"Eh, what's the matter with this person?"

Seeing the reaction of the surrounding crowd, Zhang Zhao asked the staff on the side in a low voice.

The staff held the list of martial arts players in one hand, frowned, and said: "This person's name is Qian Qingye, who was already defeated in the competition the day before yesterday, but in the end, he eliminated a female martial artist by despicable means. ”

"Oh, what a despicable law?"

Hearing this, the staff member also had a look of disgust, glared at that Qianqingye, and said viciously: "I was already defeated, but he actually tore off the clothes of the female warrior in public, which made the girl open up because of shyness, and finally lost a move." ”

"Huh, how can such a thing happen?"

Zhang Zhao was stunned, this kind of indiscriminate method is really not something that ordinary people can use, not to mention that this is still this kind of trick used by a big man against a little girl, to be honest, even he has a little contempt for this Qianqingye in his heart.

At this time, the staff member suddenly glanced at Zhang Zhao and said with a smile: "I said representative, it seems that all this is because of you." ”

"Oh, what does this have to do with me?" Zhang Zhao looked a little inexplicable, but the next words of the staff almost didn't make him fall to the ground.

"It seems that you said before that there are no rules for this competition, as long as it does not cripple to death, all conspiracy methods are okay, right?"

Zhang Zhao's mind couldn't help but think of the scene of announcing the rules of the competition that day, this sentence was indeed said by him himself, and it was in front of many media. Conspiracy can be used, and that's because this is a competition between warriors, and losing means death, and what is exercised is the concept that everyone is determined to win.

After all, this is not a boxing match between ordinary people, only wins and losses are calculated by points or KO, and martial artists are facing a life-and-death fight at any time.

As soon as he thought of this, an embarrassed smile couldn't help but appear on Zhang Zhao's face.

This is also the reason why this Chiaono was not judged to have committed a foul after winning the tournament with such a move.

However, although he said the past in terms of rules, this sentiment and moral aspect cannot be said, so the surrounding audience scoffed at his behavior.

"Okay, the two sides salute, and the contest begins. ”

"Miss Wu, it's polite. ”

Qian Qingye didn't react at all to the countless people around him, he smiled and greeted Wu Xiaomin with his hands in fists.

But this Wu Xiaomin didn't seem to want to deal with him, her face was like frost, she snorted coldly, rushed to Qian Qingye's side in an instant, raised her right hand, quickly clenched her fist, and hit Qian Qingye's chest with that delicate and thin fist.

With a loud "bang", Qianqingye's body was blasted out like a cannonball, and it hit the pillar in the corner of the ring.

"It's a good fight, kill this shameless one. ”

Under the punch, the audience at the scene applauded, for them, they just hope to see this kind of scene, someone for them, a hard lesson.

Holding his chest with one hand, Chiaono stood up, looking at the thin woman in front of him with shock.

Unexpectedly, although Wu Xiaomin's figure is thin and looks weak, she didn't expect her fist strength to be as powerful as a nuclear bomb.

Now there is a clear division of strength between the two sides, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

Since this strength no longer allowed Chiaono to take advantage, he also put his mind on other aspects.

At this moment, I saw Wu Xiaomin rushing at him again, not giving Qian Qingye any chance to react, and it was pasted on his face in an instant.

This punch directly knocked Qian Qingye out, but he also grabbed the clothes on Wu Xiaomin's chest the moment he flew out. only heard the sound of "tearing", Wu Xiaomin's clothes were torn apart, and the scene was in an uproar.

When Wu Xiaomin's clothes were torn, Qian Qingye, who flew out upside down, turned back in the air, he clenched his right fist, with a cyan light, and the punch was not biased or oblique, and it happened to hit Wu Xiaomin's sensitive parts.

Wu Xiaomin was hit by his punch because he was defenseless, and the whole person flew backwards with the strength of the punch, and was about to fly out of the ring, at that critical moment, Wu Xiaomin ignored himself, grabbed the chain on the edge of the ring, and returned to the ring in a 180-degree turn in the air.

Wu Xiaomin, who returned to the ring, tore off the torn shirt, wrapped the front and back of his body, and tied two sleeves around his neck, as if he was covering it.

At this time, her face was even colder, and she was full of murderous energy, and this competition was no longer just as simple as separating the winner and defeat.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao in the ring was also secretly speechless, this Qianqingye's methods are too despicable, a girl in front of more than 100,000 people, you just go up and pull other people's clothes?

Not to mention a girl, even if it's a man, you can't hold your face, right?

"Humph!"

Wu Xiaomin's face was as pale as frost and snow, he snorted coldly, his left foot shifted half a step, and then his hands were clawed on his chest, and at the same time, a dazzling purple light emerged between his hands.

Scold!

With a loud bang, the purple air mass that had gathered and formed in Wu Xiaomin's hand swung forward violently, only to see that the air mass, which was originally less than the size of a basketball, instantly expanded by more than 100,000 times, and the purple mangs were overwhelming, covering the entire ring.

"Uh....."

When the purple mang disappeared, the figures of the two players reappeared in the ring.

I saw that this thin Wu Xiaomin grabbed Qian Qingye's throat with one hand and lifted it directly into the air. The latter was also helpless, his legs were hanging in the air, and he instinctively kicked and struggled.

Wu Xiaomin's face was as pale as frost, and he was full of murderous energy, as if he wanted to strangle this shameless person who dared to despise him to death with one hand.

As I said at the very beginning of this competition, the rules of the competition are that there are no rules, as long as it does not cripple to death, then any other means can be used.

But at the moment, the situation is obviously that Wu Xiaomin wants to strangle her opponent, and if she strangles Qian Qingye, then she will also lose her qualification for the competition.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao ran over directly and grabbed Wu Xiaomin's hand.

"Xiaomin, forget it. ”

"Xiaomin ......."

Zhang Zhao didn't dare to forcibly repel Wu Xiaomin, so he had to plead bitterly with words.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Xiaomin snorted coldly and threw Qian Qingye to the ground.

"Hmph, a nest of snakes and rats!"

Wu Xiaomin glared at Zhang Zhao fiercely, threw down this sentence and turned around and walked out of the ring.