The bald man's bruised body slammed into the ring, and his muscles and bones were traumatized. The alien girl in the other direction gently landed on a mirror above the four corners of the ring like an elegant butterfly, and with a stretch of her long arm, the blood-red long stick lying quietly on the ring flew to the girl's palm with a "whoosh".

With a wave of the long stick, it pointed directly at the bald man who was lying on the ground and could not get up.

Obviously, the winner is decided.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the bald man's mouth. He had already practiced his skills in free martial arts, but he couldn't show it in that extremely turbulent space, and he was always conceited, but in the end he was defeated in his own moves.

"The woman was tricky. ”

He Ruidong sighed lightly.

She must have noticed the bald man's strange attack, and if the man hadn't used that strange move, the two would have been able to match. But just as she expected and expected, the man, like the previous games, turned into that strange whirlwind at the beginning, and it was right in her arms.

The woman's physical skills were not particularly unusual, but in the turbulent and violent air flow after the whirlwind was destroyed, she showed her real deadly moves. It is also on this stage that people remember the shining point that belongs to her even more.

A game is a game, and there are too many surprises.

"Mr. He, what trick did the man use?"

Liuyun asked softly.

“······ I've never seen it. However, according to the many hidden dangers and flaws in the whirlwind, it should be his own trick. ”

Liuyun could vaguely see that the bald man should have suffered a big loss in a state of complete imbalance after the whirlwind's move was broken, and the skills he showed were slightly limited. But when I heard the word "self-created", I also took a gentle breath.

The field was quickly cleaned up, and under the girl's blazing gaze, the old man, who was slightly abrupt among several young people, gently tore off the talisman that was fluttering under him. Slowly stood up.

The purple-clothed boy beside the old man suddenly shook the corners of his mouth that had been gently raised.

The boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hesitated slightly. He then left his seat and walked towards the exit.

Somewhere in the building.

"Leaving today?"

The tall woman who was slowly walking out heard the footsteps and turned around.

At the end of the steps, there stood the boy in the purple robe, whose eyes glowed with a deep purple light. Laughing and sorrowful, like a cat's keen eyes, looking fixedly at the woman not far away.

"There's news from the secret place of the hidden capital, you need to rush there in advance. ”

After that, it was a long silence.

The corners of the woman's mouth lifted slightly, and she continued to walk to the balcony at the end of the steps. At the top of the towering small building, there is a loneliness that cannot be seen at a glance.

Seeing that the woman in front of him was about to jump down, the purple-clothed boy in the distance finally spoke.

"Come back alive. ”

As soon as the words fell, the cold figure on the viewing balcony at the end of the stairs dissipated.

As if hearing the woman's chuckle before leaving, the boy finally withdrew his gaze.

The purple eyes slowly returned to their normal color, a little less bewitching and a little more natural.

The fight on stage continued. This time, the girl couldn't use the turbulent air flow to show her skillful killing moves, but she also fought against the white-haired old man one by one.

In the player's seat under the stage, a red-robed young man stood between two empty seats, as if he was moving his sedentary muscles.

The red-robed young man who was stretching his arm suddenly pushed forward.

turned around angrily and saw the purple-clothed boy behind him who passed by him.

He never thought that a lucky person who didn't have much ability and relied on luck to get to this link would dare to hit him.

Although he was in the middle of the road, there was some room for the boy who had just gone out to walk sideways.

The boy who had just bumped into him sat back in his seat with a blank face, and he didn't intend to apologize to him. He patted his red robe heavily, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Huh······ Luck to get to the current garbage. ”

With a sneer, he sat back in his place and continued to watch the next game.

It's just that what he didn't notice was that the boy who bumped into him just now slowly overflowed with a weird smile on his expressionless face.

Stage.

Although the old man was close to his sixtieth year, his steps were still light. One turned around to dodge the girl's oncoming attack, and then reached forward with a large hand, and a crutch poked out of his sleeve and struck at the right chest of the girl in front of him.

A hint of anger flashed in the girl's blue eyes, and the blood-red long stick then moved sideways.

"Bell!"

There was a crunch.

The old man followed his inertia and immediately slashed towards the long stick that the girl popped out, and the moment the weapons collided, the old man's old bark-like finger gently slid over the blood-red long stick in the girl's hand.

"Hum—"

A shockwave of great momentum poured out, and the girl was shocked by the sudden sneak attack and took a few steps back, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

And the old man, after retracting that finger, looked at the girl in front of him again with a trace of eagerness in his eyes.

The next wave of offensive was purely the old man's strong outburst, the girl suffered some slight internal injuries at that moment just now, plus the battle with the bald man before also consumed some of the original physical strength, after the old man's strong outburst, it was obvious that the alien girl was a little difficult.

Not surprisingly, the girl didn't struggle too much in the end. With a hearty smile, he left the wide stage.

The old man stood alone on the stage, his eyes swept in the direction of Ling Jundong, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his dark and shiny pupils, and not surprisingly, the old man bowed slightly to the audience.

Then he slowly walked off the stage.

The huge stage was empty.

"What does that mean?"

After a while, one of the remaining martial artists sitting on the player's seat, a red-robed young man, began to wonder in confusion.

Seems to be a little irritable.

Finally, after confirming that the old man had once again withdrawn from the competition in the final link, the warriors on the player's seat returned to silence again.

But the silence didn't last long, and I saw a young man in a red robe slowly stand up.

The boy has a strong body and strong bones. Although his appearance is mediocre, there is always a trace of arrogance and disdain on his face, which makes the overall facial features dyed with a hint of sharpness and meanness.

It was a boy from the Tiger King's family.

The boy stood up, and the long slash was immediately replaced. I only heard a "smack", and the runes fluttering under a seat immediately shattered!