The passage to the martial arts arena was pitch black, which always gave Li Qi a sense of depression, and the closer he got to the door, the louder the shouting outside became, and his originally peaceful heart couldn't help but get nervous.

Li Qi exhaled deeply, and then slowly pushed the door open. The moment the door opened, a dazzling spotlight shone on, and the audience was filled overhead, black and oppressive like a colony of ants.

The extremely noisy cheers bombarded from all sides like thunder and landslides, and Richie's eyes, cochlea, heart, and even the cells and blood of his whole body were trembling by the overwhelming sound of the sea of people, but at the same time, there seemed to be a crazy mania growing in his body.

The entire arena is divided into four sections, each of which is separated by a huge impermeable wall, so that the players cannot know the situation of the players in the other divisions, only the spectators who are surrounded by it can clearly see it. And the martial arts arena is surrounded by tough iron chains, including the top, yes, it is wrapped in iron chains, just like a net of heaven and earth, so that the players inside can not escape, and there is no other way than to fight to the death to divide the victory and defeat.

Richie doesn't like the environment, whether it's the cheers of the crowd or the venue. The almost mad screams and cold chains gave him a sense of hopelessness and depression, and in this environment for a long time, people would inevitably lose their minds, and sooner or later turn into bloodthirsty beasts.

The audience outside the chain is like a madman, constantly tugging and slapping the chain, whining and screaming, just like the monkeys when Li Qi usually visits the zoo, and the monkeys come to attract the attention of visitors. Laughing outside the cage is funny like a monkey playing inside the cage, but in the eyes of the cage, why is it not just as ridiculous and funny outside the cage?

In today's martial arts world, ordinary people have always been at the bottom and are treated unequally everywhere, but now they can watch the usually high-ranking martial artists in the cage fight like beasts inside, how can such a rare opportunity not make them crazy and excited for a long time?

Li Qi looked at it from a distance, and there was a young man standing fifty meters away from him, who looked delicate, short, and looked like a high school boy, and Li Qi, a rough man with thick legs and thick arms, were completely two extremes. In terms of prestige, Li Qi is obviously superior to this man, and the audience outside the cage naturally cheers for Li Qi more lively.

"Kill him, kill him. "Crazy shouts rushed like waves.

And the handsome man on the opposite side was obviously facing this kind of scene for the first time, and he had already been frightened, trembling all over, his face was as pale as paper, and he was so nervous that he looked around.

Li Qi looked up at the big screen in the center, where there was the basic information of the players, the handsome man opposite, his name was He Wenxiu, the martial apprentice intermediate three-layer door, only one level lower than him.

"He Wenxiu?" Li Qi couldn't help laughing, "Such a feminine name is really showy." ”

As the bell rang, Richie's first game began with a deafening shout.

He Wenxiu looked at Li Qi nervously, and while slowly moving back, he pulled out the sword from the scabbard hanging on his back, but his hand was too trembling, and if he didn't hold it steadily, the sword fell to the ground with a crisp "duang".

"Hahaha!"

"Get down! Get down!"

This immediately attracted a tidal wave of ridicule from the audience outside the cage.

Li Qi covered his face and shook his head, and put on a friendly smile, "Xiu'er, don't be nervous, I will be very gentle." ”

Although Li Qi tried his best to put on the impression of being friendly and kind, the appearance of the fierce rough man forced out a grinning smile, but it backfired, and made He Wenxiu even more frightened, like encountering a smiling tiger.

"There is a first time for everything, as long as you overcome the fear in your heart and take the first step, anything in the world can be solved. Richie continued to encourage, talking about chicken soup that he was not very convinced.

Li Qi himself didn't expect that there would be a day when he encouraged his opponent to fight himself.

He Wenxiu stroked his chest, calmed down, then pursed his lips, picked up the sword again, and shouted in an encouraging voice, but the shout was too soft, without any momentum at all, and then caused a burst of ridicule outside the cage.

How can you fight this? Lao Tzu is going to make a fortune here! Li Qi's eyebrows furrowed, and his face gradually became impatient.

Li Qi shouted angrily: "Are you a, grinding and chirping, even shouting is so weak and powerless, are you being molested on the street? If you don't dare to fight, go home and eat!"

The sudden angry scolding, He Wenxiu's body was suddenly stunned, and the nervousness and fear on his face disappeared, replaced by a face of anger, and his delicate and fair face was flushed.

"I, He Wenxiu, am not a girl!" He Wenxiu's eyes showed a fierce light, clenched his fists, and roared loudly at Li Qi.

"Then prove it to me, and fight with me like a man!" Li Qi smiled proudly, his agitation method can be regarded as arousing the other party's desire to fight, some people are like this, you can say that he just doesn't open his mind, and he will only come to his senses if he is scolded.

"Ahhh

Li Qi smiled lightly, also took out a black stick from the bracelet, spun it in place a few times, and started the first round of confrontation with the stabbing sword.

