The lobby of the Brave Hotel is circular and has three floors, and many people choose to eat in the lobby.

In the middle of the first floor of the hall is a huge ring, and every day a real warrior is decided in this ring, attracting many people to dine and watch.

Zhao Xingchen, Taishan, and Juss found a place to sit on the third floor.

In the ring on the first floor, two fighters are fighting fiercely.

There were two people on the stage, one of whom was a large man and was clearly a strength fighter, and the weapon he used was a huge long knife that was rarely seen.

The other was noticeably thinner, known for his speed, and used a regular sword.

The skinny warrior relied on his speed to dodge the power warrior's heavy blows many times.

Obviously, the two have already seen that at this moment, the two are comparing endurance, and whoever is exhausted first and reveals flaws may become the loser.

Because the strength warrior shoots with all his strength every time, the speed of each shot is slowing down, and the power is also decreasing.

The power warrior slashed out again, but also missed again, and his body staggered forward, as if he couldn't stand steadily, and his body leaked flaws in many places.

The thin figure seized the opportunity, did not retreat, but advanced, and instantly slashed at the opponent's neck with his sword.

If he is cut off in the neck, he may not die with the current medical treatment, but at least half his life will be lost, and at the same time, it may also leave a huge shadow psychologically.

The thin figure wants to win with one blow, and its heart is not ruthless.

"Bell—"

The sword that I thought would be hit was blocked.

"Boy, you've been fooled."

It turned out that the other party deliberately sold himself a flaw, leading himself to take the initiative to turn around and attack, and the thin figure figured this out.

"." The power warrior's body shifted sideways, and the long knife in his hand bypassed the opponent's sword, and the blade slapped against the opponent's waist. This action made people suddenly realize that this person's speed and body skills were not bad.

The skinny warrior flew far in the air and landed directly outside the ring.

As soon as he landed, the skinny soldier began to cough up blood, and it seemed that the injury was not light. In fact, the skinny warrior is not thin, but he just looks much thinner than the one on stage.

Soon medical personnel carried the loser down for treatment.

"Who else wants to fight Lao Tzu." The winner in the ring was proud of the audience and shouted loudly.

Taishan suddenly got up, his eyes staring at the arrogant figure in the ring, and his fighting spirit soared.

In the end, Taishan still stabilized his mood, and looked at Zhao Xingchen, his eyes full of pleading.

Because Tie Feng and Tie Ruyan were worried that Taishan was simple and reckless in trouble, they told him many times to obey Zhao Xingchen's opinions and orders in case of trouble.

"Go ahead, just do your best." Zhao Xingchen nodded to Taishan and said.

Tarzan looked back at the ring below and said loudly, "I'll fight you." ”

In an instant, all eyes in the field looked at Tarzan.

Obviously, this is a tall warrior who is more than two meters tall, dressed in simple black leather armor, with high bulging muscles and lines on his arms, this person is definitely not simple, this is a true portrayal of the hearts of everyone present, but why have I never heard of such a person in the school.

Taishan jumped down from the third floor, stepped on the guardrail on the second floor with his right foot, turned over and landed on the first floor, and then ran to the ring at great speed, the tips of his feet and swords stepped the ground, a super long-distance jump, and the figure landed steadily on the ring.

"Good!" ......Seeing Taishan's actions, many people couldn't help but applaud.

Opposite Taishan, this opponent, who was not handsome but had an unusually firm face, looked at Taishan and said: "My name is Lu Xiong, a warrior in the second grade, and the combat power is nineteenth. ”

When he heard the name Lu Zhixiong, the others were nothing, only Joss was choked by the fruit he had just eaten, and he looked like he was about to vomit, and he muttered quietly after a while: "This person's name is really strange." ”

"Tarzan, I just arrived at school today, and my combat strength is ...... Eleventh level. ”

"Just here? Eleventh level? How dare you challenge level nineteen? This dude is here to be funny. Everyone at the scene exchanged heads.

"What if someone is talented and can challenge the next level."

"Even if you skip the level, I have never heard of crossing so many levels at once, and Lu Xiong is not an ordinary nineteenth-level warrior."

It turns out that only students below level 20 come here, and students above level 20 have a better place to go.

