No, no, no!

Even if he is covered in iron, he can hit a few nails!

Just these people, Sensei said that he was beaten, even if he was a mouthful of spittle, he could drown him!

Seeing a bald man with a delicate face and chanting the Buddha's name, these people subconsciously thought he was a monk.

The people of the Spring and Autumn Sect don't have this temperament.

However, at this time, you have to pinch out the soaked urine to catch a toad, and it is not easy to see a bald head, and it is impossible to completely erase the suspicion by reciting a sentence of Amitabha.

Quite a few people followed into the dueling arena.

In the hall of the dueling arena, there are light curtains floating in the air, and on them is the picture of a duel in the dueling arena.

As soon as he entered the dueling arena, Zhang Hao had one more option in front of him.

"Whether to match the opponent or not, start the duel. ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Hao's eyes flashed, and he came to a stadium-like scene!

A huge Tai Chi pattern was carved on the wooden floor, and Zhang Hao was standing in the position of a black fisheye at this time.

Behind him, there was a huge curtain of light in the air that read.

"Son of Heaven!"

"Record: wins, 0 losses, 0 wins, 0 wins. ”

There was a circle of auditoriums all around, and those who followed Zhang Hao were sitting in the audience at this time, and there were about twenty or thirty people.

Seeing the nickname of the account, these people's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Son of Heaven, isn't this nickname like a monk would come up with?"

"What a big breath, you dare to call the Son of Heaven!"

"Looking at his record, this is the first time he has come to the gladiatorial arena, and you will know what he is in a while. ”

At this time, a pillar of light lit up in front of Zhang Hao, the pillar of light disappeared, and a young man appeared in the white fisheye position.

A light curtain also appeared behind him.

"Wu Aotian. ”

"Record: Wins, 0 losses, 1 straight wins, 0."

When the people in the audience saw his nickname, they all twitched the corners of their mouths.

Gotcha, here's a more ruthless one!

That one is called the Son of Heaven, and this one is called Aotian!

Just for this name, these two will have to fight!

Wu Aotian looks similar to Zhang Hao, and he should be a martial arts student at which university.

Wu Aotian was taken aback when he saw Zhang Hao's bright and sparkling bald head, and said in his heart: I won't win the lottery, I actually matched the legendary disciple of the Spring and Autumn Sect.

But as soon as he looked at the crowd watching the battle around him, he immediately dispelled this idea, if it was really that Zhang Hao, the audience should be full.

This should be a simple bald head.

Looking at the light curtain behind Zhang Hao again, it was a joy again.

Could he be my fateful rival!

Looking at his name, Zhang Hao also has a toothache, how to match such a thing.

Autean?

I agreed!

A huge number appeared between the two.

3。

2。

1。

Begin!

At the end of the countdown, Zhang Hao immediately rushed towards Wu Aotian.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed the distance and came to him.

Zhang Hao stared at him intently, trying to predict what he would do.

Attack?

Or defense?

But he didn't see any of this, he just saw a trace of surprise on Wu Aotian's face!

Depends on the surprise of his speed!

When this thought came to mind, Zhang Hao paused slightly!

And then that Wu Aotian still looked like an accident.

What a ghost!

You're a mallet!

Luohan Fist!

Seeing this, Zhang Hao attacked directly, and a Luohan fist slammed into Wu Aotian's stomach!

"Vomit~~"

Wu Aotian retched with that surprised look, driven by the power of this punch, and his feet slightly left the ground.

The waist force is based on the right foot, and the left leg draws a semicircle in the air and slams him in the face.

"Whew!"

Wu Aotian suddenly flew out like an arrow off the string!

Before he could land, Wu Aotian, who was still in the air, rolled his eyes and fainted, and then turned into light and disappeared.

"Huh?"

Hearing the sound of victory, Zhang Hao couldn't help but scratch his head.

What a player!

Blink and kneel!

Man-machine!

"Whether to continue the duel or not. ”

"Go on!"

The second opponent is still a young man, with a record of one win and two defeats.

However, he was still defeated by Zhang Hao in three times.

The duel continues.

When the third duel was won again, Zhang Hao couldn't help but doubt the purpose of the master to let him come here.

Isn't this just an excuse to provide a medicated bath here!

I didn't expect this old man to be a tsundere!

Seeing Zhang Hao's expression, some of the audience members in the audience showed a wicked smile on their faces.

"Such a profound Luohan boxing, just from this boxing method, this son of heaven should really be a little monk, but he thinks he has misunderstood something. ”

"It's inevitable that you will misunderstand when you come here for the first time!"

