The young man smiled dryly, laughed and did not speak, but in his heart he was full of slander.

Not far away, a high viewing platform has been built around the 120 rings, and at this time, it is already full, and the viewing platform that surrounds the entire ring venue can accommodate 300,000 people.

There are not only evolutionaries sitting among them, but also a large number of ordinary people, which has a deep meaning, to let some ordinary people see the power of evolutionaries with their own eyes, so that they can yearn for it, so that they can take the initiative to participate in the evolution of civilization.

And in a place with a good view, Xikun National Teacher-Kong Yu is here, he sits in the crowd very low-key, followed by a middle-aged man, if you look closely, you will find that the appearance of the two is very similar, and the young man holding a book under the ring is also very similar to the faces of these two.

"Dad, that child in Yanqu is pure and kind, and in this kind of life and death exchange, I am afraid that he will not be able to take advantage of it. ”

The middle-aged man whispered to Kong Yoo, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

Hmph, Kong Yu snorted coldly, with anger on his face, and reprimanded, "If you don't experience a little life and death, how can you become a talent, even the heavy treasures in the clan have been given to him, if it still doesn't help, then just die, it's a waste of family resources." ”

The middle-aged Nuo Nuo nodded, not daring to refute at all.

Kong Yu slowly regained his composure, and he whispered to the middle-aged man, "Have you found out, is there an inevitable connection between the collapse of Shaohao Mausoleum and that young man." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, respectfully handed out a photo to Kong Yun, and said in a low voice, "This is the person, I have already instructed Yanqu to kill this person in this Shura battle, and the secret in Shaohao's tomb must be hidden in this person." ”

"Dad, don't worry, Yanqu still knows the importance before the family's righteousness. ”

Alas, Kong Yu sighed, no longer spoken, but said silently in his heart: I hope.

He was unwilling to guard the White Emperor's Mausoleum for thousands of years, in the end, a void, was picked by outsiders, the Confucian family has long had a secret legend, the White Emperor's Mausoleum has the emperor's left behind, can be blessed again after 10,000 years.

Why can the Confucian family take root in Qufu City for generations, the reason is this, how can that kind of thing fall into the hands of others, the Confucian family has no merit and hard work, everything in the White Emperor's Mausoleum has long been regarded by the Confucian family as its own thing.

And there are some things, which are great cause and effect, and the way of heaven is ethereal, and it has its own fixed number, so you can't force it.

His dry old hand rubbed the photo in his hand, looked at the ordinary young man, and the swaying thought in his heart became firm, the world is coming, there are some things that must be fought for.

And the young man in the photo is Qin Hao, if Qin Hao knew that someone was trying his best to ask for the things in the White Emperor's Mausoleum, he would definitely pouted and said:.

At that time, there were only two things, a guqin, broken, and an egg, and an inexplicable thing hatched, if you want it, you will give it to you directly.

.........

"Hi ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first Shura War! I am the host of this contest, and I can make you happy - clown!"

In front of the viewing platform, a high platform rises from the ground, and on the high platform stands a big brown bear, like a tall building, standing upright, patting its chest, full of wildness and rage.

The ordinary people under Taixia exclaimed in surprise, and some of them were so frightened that their legs trembled and their teeth chattered, it was really that this giant bear was too terrifying, and such a large size, I had never heard of it in my life,

"Haha, hello everyone, clown~ here!"

A figure like a circus clown emerged from under the bear's fur, which had been hidden under the bear's hair, but no one had found it, showing how large the bear really was.

"I'm going to introduce you to my partner, Bear Hall! ”

The clown jumped down, holding a colored staff in his hand, and floated to the ground.

He twisted his ass comically, the big red ball on his nose swayed, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he bowed his head slightly, while the giant bear behind him did the same thing as him.

One man and one bear raised their heads at the same time.

"Wishing you prosperity! Whoa, roar, roar!"

Oh, oh!

