The afternoon sun was setting from the sky, and the loud noise and noisy shouts resounded in the arena, separated by walls and passages, and these sounds gradually became quieter.

A figure carried a salute into the gentle sunlight, passed through the bustling crowd of tourists outside the hall, and passed in the direction of the parking lot, wearing sunglasses, constantly watching the pedestrians left and right.

"That guy is a madman..... if you fight him, you're going to kill me, pretend to lose, it's okay....as long as you're alive." ”

The thought of comfort came back to me repeatedly, and I walked all the way to the parking lot, where a gray SUV, with no people around, hurried over.

His fingertips touched the doorknob and stopped, his eyes raised, and on the other side of the car, a tall Chinese man was holding a bottle of brandy and gulping it into his mouth.

Wine stains ran down the corners of his mouth and across his neck, wetting the cardigan's exposed chest hair.

"Who are you?" Alan clenched his car keys.

The big man opposite pinched the wine bottle, pressed his elbows on the roof of the car, wiped the wine stains on his beard, and smiled at the other party, very imposing.

In the next second, there was the sound of wine bottles smashing.

The moment the bottle fragments splashed, the drunkard pushed his hands with both hands, and the whole car slammed sideways on the ground and crashed into the opposite direction.

Amid the creaking of tires and frames, Allen's footsteps retreated with the pushed body, and he suddenly opened his mouth, and the air twisted and spread away like ripples.

Boom –

Thunder resounded throughout the world.

In the sky of the arena, there was thunder rolling in.

"Thunder?"

Someone in the audience raised to look at the clear sky where the white clouds were wandering, the arena in front of him had not started, the rest area of the players was full of people, most of them were eliminated fighters, gathered nearby, and the few people in the middle were Jairo and black boxer Piao who were going to participate in the next round.....

As for Xia Yi, he was excluded by them, because what they discussed was related to this Mr. Crow.

"It's already dead, and I have a very bad premonition when I meet that crow from Huaguo......

"Well, I've been eliminated anyway, but I still think it's hard to remind you that Anchorton Corporation's wishes are not good. ”

"..... next round you run into that crow, you might be killed like that Northern Russian. ”

In the head-to-head discussion, some of the original purposes were shaken, and now the game has become a different situation, just like everyone returned to the ancient Colosseum, to share life and death.

First of all, the Northern Russian dug Tolev, followed the Mexican Jones, and was disabled by the "cannonball boxing" Pio who broke his arm, and as for the blonde beauty Menia, known as the Queen of Thorns, she is still in a deep coma.

Among the players, only that Alan lost the game, and just now Jairo saw him sneak away quietly, compared to worrying that in the next game, he would run into the crow who took his life inappropriately.

"Pio, are you going to play in the next round?"

Jairo looked at the black man sitting in a resting chair by the wall, who pressed his knees, stared silently at a photograph in his hand, and then kissed him lightly: "I'll continue to play." ”

Pio looked up, his swarthy face still showing an indifferent expression, and got up and walked towards the other side of the arena.

"You're going to be killed by him—" Jairo shouted as he looked away.

Soon, the remaining contestants had already submitted their requests to the organizers, but no one was too worried about whether the competition could continue.

Because Xia Yi's name is not on the list, that is to say, the final will still be carried out as usual.

On the high platform, Xia also heard the message from the organizer.

"So, there's anyone else who's going to continue to play against me?"

In fact, at the beginning, Xia Yi made up his mind to force the other players away, enter the finals in the fastest way, and then get the 'wish' of Anchorton Company as a winner.

This is used to obtain research data on redstone, or to remove redstone from crystallization.

It's just that Valtolev has become the unlucky man, the flaunt of the other people who are shocked.

"A black man, the one you were optimistic about before. ”

Magneto said softly, and then turned his gaze to look at the entrance and exit of the arena: "He has entered." ”

"Then it's time for me to go down. ”

Xia Yi looked at his hands, and finally changed into a pair of gloves, took off his suit and threw it to Ma Bang to hold, and walked off the platform.

After the news was announced, there was a 'commotion' from all the spectators, some people got up and left angrily, but more, there were still people sitting in place, after all, the organizers did not say the word "regret" to express regret.

"Sure enough, there's still a game, look, the black man from before has entered the game!"

