Chapter 516 Great War, Let's!

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The rapid electronic clock rang, and the whole audience suddenly shouted violently.

The war is about to begin!

The host shook his hand and walked to the stage with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, the feast has begun! China's Kung Fu single-handedly challenges the world's giants. Who will kill the deer? The handsome guy said wild words. Is it a grandstanding or a lot of love? Let's welcome this gluttony feast! ... On the one hand is the mysterious oriental man Lin Tianchu, and on the other hand is the violent big Han Gilsen of Las Vegas. Who is the final champion? Now, everyone welcomes Mr. Lin Tianchu's first opponent, the Las Vegas WEE 120 kg unlimited fighting champion, Blackwater Fighting Instructor Gilson! Please, Gilson--"

In the warm whistle and applause, a bald man with a height of 1.95 meters appeared. He didn't make any warm-up movements, and jumped straight on the two-meter-high ring with a straight face.

The applause was thunderous.

"... Another, a kung fu master from China, Lin-Tian-Chu!"

There was still thunderous applause.

Lin Tianchu looked at his opponent coldly and said nothing. He has seen this big man who is nearly two meters tall, right next to the count! His face is handsome, and his face is always so cold. He is the fighting instructor of the Blackwater Company, the powerful bald warrior Gilson.

Lin Tianchu is 1.82 meters tall, which is burly and tall among Asians, but compared with Gilson, he looks a little like a scholar with no power. However, ordinary people have different skills at all. They like to judge people by their appearance. Seeing that the size difference is so mysterious, the audience at the scene suddenly worried about Lin Tianchu.

But they didn't find that Lin Tianchu's knife-like eyes were cold without a trace of emotion.

The host was very dedicated. Seeing that Lin Tianchu's cold eyes were not afraid of the stage, he didn't know where he found a microphone and reached to Lin Tianchu's mouth and asked, "Mr. Lin Tianchu, do you have anything to say?"

This is also the rule of WWE. The last interview before the game, as a fist and eyeless, this interview may become the last words of the players, so no matter how eager the audience is, they will pay special attention to the words of the players.

Lin Tianchu raised his middle finger and said coldly, "Battle!"

Battle!

A one-word war book!

extremely arrogant!

The full provocation made the rigid Gilson unhappy. Before the host commented, he grabbed the mobile phone. "Oriental boy, I will tell you what a fist is. Fighting is not a child's thing! You little white face who depends on your face, you'd better go back to play your movie! - Hey, pigs, if you don't want to see this little white face beaten by me, go home and go to bed quickly, haha."

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, Gilson waved his iron fist and rudely said his words. He is a former WWE champion, a 120kg heavyweight player. He can defeat an elephant with one punch, and now he is the fighting instructor of Blackwater Company, so even if he offends all the audience, he also has arrogant capital.

In the face of such a confrontational provocation, the happiest thing should be the host on the stage, because he knows that the next game will be wonderful. Regardless of the shouting and scolding of the audience, the supporter handed the microphone to Lin Tianchu, which was self-evident.

Lin Tianchu did not speak, but clenched his fist in front of the host, and then slowly stretched out his index finger, middle finger and ring finger.

One, two, three - what does this mean? Everyone is confused.

"What do you mean?" Gilson stared at the cow's eyes and asked angrily.

Lin Tianchu smiled coldly: "One second, two rounds, three moves - Gilson, as long as I take action, you can resist me for a second, or two rounds, or three moves, how about I say you win?"

The arrogant tone matched with the gloomy smile and the indescribable evil charm, the audience at the scene were stunned, and immediately burst into applause.

Oh, my God, what an arrogant Oriental, but I like it! This is the rhythm of winning or losing as soon as you take a move. It's a second, two rounds, or three moves. It's all a battle in the blink of an eye. Lin Tianchu is clearly telling Gilson that he will either not take action, and Gilson, the champion, is not the enemy of the same!

Gilsenton's eyes were more staring than copper bells, gasping for breath, as if he were going to eat people. He pushed away the host who was about to come up to ask questions with red eyes. He slapped the microphone far away and never spoke again.

This is about to start!

Two beautiful women in bikinis came up with a silver plate, which was a red and a black pair of professional gloves. The beautiful woman walked around the ring with a silver plate, signaling the audience that they were not falsting, and then she stood in front of the two contestants and signaled them to wear boxing gloves.

Lin Tianchu shook his head, gently took the black fists, and then gently shook them and threw them on the floor. "Man, you don't need these things."

Fist-to-fist, foot-to-foot, unlimited fighting is refreshing, and men need the pleasure of fist to meat! Since Gilson is the leader of the count, he doesn't mind letting this guy taste his fist.

"Oh, my God, unlimited fighting! It's incredible!" The host has arrived outside the venue, and his voice is a little exaggerated. "Did people, Mr. Lin Tianchu took the initiative to drop his boxing gloves, which means that he chose unlimited fighting!" That is to say, all the means in the game are legal - provided that you don't kill anyone! In the unlimited fighting, Lin Tianchu took the initiative to let Gilson take the lead. It seems that he is sure to win?

"Dear viewers, the next game will be wonderful. Please don't go away! Attention, audience with heart disease, if the next scene is too bloody, please be sure to ignore my first sentence!"

The host's joke did not reduce Gilson's anger. He also fanned the silver plate handed over by the beautiful woman without thinking about it. The red boxing gloves were like a meteor and disappeared into the audience outside the venue in an instant.

As the host and referee nodded, a huge iron cage fell from the sky, covering Lin Tianchu and Gilson in the ring.

Boom——

From now on, you can't win or lose!

"Boom!"

The applause is shocking!

"Lin, come on, defeat that bald head in the life and death ring!"

"Lin, I love you. I want to have a baby for you!"

"Gilson, the count's lackey, go to hell!"

In the sound of cheering one after another, Lin Tianchu stood in front of Gilson casually with his hands behind his back. This is only a distance of ten meters. For a two-meter-tall man, he can almost attack in the blink of an eye. He actually stood straight in front of Gilson without any defense.

The audience below exclaimed, and some timid girls had closed their eyes and shouted.

He is strong, and the breeze blows the hills. He let her be arrogant, and the bright moon locks the river!

If the enemy doesn't move, I don't move. It is the highest level to convince people with virtue.

If there is the sixth Tianmen here with some eyesight, it will never take the initiative to attack Lin Tianchu, who seems to be flawed all over the body, and the driver has an impeccable defensive posture.

However, it's a pity that Gilson obviously doesn't have such good patience. Seeing Lin Tianchu make such a move, his eyes immediately turned red. Almost as soon as the iron cage fell, he moved.

Bow legs.

Bend over.

Inhale.

Then, kick the ground!

In the blink of an eye, a hill-like man suddenly accelerated. He rushed to the enemy with blood-colored eyes like a crazy bull!

It's unstoppable!

Lin Tianchu smiled.

Flash.

Raise your hand.

Clap your hands!

"Boom-Long-"

The thunder fell, and the giant twitched twice and lay on the ring motionless.

The whole audience was shocked.

The audience opened their eyes wide and seemed to be unable to believe their eyes. Such a powerful man was actually knocked down by the thin-looking oriental man? And, it seems that he only used one punch? No, one slap!

This is impossible!

In the lounge, Mu Xuetong looked at the figure standing upright in the wind in the ring and smiled like a flower.