The host took the microphone and just wanted to introduce it, but a person directly snatched the microphone from the host's hand at a very fast speed.

The man was a contestant, wearing a nose ring, dyed his hair in a variety of colors, and then striking what he thought was the coolest pose from time to time, giving him a bit of a rustic off-the-beaten-path.

He snatched the host's microphone, and then came directly to the audience and said, "Audience, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Huang Hu, and I have a seven-layer break during the insight period, and I want to announce ....... here today."

Saying this, he turned to the rest of the contestants on the stage, swept them with his hands and eyes, and said with a confident smile, "I will be the champion of this competition!" and then threw the microphone to the host.

Stage

Huang Hu's words obviously stimulated some of the contestants, and one of the men wearing a mask muttered coldly, "This person is sick." ”

In fact, it's not just this person, almost all the players on the stage have this opinion of Huang Hu, a player who directly provokes others before he starts, or he is so strong that he is extremely confident.

Either that's a fool, it's clear that they've taken Huang Hu for a fool!

It's just that in He Zi'an's room, at this time, He Zi'an said with a smile on his face, "This Yellow Tiger is a bit interesting, he actually made a preemptive strike, and wanted to choose each other's strength! Not bad, not bad!"

He Zi'an is good for two in a row, and obviously has a very high recognition of Huang Hu.

"Hmph, a clown jumping off the beam!" Liu Weilong on the other side snorted coldly, revealing indignation and said.

Of course he was indignant, because of the plan he arranged, he didn't expect to be directly stirred up by a yellow tiger, if it weren't for He Zi'an, he estimated that he would definitely kill the yellow tiger on the spot!

As for Yun Zhongxian, she maintained her style and didn't participate at all, anyway, as long as she didn't provoke her, she could ignore it, of course, she also understood that after all, although the forces behind her adhered to the consistent style, they didn't participate.

can also understand the importance of the Tan family's bloodline, so Yun Zhongxian is naturally extremely concerned about Tan Likun.

Inside the field

Huang Hu's introduction naturally pulled a group of people directly to his opposite, but Tan Likun was a little curious about this Huang Hu, after all, a cultivator who had cultivated to the seventh level of the insight period should not have such a move that did not conform to his identity.

During Huang Hu's return to the stage, he has been observing the situation of the players in the field, and there are two people on his left hand side that he must pay attention to, one of them is the man wearing the mask.

The other is a little old man on a giant beast in Zuo Ai, the old man wears a small pine hat, his eyes are closed, and he seems to be asleep, but he obviously feels that every breath he takes is very regular, and the spiritual power fluctuations on his body are not weaker than his own.

As for the person on the right hand is the person named Mo Li, this person has never broken the lock on his divine sense since he started speaking, plus Huang Hu's previous duel between him and Jin Future, this person's strength is definitely not weak.

The others, although their strength is good, compared to these three people, it is more than a star and a half worse!

Just as Huang Hu was thinking, the players other than the three suddenly came out, directly reached out and grabbed Huang Hu's collar, and directly lifted Huang Hu up like a chicken.

This person was carrying a bald head, his face was crossed, his facial features were almost crowded together, and he said viciously to Huang Hu with a fierce face, "You nainai! Lao Tzu hates you the most like this kind of non-mainstream! Since you have finished the introduction, I will cut you first!"

After speaking, he directly raised his fist and hit Huang Hu's cheek head-on, and suddenly blood flew out, and when the bald head took his hand away, Huang Hu's face had been punched by this bald head and could not become a human form.

The nosebleed was left along his cheeks, which seemed terrifying, but it did not hurt the vital point, and this kind of injury was almost negligible for a cultivator!

The bald head was obviously not happy, so his right hand was raised high, which contained spiritual power, and he once again planned to punch Huang Hu.

Just when the bald fist was about to approach Huang Hu's cheek, a cold glint flashed in Huang Hu's eyes, and the bald head only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then the whole person felt like it was spinning in the air.

After landing on the ground heavily, he saw a headless body and the yellow tiger that was dragged up, and he was stunned for a moment, because he was too familiar with that headless body, wasn't it his own body!

This is the last sentence of the bald man's life, the bald head is not weak, plus he lives on the knife all the year round, and his natural vigilance is not too bad, but it's a pity that he met Huang Hu!

Huang Hu's shot is as fast as the wind, making it difficult for people with low strength to pay attention!

And just now, Huang Hu's actions, only three people in the field could see clearly, it was Tan Likun, the mask man, and the little old man sitting on the beast.

They clearly felt the murderous aura that suddenly erupted from Huang Hu's body just now, and then a few people saw Huang Hu use his hands as knives to directly cut off the bald man from his neck!

Although the man wearing the mask didn't move, there was a faint glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, obviously ready, and the little old man sitting on the beast, as if he had just woken up, yawned, chirped and chirped.

But Tan Likun felt that under his slitted eyes, a pair of eyes were like a sharp blade, looking at everyone in the field!

As for Tan Likun, after seeing Huang Hu's move and the reactions of these people, he already had an estimate in his heart, and secretly estimated that his battle would be a tough battle!

(End of chapter)