Everyone only has one chance to become the brave man of the Brave Hotel once a year, enjoy free service, come here to participate in the competition, the strength is almost the same level nineteen, many people have participated many times, have not tasted their wishes, Lu Xiong on the opposite side is one of them.

“…… Junior brother, you should take the initiative to admit defeat. Lu Xiong said to Taishan embarrassedly. I didn't expect the other party to be so tall at all, but he was only a first-year freshman.

Tarzan didn't answer, but swept his hands over his shoulders, grabbed the spear behind his back, slowly pulled it out, and then crossed in front of him, butting the two spears together.

"Click-" The spear docking was completed, and it instantly turned into a spear of nearly three meters.

Taishan looked at Lu Xiong on the opposite side and said firmly and loudly: "Fight! ”

In an instant, a sense of battle spirit rose around Tai Shan's body, especially when Tai Shan held the gun in one hand and held the gun horizontally at his side, this battle spirit almost turned into substance.

"What is this?" Many people at the scene widened their eyes with expressions of seeing ghosts.

"It's ...... This is...... Force! Finally, someone trembled and said the name that he had affirmed in his heart, but couldn't believe it.

Potential, legend has it that high-level warriors through ruthless killing battles, a kind of domain field that they perceive, can have a ruthless oppression on their opponents, and ordinary people are like ants and kings when they encounter potential, just like seeing death.

Although Taishan's potential is only a prototype, it is far from the real potential, but the future is possible, as long as there is a good teacher, it is not too difficult to understand the real potential.

"Brother Taishan, I take back what I just said, you are qualified to fight with me." Lu Xiong looked at Taishan and said seriously.

Lu Xiong clenched his long knife and took the lead in attacking Mount Tai.

Because Taishan's momentum has been achieved, Lu Xiong must strike first and break the opponent's momentum, otherwise the whole battle will be affected by himself.

Lu Xiong's long knife slashed towards Taishan, because he didn't understand the strength and speed of the opponent's moves, Taishan could only choose to resist, so as not to respond to all changes.

"Bell ——。" The long knife slashed at the body of the spear, and Tarzan held the spear in both hands to block the blow.

The tremendous force caused Tarzan's body to sink slightly. But he didn't take half a step back.

Blocked? Everyone was incredible.

Lu Xiong retreated with a blow, kept a certain distance from his opponent, and then looked at Taishan and said: "Brother Taishan, just now it was only fifty percent of my strength, now I have to do my best, you have to be careful." ”

Hearing that the other party only used fifty percent of his strength, Zhao Xingchen's face was expressionless, but Qiu Si was full of worry.

Only Taishan's fighting spirit soared.

At this time, Tarzan had already ignored everything around him, and his mind had nothing else to think about, and he only had his opponent in his eyes.

Soon the two on stage were fighting together again.

Lu Xiong's every blow Taishan could only be blocked, not letting the opponent's knife touch his body.

But with each blow, Tarzan would be shaken back two or three steps, and the difference in speed and strength was obvious.

Finally, after more than 30 moves, Taishan took a blow again, his center of gravity was unstable, and his body flew out directly and fell to the ground.

But soon Tarzan got up from the ground.

"Senior brother, admit defeat, you can't win against me." Lu Xiong looked at Tarzan and said.

"I'm undefeated!" Tarzan gritted his teeth.

Yes, he was undefeated, he was still standing on the stage, and he was not hit by the vital point, so he was undefeated.

This time Tarzan chose to take the initiative to attack, but after a few encounters, Tarzan was knocked away again.

Knock off, knock off, or get knocked off......

I don't know how many times Tarzan has been knocked down, but each time he gets back on his feet, I don't know when the corners of Tarzan's mouth have been stained with blood.

"This guy is so tenacious!" This is the common voice of the people at the scene.

Zhao Xingchen still couldn't see joy or anger on his face, but there was a little more anxiety.

Juss was so worried that she was about to cry.

"Fight!" Tarzan shouted again and rushed towards his opponent.

Until now, Lu Xiong has to admire his opponent, although the opponent has been knocked down by himself again and again, but the fighting spirit has not decreased but increased.

As soon as the two of them looked at each other, Taishan's body flew upside down twice again.

Taishan's tall body lay on the ground, and it took a while before he moved, and he struggled to get up.

"Are you going to fail?"

If you are unable to fight again, you will be judged a defeat.

