"Oh my God, oh my God, what happened in the ring one hundred and thirteenth, second kill, did you see it, hey, how old is this young man in a straw hat, thirteen years old, fourteen years old, both first-level evolutionaries, what kind of past does he have, too strong, too cruel, look, he still has blood ...... on his hands"

The host clown exclaimed loudly, talking about the straw hat boy with emotion, and he was excited, as if he had seen a great treasure.

The eyes of the entire viewing platform looked at the No. 113 ring, there were exclamations, madness, worship, curiosity, and the eyes were intertwined, and the center point was a simple young man who was grinning and smirking, he pressed the straw hat down, and his face turned a little red because of shyness.

Not only the viewing platform, but many of the evolutionaries who participated in the competition all looked at the young man, from the outside, he looked like a doll from a poor family who had been doing crop work since he was a child, his clothes were tattered, all pudding, his little face was tanned, and his feet were few and he was stepping on a pair of straw sandals.

However, from the beginning of observing him, Qin Hao couldn't help but gasp, it was true, the vitality fluctuation around the straw hat boy was too strong, like a small sun that was shining, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

He looked at the straw hat boy deeply, as if he felt something, the young man raised his eyes slightly, met Qin Hao's gaze, and smiled shyly.

That lovely smile made Qin Hao break out in a cold sweat behind his back, as if he had been locked by a prehistoric beast, baring his fangs and drooling foul saliva at him.

"Whew. ”

Qin Hao let out a long sigh of relief, he sat down cross-legged, no longer looking at the young man, but continued to watch the battle in the ring.

At this time, the battle in the ring has changed to the next group, perhaps stimulated by the straw hat boy, and now the two on this stage are fighting extremely fiercely, the two of them come and go, do not let each other, and strive to kill each other with one blow.

But obviously, the strength of these two people is almost the same, and neither has the means to decide the outcome of the battle, so it is difficult to achieve the effect of the last game, however, even so, this one hundred and thirteenth ring is still the most popular place, and the fights in the other rings are really like a competition compared to here......

Time passed slowly, and Qin Hao's ring here had already ended thirteen matches, among which there were indeed battles with huge differences in strength, but it was still difficult to achieve the sensation of the straw hat boy.

Now, it is already under the scorching sun, but the games in the ring everywhere are still in full swing, and the spectator stage is still lively, and some people are hoarse, still shouting excitedly.

After all, compared with ordinary people, this dizzying battle is really exciting, and there are even people pushing carts to sell "melon seeds, cola, eight-treasure porridge, and lunch boxes for fifty ......"

Qin Hao watched it now, although he didn't see that kind of strong player anymore, but that dazzling move, even if Qin Hao saw it, he couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, it wasn't that he had a chance, and there were also some strong people with strange moves in other rings.

And although they won easily, it can be seen that these people are obviously hiding and not using all their strength.

Qin Hao paid special attention to a woman in green in the No. 2 ring, who could also transform, turn into a big tree, take root in the entire ring, and squeeze her opponent off the stage, which made people smile bitterly At the same time, they couldn't help but sigh at this woman's bad taste.

There was also a middle-aged man with a beard on the No. 8 ring, he was large, and he roared, and the whole person rose to about a zhang, covered with golden light, and knocked the opponent off the stage with one punch.

There was also a woman with a fat head and a slender figure in the ring on the nineteenth, who actually opened her mouth and shouted, and the wave of Boeing shook the opponent into pieces.

and in the ring No. 34, there is a handsome young man, waving a folding fan, but every time he dances, he has great power......

Qin Hao kept these people in his mind, not to mention anything else, their methods alone were really unfathomable, if they didn't understand in advance, they would inevitably suffer a big loss.

The host was still working hard to explain, and the atmosphere in the venue was still hot, but Qin Hao slowly closed his eyes and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

It was almost his turn to take the stage, and his intuition told him that the young man with the little yellow book was terrifying, and he needed to go all out.

Now, he trusts his instincts very much, and every time it is accurate, he knows that maybe it is accidental, or maybe it is some other reason, in short, in this Shura battle, his first opponent is strong.

He wants to adjust the state to the best, what is hidden and clumsy, what does not exist here in him is to fight all the way with the most high-key posture and get the half of Bigu Dan.

Red Ink City, I can't fight you, but I can disgust you.

As the sun in the sky continued to set westward, a voice rang out from ring number one hundred and thirteen, "Forty-seven, forty-eight." ”

When this voice fell, Qin Hao, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes, his eyes shone with a fine light, and the momentum of the whole person began to rise as he slowly got up.

He walked to the ring step by step, and in the process, it seemed that with each step, his momentum would rise a lot.

Finally, when he stepped into the ring with his feet on the last step, the momentum reached its peak, and it actually formed a wave of qi around him, blowing towards the surroundings.

And the young man wearing a Confucian shirt and holding a small yellow book smiled lightly, jumped up, and landed straight on the stage.

He bowed to Qin Hao and said gently, "Brother Ren, in the lower Kong Yanqu,......

Boom.

However, before he could finish speaking, he felt a fierce blackness in front of him, and a huge fist slammed into his head.

Lying down, it was the clown who paid attention to this from time to time, and also exclaimed, "This, this, what happened in the ring of one hundred and thirteen just now, is there a sneak attack." ”

There was a boo in the field, huh~.

Qin Hao's old god was there, looking detached, without the slightest sense of the shame of sneak attack.

It can only be said that this is related to his experience, for a long time, the enemies he has encountered are much stronger than him, and if he wants to live, he must do whatever it takes, so he is still a little puzzled, the person in front of him is stupid when he looks at the yellow book, he is all done, and he is still muttering there with his head down.

It's a pity that Kong Yanqu's name has not been reported, he participated in this competition, on the one hand, he really wanted to kill Qin Hao, but it was just a convenient thing, more to make a name for himself in this war, and even the family treasures were brought, not only him, but the entire Kong family attached great importance to this Shura battle.

He endured his anger, got up from the ground, and tried to establish his own image, after all, he is a descendant of the great family of the Eight Classics, and he will inevitably shine in the whole world in the future, how can he leave black spots.

"What Brother Ren did is not a gentleman's trip..."

He wanted to maintain the image of justice and began to instill the idea of justice in Qin Hao, however, it was still a big fist that greeted him.

Boom.

He fell to the ground again, feeling like he was going to explode, didn't this person have a little shame, and the string in his heart was tightened, you know, just now he had been guarding against Qin Hao, but he was still being sneak attacked, as if he couldn't dodge, this was crushing in speed.

This time, he didn't get up again, tried to calm his state of mind, sat on the ground with support, looked at Qin Hao deeply, but smiled slowly, "You made me a little interested, it's not too much..."

He was lying on his back on the ground, lying straight on the ground, and was attacked again, or his head, at this moment, he only felt that his head was dizzy, everything was unreal, it can be imagined that in the years to come, someone will inevitably mention this stain, like a fool, and be attacked again and again.

And the host clown was also stunned, and turned his gaze to ring 113 again, he pinched his big red nose, and said helplessly, "Really, it's too much!

But Qin Hao really looked at the young man named Kong Yanqu like a fool, and his intuition told him that this young man was terrifying and a fierce enemy.

But, he wanted to sigh, this is too easy to fight, there is no pressure at all, could it be that there is fraud?

He felt that it must be like this, his intuition could not be wrong, this person must be showing weakness, wanting to let himself relax, and then thunder at himself.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and then he looked at this young man with a yellow book, his eyes were not good, and he looked like a dog, he was such a bad person, too dark-bellied, and had a bad taste.