"That Chinese guy over there also came out!"

For a while, the whole arena was agitated, the strength shown by the black man Pio before was also quite powerful, and the Chinese people over there were also powerful, as for how powerful, they couldn't say.

It's the coolest thing for them to have a game to watch.

Moment.

Piao stepped into the sunshine, came to the center of the venue, nodded to the referee next to him, who also identified him, raised his arm to the audience and the judges' bench to indicate that there was no problem.

After that, Pio kept his eyes on the front, in the shadow of the building, Xia Yi slowly walked out, wearing a white shirt, wearing a pair of black gloves on his hands and rolling up the cuffs, and there were no other weapons.

"Don't you have weapons ..... underestimate me?"

After the referee went up to verify his identity, the rattle bell rang clearly from afar, and he quickly left the place.

The moment the bell rang, Pio didn't put on any posture, pinched his fists and hung down at his side, constantly moving small steps, looking back and forth at Xia Yi opposite.

"Very common boxing pace ....."

Xia Yi stared at the other party's feet that kept changing positions, and at the moment when he whispered these words, one of Pio's feet that changed positions suddenly stopped, stepped on the ground, put his fists on his chin, and his body bowed slightly, approaching in an instant.

Cannonball boxing!

At the same time as the sound of explosions was heard in the arena, the sound of flesh and skin colliding was muffled inside.

- Fist against the arm of the defense.

The skin and flesh of both of them shook under this blow, the black gloves on this side grabbed the backhand, the opponent quickly closed his fist, his body naturally swung to the other side, and his left hand directly punched, drawing an arc to hit Xia Yi's ribs.

Xia Yi's glove brought the ability to hit hard, the other party's fist wrapped in a cloth scarf attacked, his right elbow pressed down, directly pushed up, and the cuffs he pulled up cracked with a hiss.

The latter also pinched his fist and kicked back a few steps, released his fist and shook it twice, pinched it again, and put up a boxing posture, he was one meter eight and five, a cut taller than Xia Yi, and he used to be a professional boxer, and he naturally had rich experience in fighting in the ring.

But Xia Yi has always been fighting, more inclined to kill, with great power in one punch and kick, and the blessing on the weapon has exceeded the ability of the same level.

Seeing Pio rushing up in sight, Xia Yi snorted coldly, and naturally met him fearlessly, and the two collided with their fists.

Punches, knee hits, elbow smashes, the air was full of the sound of flesh and bones colliding, which made the surrounding audience tingle for a while.

Both of them launched a violent attack towards each other, and when their feet moved, Xia Yi swept his fist on the stake of the flat ring, and the outer layer of soft skin was torn open in an instant, shaking and almost falling.

The moment the stake shook, Pio, who had originally dodged, suddenly bowed and slid towards Xia and threw a heavy punch.

Cannonball punches out with a bang.

Over there, Xia Yi turned sideways and grabbed Pio violently, the latter punched the pile, the wrist was firmly caught, and the other hand hurriedly swung it, Xia Yi also punched to meet it, the fists of the two collided in mid-air, and the left fist that Pio withdrew suddenly turned into an elbow and smashed back.

In an instant, Xia Yi turned his head to dodge.

The glove that grabbed the opponent's wrist suddenly tightened, pulled the black man and slammed into the stake, twisted it with his backhand, and dragged it back.

Grabbing the other party's collar in everyone's sight, raised to the top of his head, Pio struggled with both hands to hit Xia Yi's arms, and the next moment, his vision suddenly rose, and his entire body was thrown high.

In the pocket of his shorts, something slipped out and fell to the ground flutteringly, and then, he was squeezed in the air by a figure, and floated again.

The figures in the surrounding audience seats and the player area looked at the bright sunshine, and Xia Yi's figure rushed straight up to the bottom of the black man who was thrown away.

In mid-air, Napio was still struggling and shaking, and the next moment, a pair of hands passed under his armpits and strangled him.

"No ....." He finally spoke his first words.

Xia Yi cracked the corners of his mouth at the back of his head, smiled, and turned around, pressing the other party and falling rapidly to the ground.

- Earth Throw!

Someone in the stands exclaimed, and some of the more timid ones directly covered their eyes and turned their heads away, not daring to look at this scene, Jairo looked at the two figures that were entangled and fell down, and was fortunately relieved.

