In the octagonal cage, Wang Yaohui saw that not only was all the fist attacks blocked, but the opponent did not even take a step back, and he immediately noticed that something was wrong with him after having a lot of experience in melee combat, so he immediately twisted his waist and used his proud leg method, and a backspin kick slammed into the right side of Li Chenghong.

"Bang!"

Li Chenghong raised his right arm to block the blow, and stood firmly in place, in contrast, Wang Yaohui's face showed a look of pain, and there was a tearing pain in his calf, and his kick was like a kick on a steel plate.

"Replace me!"

Li Chenghong roared in a low voice, and his right fist blasted out, as fast as lightning, directly hitting Wang Yaohui's abdomen.

Suddenly, Wang Yaohui's entire body ejected like a wine stopper that had been rushed open, hitting the edge of the cage with a loud bang before stopping.

"Poof!" Wang Yaohui spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person lay on the ground like a puddle of soft mud.

"Yaohui!" Wang Yufeng ran into the octagon cage in a hurry.

Many people present were very surprised by this result, Wang Yaohui can see that he has a high professional level from the perspective of boxing and legs, but Li Chenghong only used one punch to beat Wang Yaohui away.

Wang Yaohui is 1.8 meters tall, has a strong physique, weighs at least 160 kilograms, and knocks a 160-kilogram adult man away with one punch, which shows how powerful Li Chenghong's punch is.

Zhang Xiaobei's expression suddenly became solemn, because he saw that Li Chenghong's right arm actually exuded a trace of cold white gas.

"It's corpse gas!" his pupils shrank suddenly.

Zhang Xiaobei had also been in the circle of warlocks in ancient times, and he knew that many warlocks in ancient times were obsessed with the study of two aspects, one was immortality and the other was rebirth. Immortality has not had any effective results so it quickly withered, but the art of rebirth and corpse refining has always been inherited, but no warlock has ever succeeded in bringing the dead back to life, and most of the things that have been refined are some walking corpses.

The zombies that are now commonly known are the failed products of the warlocks who practiced the art of alchemy at that time.

Zhang Xiaobei was taught by the Banyan Seed, and he had already mastered the right path of reincarnation at that time, but the Banyan Seed did not allow him to spread this technique, so he could only watch the group of warlocks tossing around from the sidelines but could not point out one or two.

Zhang Xiaobei used the rebirth technique of banyan seeds to resurrect Wang Zhaojun, Xiang Yu and Xi Shi, basically the real resurrection, the three of them do not have the slightest corpse qi, and those warlocks' failed products will exude a heavy corpse qi.

It's just that the corpse qi on his right arm is very different from the corpse qi on those zombies, and the concentration is not so high. And only his right arm exudes corpse qi on his body, and the other parts are no different from ordinary people. ”

Zhang Xiaobei saw that Li Chenghong's right arm was different from the failed products of the warlocks he knew in ancient times.

"How can this right arm with corpse qi grow on a living person, and who does this right arm belong to?"

With this question in his heart, Zhang Xiaobei couldn't help but glance at Zheng Zhen who was standing near him. He knew that Zheng Zhen must know something. Because when he was drinking at the airport hotel two days ago, Zheng Zhen said that Li Chenghong is no longer an ordinary person.

This Li Chenghong's power may come from this right arm, if Zhang Xiaobei's guess is not wrong, then the level of corpse refining of the warlock who created this right arm is far beyond that of his warlock predecessors.

It's just that in ancient times, there may have been warlocks with a higher level of corpse refining, because Zhang Xiaobei thought of the long-haired man who was defeated by him on Lanchuan Island, and Xiang Yu decided that this long-haired man was his former rebel general Yingbu, but Zhang Xiaobei hadn't really confirmed this.

But seeing that Li Chenghong on the stage also showed a trace of pain on his face, although he tried his best to endure it, he couldn't hide it, indicating that when he used the power of his right arm, his body itself would also be affected by it.

Luo Yucheng, who was sitting at the table watching the game, was not only surprised by this result, but also felt uneasy, because this showed that Li Chenghong was prepared.

"Fortunately, I am also prepared, each of my five bodyguards can defeat one against ten, even if you win Guan Yuhao in the end, it will never be possible to defeat my five bodyguards. Luo Yucheng clenched his right fist, he was still very confident in his five bodyguards.

After Wang Yufeng ran into the Octagonal cage to make sure his son was still alive, the hanging stone finally fell halfway, but his son's injuries were obviously serious and he had to go to the hospital for treatment.

Luo Yucheng was the master of today's family, and he immediately ordered several of his subordinates to help Wang Yufeng carry his son to a nearby hospital for treatment.

Wang Yufeng and Wang Yaohui left together. Next came the second matchup, and Li Chenghong also left the octagon cage and gave up the competition venue.

Now everyone's eyes have shifted to Guan Yuhao and Xiang Yu, but except for Zhang Xiaobei, the rest of the people believe that the winner must be Guan Yuhao, a former professional MMA fighter.

Yang Yifeng also deliberately walked in front of Guan Yuhao and instructed: "Don't hurt other people's children, but don't waste everyone's time by playing with him in the cage for too long, after you start, you will directly throw him out of the cage, throw him and teach him a lesson, and then I will directly judge you to win." ”

"Got it! I didn't have the idle exercises to mess around with that kid. Guan Yuhao said with a bored face.

After Yang Yifeng instructed Guan Yuhao, he wanted to go to Xiang Yu and teach him a few words, but seeing Xiang Yu standing there expressionlessly, looking absolutely not easy to provoke, Yang Yifeng really didn't dare to provoke him, and instead scolded Zhang Xiaobei.

"Xiaobei, you tell me, whose child is this, let him into the octagonal cage and was injured, his parents came to hold him accountable, are you responsible!"

"I'm responsible for everything that happens, I have three billion in my hands now, and what else I can't be responsible for. Zhang Xiaobei said with a slight smile.

"I'll tell you, you can't spend this money indiscriminately, I have to tell your mother to let her take care of you!"

After Yang Yifeng finished scolding Zhang Xiaobei, he glanced at Xiang Yu again, shook his head and said, "Hey, this kid must have watched too many martial arts movies, and he was deeply poisoned by it. ”

"Guan Yuhao, and this kid, go into the cage quickly, and finish the competition. ”

Yang Yifeng urged the two of them, anyway, in their opinion, the next duel was not a very serious duel, what they really wanted to see was the ultimate duel between Li Chenghong and Guan Yuhao.

Guan Yuhao was the first to walk into the octagonal cage, and then Xiang Yu also stepped in.

Xiang Yu looked curiously at the appearance inside the cage, it was the first time he had competed with someone in the octagonal cage. In ancient times, the ring was not as elaborate as it is now.

Xiang Yu liked to find adults to fight with his bare hands when he was seven or eight years old, after all, he was infinitely powerful, and none of the children of the same age were his opponents, but even if the opponent was an adult, there was still a situation where he accidentally beat people to death, and since then he has restrained himself from rarely finding someone to fight. After joining the army, there were often soldiers in the barracks who held fighting competitions, and sometimes he couldn't help but get out of the fight, but he generally chose those tall and thick-skinned soldiers as opponents, because only such soldiers could take a few punches from him.