A scuffle ensued. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Gangs of people fight, armed with guns and sticks.

Large gangs have more places, and several people join forces to deal with those who are alone, and those who are left alone are beaten to the ground, and many fall to the ground under the beating, spasms and vomit blood.

The people of the small gangs had to band together to deal with the people of the big gangs.

The thin man of the Green Owl Gang, who was moving fast, was holding a dagger in his hand, a small sharp dagger, which had already wiped the necks of several people.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, the entire arena was full of corpses and blood.

Bloody, brutal, horrific......

Guan Jia wanted to save people, but he was surrounded by several people, and he couldn't get rid of it for a while. All kinds of weapons are thrown at them, these people don't know anything about martial arts, their movements are sharp, and they all hit the vital points. Guan Jia hurriedly used the Eternal Spirit Knife to block, and he didn't want to hurt anyone, so he was very passive.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream came from behind Guan Jia, Guan Jia turned around, and saw Wu Zhihao open his huge palm, and directly pinched a person's head, and then threw it to the side.

"Smack!! The man slammed into the high wall at the edge of the arena, instantly turning into a puddle of flesh.

Blood splattered like a red fountain wave. Splashing on the crowd in the audience, those who were splattered with blood roared wildly. It's like getting a gift from your idol at your idol's concert. They roared wildly, cheered as much as they could, and even stuck out their tongues like a Rakshasa of Purgatory to lick the blood from the corners of their mouths.

"Uhh!!h Seeing this, Guan Jia was furious, these people have no human kindness, is human nature so evil?

After a roar, Guan Jia swung the Eternal Spirit Knife and slammed away the weapon that was attacking him. Many weapons were knocked out by Guan Jia, and then Guan Jia kicked one by one, kicking the few people around him directly.

After Guan Jia kicked these people away, several people fell to the ground, and before they could get up, the people from the other gang seized the opportunity and stabbed the fallen people directly after stepping forward.

"What do you do!? What are you doing!? Guan Jia saw that he had knocked these people down, but instead became an accomplice to the murder, and he immediately felt extremely angry.

But what is the use of this anger? Can he still go and kill these murderers? So what is the difference between yourself and these people?

At this time, Guan Jia saw the fat man sitting on a person, pressing the person to the ground and unable to move, and his whole body was wrapped in the fat of the fat man, only one head was exposed.

Seeing this, the thin man took the dagger and walked towards the man who was crushed under him by the fat man, ready to cut off the man's head.

How could Guan Jia see death and not save him, now that no one stopped him, he flew and rushed towards the fat man.

When he was about to get in front of the fat man, Guan Jia jumped up high, flew up and kicked at the fat man.

However, to Guan Jia's surprise, his feet actually fell into the fat man's body, as if he was trapped in a swamp, and all the strength on his feet was dissolved.

"Bang !!" When Guan Jia's body was still in mid-air, and one foot fell into the fat man's body, the fat man waved his hand and punched Guan Jia out.

"Bang bang bang!!" Guan Jia slammed on the ground and bounced two or three times.

And the man who was crushed under the body of the fat man, his head was cut off by the thin man.

The thin man held his head high and showed off to the audience. The head dripping with blood, the man died without looking at it.

In the audience, everyone went crazy, cheering and howling loudly.

Guan Jia's eyes flowed with tears, and he lay on the ground, slamming his fist on the ground. Originally, he thought that after this month of cultivation, he had become very powerful, but he didn't expect that when he reached this situation, he was still powerless. Although there is no problem with self-preservation, it is not possible to save others.

"This session is exciting enough!! Hahaha!! On the covered bridge, the mayor of Quzhou City laughed and continued to drink the tea soaked in the nose of Cheng Tai, the leader of the Qingxiao Gang.

Cai Dong also had a smile on his face, but there was a slight worry in his eyes. Now the three people sent by the Snapdragon gang are still on the field. Although Guan Jia was bitten by a snake, it was obviously fine, and the other two people had already killed several people and achieved a certain score. In any case, the top three spots should be able to be kept.

Cai Huihui gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, but there was a very dissatisfied look in her eyes. Guan Jia, this guy, doesn't know how to protect himself at all, who is he going to save? In such a situation, do you still have the heart to care about the lives and deaths of others? Why are you still lying on the ground crying like a? What a fucking coward.

Below the auditorium, the floor closest to the arena. Xiaoqing was trembling all over, this bloody scene made her feel terrifying, terrifying. She didn't want to continue watching, but she was worried about Guan Jia's condition. She didn't want Guan Jia to die like this, but deep down in her heart, there was already a scene of Guan Jia's tragic death on the spot.

Guan Jia suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a machete slashed towards his back, and he hurriedly raised his knife to block.

"Khoo!!" The sound of the clash of gold and iron, the sparks scurrying.

"Bang!!" Before Guan Jia could get up, the person who attacked him was kicked out by Wu Zhihao.

Guan Jia got Wu Zhihao's help again, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Stinky boy! If you don't kill people, others will kill you!! Wake up, are you still dreaming of the world? I used to be like you, but as I get older and understand more and more about society, you will find that the world is not as beautiful as you imagined. It's even dark! Wu Zhihao stared at Guan Jia and spoke, as if he was persuading Guan Jia.

Guan Jia wiped the tears on his face, showed a resolute look in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and nodded slightly, but he did not fully agree with Wu Zhihao's statement: "I know that this world is very dark, but why can't I change it through my own efforts!? ”

"Huh! Joke! To change these billions of people with the power of one person? It's simply impossible! Wu Zhihao sneered, showing a contemptuous expression towards Guan Jia.

"Why can't it be!? Emperor Qin and Han Wu, Tang Sect and Song Ancestor, which one is not the one who can wave his hand to command the world!? As long as you are strong enough, you can change the world! Guan Jia roared loudly, and his voice was loud, as if it was not only for Wu Zhihao, but also for everyone present.

There was a moment in the competition arena where all the staff froze, and they were stunned by Guan Jia's roar. In the audience, many people also "gurgling" and swallowing saliva. Guan Jia's words seem to make some sense.

However, in the next moment, after everyone came to their senses, the bloody killing started again. The cheers of the masses were even stronger, and the enthusiasm of the masses was even higher.

A scream came out, Guan Jia no longer tried to save those people, but he would not take the initiative to attack. The number of corpses is increasing, and the number of survivors on the jousting field is gradually decreasing.

Soon only ten people remained. These ten people are naturally the elite of the elite.