Chapter 267 Hand-to-hand one

Somewhere in the stands of the arena, the two of them were talking without talking. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It seems that this death match is arranged by you, it seems that the level of the participants has been improved a little bit compared to before?" asked a middle-aged man with a Chinese face.

"Since last month, it's my turn to arrange, as for the level, in your eyes, can you still look at these plays. Another young man, who was noticeably much younger and looked to be in his thirties, said casually.

"You know what I mean. The middle-aged man with a national character face said flatly.

The young man pursed his lips, and finally said, "You haven't been here for a long time, in fact, since more than a year ago, this is the standard here, there are about ten critical people, close to the strength of the critical ones, twenty or thirty people, the entry martial artists are sixty or seventy people, and the rest are cannon fodder." As for the reason, you probably know a little bit about it. ā€

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, just seeing the scene where Yang Wenjing jumped into the water with He Zheng in his arms, and suddenly asked, "What is the origin of that kid before?"

The young man also understood very well who the other party was asking, and replied directly, "That kid is not one of those who are three or nine streams, nor is he one who has been eliminated, but one of the official members who signed up to participate." ā€

"He Zheng, male, 22 years old, is suspected of having the strength of a boundary breaker, speaking of which, he participated in this death screening this time or I gave him permission. ā€

When the middle-aged man heard this, he also seemed to be a little interested, "What's the matter?"

"It was a middle management under my command who reported to me, saying that there was an official member who wanted to sign up, and it was less than 24 hours before the official start of deathmatch, so he was not without this qualification, but I saw the other party's information, and heard the reason for his participation, I thought it was very interesting, and I agreed to it. ā€

"Oh?"

"This young kid is a full member of our organization that we only recruited this month, and it seems to have good potential, and he has Level 3 clearance from the beginning. And this time I'm going to participate in a death match, and it's said that the girl inside may be his junior sister, but looking at the contact between them before, it should be a mistake. But most importantly, he is a registered disciple of the 'drunkard-sama'. At the end of the day, the young man looked a little solemn.

"The registered disciple of the drunkard, I think there are only two of them, and there doesn't seem to be one who fits the characteristics of that kid. The middle-aged man's expression also became more serious at this time.

"Some time ago, Lord Drunkard went out for a walk, and it seemed that the minister was joking with him at that time, asking him to find some seedlings to come back by the way, but after a while, he really sent someone to bring back ten ordinary grade reserve seeds. And for the sake of those few preparatory seeds, the drunkard made a little noise, which seemed to attract the attention of the officials of Mingyue Province, but it was not a big problem. After a slight pause, the young man continued, "The two registered disciples we accepted this time are the two survivors of the ten preparatory ordinary seeds, and that kid just now is one of them. ā€

"It's good luck," the young man sighed with some envy at the end.

After listening to this, the middle-aged man didn't make any comments, just looked at the deep water in the arena in front of him, and suddenly asked, "What did you get in the water?"

The young man smiled and said casually, "A small thing, a social fish that feeds on flesh and blood, even if that kid is in good condition now, he may not be able to please him." ā€

The meaning is obvious, this young man, who has only recently become a registered disciple of the drunkard, was immersed in the water in a coma and died...... As for the young girl, she never got into his eyes.

However, after finishing speaking, the young man found that the middle-aged man next to him did not pay attention to him, but turned his eyes to the arena, and the young man immediately followed his line of sight and looked directly.

I saw that on the water not far from the middle staircase, some scattered water splashes fell, and a lot of ripples spread out in all directions, it was obvious that there was a lot of movement before, but he didn't notice it.

Then, the surface of the water suddenly burst open, and two heads were exposed, which were the same boy that the young man had spoken...... He Zheng, and the girl Yang Wenjing, who was not mentioned.

The young man's face changed slightly, but he didn't speak, but continued to look at the dynamics in front of him.

He Zheng took Yang Wenjing to the surface, looked at the stairs that were only more than thirty meters away, and felt the movement not far underwater, frowning slightly.

Before, his punch was full of momentum, directly stunned those strange fish, but this punch was like poking a hornet's nest, and the number of strange fish in the entire arena was more than he imagined.

After the punch, those strange fish swarmed, and the number was estimated to be tens of thousands, and He Zheng didn't think about playing with these things stupidly under the water anymore.

"Looks like we have to try. ā€

He Zheng held Yang Wenjing in his arms with both hands, and then jumped up from the water with a fierce force, and the moment He Zheng left the water, his feet had turned into a silver-gray, which was the kind of strange fish that could not be counted.

He Zheng's body fell, his toes were slightly on those strange fish, and the downward trend changed instantly, and then his body leaned forward slightly, and he ran directly forward, without the intention of falling into the water at all.

Break through the water!

At that moment, He Zheng was extremely excited in his heart, after this time his agility was improved, he became his highest attribute, and after his body recovered, He Zheng felt that he was more relaxed than before, and he didn't know how much he was relieved, as if his body was pressing tens of thousands of pounds of weight before, but at this time, he was unloading. At that time, he had the feeling that he could walk on water.

Not a delusion!

You can really do it yourself!

He Zheng was excited, but also noticed the girl in his arms, the girl's clothes all over her body became extremely tattered, there were no less than 20 wounds on her body, blood continued to seep out, and the sudden discharge of spring could not attract He Zheng's attention at all. The girl's face was flushed at this time, her whole person was confused, and her state seemed extremely bad.

And the moment He Zheng broke through the water, the entire arena became a little noisy.

"No, that young man about my age was treading water!" someone said incredulously.

"Mentor, can you run on the water!" someone looked at the instructors around him with expectant eyes, making the instructors embarrassed.

"I really want to worship him as a teacher!" someone couldn't help but say.

Even the instructors, hall owners, etc., who brought the students to watch the battle, were extremely shocked.

……

Yang Yong looked at the figure that attracted the attention of almost all the audience, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, originally he thought that it would take nearly ten years for that young man to catch up with him, but he didn't expect that the other party's performance just now would not be much weaker than him.

Breaking through the waves, Yang Yong can also do it, and even better than what He Zheng showed, but this is Yang Yong's continuous improvement in martial arts training, and so many years of precipitation can only be done.

After Yang Yong saw He Zheng's performance, he knew that even if the other party was not as good as himself now, it was not far from the day when he surpassed himself.