The vision seems to become blurred, and the past passes through my mind one by one......

I don't know why the first thing he saw was Tie Ruyan, he was her guardian knight, but his strength was too far behind her, and then he saw Zhao Xingchen, who was his brother and his protector.

But the reality is that his own strength is the weakest one, and no one can protect him.

The picture transformation is iron edge, iron like smoke, Zhao Xingchen's gaze of expectation and trust in him.

There seems to be a voice in my brain that keeps saying a sentence like myself: "You are born with the will of countless people, you are hope, you are God, you, undefeated, undefeated......"

"I'm undefeated." Tarzan clenched the spear in his hand again and roared loudly.

Taishan's fighting spirit soared again, and only his fighting spirit could keep him awake and maintain his undefeated faith.

Tarzan's bulging muscles have reached the extreme at this moment, as if they are about to explode.

The muscles and furrows are like tattoo-like lines, and at this time it is as if they come to life, as if something like blood flows in them.

"What's going on? How do I feel like he's getting stronger? "Someone looked at Tarzan uncertainly.

Zhao Xingchen's eyes finally brightened, as if he was looking forward to something.

"Battle-" Tarzan roared and rushed towards Lu Xiong on the opposite side.

I don't know how much faster Tarzan's speed is than before, but if you look closely, there is an afterimage.

A simple move to sweep through thousands of armies.

Because Taishan's speed was too fast, Lu Xiong could only hurriedly block it with a knife.

"Bell ——。" Spears intersect with knives.

This time, Mount Tai stood firmly in place, but Lu Xiong moved five or six steps horizontally.

"How is this possible?" All of the people watching at the scene, except for Zhao Xingchen and Jus, showed this doubt almost at the same time.

"It's done!" Zhao Xingchen said in surprise.

"What a powerful force." Lu Xiong muttered to himself, the first time he felt that a human blow emitted such a strong force. His hands were still shaking until now.

"Fight!" Taishan's spear pointed directly at Lu Xiong and said loudly.

The corners of Lu Xiong's mouth trembled, and he said in his heart Is this guy a monster.

The current Mount Tai gives Lu Xiong the feeling that it is too tall to be surmountable, and so powerful that it is impossible to defeat.

At this moment, Lu Xiong was really affected by Taishan's momentum, but everyone didn't see it, or didn't think about it at all.

Lu Xiong took a fighting stance.

On stage, the two fought together again.

What is unexpected is that after every encounter, it is no longer Taishan who retreats, but Lu Xiong.

Although Lu Xiong only took one or two steps back each time, the difference in strength between the two was obvious.

Finally, after the two fought more than 20 moves again, Lu Xiong was once again shocked back by Taishan five or six steps away.

I saw that the corners of Lu Xiong's mouth were bleeding at this time, the palm of his hand was cracked, the blood stained the palm and the handle of the knife red, and the two strong and powerful legs kept trembling, obviously standing unsteadily, and finally had to support his body with the help of a long knife.

It was obvious that Lu Xiong's injuries were much more severe than Taishan's, and it was clear that Lu Xiong's distance was much smaller than that of Taishan.

The reason for this situation is that Lu Xiong's warrior foundation is stronger, the lower plate is more solid, and all the strength is borne by his own arms, body and legs.

When such a warrior encounters himself as a warrior, he may be victorious, but when he encounters a strength stronger than himself and lasts longer, he will obviously suffer a big loss.

Tarzan's spear turned, ready to attack again, and by now he had almost mastered the power he had now, and he liked it very much, and he liked the feeling of becoming stronger.

Seeing Taishan's movements, Lu Xiong hurriedly shouted, "I admit defeat!" ”

This sentence I admit defeat came too suddenly, Taishan had to stop his body rushing forward, since the other party has already admitted defeat, he can't continue to shoot.

Many people present didn't expect Lu Xiong to admit defeat.

Only Lu Xiong saw Taishan stop moving, as if freed, his knees knelt weakly on the ground, and finally his body fell weakly in the ring.

At this moment, people really realized how serious Lu Xiong's injury was.

"Level 11 defeated level 19, and another legend was born."

"What is his skyrocketing power? Crazy, obviously not"

No matter what one might have guessed about, one thing is for sure, as soon as the people here walk out of this hotel, the name Tarzan will immediately cause a sensation throughout the Star Academy.