The two left the hotel, took the hotel's special car to the underground world, retrieved the mecha and went to the trading location of the peripheral casino, bought 100,000 yuan in half a minute to win, and then went all the way to the back hall of the arena.

When I arrived, the back hall was empty, with only a few staff members from the organizers.

And the entire back hall is no longer divided into thousands of pieces, but divided into two. On one side is Xiao Ye's rest area, and on the other side is Sith's rest area.

Parking the mech, the two jumped off.

Sit down in the chair, Xiao Ye closed his eyes and waited for the game to start. Hans, on the other hand, was not idle, pressing his shoulder for a while, and testing whether he was in the best condition with an instrument, and was very busy.

There were still twenty minutes left before the game, and a silver-white mecha appeared at the door. In the back, there are more than 20 analysts, masseurs, trainers and other assistants. At first glance, the scenery is infinite, and it is not at all comparable to Xiao Ye and Hans's pomp and circumstance.

The staff stepped forward and tried to guide the Sith to his rest area.

However, Sith ignored it and drove the mecha straight in the direction of Xiao Ye. The staff still had to catch up, and several assistants stepped forward to negotiate.

"Xiao Ye, ten seconds, remember my words!" Coming to Xiao Ye's side, the Sith opened his mouth murderously. In fact, Xiao Ye hated him to the core, and he also hated Xiao Ye to the core.

He didn't participate in the competition for the prize money, and the money didn't have an intuitive impression on him at all. He came to win the annual championship of the underworld and prove that he was only one test away from being qualified to become an ace mecha warrior.

However, in the ranking match of the monthly champion, there was an opponent who could hold on for more than a minute. This made him feel ashamed, made him angry, and made him hate Xiao Ye to the core.

Xiao Ye still closed his eyes and recuperated, ignoring the Sith's provocation. The current Sith is just a dead man before his eyes. No one can stop him from taking out the Sith, no one.

Fighting with a dead man is idiotic behavior.

Hans stood up, his chest heaving sharply, but he could not get the words out of his mouth.

There is no shortage of outlaws in the underworld, and there are many people who don't care about the identity of the Sith. To hang to the sky and not die for thousands of years, this is the most common phrase heard in the underground world.

But Hans is not, he is more ruthless than ordinary people, but not to the level of an outlaw. He's just a liar, and he's still a little brother. Whether it was for his own sake or for the sake of Xiao Ye, the boss, he had to endure this breath. so as not to offend the Sith and be retaliated against afterwards.

The Sith kept saying harsh words, and as a result, no one responded to half a sentence.

It had only been three minutes, and before the negotiations were finished, he was already impatient.

"Ten seconds, blow you up, wait for the bones to be gone!"

With one more drop, the Sith left angrily.

Xiao Ye's attitude had already angered him in turn.

As the Sith left, the negotiations quickly stopped. A staff member stepped forward and asked if he had been violated, and was yelled at by Hans.

During the whole episode, Xiao Ye didn't even raise his eyelids.

In about a quarter of an hour, the sound of the contestants entering the arena sounded over the loudspeaker.

Xiao Ye got up and jumped on the mecha, and Hans quickly climbed in as well.

Entering the entrance of the passage and approaching the entrance of the stage, Xiao Ye glanced at the solemn and nervous Hans, suddenly raised his hand, and a hand knife cut into the artery in the back of his neck.

Hans didn't have time to make a sound before he fainted.

Wringing Hans out and finding a staff member to help him take care of it, Xiao Ye returned to the mecha and stepped into the arena.

Hans was knocked unconscious because he feared that Hans would abstain in his name at any moment.

As soon as I entered the stage, there was thunderous cheers all around.

Xiao Ye's indifference is already as famous as his reflexes, but this can't stop the audience from worshipping the strong.

Victors, there is no shortage of cheers in the underworld.

If Xiao Ye is killed today, even if he has achieved brilliant results in the past and even created one miracle after another, he will be forgotten tomorrow.

Soon, the Sith entered the stage with a large number of assistants. The cheers wanted to overturn the entire arena, even if Xiao Ye turned on the mute mode, he could still hear the piercing roar.

The entire arena, with the appearance of the two, fell into a boil.

There is almost no suspense about the outcome of this game. But if there is no suspense, it is only the result.

In the eyes of everyone, whether Xiao Ye can support more than ten seconds in the battle against the Sith is also very attractive.

"Xiao Ye, don't meet me in the next life!" The voice of the Sith roared. Push the arena, which is like gunpowder exploding, to another peak.

Xiao Ye quickly called up the various properties of the mecha, and quickly checked it again before the game started.

Seeing that everything was normal, the Sith had been babbling and yelling for more than two minutes. And there are only two or three minutes left in the game.

As the referee spoke, the Sith's assistants quickly exited the field.

And the Sith finally stopped growling. In an instant, it became unusually quiet.

In this regard, the two commentators were amazed, but did not explain. Xiao Ye knows that this is the basic skill of the ace mecha warrior, when facing the enemy, without affecting himself, he will not hesitate to attack the enemy's self-confidence and spirit by any means, and after his own heart begins to be affected, he must calm down in an instant and readjust his spirit to the strongest state.

As far as Xiao Ye knows, after completing this process, Rem can do it in an instant. In other words, if you change to Rem, you can chatter until the last second when the game is about to start and then make adjustments.

The Sith was obviously not good, and he gave himself two or three minutes.

If you take this opportunity to disturb his mind by making a noise, it will definitely affect his spirit.

Xiao Ye didn't do this, although his spirit was still a little worse than ordinary people after the promotion period, but he was used to entering a state of concentration in just a few seconds, and it was actually very simple to adjust his mood. The reason why he didn't do this was that he wanted to let the Sith die and die desperately, and he was unwilling to die.

is no worse than anyone else!

"The race is about to start, countdown to 10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds ......"

The referee's voice suddenly sounded.

The roaring stands instantly fell silent.

Everyone's eyes kept moving on Xiao Ye and Sith.

They held their breath in anticipation of the final and most exciting game of the month.

Just when the countdown came to 3 seconds, Xiao Ye suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes burst out with a fierce light that was diametrically opposed to his usual casual peace.

On the other side, as if sensing something, the Sith also opened his eyes violently.

Through the mecha, the two seemed to be able to see each other's expressions, and their murderous aura skyrocketed!

"2 seconds, 1 second, the game begins!"

At the moment when the referee's voice fell, the Sith was in full swing, and more than a dozen energy beamlines shot out towards Xiao Ye in unison.

And Xiao Ye's actions were beyond everyone's expectations.

He didn't dodge left and right at the beginning of the tournament like in the ranking match, nor did he attack desperately with all his firepower like in the championship match, but opened the energy shield and headed towards the more than ten energy beamlines.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The energy beamline bombarded the energy shield, and instantly burst into a dazzling explosion of light.

"It's ...... Is it suicidal? ”

The entire auditorium, even with the well-informed two commentators and one commentator host, couldn't help but be stunned.