Xu Jing used Tianxin to register Yang Hao, and the procedures were very fast, and it didn't take two minutes for Yang Hao's application to be approved......

"It's okay, you can just follow this passage now, remember to choose a weapon......" Xu Jing said to Yang Hao with a worried face, she has been working here all year round, and some things are naturally much clearer than Yang Hao.

This Zheng Han, that is, Zhu Yeqing, has been in this star's martial arts arena for at least half a year, and he doesn't have a chance to be promoted to a 2-star martial arts arena, but he is afraid of encountering danger in a 2-star martial arts arena, so in the past six months, every time he accepts a challenge, he will inexplicably fail in the last game......

In this way, he has always been a one-star fighter, and he doesn't have to go to the two-star martial arts arena to take risks. And the reason why Xu Jing didn't stop Yang Hao from choosing this guy was because there was not much time left for him to accept the challenge. If this Zheng Han didn't want to enter the two-star martial arts arena, then he would lose the game inexplicably in this game......

Before coming to power, Yang Hao was led to the weapons department, several weapons racks, full of all kinds of weapons, even some weapons that are very out of the way will appear, of course, there are no guns here, after all, this is a battle between warriors, and the appearance of guns is a bit of a disruption of the balance......

Weapons? Yang Hao directly chose a three-foot Qingfeng, no way, who let his 'master' only teach him swordsmanship? However, Yang Hao didn't know that it was a sword spirit who taught him swordsmanship, and as a sword spirit, it was impossible for him to move other weapons except for sword moves......

During the time when Yang Hao entered the stadium, the crowd in the stands was busy, and they had to bet between Yang Hao and Zheng Han......

Walking into the arena, Yang Hao saw the information on the huge display screen above his head, which was the odds of his battle with Zheng Han......

The odds of betting on Zheng Hansheng are only 1.13, but Yang Hao's side is as high as 3.35, seeing this, Yang Hao couldn't help but be stunned, and then couldn't help but regret it, he knew this, before he came in, bet on himself a few bets, 3.35 odds, if he pressed all the money on his body, then the assets would be tripled in an instant......

When Yang Hao regretted it, Zheng Han on the other side was looking at Yang Hao, well, there was a lingering student breath on his body, coupled with this slightly green face, it was obvious that this was a student who came out to practice or was ready to make a little money......

Originally, he planned to admit defeat in this game, but after seeing Yang Hao, Zheng Han suddenly changed his mind, it shouldn't take long to kill such a small guy, and the rest of the time is enough to match another opponent......

Yang Hao sighed helplessly, he came in, it's too late to say anything now, he can only wait for the next appearance, and let Xinglie help him buy a few bets for himself......

But next time, I'm afraid the odds won't be so high...... Looking at the dazzling odds of 3.35, Yang Hao helplessly thought that as soon as he made a move, the other party was prepared, how could he offer such high odds......

At this moment, Zheng Han, who was not far from Yang Hao, spoke, "Boy, look at your fine skin and tender meat, the blood must be delicious, I like the blood of your little white face the most......"

Zheng Han said, sticking out his tongue and licking the dagger in his hand, which was still stained with the blood of the dwarf before......

It's not that Zheng Han really likes blood, he has been here for too long, he is quite experienced in dealing with this kind of newcomer, this kind of newcomer, as long as he is so scared, then his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and he will be able to end him more easily......

"Oh? I didn't expect you to still have this hobby, do you have a lot of blood? I'll let you taste what it's like to have your own blood......" Yang Hao sneered disdainfully, since entering this martial arts arena, the killing intent in Yang Hao's heart has become stronger and stronger, and it has unconsciously affected his Siwei, at this moment he is no longer an ordinary student, but a god and demon with countless blood on his hands......

There was a total of 10 minutes from Yang Hao's selection to the start of the game, and this time was not for Yang Hao and Zheng Han to rest, but for the time for the spectators in the stands to place bets, so the two were separated by a raised fence, and the two could chat, but they couldn't do it......

10 minutes seems to be a long time, but in fact, it passed quickly, and by the time Yang Hao finished selecting the weapon and walked into the arena, more than half of it had already passed, so the two just chatted a few words, and 10 minutes had already passed......

As the fence in the center of the field slowly fell, the battle began......

There is no referee in the field, but as long as one party admits defeat, the other side is not allowed to kill the opponent unless it is unable to contain it......

As for the death of the ordinary fighter, there is no way to do it, because those spectators in the stands want to see this scene the most, so this is a contradiction......

When the fence sank halfway, Yang Hao moved, he jumped up and jumped over the fence directly, and stabbed at Zheng Han with a sword, although the game was not announced, but the moment the fence sank, the two sides could move......

Seeing Yang Hao's sharp sword, Zheng Han's expression couldn't help but be firm, he didn't expect that this guy didn't seem to be frightened by his previous actions, but it didn't matter, he didn't believe that a student boy could make any waves......

Although he thought so in his heart, Zheng Han did not recklessly use his own weapon to take over Yang Hao's sword moves, he used a pair of daggers, in the face of this kind of move, it is not cost-effective to take it hard. Therefore, Zheng Han was like a cold poisonous snake, not only did he not make a hard connection, but his body shook and he directly hid outside the scope of this move......

Seeing that a move failed, Yang Hao's sword momentum slowly unfolded like a breeze, before this Zheng Han and the dwarf fought, Yang Hao had already seen that this Zheng Han should understand the artistic conception of the snake, and his attack was like a cold poisonous snake, either not moving, a move was a fatal blow......

Now Yang Hao's light wind artistic conception, although the attack is not so powerful, but the victory lies in the continuous moves, and it is difficult to have too many flaws......

Yang Hao's move made Zheng Han anxious, he wanted to solve this student boy as soon as possible, and then move on to the next game, but now, it was difficult for him to find the other party's flaws for a while, if it continued like this, even if he could solve this guy in the later stage, he would not have time to accept the next challenge......