"The ranking of the dueling arena in the God of War space is not calculated as a victory or defeat but a winning streak, and the more consecutive victories, the stronger the opponent will be, and once you fail, you have to start all over again. ”

"I heard that Zhuge Invincible and Ye Qing, those young Tianjiao, have won more than ninety games in a row, and there should be someone between them who can be undefeated in a hundred battles and win the title of the king of martial arts. ”

"That's too far away, let's watch the game in peace. ”

"The little monk has won three games in a row, and the next one should be matched with a real good player. ”

A pillar of light rose in front of Zhang Hao, and the opponent of the fourth game appeared!

Unlike the previous man-machine, this time the opponent was a thirty-year-old young man.

The strong body is full of stone-like muscles, and the flat hair is combed, and the face is strong!

And the light curtain behind him reads.

"Blood knife, 22 wins, 1 consecutive victory, 9 wins. ”

Seeing this achievement, the audience in the audience immediately discussed.

"The little monk is unlucky enough, looking at the record, this blood knife should have won 12 games in a row before, but he only lost one consecutive win streak and cleared the record, and then won nine games in a row again, this blood knife is definitely a good player!"

"Not only is he a good hand, seeing the dagger on his waist, the previous twelve consecutive victories were all killed with this dagger with one blow. ”

"Precise! Capable! Beyond the reflexes of ordinary people and excellent combat awareness, you can find the opponent's fleeting flaws in the battle, and then attack!"

"Looking at his attack method, it should be a person in the army, with his strength, he has won at least fifty times in a row, but his fate is not good, and in the thirteenth duel, he matched the little sword fairy Ye Qing who was rushing to the list, and was beheaded by a sword!"

"The little monk is in trouble!"

As the numbers in the field counted down, the Blood Knife held the dagger with his backhand and assumed an attack stance.

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Zhang Hao's eyes condensed slightly.

In addition to fighting with the little hooligans at school, it was the first time he had fought a warrior with a weapon in his hand.

Feeling the murderous aura faintly coming from his opponent's body, Zhang Hao suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Something flashed through his mind, but he just couldn't remember!

Seeing that the countdown was about to end, Zhang Hao came back to his senses and looked at the blood knife intently.

"One inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, using a dagger as a weapon shows that he is very good at hand-to-hand attacks. ”

"Big, but not too burly, it should be fast!"

"I have no weapons and can only engage him in close combat, although I suffer some losses, but as long as I don't get hit, that thing is the same as nothing. ”

"In terms of speed, I haven't practiced special exercises, so I don't have an advantage. ”

"My only advantage is strength, although I am much thinner than him, but I have a golden bell jar, but I am actually stronger than his strength. ”

"He must not have imagined that I would have such a great power, so as long as he seized the opportunity, he could end the fight with one blow!"

The countdown ends.

"Bang!"

Zhang Hao kicked the ground hard and quickly rushed towards the blood knife.

Unlike the three people and machines before who only knew how to stand stupidly, the blood knife also rushed towards this Zhang Hao.

The two are getting closer.

After calculating the distance, Zhang Hao punched him in the face.

His fist was the first to enter the range of the Blood Knife.

He's going to attack that arm.

Zhang Hao's dead blood knife held the knife's right hand, and when he made a move, he immediately dodged, and then ...... Attack!

But seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer to the face of the blood knife, he didn't seem to see the difference, let alone make a move, but he didn't blink his eyes.

"How so?"

Zhang Hao wondered in his heart, could it be that this is also a personal machine, just a murderer?

Just when Zhang Hao's fist was about to smash into the face of the Blood Knife, his entire body also entered the attack range of the Blood Knife.

That's when it happened.

The bloody knife moves!

Seeing a cold light flashing in front of him, Zhang Hao suddenly shouted badly,

Golden Bell Jar !!

Run the bell jar while leaning back vigorously.

"Brush!"

Zhang Hao immediately felt a slight chill on his neck, and hurriedly jumped back twice to distance himself from the blood knife.

His left hand was pressed to his neck, and he suddenly felt a warm liquid flow out, and bright red blood flowed down his neck to his clothes, dyeing his shirt a large patch of bright red.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Zhang Hao gasped heavily, and just now that made him break out in a cold sweat.

Because of the excessive tension, the adrenaline secretion is accelerated, and the heart is "banging" and beating!"

There was some horror in his eyes as he looked at the bloody knife.

He...... Just Xiang killed me!!

If I hadn't activated the bell jar in time just now, that knife would have cut the entire artery.

At this moment, Zhang Hao suddenly remembered what flashed through his mind just now.

It was what his master had said to him before.

When talking about the dueling arena, he used the words ...... Fighting!!!