Chapter 297: Another way

Shen Lang couldn't use internal force now, relying on the physical quality and strength.
Even if he confronted the big guy in front of him, Shen Lang would not lose.
But it must take a lot of effort, Shen Lang didn't want this.
There are two more games in the future, and Zhou Kuang must arrange a more powerful guy.
Shen Lang put on the frame of the plum blossom pile, slammed forward, and hit Pan Sen's face with a punch.
Pan Sen flashed sideways. He knew that Shen Lang's physical strength was amazing, and he did not dare to take Shen Lang's punch easily.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang's punch was just a fake move, he immediately closed the punch, turned around lightly, and suddenly lifted his left leg and kicked upward.
"Boom!"
Shen Lang hit Pan Sen's right cheek with a strong kick, Pan Sen stepped back a few steps, vomiting blood, and two of his fangs were kicked and broken.
In terms of speed and physical flexibility, Pan Sen is still inferior to Shen Lang.
Shen Lang did not choose to deal with him head-on, but instead used his flexible body skills to give full play to his advantages.
Pan Sen roared and slammed Shen Lang's forehead with a punch.
Shen Lang flickered from the left to the right, avoiding Pan Sen's fist one after another, his body was extremely light, and he appeared comfortable.
Pan Sen forcefully unloaded, Shen Lang kicked it with a whip kick, Pan Sen could only set up his arms to defend.
Shen Lang spotted the opponent's flaw, and then hit Pan Sen's lower abdomen again.
There was another solid muffled sound, and Pan Sen stepped back a few steps, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty red light.
"Damn, the skin is strong enough!" Shen Lang slapped his lips. Pan Sen's bones and flesh were surprisingly hard, and it was impossible to solve this guy with seven or eight moves.
"I'm going to kill you!" Pan Sen shouted violently, rushing towards Shen Lang like a tank.
The two quickly fought each other.
Shen Lang's fists and kicks are getting faster and faster. The outer martial arts such as Tan Leg and Plum Blossom Boxing were hardly used by Shen Lang before.
Shen Lang's adaptability is very strong. In actual combat, plum blossom boxing and twelve-way tan legs become more and more proficient, unknowingly they have merged the two martial arts!
The agility and power of the plum blossom boxing, the speed of the tan legs, and the two martial arts are seamlessly matched by Shen Lang!
Gradually, Pan Sen was suppressed, and Shen Lang's water-like attack made him breathless, and his body connection was injured.
The audience held their breath and even forgot to shout and cheer. They had never seen such an exciting fight!
Finally, Shen Lang found the flaw and hit Pan Sen's chest with a straight fist.
"Puff!" Pan Sen squirted blood and took a few steps back.
Shen Lang seized the opportunity, slammed his fists frantically.
In just one breath, he blasted seven or eight punches into Pan Sen's upper body in a row, and each punch had a force of nearly four to five hundred jin.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
With a heavy muffled sound, Pan Sen's face was completely distorted, even if he was really skinny, he couldn't help beating like this.
After seven or eight punches, Pan Sen broke his ribs, blood was gushing from his mouth and nose, and he fell to the ground, convulsing all over, unable to climb up.
Shen Lang took a few breaths. He has played more than 20 games tonight, and with this high-intensity duel, his body also felt a little fatigue.
The audience was silent, everyone's face was full of shock, and besides the shock, there was a trace of unparalleled excitement. I have never seen such a wonderful game.
Pan Sen has no combat power, like a dead dog. Shen Lang was expressionless, ready to go up and kill Pan Sen.
"The game is over, Mr. Pan Sen admits defeat!" Suddenly, a horse grabbed the microphone in the host's hand and shouted.
After saying this, Ma Tsai quickly ran out of the cage and shouted at Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, Brother Mad, let me take the talk. You spare Pan Sen's life, otherwise you know the consequences!"
Shen Lang let out a cold snort, Zhou Kuang dare to threaten himself?
There was a sigh from the field.
"How can there be such a rule!"
"That's right, this is the rule changed midway."
There were waves of opposition from the audience.
"Pan...Pan Sen is just the guest we invited over, there is no need to fight for life!" Ma Tsai shouted with the microphone.
"Damn, everyone is in the ring, how can I beg for mercy for him?" the fat man under the stage cursed.
Without the opposition of the audience, the metal cage in the middle of the ring was opened. Pan Sen was already afraid of being beaten. He no longer had a temper. Knowing that he was no longer Shen Lang's opponent, he crawled out of the cage while panting.
Shen Lang said nonchalantly: "It's okay to spare his life, but!"
After speaking, Shen Lang stepped forward and stepped heavily on Pan Sen's right arm.
With a sharp sound, Pan Sen's right arm was trampled off by Shen Lang, he let out a hoarse scream, and rolled his eyes and fainted.
After doing these things, Shen Lang went back to his seat off the court without a sound and drank a glass of water.
In the VIP room, Zhou Kuang's face was gloomy and terrible.
"Damn, it's wicked." Zhou Kuang cursed.
He thought that even if Pan Sen was lost, he should be able to hurt Shen Lang a little.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang only took a little time, and still solved Pan Sen.
Except for the first punch, Pan Sen didn't even touch Shen Lang's body behind him, which was tantamount to being beaten by Shen Lang.
This him. Mom is unscientific, so this kid's outside skills are so strong that this terrifying state?
Seeing Pan Sen's right arm being stepped on and broken by Shen Lang, Zhou Kuang's brain exploded. If Pan Sen's right arm can be cured, but if it can't be cured, Zhou Kuang doesn't know how to report it to the headquarters.
"Brother Kuang, this situation is a bit bad! If this goes on, the kid surnamed Shen may really be able to finish 25 games." Wan Tianpeng's expression was also a bit ugly.
Unexpectedly, Shen Lang is so powerful that he will be in big trouble if he doesn't get rid of it!
Zhou Kuang's face was uncertain, and he shouted: "Then what do you say I should do? Do you want to break the contract? No, I Zhou Kuang still has principles! Besides, if the contract is broken, that kid is really hard to stop!"
Wan Tianpeng rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't there two more games? We change the game method and we must let this kid die in the ring, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
Zhou Kuang asked, "Which way to change?"
Wan Tianpeng narrowed his eyes and said, "Let the two masters behind you play against Shen Lang together. One game counts as two games."
Zhou Kuang was stunned, and exclaimed, "Isn't that one-on-two? The kid Shen Lang is not a fool, how could he agree?"
"Give him some favorable conditions, this kid is very conceited, I guess he will agree." Wan Tianpeng said.