"It's all extreme, do you still need to sign an agreement?"

"It's better to have than nothing, anyway, it's just a matter of handprint."

The two of them were talking not far from the stage, and Ah Long was probably afraid that Shen Yuanguan would not know the rules, so he walked to the front of the stage with him.

Soon after the two took the stage, the crowd next to the stage separated, and a very strong middle-aged man wearing a white karate suit walked out.

He wore a black strap around his waist and his hands hung down.

At this time, he also turned his head to look at Kamihara and Ah Long, and Kamihara finally saw his face and figure clearly.

The height is not very high, and the amount measured by the eyes of the god is about 1.7 meters.

His eyes are peaceful, his face is Chinese, his shoulders are broad and his waist is thick, and his whole person is like a rectangle standing up.

This kind of body shape is too terrible, and in the eyes of those who practice martial arts, it is much more powerful than any muscular man.

He strode to the stage and stared at Kamihara in front of the crowd.

Kamiharakan glanced at the man's hands.

At a glance, I sighed that there was only the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.

His hands were like fans, and each finger was thick, the same size as the top and bottom, like small pillars.

And the fist bones of his hands are flat, with four lumpy-like nodules on them, and the edges of his palms are hardened calluses.

Obviously, as Wu Shitian said, both fists and hand knives are quite powerful.

Just by looking at it, you can roughly know what his strength is.

And this guy's right hand is indeed slightly larger than his left hand.

"Death right hand Ichiro Okada?" Kamihara asked.

Okada Ichiro also looked at Kamihara Kan and nodded: "You are my opponent, Kamiharakan?" ”

"That's right."

Okada Ichiro sighed: "I advise you, you quickly admit defeat, otherwise I am afraid of killing you." ”

He looked sincere and serious.

At this time, the people in the audience looked at the comparison of the body sizes of the two sides with their eyes, and they could feel that what Ichiro Okada said was right.

【Sky Eye (Open)】

Purple blood vessels converged in the center of the eyebrows of the Divine Plains Temple, turning into a purple vertical pupil.

Kamiharakan deliberately didn't cut his hair, and covered his forehead with broken hair, just to cover up this trick.

He's going to look at the attributes before the game and then make a plan that works for him!

【Elite】

【Ichiro Okada】

[Strength: 17]

[Constitution: 13]

[Dexterity: 13]

[Intelligence: 11]

[Charm: 10]

Kamiharakan's face was as usual, but he was shocked in his heart.

This power is terrifyingly high, and his own angry gesture is no match for Ichiro Okada's strength.

And the physique is not low, which means that this guy has full stamina and strong ability to resist hits!

And 13 points of agility has almost doubled the agility of his calm posture.

This attribute, coupled with his karate skills, is definitely worthy of an elite template!

This is the second elite that Kamihara has encountered.

'I'm still a power fighter in general, and I can test his moves with a calm stance, but be careful, I'll be done with a calm stance. ’

There are sixteen points for the god to double his own strength, and he knows very well what the power of seventeen points means.

'Fortunately, he is not from the Wu clan, otherwise I wouldn't have to fight at all with this attribute and 'liberation'. ’

In a calm posture, the thoughts of the Divine Origin View were like electricity, and in reality, less than a second passed.

At this time, all the extreme bigwigs, all kinds of middle-aged, youth, men and women in the arena focused on Kamihara Kan and Ichiro Okada, wanting to see how he would respond to such words.

In the face of Okada Ichiro's sincere suggestion, Kamihara Kan laughed, and with his light blue eyes and gentle temperament, he looked very friendly.

No matter how the people in the audience are not optimistic about the strength of the Shenyuan Temple, they can't help but sigh that the Shenyuan Concept is indeed good, and the appearance and temperament give people a feeling of affinity.

It's a pity, isn't it good for this kind of person to come to fight to the death and be a star singer or something. ’

The people in the audience lamented it.

And Kamihara Kan spoke with a kind smile.

