Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Arena
As soon as they walked into the arena, everyone felt like their eardrums were about to burst. Damn, the whole arena was soundproofed without warning.
"Hit him, hit him!"
"it!"
"Damn, do you want to fight?
The spectators on the edge of the arena shouted roughly around the ring. The sound is like thunder, and the momentum is like a frenzy!
"Ya, isn't it just watching the game, as for being so excited?" Zhao Bufan rubbed his stinging ears and scolded indignantly.
The entire arena is divided into 100 rings, 70 individual rings, and 30 team rings. The audience seats on the sidelines are enough to accommodate 100,000 people.
Leng Qiu listened carefully, most of the insults were concentrated next to a ring, and he couldn't help but look at it.
In the field, a fat man carried a dangling bright steel knife on his shoulder, and looked at the thin man in front of him with his head held high.
The other tall and thin man was holding a dagger in his backhand, and the scar on the left side of his face added to his evil spirit, with a little arrogant and uninhibited smile on his face, and his eyes looked at the fat man uncertainly.
"Can you still use weapons in the competitive ring?" Leng Qiu couldn't help but look at Cai Hong.
Cai Hong nodded: "Yes." The use of weapons is also a form of one's own strength. ”
Leng Qiu didn't say anything more and continued to watch the game.
"Han Jue, I've been fucking unhappy with you for a long time, but I don't care about you because of your brother's affection. But now..."A flash of fierceness flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he slashed at Han Jue with a fierce sword, but he blocked it with a dagger. "Where the hell is Han Yu?"
"Huh. Han Jue chuckled lightly and stepped back flexibly.
The fat man was a little annoyed, and rushed towards Han Jue again, the steel knife drew an arc in the air, and Han Jue was still nimble in dodging. Suddenly, a cold light burst out of Han Jue's eyes, and he threw the dagger at the fat man, who slashed it away with a big slash. At this time, Han Jue had already circled behind the fat man, and the dagger that was split into the air was submerged into a magic circle, and appeared directly in Han Jue's hand, and the dagger stabbed fiercely at the fat man's thick neck.
Bite!
The skin on the fat man's neck was as hard as iron, and the dagger could not penetrate the skin in the slightest, and it almost collided with sparks.
"Cut. I thought you were covered in fat, but I didn't expect it to be so hard. No wonder you can't lose weight. Han Jue sneered and dodged the fat man's backhand.
"Didn't you say that you can't hurt people's lives, why do these two guys seem to be dead hands?" Leng Qiu looked at Cai Hong curiously.
"You look closely at the big screen above the ring. ”
Leng Qiu looked up, and sure enough, there was a huge LCD monitor in the sky above the ring, and the indicator lights around the display flashed red, showing the names of the two sides and their respective points.
"Every fighter who enters the ring has to enter their real name at the entrance, and then that screen will be displayed. In addition, the color of the indicator flashing on the display is determined by the sum of the points of both parties. Points and below 100 are white, 100 and 100 and 100 and 1,000 are yellow, 1,000 and 1,000 and 10,000 and less than 10,000 are green, and 10,000 and 10,000 and more and Duel of the Death game are red. Cai Hong explained in detail to everyone.
"The man with the dagger is named Han Jue. He is the seventh and seventh vice-captain of the mercenary group. And that fat man is Xia Da, the eighth-ranked boss of the Four King Kongs. ”
"Seven Absolute and Four King Kong were originally two very good teams. Xia Da and Han Jue's elder brother Han Yu are friends of life and death. But everything has changed since then. ”
"Hmm, what's going on?" Leng Qiu smelled something unusual.
"A year ago, Han Yu suddenly disappeared mysteriously. And Han Jue was the last person to see him. ”
Leng Qiu guessed, "You mean that Han Jue killed his brother Han Yu?"
Cai Hong nodded and said, "Yes." Rumors were rife at that time. And Han absolutely has no reasonable explanation for Han Yu's disappearance. So Xia Da broke with it, and even wanted to kill Han Jue to avenge Han Yu. ”
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. Leng Qiu squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.
Xia Da continued to slash with his knife, only to see that the bright steel knife blade was shining with a pale yellow light, and his breath was instantly released.
A pale yellow wave of air swept away like a hurricane.
Han never dared to hold it up, and immediately dodged sideways, the qi wave was unstoppable, and he split a crack several meters on the ground of the ring before stopping, and slowly disappeared.
What a strong force! Leng Qiu couldn't help but say secretly. It's really unseemly!
Han Jue's eyes froze, and he clenched his fist and smashed it towards Xia Da.
Bang!
Han Jue's fist slammed into Xia Da's body, and a trace of pain flashed across his face. The fat on Xia Da's whole body was as hard as steel at this moment, and his right fist was tingling and numb.
"Haha! If that's all you have with your fists, then I promise you, you're going to die a terrible death. Xia laughed wildly as the steel knife continued to slash at Han Jue.
"Tsk, my brother is right, you guy is really rough and thick-skinned. Han Jue rubbed his right hand and said lightly.
"You also deserve to mention your brother?" Xia Da was furious, both his speed and strength had increased, and the sharp attack made Han Jue frown slightly.
"A person's body is his strongest weapon. At this critical juncture, Han Jue actually put away the dagger. "Heavenly Palm!"
Han Jue slapped the steel knife with one palm, making a piercing golden sound, and the steel blade directly curled the blade.
Xia Da directly threw the steel knife on the ground, raised his fist and ran towards Han Jue. With each running step, the ground shuddered slightly.
"Cut!" Han Jue cut lightly, and his right palm met him.
Boom! Xia Da's flesh fist collided with Han Jue's right palm, and Han Jue was shocked back a few steps with some invincibility.
A gust of wind blew, and Han Jue dodged up again like a blast of wind, his fist glowing with white light, this time relying on his speed to attack behind Xia Da.
"Immovable as a mountain!" Xia shouted, and the whole person stood in place, as immovable as Mount Tai.
Han Jue's fist smashed on the back of Xia Da's head, but it was still difficult to hurt him for half a point.
"This guy's defense is really amazing!" Leng Qiu, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, couldn't help but admire, and at the same time, he was thinking in his heart whether he would be able to break through his defense against Shang Xia Da.
"You can't beat me. Not even your brother can break through my defenses. What's more, it's you, just suffer death!" Xia Da said disdainfully.
Han Jue dodged a few times and distanced himself from Xia Da.
"Really, then take me and try this trick!" The corners of Han Jue's mouth rose in a strange arc, and he shouted: "The smoke is vast!"
Han Jue slapped his palm on Xia Da's body, not painful or itchy. Just when Xia Da was puzzled, a strange force condensed from Han Jue's palm.
Xia Da snorted, but was repelled by Han Jue.
"The so-called Vajra body is nothing more than the magic quantum in the body gathered in one place to strengthen it. And my vastness and vastness are the magic quanta that can disrupt the condensation in your body. So, stop saying that no one can break through your defenses. Also, this vastness of smoke and waves is a research developed by my brother. After speaking, Han Jue turned around and walked out of the ring in a dashing manner.
Just when Leng Qiu was wondering how to decide the victory, he saw that the points on the screen above were added together, and then the two were evenly divided.
Tie?!!, can a life-and-death duel be serious?