Although the voices of these people were not high, they all reached Raels's ears, but Raels didn't pay attention to them, but walked quickly to the old man in charge of the ring here, and said respectfully: "Hello, I want to come here to compete!"

"Where's your entry card?" Although the old man was talking to Raels, his eyes were fixed on the two mercenaries fighting on the stage.

Obviously, the old man didn't want to get too close to this kind of guy who came to send him to death.

When Raels took out the participation card, the old man just looked at the number behind him, waved his hand at him, and said: "The battle on the field is No. 3 and No. 7, you are No. 8, and the next one is you, you go over there and wait!"

"Thank you. Raels thanked him and walked in the direction the old man had said.

The old man glanced at the competition card, and was about to write the number on the competition card to the book next to him, but when the word "ordinary" skimmed out of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, "Why did this guy come to the competition with the participation card of the ordinary field?"

The ordinary field is no better than the mercenary field, if this guy dies on this, then he will have to bear a great responsibility.

Because when the contestants sign up, the people who sign up will ask you what kind of competition you want to participate in, if you say that you want to sign up for the mercenary field, then you must sign a life and death agreement to prove that you went to the stage to die voluntarily and has nothing to do with it, so the remuneration you get will be higher.

If the contestants answer that they want to sign up for an ordinary field or a military field, then what they sign is not a life and death agreement, but an injury agreement, which means that the dead ** will only happen in the mercenary field.

This guy in front of him is competing here, most of it is his responsibility, but it has nothing to do with himself, he is in charge of the mercenary field competition, and the main task is to register the number of the contestants, devour and check whether they are on the right field.

Now, although I have completed the registration of the entry number, I have not completed the verification of the entry field, which is completely my own negligence.

The old man who learned all this, his face turned dark green, he had been working here for so many years, and he had never encountered such a thing, but what he didn't expect was that this kind of thing happened just now, and for a while, he even regretted his intestines, if time could come back, he would rather take a look at this guy who was about to die than let him play in a hurry.

Because, at this time, Raels has already stepped into the ring.

There are rules here, but if you go to the ring, unless your opponent agrees to let you go, no one can stop anyone who is on the ring from stepping down.

The No. 3 player opposite Raels is the winning general in the ring, and it is said that in the 199 fights he has competed, no one will be carried off the ring for more than three minutes.

Whoever wins 200 games in a row will be given a Giant's Belt, which not only improves a person's strength, agility, and resistance to blows, but more importantly, he can heal a person's wounds with a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Therefore, the No. 3 player opposite Raels, as long as he defeats him, he can get the legendary giant belt, and at the moment when Raels took the stage, a sharp voice suddenly came from the magic horn hanging on the wall, "Attention guests, please pay attention, please pay attention, as our mercenary has won three consecutive games of one hundred and ninety-nine games, the third player Hingis will usher in the 200th game, as for whether he can win the 200th game and get the legendary giant belt, let's wait and see!"

"He's won one hundred and ninety-nine games!"

This sudden sound, like a heart booster, suddenly made everyone present come to their senses, and they all turned around and went to the ring of the mercenary three games, as for those who were still in the ring in full swing, they also stopped and turned their eyes to the mercenary three games.

"What can I do?"

The old man in charge of the three mercenaries wanted to use other methods to stop him, but things have come to this point, what else can he do?

At the same time, Li Fatzi also came to him, looking at Raels who walked into the ring, he was completely as petrified, and was stunned for a long time, "My illness, my illness, who can save my illness?"

"It's all you, it's all you!"

As if remembering that all this was caused by the old man's negligence, the petrified Li Fat Man suddenly flashed a cold light in his eyes, and then grabbed the old man's cuffs and lifted them up, "As the person in charge of the mercenary field, why did you let the player with the ordinary field card come to the stage, don't you know, you only have a dead end when you go up like this?"

As long as you go on stage, the opponent will not be soft on you because he is thin or short.

Before they came here to compete, they were all bloodthirsty people on the blade, and they naturally understood that if you don't kill your opponent, your opponent will kill you, so every time they attack, they are the opponent's key point.

The organizer of the competition, in order to prevent some people from going to the wrong venue, arranged for people to check the players' participation cards before the competition.