The violent sound of metal collision, dazzling sword light, and fluttering stick shadows made the cheers of the audience outside the cage break out frequently, making the battle more and more intense.

Although He Wenxiu has a cowardly temperament, he is not an idle person, and his ruthlessness is indeed impressive, his offensive is fierce, the sword in his hand is flying and dancing, and countless sword lights are like a rain of silver and white arrows, and the edge is exposed.

In the eyes of the audience outside the cage, He Wenxiu completely beat the bearded man Chilong opposite. He Wenxiu continued to attack, but the bearded man was forced to retreat frequently, and even was hit several times so that he almost didn't hold the stick in his hand, and he was in danger.

The shouts outside the cage became louder, but the object of applause this time became He Wenxiu. This turn of events seems to be more in line with the audience's taste, and the cowardly side erupts to fight a strong enemy, isn't this the fantasy of most ordinary people all day long? Fantasy can one day ride on the head of a warrior.

"Yindong!" He Wenxiu let out a low sigh, stepped forward with his left foot, and stabbed Li Qi fiercely with the sword in his hand.

The sword flower that burst out from the tip of the sword was also like a silver snake, and the silver snake with the cold light flowing and the Taishan-like stick shadow couldn't help colliding with each other, stirring up countless colorful splashes of light.

In the hedging room, the audience saw that the bearded man was tired, kept retreating, and was finally violently pushed to the edge of the arena, crashing into the iron chain, if it were not for the support of the iron chain, he would have fallen out of the arena.

The bearded man was now sitting on the ground, his head hanging down, blood falling to the floor. In the minds of the audience, the winner of this competition has been decided, and the result also makes them feel very comfortable and excited, because they can't help but substitute themselves as He Wenxiu, and the fierce and vicious big men are those high-ranking warriors.

"Kill him, kill him!" cried out the audience frantically.

And He Wenxiu also seemed to be red-eyed, stepped on the ground, and rushed towards Li Qi, wanting to launch the final blow.

"Is this the end of the battle?" Li Qi looked thoughtfully at He Wenxiu, who was rushing over, his eyes were a little confused, and he muttered to himself.

"Yindong!" He Wenxiu launched a strong blow again, and the silver light flashed with the tip of the sword with a sharp sword wind, stabbing fiercely at Li Qi, who was sitting on the ground.

The shouts outside the arena also reached its climax, resounding throughout the martial arts arena, almost toppling the rhythm of the ceiling of the martial arts arena.

However, at the moment when everyone thought that He Wenxiu would inevitably win, there was a sudden change, and the red dragon, who should have been obediently killed, suddenly came back to life, a carp stiffened, and then bent down and dived forward, dodging the stab of the sword in milliseconds, and the club in his hand swung hard.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and before He Wenxiu could react, his calf had already suffered a heavy blow, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground heavily in an instant.

He endured the severe pain and tried to get up to fight back, but his opponent did not give him the slightest chance, and he received another blow to the back of the neck, and finally fell limply to the ground, unconscious.

From the bearded man suddenly getting up to fight back, to knocking down He Wenxiu with a stuffy stick, this series of battles was only two or three seconds, and before the audience could react, the battle ended abruptly, and the balance of victory instantly tilted to the other side.

The ......audience was stunned and the audience was silent.

When the radio broadcast Red Dragon as the winner, the audience station resumed its noise, but instead of celebrating the winner, it was denouncing.

"It's impossible, he's cheating, it's obviously He Wenxiu's victory!"

"Red Dragon, get down!"

Although the audience condemned in unison, the martial arts arena had unquestionable authority and completely ignored the audience's requests.

Li Qi patted the dusty black robe, spat out the blood in his mouth, and then stood in the center of the martial arts arena and slowly raised his right hand.

When the audience wondered what he wanted to do, his raised right hand turned into only one middle finger raised high, and he arrogantly circled in place, showing his middle finger to everyone.

"Scoundrel!"

"Scum!"

The audience's insults became even more unpleasant, and they were frantically tugging at the chains outside, as if they were about to break the chains and rush in and tear Leach apart.

Li Qi covered his ears with his hands, closed his eyes, and slowly left the arena.

Back in the waiting room, Lao Youtong came to Li Qi as soon as possible, his face was full of nervousness, "Eh, brother, you scared me to death, if it weren't for your good luck, you would have lost." ”

"Good luck? perhaps. Li Qi smiled and didn't explain.

"I saw that you bet five million at once, and I thought you were nine out of ten, but I didn't expect it to be so suspenseful. Lao Youtong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Don't panic, I'm measured. Richie patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"Anyway, those people outside seem to have a lot of opinions about you. Lao Youtong said.

"Cut, it's not them who send me money. Li Qi snorted, "Moreover, this is the effect I want, pull hatred, all I do is to make a fortune!"

"Make a fortune?" Lao Youtong didn't understand for a while.

Li Qi crossed Erlang's legs, laughing and not speaking.