MTL - The Road to Slaying God-Chapter 492 Perfect plan

The ring looks large in the eyes of ordinary people. It seems that there is plenty of room for movement. However, when one arm is spread out on the ring for more than two meters, a slight movement can control a few square meters of the giant attack At that time, you will feel that this platform is too small and too small.

When this giant man runs wild with the action of a bulldozer, you will even feel that this platform is so narrow.

Now, Zhang Yang is facing Albata's fierce assault.

Facing the sturdy body overwhelmed by mountains, Zhang Yang made another surprising move again.

Zhang Yang moved!

He even rushed to run.

On this small platform, two horribly strong men actually ran at the same time. Thousands of spectators watched the scene with surprise.

"Peng!"

The distance is too short. People haven't reflected it in surprise at all. The two strong bodies have hit each other heavily, making a loud noise that shocks people's eardrums.

The speed of the collision was too fast. People just saw two virtual shadows collide. After the huge sound was produced, the two shadows immediately separated, as if they were separated immediately upon contact, like lightning.

"laugh"

"laugh……!"

The sound of rubbing was harsh, and people smelled the scorching smell of rubber rubbing. At this time, people noticed that the back of the two bodies was too huge because of the power, and the shoes worn on the feet produced a huge friction on the ground, which actually appeared. A few smoke ...

What a big impact!

What a great rebound!

The two stood diagonally at a distance of about seven meters. Until this time, the people noticed the expressions of the two people, and saw that Alberta ’s face that cut the axe snow without any flaws became abnormally pale, beans. The large beads of sweat kept flowing down the forehead, all the way to the neck, then the chest, and then the abdominal muscles ...

Obviously, this shock hit him a bit, and his nearly two-meter figure did not occupy the slightest advantage in this round.

On the other hand, Zhang Yang's expression was calm and calm, and her eyes looked at Elberta indifferently.

The audience were holding their hands nervously. No one sat down. The collision of the limbs just now made them feel the power of a male surname.

Even the sensational host forgot to regulate the atmosphere.

In fact, the host does not need to adjust the atmosphere at all, because the atmosphere has now been suppressed to a fixed point, as if the air has reached the critical point of combustion, and it will burn with a little stirring.

Too nervous!

Too nervous!

Many people forget to drink the beer in their hands. Many people burn their cigarette butts to find that they burned a cigarette without taking a sip ...

"Yang brother, kill him!" Liu Biao will always be the most lively person, and he breaks the depression and dreary that is breathless.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

...

Little plums, Az, and even Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu all yelled. When they shouted, some audience members followed the yell, their blood was surging, and ** seemed to come. In fact, the audience didn't know themselves. It is just an unconscious blind obedience to whoever wants to be killed.

Now, Su Dafeng finally believed that Zhang Yang saved them when he was on the freighter. From the performance of Zhang Yang just now, he has this ability.

The most shocking is Cara and Qiang. Cara always thought that publicity was just a martial art. He never thought that martial arts reached such an unpredictable level.

Others may not know the power of Alberta, but Carla is very clear that Alberta is already the eleventh champion of this underground boxing field. In the U.S. underground black boxing market, no one has won seven consecutive times ... ...

Those who really know the underground black boxing know that it is harder to win three consecutive championships in the underground boxing match than to win the world championship. Compared with the fight organized by the political axe, this underground black boxing is full of violence and killing. Every day, new people get up, old people disappear, this is the cruelty of underground black fist!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

The heavy footsteps sounded again, and everyone was surprised once again that this time it was not Alba that was active, but Zhang Yang. Under the light, Zhang Yang ’s bronzed skin showed a charming luster, that The crisscross scars also seemed to be full of charm, and many female surnames could not help screaming.

Compared with Elberta's immaculate body, the flamboyant body is more real. Alberta is like a sculpture in mythology, it seems that it should not appear in humans.

Therefore, the open body gives people a close-up beauty and affinity.

The footsteps thundered like a rhythmic drum of war.

Elberta watched Zhang Yang expressionlessly step by step. He didn't move, didn't want to move. The impact just now made him feel like his bones were broken.

Under the seemingly calm expression of Alberta, he was shocked by the shock. He never thought that there would be such a master in human society.

He also does not believe that human beings can have such a powerful body. In the modern era of scientific and technological development, human bodies that rely heavily on high technology have become increasingly weak. This is an indisputable fact ...

