Just when the people under the ring thought that the Indian master was about to be killed by Jiang Haixiao with one punch, a miracle happened. The Indian master stood there without moving at all, and used his body to catch Jiang Haixiao's thunderous blow, and a bag was bulging up on his back. If an ordinary person had been hit, his ribs would have been broken, his internal organs moved, and he died on the spot. However, the Indian master not only had nothing, but just stepped forward slightly, and the big bag on his back disappeared, but he bounced Jiang Haixiao back several steps back.
The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. I wonder what kind of martial arts the Indian A-san practiced, and there was such supernatural powers that caused everyone in the audience to exclaim.
Mr. Chen, who was sitting next to Mr. Tan, looked calm and had a faint smile on his face. He seemed to have expected that things would be like this, but Mr. Tan's mood suddenly fell to the bottom, which was so sad.
At this time, Mr. Tan could also see that the Indian man Chen found was very skillful, and Jiang Haixiao was probably not his opponent.
While nervous, Mr. Tan couldn't help but look back at Ge Yu who was sitting behind him, but found that Ge Yu closed his eyes slightly, as if he hadn't heard of such a wonderful competition from masters, and felt like he was asleep.
‘This Master Yu’s heart is so big. It’s time to go to bed. I’m going to give it to someone forty million soon.’
Mr. Tan was crying in his heart, and he felt complicated and restless.
Jiang Haixiao on the stage was even more complicated than Mr. Tan. He was afraid of this foreign man from the beginning. He tried to punch him just now, which made him realize the powerful strength of this Indian master, and he was even more confused.
Everyone under the ring was watching him, and some people kept urging him to do something quickly.
The Indian man opposite was still standing there motionless, his eyes that looked like stagnant water, without a trace of turbulence. This look made Jiang Haixiao feel a little scared when he looked at it.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Haixiao mustered up his courage again, and a tiger roar came out from his throat, pounced at the Indian master tiger again, and his move was a little heavier than the last time.
The Indian master stood there motionless. When Jiang Haixiao was about to pounce on him, the Indian master opened his arms and hugged Jiang Haixiao's body, and then quickly entangled Jiang Haixiao's body like an octopus.
Jiang Haixiao was shocked and quickly used various means to get rid of the Indian master on his body. Unexpectedly, the man was getting tighter and tighter when he was wrapped around him, and his body was bent at an abnormal angle, which was incredible.
Jiang Haixiao suffered several serious injuries and fell on the Indian master, without any effect. Asan seemed to have no pain and did not feel any pain no matter how he beat him.
The more he entangled, the tighter he felt, Jiang Haixiao's bones hurt. Finally, his hands and feet were entangled by the Indian master, and he couldn't even struggle.
It hurts, and Jiang Haixiao felt that his bones were almost broken by the Indian master.
Finally couldn't stand it anymore, Jiang Haixiao shouted fiercely: "It hurts so much... you let me go... I'll give up... Let me go!"
The people under the ring were inexplicably shocked. They watched the Indian master's body wrap around Jiang Haixiao's body, and his arm hit several times. The normal person had already broken into several pieces. The Indian master was like a giant python, entangling people until his tendon was broken and his bones were broken before he could stop.
Although this competition is not as refreshing as the fists and feet before, nor the bloody smell of blood, the solemn and tense atmosphere attracts everyone's eyes.
Mr. Tan was sweating coldly at this moment. Looking at Jiang Haixiao who was in great pain, he felt uneasy. After all, this person had spent a lot of money to invite him, and he was a master of Huhe Sect. If he had any good things, he could not explain to the people of Huhe Sect. It was like erecting another enemy. He was restless for a moment, then suddenly stood up and waved his hand and said, "Don't! We have all admitted defeat, why haven't you let him go!"
Just as Mr. Tan stood up, Mr. Chen reached out to pull Mr. Tan and said with a smile: "Xiao Tan, don't be so nervous. They are just toys we invited for money. Just watch the fun and make fun of you. Why are you so nervous? The winner has not been decided yet. Until the last moment, no one knows what the result will be. Sit down and watch slowly..."
After hearing what Mr. Chen said, Mr. Tan's heart was cold, but he did not dare to disobey Mr. Chen's wishes, so he had to sit down again depressedly.
After a while, Jiang Haixiao had already let out a painful wail, his face was blue-black and purple, and his screams were repeated, obviously he had endured it.
"Kakuk..." With several crisp sounds, Jiang Haixiao's bones were broken by some of them, and they were broken. This kind of pain is naturally unbearable for ordinary people.
Everyone in the audience heard the sound of bone shattering, and their faces changed drastically.
This torture was too cruel. Jiang Haixiao on the stage was already screaming and his throat was hoarse, and his nose and tears were flowing. However, the Indian master still did not intend to let him go so easily. There were several consecutive sounds of bone breaking. Jiang Haixiao's body softened, and he fainted due to extreme pain. He was kicked off the ring by the Indian master and fell to Mr. Tan.
Jiang Haixiao, who fell off the ring, had his arms and legs bent in a strange arc. He had broken a few pieces, but he did not see a drop of blood flowing down Jiang Haixiao's body.
Seeing Jiang Haixiao's tragic choking, Mr. Tan couldn't help but suck the air conditioner, but was so sad and angry that he could not help but helpless.
It's so miserable. This kind of tragic tragedy is probably the most tragic person in the arena competition today.
When Jiang Haixiao was kicked off the stage, the whole field was quiet and silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the Indian master on the stage.
Even the competitions on the other small arenas around stopped and gathered towards the field where Indian masters were.
"Bang bang bang..." Several beams of pale lights hit the Indian master, who became the most dazzling one tonight.
Chapter completed!