audience shouted again.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

The passionate emotions, the sweat, the inspiring sound.

Satan felt power suddenly, and he raised his hand and let out a majestic roar at everyone.

"roar--"

Then his face darkened, his eyes became sharp, and he raised his arm and slashed it down.

Bang!

Kakka...

The dull sound combined with the sound of the tiles breaking, under everyone's attention, 16 pieces of tiles shattered!

"It's so incredible. Mr. Satan smashed 16 tiles in one go!

Break his previous record!”

The host seemed to be shocked and carefully looked at the broken tiles and shouted excitedly.

"But it's a pity that there is still a piece of tiles that have not broken, but Mr. Satan still showed us the strength of the champion.

Now I am full of confidence in Mr. Satan’s defeat of Sharu!”
To be continued...