As an old man here, Li Fatzi naturally knew that it was the old man's negligence that Raels came to the stage, and if he didn't trouble him, who was the trouble he was looking for? He didn't care how many people were looking at him, so he directly lifted the old man up and asked him to tell Hingis, who had won 199 games in a row, to let him go to Raels.

The old man who was being carried with a yellow face said pitifully to Hingis: "Hingis, I know that you have won one hundred and ninety-nine games in a row, and if you win one more game, you will be able to get the giant belt, but I have to tell you an unfortunate thing, your opponent is not a player who participated in the mercenary field, and he signed up for the ordinary field." It was my negligence that brought him on, and for the sake of our friends, let him go. ”

"What did you say?" Hingis, who was shirtless, with bulging muscles in his upper body and three scars on his face, stared at the old man with a beaten bloated eyeball and snorted coldly: "What does your negligence matter to me, since he has come on the field, he is my opponent, as long as I win him, I can get the giant belt, why should I let him go?"

The old man's legs trembled, and between his legs, for some reason, a warm current flowed out, flowing down the seam of his pants to Li Fatzi's hand, although Li Fatzi was disgusted by this warm current and wrinkled his nose, but he did not let go of the old man, but lifted him higher.

Hingis has won more than 190 games in a row in three mercenary games, and everyone who comes here to watch the game or participate in the competition knows it, so as Hingis wins more and more constants, the number of people who come up to challenge is getting smaller and smaller, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Hingis did waste some strength when he defeated the 199th man, and he really didn't know how powerful the 200th player would be, because he knew the preciousness of the giant's belt, and the contestant would not give it to himself easily.

The guy in front of him went to the wrong field, according to his previous style, he would definitely let him go from the stage, but this time it was different, if he let him go, what kind of powerful opponent he would usher in, even he didn't know.

He was only one step away from the Giant's belt, and he didn't want to lose it like that.

Therefore, he also shook his head at the old man heavily, and said coldly: "If it was in the past, I would give you this face, but this time is different." ”

"Hingis, everyone knows the benefits of the Giant's Belt, the one hundred and ninety-nine matches you won before were all genuine one-ninety-nine fights, but this one is different, even if you win this opponent and win the Giant Belt, do you think the audience will recognize you? The old man knew that it would be difficult to get Hingis to change his mind, but he was still trying to dissuade Hingis by all he could think of.

Hingis wrapped his palms in gauze, rubbed his purulent eyes and said: "Even if I win the first 199 games, no matter how beautiful I win, I can't win the 200th game, my previous efforts are destined to be in vain, I play three games a day, for these 200 victories, I have been working hard for more than two months, I don't want to give up." If you promise that I lose the 200th fight, and you can give me the Giant belt, I promise to let this guy go now. ”

The old man was speechless for a while, he was only in charge of the mercenary competition, and it was not his turn to do such a big thing as distributing the giant belt, so he could only blame him for keeping his mouth shut.

"Since you have nothing to say, I'm going to start!"

Hingis squeezed his hands together and turned his gaze to Raels.

At this time, the old man who was being held by Li Fatzi seemed to be touched by something, opened his mouth again, and pleaded: "Hingis, your task is to complete the two-hundredth victory, I hope you can spare this kid's life!"

Raels stepped onto the stage by mistake, for the old man, he has committed a catastrophe, even if Raels does not die, he is not much better, but he still begged Hingis to stay for Reles's life, in this case, Yin Batian may see that Raels is not dead, spare his own life.

Hingis nodded silently and said, "Old fellow, for your poor sake, I will leave this face for you, don't worry, I will spare him a small life." ”

After saying that, he shook his ankle and said to Raels: "Little ghost, this is not a battlefield for you, but it's a pity that you came up and ran into the most important game for me. If you hadn't made the wrong move, I'd have killed you. Well, this time it's your mistake, I'll spare your life for the sake of the old guy, and if you're ready, attack me. ”

"Attack?" Raels looked at Hingis motionlessly, through Hingis's body, he also saw that Hingis contained a huge amount of energy in his body, every time he opened his mouth, the muscles of his body would beat rhythmically, producing a strange energy, although he didn't know what this energy was, but Raels could clearly feel that if ordinary people were hit by this energy, they would be sprained at least and lose their lives at worst, "Could it be that such a strong energy is left behind in his blows again and again?" (To be continued)