Due to the competition, the arena was covered with a layer of bloody smell that could not be washed away, and Bai Lang had already won the second competition - he easily knocked down the strong man in actual karate in front of him. He also had back and forth, and finally hit the opponent in the head with an accurate round kick to knock him down. With a slight concussion, Bai Lang was always generous to such an opponent.

"Some people look wrong. They always feel that they don't look like humans. Can humans really give birth to such pupils? Isn't it a disease?" Bai Lang watched these battles. There was no passion in this world but only benefits. Some of these fighting skills may be pursuing strength, but most of them are just slaves to money.

He has already qualified, and most of the fighting players participating in this competition have been eliminated. Bai Lang felt the most corrupt feudal capitalist temperament - both the Japanese and Americans. In this game, he faced a fighting player who has been the president of the Boxing Wish Association for many years, and he was obviously a strong man who could not be beaten. "I have received the inspiration in this short time. I should have something to look for, so I should finish it quickly."

After saying that, Bai Lang went on the ring and grabbed the ground with his backhand. His half-squatted body touched the ground with five fingers. When he lifted it up, he grabbed a stone pillar as thick as a bowl from the ground. When his arm was spread, he smashed the stone pillar with his head. It does not mean that he cannot use the ring itself as a weapon. The Xiaoqiang on the opposite side rushed directly. He was indeed very powerful. He could at least eat thousands of heavy punches - it was very unscientific, but it was very consistent with the style of the world.

However, when eating the stone pillar, he fell to the ground, his head broke and he was bleeding. When Bai Lang's wrist trembled, the whole stone pillar turned into gravel dust and sand and fell to the ground. The entire arena was silent - who had ever seen a stone pillar that could be grabbed by grabbing the ground with his hand? It was not scientific at all, and wouldn't be good, so this thing could only happen in myths and legends.

With the long laughter, Bai Lang appeared in the tavern. "Why, are you having fun in the kindergarten? I think you are very skilled in making Japanese women. 'Madam, you don't want to' say this so you want to beat him when you see it. Okay, I'm calling you here this time, there's something you have to do." This time it was not the baboon monster, but the serious man who had taught Bai Lang. Even Siwu said this with a smile, which made Bai Lang blush.

The Golden Saint is still filled with golden brilliance. His small universe is so powerful that it is difficult to even completely restrain itself. "You need to stabilize it so that you will not be able to swallow it directly by that guy to solve the problem." The Golden Saint rarely put on the Gemini cloak, "Since you have reached the void, do something, don't easily destroy the whole world."

Bai Lang grabbed his bearded man, "This is really troublesome, just stay there? As a ballast, right? And it's not that you have real body to enter - it's also, your strong soul and small universe cannot intervene at all." Bai Lang didn't know why he suddenly laughed three times afterwards, "I have to say that this lady is quite moist. I just like the way she hates it very much but is desperately welcomed her even to Ah Heiyan."

Siwu shook his head. He was a serious person. "The one before was about the rest. It's time to go." The Golden Saint stretched out a finger, "Be careful, don't resist luck. I'm not too skilled. Accumulating corpse energy! Underworld waves!" A white soul-shaped air with a tail flowed towards the white waves, "If this doesn't work, I can only use the Galaxy Star Explosion to directly bombard your soul." Siwu was also joking.

"Is that a soul blasting out? Is the whole body going to be bombarded into star dust, okay?" Bai Lang also screamed. He didn't want to eat a Galaxy Star Explosion at all. This was Siwu's proud skill. He really had to attack the speed of light and could not stop his mere golden bell cover.

Sure enough, the next second, the sky was spinning, and Bai Lang's soul turned into a white tadpole, and was sucked away by the suddenly opened door of the alien space.

"Then hell, I want to possess me, I hope I won't have a half-dead person with the vein this time." Bai Lang's soul cursed. If Siwu hadn't personally taken action, there would be few people who could pull out his soul that combines the spirit and flesh. That thief and military master actually used a real-person seal to seal the Cancer Saint Seiya's unique talisman, otherwise it would be like Siwu said, smashing Bai Lang's body with a punch, wouldn't this soul come out?

In fact, Bai Lang should really say "Thank you, Brother Siwu!"

The alien dimension space door opened, but appeared in a garden. There was also a young man enjoying flowers in this garden, but he saw an identical phantom soul appearing in his body, which was blown into an illusory skeleton body, then turned into star dust and disappeared, while Bai Lang's soul rushed into the boy's body directly.

I saw a cold and the ghost got on

"Damn it! This face is so sissy!" Bai Lang's first thing after he got on his body was to take a self-shot in the water, and then he started to scold him directly. Yes, this is a young face. He is twelve or thirteen years old, but fortunately, he would be a beautiful lady in a woman's clothing. Bai Lang was extremely disliked such a face. He vomited a few saliva into the water before he was lucky to study this body.

"Fuck!" Bai Lang started to curse again. It would be fine if the meridians of this body were small and fragile, but he was still a slaughter of meridians. When luck was free, he could hardly accumulate true energy. The same was true for the Dantian. The owner of this body could not live to be twenty-five years old, and he was the kind of sick and beautiful boy who had nothing to do to spit a few mouthfuls of blood. "Damn! Young Master Kongxu!"

Bai Lang snorted coldly, "Master, I am a martial arts master. How can I be so powerful? I have to practice a name!" His existence is the anchor to stabilize the world, so there is no need to do more. He just needs to survive until this guy Siwu and other kind-hearted people complete stability, otherwise he would have to let the demon dragon and the monster bird destroy the world so as not to have a chain reaction.
Chapter completed!