Outside the White Eagle Stadium, not far from the stadium, in front of a hill wall, is a vacant lot of hundreds of square meters, covered with several two-story, warehouse-style houses, the edge of which is surrounded by barbed wire.

This is a material storage place in the back mountains of the White Eagle Gate, not a secret place, and the materials are just ordinary food and daily necessities.

There are many more depository places like this, and there are many more in White Eagle Mountain.

Touch!

In one of the warehouses, a corpse slammed into a wall and then slid to the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the wall.

"Lord Anthony, it's Uzwoka again."

A middle-aged man in his forties, but who looked like he was in his fifties and sixties, threw a broken arm on the ground, said.

At the same time, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the shadows, and a gray-faced man walked out, his trouser legs stained with blood, and a corpse in his hands.

"You read that right?" Anthony sat on the pile of wooden boxes, crossed Erlang's legs, glanced at the gray man, and said to the middle-aged man.

"It's not wrong, except for the Blood Martial Alliance, the people of Uzwoka will be like this now, one by one as if they have been brainwashed."

At this time, the smell of blood was thick in the warehouse, and there were four or five corpses with missing arms and legs scattered around.

"It's different, the people of the Blood Martial Alliance are mute, and the people of Uzwoka are all crazy." Anthony shook his head, and with a flick of his hand, a dagger flew out and stuck in the throat of a 'corpse'.

The 'corpse' hand was just sneaking towards the pistol that had fallen to the ground, so Anthony made him a real corpse.

"Tambor, Schoke, send the situation here to the Intelligence Section, ask them to find out where these people are coming from, and go tell Menak of the Defense Group 3 that if someone sneaks in again, I will go and find him myself."

"You can't let the integration of the last day of the martial artist Dabi go wrong, understand?"

"Yes, Mistress Anthony."

"Understood, Mistress Anthony."

Tambol and Shook replied in unison, then walked out of the warehouse.

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In the gymnasium, Gong Bing was already standing in the ring at this time, he was the eleventh, and it was his turn for the third time.

"Dude, if I'm not mistaken, you're called Luo Wu Shen, right?"

"It's all nicknames made up by others."

Gong Bing waved his hand, his opponent was a ponytail man, this guy was good-looking, looked a little frivolous, and chatted with him first without making a move after coming on stage.

"Nothing else, just one word domineering." The ponytail man cocked his thumbs up and gave Gong Bing a thumbs up: "I think as long as you show this nickname, don't talk about eating in the future, even if you rub rice, you don't need to pay a penny." ”

The ponytail man's face was full of envy, and his foodie attributes were exposed.

"Hehe, the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, your nickname is actually quite domineering." Also rubbing rice...... Gong Bing is complimentary, not angry.

The ponytail man's expression instantly froze, as if he had been struck by lightning, and the aura of the whole person sank.

Few people who can enter the main competition are unknown, Gong Bing naturally recognizes the other party, this ponytail man is one of the six heroes in the north, his strength is outstanding, and he is the leader of the younger generation.

Unlike the Southern Ten Ying, the gold content of the Northern Six Heroes is much higher.

And the reason why the other party was suddenly depressed was because the ponytail man had a very shameful nickname, called Sweetheart Baby.

When the ponytail man first debuted and became famous, he was still younger than now, he looked like a pink carving, he had an optimistic personality, always smiling, but he usually choked others half to death when he was foaming at the mouth.

So the dead friends summed it up and gave him a nickname - Sweetheart Baby.

This nickname can thunder the ponytail man very much, and the dead friends agree that this nickname bears witness to their friendship and represents their most heartfelt love.

The ponytail man didn't feel love, only full of 'malice'.

So he strongly protested, but the protest was ineffective, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and this 'domineering' nickname soon spread throughout the secret martial arts world.

"Carlos, this is not your welcome platform in the west, please get up from the ground, the competition has begun."

The players in the other ring have been fighting for a long time, but this side has not started yet, and the referee really can't look at it, so he urges.