The audience resounded with a mountain and a sea of cheers, clapping their palms wildly, and the atmosphere was brought to a climax by this excellent host.

Even, there are some children who are not sensible, held by their parents, shaking their little hands, and greeting the giant bear.

The big bear grinned humanely, put the bear paw in front of his mouth, and threw a flying kiss to the field, while the clown crossed his waist with one hand and greeted everyone.

Hush!

The clown made a quiet gesture, held the microphone in his hand, and said, "Guys, the clown is here to tell you the cruel rules of this tournament. The contestants will either admit defeat in shame, or die on the stage in honor! or kill their opponents!"

"This is the Shura War! The Shura War, begin!"

Oh, oh, oh!

The audience once again erupted in a tsunami-like shout, and the emotions in the audience were completely boiling.

In front of the one hundred and thirteenth ring, the Flame Army soldier said indifferently to everyone, "Let's start, single number against double number, life and death, or admit defeat, by the way, after the first two rounds are decided, I will select five people according to your strength, and directly enter the second round, let's start!"

Qin Hao looked down at his number, in this ring, he is forty-seven, and his opponent is also forty-eight, oops, forty-eight is really an unfortunate number, and he met a Tianzhong Shenwu character like me in the first round.

Qin Hao rubbed his palms and rubbed his fists, eager to try.

"Brother Ren, when you come to the stage, I hope to take care of me!"

The young man holding the yellow book in his hand arched his hand and said to Qin Hao, showing his number plate, which was the forty-eighth.

Eh, Qin Hao was speechless, how did it feel weird, that wasn't right, was it a coincidence?

He bowed back to the young man, but he was more vigilant in his heart, but he smiled on his face, and said with a kind smile as much as possible, "It's a coincidence, and I hope that Brother Tai can show mercy." ”

Hehe, the two looked at each other and smiled, both sincerely, but at the same time they turned away, away from each other, and seemed to be looking for a place to watch the battle on the stage.

The first to appear in the ring was a graceful and luxurious young man, and a young man wearing a straw hat, the young man's face was full of disdain, his expression was arrogant, his fingers gently patted the long sword at his waist, and he said impatiently, "Where did the little doll come from, roll down by yourself, your hair is not tied, and you want to kill." ”

"Young Master, my mood..."

Burst.

However, before the young man could finish speaking, blood spurted from his mouth, and he looked at his abdomen in disbelief, where scarlet blood was flowing out, and the entire internal organs were completely shattered.

"What, what... Possibly..."

After the young man finished the last sentence, his body fell straight and fell down, perhaps, he would not understand until he died, why the young man who looked a little silly was so ruthless.

There was silence off the field, and the other rings had just begun, and this place was already over.

On the stage, there was still the young man with a straw hat, he was dirty, and his face was covered with dust, but at this time, his hands were full of blood, because, at that moment, he cut into the young man's abdomen with his palm, and it was just a move, and the young man was killed.

There was a stiff smile on the face of the silly young man, who looked extraordinarily innocent, while the young man on the ground was completely dead, his intestines were flowing out, his body was red and green, and his whole body had begun to stiffen, and there was a sharp contrast between the two.

In front of the ring, the Flame Sergeant silently spoke, "Number One wins." ”

As his words fell, the young man stepped down, and some people outside the arena came to the stage like dragging dead dogs, pulling the tragically dead young man off the stage, without even cleaning up the bloodstains, leaving him to remain on the stage.

On the viewing platform, there is an area where an obese middle-aged man and a rich and exquisite young woman are sitting, at this time, the young woman is crying heartbreakingly, and the cigarette in the mouth of the fat middle-aged man is falling impressively.

He stood up tremblingly, looked at ring number one hundred and thirteen, and said with a trembling lip, "My son." ”

The young woman yelled hysterically at the fat middle-aged man, "I blame you, I blame you, you have to let your son say anything about tempering, you just can't see our mother and ......"

The fat middle-aged man was silent.