"My God..... it's crazy, it's not a game at all. ”

When the words fell, the figure in the sky also fell, and there was a bang, as if the ground was shaking in this sound.

The dust swirled, the hard ground cracked under the figure, and the shattered pieces flew to the edge, piercing a billboard and shattering a camera lens.

The fat man stood in the crowd, hugged Sissi and watched the smoke and dust in the field, and it was difficult to make a sound when he opened his mouth.

And for a while, the surroundings were quiet and scary.

There was another thunderclap above the hall, and it rolled by.

Outside the playing field, Alan slammed into the car, rolling on the ground covered in blood, his mouth wide open, and his whole mouth smelled of being burned.

"Uh-uh-uh....ahhhhhhhhhh

The injured vocal cords and tongue could only make hoarse and ugly shouts, and in the midst of rolling, he hurriedly got up and ran towards the green belt in the distance, and saw a woman wearing a sun hat walking by, trying to call for help from the other party.

The next second, there was a slight pop in the air, and a cloud of blood erupted from his knee, and his running body threw himself forward on the turf.

The muzzle of the muzzle with the silencer was put back in the bag, and the woman in the sun hat on the other side passed towards the wailing figure, and her body and face changed little by little, returning to the silhouette of an Asian woman.

"Poor fifth-order adept......" he spoke, but it was a male voice.

At the same time as the chameleon spoke, the drunkard and the high temperature also walked into the green belt from the parking lot, and glanced around, and the giant man stepped forward and grabbed Allen's head directly, and mentioned it in front of him, with two big eyes revealing fierceness.

"At the banquet that day, you spoke very neatly, yellow-skinned monkey, huh?!"

"Uh.....h.....h

Alan looked at the big face of the giant man in front of him, shook his head, and there were water stains running down his eyes.

Before, he fought against the drunkard for a moment, and he didn't fall behind, but when he opened his mouth for the second time, a cloud of hot gas suddenly rushed into his mouth, burning his mouth and ulcerizing.

In retrospect, however, nothing matters anymore.

The big hand that pinched his head, under the wave of the drunken mania, slammed into the tree next to him.

Phew-

The brown hair was loose from the scalp, and the red flesh was torn apart, revealing the white bones inside, and as the tree shook violently, the bones cracked and cracked, and white, red, and bone residue splattered.......

Soon, the God of Wealth came over, squatted in front of the corpse, stretched out his hand and brushed it over, and what the human eye saw was a pile of fallen leaves piled up there.

"Let's go, the energy lasts for a day. ”

The four of them walked out of the parking lot, and the guild hall in the distance erupted in amazing noise and cheers.

On the eight huge electronic screens, the smoke and dust sank, revealing a straight silhouette of a figure standing inside, and in the audience, the fat man lifted Sissi above his head, shouting heartbreakingly.

"That's my brother, he won-"

The dust rolled down to the ground at his feet, and Xia Yi lowered his gaze to look at the black man on the ground who had broken one arm, struggled and twisted, and then slowly lifted his foot.

On the ground, there was a faint suppressed cry of a man.

Pio was covered in blood, his pale lips trembled violently, one arm twisted violently, and in the cracked flesh, Bai Sensen's broken bones were exposed to the air, hanging weakly on the ground and being dragged by him, the other hand grabbed the ground hard, and pulled his body forward to crawl.

Just as the foot on the top of his head stepped down, he seemed to grasp something on the ground, squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand, put it on his forehead together, and cried out suppressed.

The leather shoes that had been stepped on became gentle, just placed on the back of the negro's neck and twisted slightly.

Pio loosened his whole body and fainted.

In the released palm was a black-skinned woman, wearing a long dress, standing under a coconut tree and smiling warmly.

The host's voice sounded a moment later in the tournament venue.

"The challenger 'Cannonball Boxing' Pio failed to challenge, and the gatekeeper Raven will participate in tomorrow's final and witness the most exciting scene of the Anchorton World Ring Tournament!!"

And in the voice.

The medical staff in the arena had already rushed over, cautiously looking at Xia Yi, who was holding the photo over there, and carried the fainting Pio on a stretcher, and when he was about to leave, Xia Yi stopped them.

"It's his. ”

Walk over and place the crumpled photo on Pio's intact left-hand side.