On the side of the stand, Muban sat there, with Hecco beside him, but both of them were wrapped tightly so that no 1 would recognize them.
"Patriarch, if you want to know if this Abel is the son of the eldest miss, you can try this guy's blood first. If the blood in his body senses your breath and reacts, it will prove that you 2 Where individuals are connected by blood…"
Hecco said in a low voice.
Muban didn't speak, but with a flick of his finger, an inaudible breath went straight to Abel.
Abel, who was preparing to draw lots, suddenly trembled slightly, and then looked at the place where Muban was sitting.
Abel didn't know Muban, and he had never seen Muban, but when his eyes fell on the tightly wrapped Muban, Abel's heart twitched.
Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance, Abel could feel who was sitting here.
The full of anger burned in Abel's heart. Just when Abel couldn't control his emotions, suddenly Pedro patted Abel on the shoulder: "Little man, it's your turn…"
Pedro's sudden interruption made Abel's anger dissipate in an instant. Abel knew that it was not the time for him to fight with the Luther family, and his strength was simply no match for the Luther family.
If it is too early to let the Luther family know his exact identity, then Abel's troubles will be even greater in the future.
Abel turned around and started drawing lots.
And after a gleam of light flashed in Muban's eyes, he slowly got up, turned around and left without stopping or watching the next game.
Seeing this, Hecco also hurriedly followed.
At this moment, all parties in the arena have already drawn lots, and then it is time to enter the official battle.
I saw a short and dark man jumping suddenly, and then his body fell directly and steadily on the ring. At the same time that the short man fell on the ring, there was another man with a turban and a beard on his head. Step up to the stage without any hassle.
The 2 of them clasped their fists face to face and didn't speak, but the aura eAurating from the 2 instantly collided.
The short man's body suddenly bounced up, punching the man with the turban on his head.
This punch was ruthless and unexpected, and the speed was extremely fast. There were bursts of harsh air explosions in the air. The power of this punch was evident.
"Mr. Chitel, the 1 who punched is Buteen, a master from Taiguo. This person has practiced Muay Thai since he was a child, and his strength and speed have been extremely fast, and his shot is also very ruthless…"
Togrel introduced it to Abel.
Abel didn't care, although the Buteen punched fiercely, and the strength and speed were superb, but for Abel, these were not enough. Ability, also can not break Abel's indestructible golden body.
Just as Togrel was introducing Abel, Buteen had already attacked more than a dozen punches 1 after another. Not only his fists, but Buteen's knees also attacked the opponent like a storm.
In just a few dozen seconds, the man with the scarf wrapped around his head was punched directly in the abdomen, flew out of the ring, and smashed to the ground heavily, spitting blood.
Although the injury was not light, Buteen was obviously showing mercy and did not take the opponent's life.
After winning 1 blow, Buteen looked at the audience excitedly: "The next 1 can play…"
Buteen's voice just fell, and I saw Suvilar's body trembled slightly, and then the whole person fell on the ring like a feather.
To be continued........
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