In ring 23, the Snakeskin Brigade ushered in their first battle.

The first to come on the field was wood.

He was still the same person who didn't care about himself, his eyes were hollow, his expression was numb, and he really deserved his nickname.

And his opponent is a flat-headed young man from the Dragons. The appearance of young people is extremely ordinary and ordinary, if it is placed in the crowd, you will not look at the second look of the kind of person, so ordinary that you can't remember him at all, and will take the initiative to ignore him. However, it can be seen from the thick callus on the tiger's mouth on his left hand that this person is not ordinary.

The first wood-only match, where everyone gathered under the ring. Qin Lang's brows twisted into a Sichuan character, looked at his opponent and asked, "Lord Bao, what is the origin of the other party?"

Bao Qintian touched his chin and replied: "This team is relatively mysterious, and the only news that can be found is that it is an official team. ”

Dragon?

The official team?

Could it be ......

Wang Xinnan had a bad premonition in his heart, and said with a calm face: "This scene may be a little troublesome. ”

On the stage, Xiao Pingtou was slightly surprised by the performance of the wood, this guy was really as stable as Mount Tai, he stood in front of him, as if he was a transparent person, from beginning to end, he didn't look at himself with a straight eye. Those who can perform like this either have strong self-confidence in themselves, keep their eyes on everything, and do not take any opponent in their eyes, or they are some pretending to be forced to deter and paralyze their opponents.

Of course, he didn't expect that the person standing in front of him was actually a fool.

"You met my knife ghost in the first game, you are really unlucky. Xiao Pingtou took out the black and shiny short knife on his waist, stretched out his tongue and licked it on the knife, and smiled coldly: "But I'll give you a chance, as long as you admit defeat, I won't hurt you." Otherwise, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be. ”

The fists and feet are ruthless, and the swords have no eyes.

As long as you stand on the stage, it is a life-and-death contest.

Everyone present has signed a death pact, no one will joke with their lives, and they have only one goal in the ring - to knock down their opponent, or, make him never get up again. Of course, you can also admit defeat, and the premise is that it must be raised in your own mouth.

The wood didn't speak, still with the same angry expression. The knife ghost looked at the defenseless wood, frowned, and said, "Don't you use weapons? This is a life-and-death duel, and I won't let you!"

“……”

"Ready? I'm attacking!"

“……”

"Mader, I'm angry! Despair, tremble! boy!" the knife ghost roared, no longer talking to the pretending criminals in front of him, and swung out a knife. His knife was not only fast, but also very accurate, and even more ruthless! This seemingly unremarkable knife made everyone in the audience gasp.

The first rule of the Dragon's Code: Never shoot at your companions and teammates.

Suddenly, such a message flashed through Wood's mind. Wood looked blankly at the approaching opponent, and there was a vague sense of familiarity in him.

At this moment, there was only one belief in his mind: I, I can't make a move on him, he is my comrade-in-arms.

The fist that was finally clenched was put down by him in an instant, and the blade came head-on, and the wood subconsciously took half a step back, cutting through the skin of the wood's face, and blood suddenly overflowed from the wound.

"Hmph! But that's it, I won't show mercy to my subordinates in the future!" The knife ghost Fang Cai's knife was just a simple temptation, even so, the other party was still injured by himself, obviously the other party's strength was not high. At this moment, the sword ghost seemed to have seen the goddess of victory beckoning to him.

The knife ghost did not hesitate, and pounced again with an evil smile, the speed of the knife ghost can only be described as extremely fast, and the people on the side didn't even react to how he came out of the knife, and saw that the wood began to drip blood.

Just two faces. A cut of at least ten centimeters had been cut in the wood's right arm, and blood was pouring outward, and the chest was cut open by a sharp blade, and the blood soon soaked through his thin shirt. However, during this period, Wood also had at least two chances to attack, but he gave up one by one and simply dodged.

"What's going on? Why doesn't the wood make a move?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked anxious, the wood at the moment was completely a sandbag, the key was that the opponent was still holding a knife!

I don't know, he seems to have some concerns. Wang Xinnan held his cheek with one hand, and his face was a little ugly. After all, his teammates were beaten on stage, and whoever he was in might not feel comfortable.

"What the hell do you mean, do you want to fight or not? Can I tell you, if you do this again, I will kill you directly in the next stab?"

It's the first time I've encountered such an opponent, so keep attacking, right? Don't attack, the guy on the other side obviously won't admit defeat, he can't admit defeat by himself, right?

After weighing the pros and cons, in order to win, the sword ghost decided not to keep his hand anymore, although he didn't know what the other party meant, but this was the dragon's first battle, and it must be won!

The fat man stabbed Li Laodao with his elbow in the audience, and whispered: "Lao Dao, you are idle, get a spell, and trick the hairy man with the knife off the stage, M, if it goes on like this, the wood will die." Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, hurry up!"