I did n’t know. After the two people collided, a few middle-aged white men wearing eyes were looking at the ring with a tense face, their teeth clenched, their muscles tightened, and their faces panned. Pathological flushing.

"You said, will the number one win?" A slightly younger middle-aged man finally couldn't control the depressed atmosphere and asked, but his sentence didn't seem to ask a fixed goal, and even, in the interrogation At that time, his eyes were still staring at the ring.

"I don't know." A man with gray hair shook his head, his brows frowned, as if thinking about something.

"What if you lose?" The young man seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and, in his tone, he seemed to be the leader of the group.

"I don't know." Unfortunately, he still didn't get the answer.

"If No. 1 can win twelve games in a row, I can get a large amount of R & D funds from the Department of Defense, and we can lobby the US political axe to increase investment in biochemical humans ..."

"Yes, Mr. Doyle, we all want to succeed. We are scientists, we are not businessmen, and we do not want to find ways to make money to maintain our research while we are immersed in scientific research!" The white man cast a serious look on the young man.

"So, we cannot fail, we can only succeed. This is the result of our nearly two decades. When our biochemical humans can truly enter the battlefield, our race, our country, will be the masters of the earth ... ... "the young man frantically said.

"Why win twelve games?" The gray-haired man said suddenly.

"This is our agreement. This underground boxing match is a monthly championship. Twelve months is exactly a year. As long as I win this match, I will be able to take the information to Congress and lobby, and I will have An opportunity to talk to His Excellency the President alone. "

"What to do if you lose?" The middle-aged man with a gray head looked at Zhang Yang who was approaching Elberta on the ring.

"Can't lose ..." The younger middle-aged man violently said, "One is the most perfect biochemical human being at present, and humans cannot defeat him. In his veins, there is nobleness flowing billions of years ago. Blood, he is perfect, he is the ultimate goal of human development ... "

"..."

Several other people glanced at each other without speaking, the atmosphere was very depressed, and everyone clearly saw that the Chinese young man had overpowered No.1, and No.1's legs were shaking, apparently, he had not Recovered from the first bump.

"If we lose, we have to find the reason ..." The younger middle-aged man sighed, and it seemed that he also felt that the victory that was at hand was already distant.

"Don't look for it." The slightly older middle-aged shook his head.

"why?"

"I'm sure this Chinese young man has a power that human beings should not have. If we want to improve the biochemical genetics to the point of perfection, then our only way is to get the young man's genes, but This is a difficult problem. The young man and No. 1 had close contact twice, and even the skin was not broken, and we could not obtain his gene sample ... "

"What about number one?"

"No. 1 is a wise biochemical person. We can't abandon him. Moreover, we need him to provide the physical data of the young man to see how his explosive power and anti-strike ability have reached. In fact, I The most worrying thing is that this young man was sent by the Chinese political axe. "The slightly older middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of melancholy.

"China's political axe!" The younger middle-aged man gritted his teeth, his face vaguely said: "No matter what, we can't stop halfway, we're just a little bit short, just a little bit, No. 1 is now perfect There is no one who can stop us ... "

...

"Peng!"

A landslide that interrupted the conversation in the private room, and the moment his fist blasted out, an unnoticeable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The whole boxing field was always shrouded in his thoughts. Next, the conversation of the group of people, he did not miss a word ...

The goal appeared, and now all he needs to do is create opportunities.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Two majestic bodies slammed heavily on the ring, showing Alberta's majestic chest in this boxing, and almost at the same time, Alberta's huge fist hit him when he stepped back. The chest, the huge impact force made his body fly up, and fell into the ring.

"Well ..."

Blood was flying in the air once again, and Elberta was blasted by the boxing blood, his huge body fell to the ground, and the white skin was stained with blood, which looked extremely dazzling.

Alberta's face twisted in pain, the huge body was struggling on the ground trying to stand up. He heard several crisp fractures in the chest in the boxing just now. It was the sound of his ribs breaking. He felt his own. All the internal organs seemed to be smashed. He never thought he would be so vulnerable ...

Looking at the struggle on the ground, with a painful look at Elberta, the audience of the fist arena with wide eyes and an incredible expression, and Lao Carla's heart was beating wildly.

(To be continued)