Chapter forty-eight
Tonight's ring has changed back to its original size, and the previous publicity in the dark web also emphasized that tonight will become one-on-one again.
In other words, some people want to fight alone with Yashikami Han.
Hahaha, isn't this seeking death?
Although the ring has become smaller, the audience has increased by twenty times, reaching a scale of over 20,000. Even the Liukesong Stadium in Xiajing cannot sit in so many people.
Under the moonlight, screams and cheers came one after another. Eighth God did not stand in the middle of the ring like usual, but sat in the corner waiting for the start of the game. His expression was no longer as crazy as he had ever been. On the contrary, he was a little cramped and obscene.
That was Jiang Han's own expression. He was able to use the power of Eight Gods without being affected by Eight Gods' madness.
As time came, the host stepped onto the ring with thunderous applause.
"Dear viewers, the ring tonight is about to begin."
The host's expression was a little bit tumultuous tonight, and his usual yin and yang stuttering were gone.
The same is true for referees, security guards, and staff.
However, the audience didn't care about this, they just waited to see Yaji. Han fought unlucky.
"The contestants tonight, of course, are our winners for two consecutive nights, Yaji Han."
Jiang Han immediately trotted to the ring and kicked the show, with cheers overwhelmingly so that almost no one heard the host introduce Jiang Han's opponent.
"Tonight's challenger is called...Shiji Chiaki."
Jiang Han was slightly stunned.
What is it? Women? Women in the island country? The names with four words always make people think a lot.
Is this a sport? Could it be changed to a program that charges for performances in public? He is a man with a yellow boudoir...
While hesitating, his opponent tonight, a woman in a purple robe and a hat, jumped gently onto the ring and came to Jiang Han's diagonal.
It's too dark and I can't see my face clearly, but Jiang Han always feels... this person seems to have seen him in his previous life.
The audience wanted to take off on the spot. Yesterday, the five big black men were killed. Tonight, they were still a woman, and they were just picking up money.
"It's so cool!"
In the VIP seat, Sima Cheng danced and missed the exciting game last night and almost regretted it, so he arrived early this morning.
Hua Chi did not welcome Sima Cheng as usual, but just sat quietly aside, with his expression as hunched as the host and the referee.
The people who had puppet talismans on their backs all had this expression, but Sima Cheng was all in the ring and didn't notice the abnormality of Huazi. It was even more impossible to take off Huazi's suit to see if there was a piece of talisman paper on his shirt.
On the ring, Jiang Han came on stage. He felt a little embarrassed when he thought that his opponent tonight was a woman.
"Uh...Hello...more advice."
Shinji Qianming tilted his head slightly and said curiously: "Hey, why are you today different from the previous two days?"
"This...is not clear."
"Is that... it's a pity." Seokan Qianming said, "Compared to being a coward now, I admire you two days ago more."
The audience in the audience smelled the smell of gunpowder and started to cheer, looking like they were not worried about the big deal when watching the fun.
No matter how good Jiang Han has a good temper, he has a limit. He was immediately unhappy when he was humiliated in front of 20,000 people.
His grandmother was originally planning to give in, but now you forced me to use the dragon claw hand.
After the referee came up, he did not call the two players to the middle of the ring and said a few words, and waved his hand directly.
"start!"
Jiang Han did not hesitate at all, and turned over with a folded claw comb.
He grabbed Shunji Qianming's claws and seemed to move forward, but in fact, Jiang Han had 70% of his strength. If he had to die, he would take advantage of the situation. When Xiaoqian turned around, he asked and said that he had failed for a moment.
Surprisingly, not only did he not dodge, but he also held his hands in his arms, as if he could enjoy it.
Jiang Han was so scared that he took back 20% of his strength.
After getting closer, he finally saw Shin-Kan Qianming's face clearly with the light.
Pale and gloomy, something seemed to be swimming in the two pupils.
Damn, no matter how good your figure is and how good your skin is, it is clearly a 50-year-old aunt’s face!
No wonder she wished Jiang Han could take advantage of her...
My first intimate contact!
The speed was too fast, and it was too late to stop. Jiang Han's right hand grabbed the firm and soft ring pillar.
The hand-held Qianming disappeared, like a ghost.
While being glad that his first time was not wasted on the old woman, Jiang Han turned around and found that his hand had floated to the other side of the ring.
"It's quite fast, I almost grabbed you."
After saying that, he took out a ring from his arms and put it on his hand.
The ring had a strange appearance. Although it was not big, nine silver snakes slowly wandered around the outer circle. The ruby on the top was shining, and something seemed to be surging inside.
People in the industry can tell at a glance that it is a soul tool.
Of course, the referee is an insider, but he has been controlled by Shinji Qianming. Not to mention running to the center of the ring, saying Shinji Qianming made a foul, even if he touched a finger, he had to Shinji Qianming agree.
"Come on, as long as you touch me even a piece of hair, you will win this game."
Jiang Han had already put away his contemptuous heart at this moment. The moment just now made him understand that at least in terms of speed, the hand-held Qianming was far better than him.
After shaking his body slightly, Jiang Han whirled and ran towards the diagonal. In just ten meters away, he continued to adjust his pace and bullied Shiji Qianming's right rib in an extremely difficult arc.
Qianming showed a look of approval when he saw Jiang Han's figure blocking all eyes. Only after she turned her head slightly to avoid Jiang Han's sharp claws, she slipped out of Jiang Han's armpits with a loach-like body technique.
This time, Jiang Han didn't dare to stay wherever he floated. He followed him wherever he saw the opportunity to get his claws, and the tip of his claws was almost enough to get his claws.
What is more atrocity than failure is that you almost succeed.
It was precisely because of this characteristic of the hand-held Qianming that he deliberately did not get rid of Jiang Han, and always made him almost succeed, but he just couldn't.
Frustrated, so frustrated.
Jiang Han chased and cursed in his heart.
Gradually, this aggrievance turned into anger, excitement and madness.
He didn't even realize that it was not his own madness, but Yaji's madness.
Under the step-by-step teasing of Shinji Qianming, the crazy personality of Cheng Nuo Soul Silk and Ba Shen who had already successfully collected it began to surge again.
After the two chased each other for two minutes, Jiang Han suddenly burst into laughter. At this time, he had completely changed back to the way he had just come to the ring, and he was even more successful.
Because Jiang Han is no longer willing to control the Eight Gods, he just wants to release all the aggrievances in his heart.
Too frustrating.
It's so frustrating that I can't catch the hand-held Qianming.
It’s so frustrating to stay with the gods and ghosts in that room every day.
Lilith didn't even call him, which was so frustrating.
Qin Yufei is unwilling to go out with him, so he is so frustrated.
These absurd thoughts usually flashed through Jiang Han's mind occasionally, and then he laughed it off, but at this time, they became extremely real, as if the whole world had abandoned Jiang Han.
So fucking frustrating.
Qianming saw the phone and knew that the time was almost done.
Jiang Han's steps suddenly stopped, and then he raised his hands high to form a sunflower-shaped shape, which was the starting style of the forbidden move.
Chapter completed!