"you."

Aaron hugged his chest and was stunned, and Ichiro Okada was also stunned.

The audience was stunned.

Is it so straightforward? When you come up, you burst into foul language?!

Angering the right hand of death so much, isn't he afraid of being beaten to death?

Ichiro Okada couldn't bear it no matter how good his cultivation was, and his face was blue and red for a while.

"You wait!"

Everyone else was angry, and they couldn't think of anything cruel for a while, and Ryozo Ishii, who was on the side, saw this scene and hurriedly picked up the microphone.

"The game was full of gunpowder at the beginning, so we couldn't help but look forward to what would happen next, ask both players to sign a waiver agreement, and then weigh themselves and height."

Ichiro Okada grabbed the waiver agreement, signed and pressed his fingerprint without looking at it, and kept his eyes staring at Kamihara.

"I changed my mind, you don't want to get out of the ring alive, in the name of my Ichiro Okada, I promise!"

Kamihara Kanya picked up a copy of the agreement and glanced at it twice, and with twenty points of intelligence, he quickly read it, listening to Okada Ichiro's threat, he couldn't help but sneer twice.

This guy had murderous intent from the beginning, and his calm posture was very sensitive to danger, especially after having the [Sky Eye]!

Ichiro Okada didn't want to let him go from the beginning, and those words were just to stimulate him and suppress his self-confidence.

After signing, Kamihara Kanto snatched the microphone from Ryo Ishii.

Under the agility of fourteen o'clock and the trajectory calculation of the brain, people only saw an afterimage, and the host's hand was empty.

"This is what you said, from now on it is forbidden to surrender, and you and I will fight to the death in the ring later."

Kamiharakan's words resounded through the warehouse, surrender was allowed in the death fight, but he personally cut off his own way of life in the eyes of others.

Ichiro Okada was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"That's what I mean!"

Kamihara Kan threw the microphone to Ryoji Ishii, and at this time, the host was a little unsure of what to do, and looked up.

In a shadow on the second floor, Kosuke Hamada, who had been signaled by the hero of Takiya, came out and made an OK gesture to Ryoji Ishii.

Kinara knew about Kamihara, and probably guessed what he was thinking.

"The president should not be Ichiro Okada's opponent in terms of hard power, but he also knows this, so he cuts off the back road and goes all out."

"It's crazy, he can only survive by winning."

"But it's his decision .... I believe in him. ”

Wu Shitian rubbed his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"I really doubt that he is from our clan, why is this character so addicted to me."

Wu Shitian also made a gesture of yes to the bottom.

With the consent of Wu Shitian and Takiya Hero, Ryoji Ishii raised the microphone and shouted.

"I'm announcing that this Deathmatch has been upgraded again and the Deathmatch mode has been turned on!"

Hearing the word deathmatch, the audience went crazy and discussed!

"This is a mode that can only be used by blood feuds."

"Doesn't this kid want to live? Later, even if he begged to come out, he couldn't get out! ”

"It's not easy for a fighter to be trained, and if it's used well, it can bring a lot of benefits to the community, and if you die, the price is too great, and this model is rare even in previous events."

At this moment, a man sitting in the passenger seat of a Honda sedan driving on the road received a phone call.

Putting down his phone, he opened his mouth to the driver.

"Turn around."

Junko Ueno, who was sitting in the back seat, stared wide-eyed, "Father, why!" ”

"The tournament has been upgraded, and now it is a deathmatch, judging from the difference in strength between the two sides, it is impossible for him to live."

"I can admit defeat in normal mode, I can help him, but when the deathmatch mode is on, I can't interfere."

"I don't like to owe favors, but even if I go this time, there's no point."

"You don't want to see him killed, do you..."

"But!"

Junko Ueno was about to say something, but was interrupted by the man's unquestioning voice.

"No, go home."

The car turned around and went farther and farther.

Junko Ueno's face is also getting whiter and whiter, gradually losing its color.