"It's not that I'm afraid. Li Laodao had a bitter face, peeked at the dry Zen master who was sitting down like an old man with a kind face not far away, and said bitterly: "My trick, others may not see any clues, but in front of the great monk...... It's just playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong. ”

Qin Lang frowned and said, "Damn, what should I do, I can't let the wood be hacked to death on it, right?"

He has secretly decided that if Mu still doesn't make a move, he will go to the stage to stop it, even if he loses the qualification, it is better than losing a teammate, right?

"Snort" was another knife, and the wood's chest, which was already injured, was stabbed again, and the wound instantly nearly doubled, and the blood stained the floor under the wood's feet red along the wound.

"Hmm" Wood snorted, staggered back two steps, gasping for air, until now, there was still no expression on his face, not even a trace of pain from beginning to end, as if the body was not his own.

"That's it, that's it...... In this game, I threw in the towel. In the end, the knife ghost still showed mercy. Let him kill a person who has no intention of fighting, he can't do it anyway. After all, his own knife is used against the enemy.

"Are you sure you're throwing in the towel?" the referee reminded with a speechless face.

The young man in front of him has good knife skills, and he is also okay. It's just that the brain is not very flexible, and if you want to win, you don't have to kill people. You knock him out, you throw him out of the ring, why do you have to get into the horns?

And as a referee, I can't remind him. My No. 23 ring is really wonderful, one has to send points, the other just can't pull the sub to collect, and the whole TM with abnormal brain is divided together.

As everyone knows, the knife ghost is also a person who loves to drill the horns of the bull.

Although there are ten thousand unwilling in my heart, so what? The knife ghost smiled bitterly: "I ......"

"Wait! I'm the captain of the Snakeskin Brigade. At the critical moment, Qin Lang stood up and interrupted the words of the sword ghost: "We admit defeat in this game, and you won." ”

"However, this is not in line with the rules of the competition......"

"Nothing out of order. Qin Lang shook his head, walked into the ring, picked up the wood that was leaning on the edge of the ring and panting, and said to the referee: "My brother, there is a bit of a problem with his brain, I believe you can also see it, is it okay for us to admit defeat in this game? We are willing to welcome victory, but we don't want to win inexplicably." Of course, I don't want to see powerful people leave the ring with regrets. ”

"This ......" The referee's face was a little ugly, and he turned his head to look at the stands, only to see Master Kuzen nodding at him kindly. The referee suddenly turned pale and nodded: "Yes, but it's not an example, if there is such a situation, your entire team will be disqualified." ”

"Okay. ”

Qin Lang nodded, didn't say anything more, and when he passed by the knife ghost with the wood, the knife ghost vaguely heard the wood's weak voice and said, "I can't make a move on him, he is ......"

Qin Lang naturally heard the words of the wood, glanced at the knife ghost in a daze, and nodded at him, at this moment he seemed to understand something. Pick up the fainted log and walk towards the bottom of the ring.

"Hey, what's your team's name?"

Behind him, the voice of the knife ghost came.

"Snakeskin Brigade!" Qin Lang glanced back at him angrily and said, "You don't even know who your opponent is?"

The knife ghost scratched his head in a daze: "I'm sorry, I don't have that habit." In my opinion, no matter what kind of opponent you are, it's good to beat. ”

After a pause, he said, "However, the name of your team is really, really ......."

"It's really powerful, isn't it?" The wood was not lightly injured, Feng Xiao was angry, glared at the knife ghost and said angrily: "Your name is the knife ghost, my aunt remembers your name, I will wait for the next game, it is best not to let my aunt and grandmother encounter it, otherwise, my aunt and grandmother will tear down your bones and give the wood stew soup to drink! Hmph! Little prodigal, let's go!" After speaking, he raised his little fist that looked soft and ineffective.

"Huh!"

How many years, this is the first time that he has been threatened by a little girl, and the knife ghost shook his head helplessly, not taking it to heart at all. Stepping out of the ring, he strode in the direction of the captain, and the doubts in his heart may only be solved by the captain.

In the first game, it was defeated.

But no one blames the wood.

Judging from his last sentence before fainting, as well as the basic information of his opponent, it can be concluded that there is definitely some connection between this team named Dragon and the weapon of the country, the Dragon Soul.

Next, there are Wang Xinnan, Feng Xiaoxiao, Qin Lang and Sun Chouchou, although there are only four people left, but in addition to Sun Chouchou is an uncertain factor, the other three, how can they not lose a defeat, right? Especially the two girls, those are the two trump cards in the team.

The wood was carried away by the medical team, and there was no need to worry too much about Chen Bushuai guarding by him.

At this moment, the battle is coming to an end, most of the rings have been decided, only the two rings in the northwest corner are still fighting hard, but several people on the stage are also the end of the strong crossbow, with the small man in the No. 7 ring was thrown off the ring due to physical exhaustion, the first group of games officially ended.

The big screen turned again, and this time, the snakeskin brigade was on the field, and it was the two main forces in the team - Feng Xiaoxiao and Wang Xinnan.