Carlos, a ponytailed man crouching on the ground, brushed the ground and bounced up.

"Gabriel, as long as you don't mention that name again, we're still good friends."

"Yes, whatever you want."

"Then let's get started, let me see what you're up to."

"I'll be waiting for you."

With that, the orange fluorescence on Carlos's body flashed and rushed towards Gong Bing.

Gong Bing stepped on his feet, and half a step forward, it was a straight punch that bounced over, and Gong Bing's half step was two or three meters big.

Almost as soon as the fist was struck, Carlos' face appeared in front of the fist, as if he had voluntarily leaned over to it.

The fist wind was blowing, Carlos felt the roar of the train in his ears, he hurriedly braked suddenly, leaned back, and came to an iron bridge, Gong Bing's straight fist flew up in his sight.

Then Carlos put his right hand on the ground, his body twisted violently, and the whip leg flung from the bottom to Gong Bing's head.

Gong Bing's left hand reached out diagonally, and he blocked it with a snap, and just when he wanted to grab the other party's leg, Carlos's other foot was already on Gong Bing's body, and the whole person jumped backwards.

Syllable!

This is the sound of Gong Bing's right shoulder, with his right foot as the axis, he turned around and waved his palm and slapped it, but after a lap, Gong Bing immediately raised his left arm.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The dots of light drifted away, and Gong Bing was shaken, and after his left leg was kicked, the arm that was raised to block was also hit.

Carlos's body is quite fast, moving left and right, never entangled with you in the same direction, like a monkey, Gong Bing is very annoying to this kind of opponent, but most of the enemies he encounters are like this.

Obviously, the increase in speed caused by internal qi is quite obvious.

"It's just a little less strength."

This is Gong Bing's opinion of Carlos, of course, this is purely Gong Bing's personal opinion, and it would have been early for someone else.

But what Gong Bing didn't know was that Carlos also complained about him in his heart, complaining that he was as hard as a turtle shell.

"Good fellow, you have to be careful."

Carlos suddenly spoke, his momentum rose suddenly, and the whole person was full of light, and then his figure gradually disappeared, looking quite mysterious, this is due to the speed is too fast, coupled with the special body method, only the afterimage left in the human eye.

Looking at this 'special effect', there is no doubt about the big move, but Gong Bing is so timely, he has adapted to the opponent's playing style, and the muscles of his right arm bulged suddenly.

Shot: Single Whip!

There was a crackling sound in the air, and Carlos didn't succeed, so he stepped back, his hands covering his chest, and he almost didn't fall out of the ring.

"How... How can it be? ”

"Come again!"

Carlos didn't believe in evil, grinned, and the figure dissipated again.

Gong Bing's eyes narrowed, his right hand reached out like lightning, and slapped towards the empty space beside him, and Carlos, who had disappeared, was knocked out again.

Carlos looked confused, but before he could react, he was grabbed by Gong Bing's other hand and smashed to the ground, and then thrown under the ring.

Gong Bing ended the competition neatly, and looked to the side, the other group of players would still be playing happily.

"Eleven, Green Town Luowu, Gabriel Taylor wins!"

The referee was an old driver, and without blinking, he immediately announced the result.

There was a small commotion in the audience.

After all, the Western Realm Gate belongs to the northern faction, and Carlos himself is one of the six masters, and he was defeated so quickly, which naturally surprised many people, and also showed that Gong Bing's strength surpassed Carlos by a large margin.

In fact, with Carlos's strength, he won't lose so quickly, but he is too light on the enemy, and he also uses the arcane body method that is not too proficient.

There is no problem in facing people of the same level, but if you use it to deal with people who are stronger than yourself, it is easy to be caught and flawed.

"It seems that the previous rumors are true." Carlos got up from the ground and patted his clothes.

"That's not a rumor, it's a rumor." Gong Bing jumped off the stage.

"No, you're really strong, I think you can really beat Elkeson and Scarlett."

"You fought with them?"

"Nope."

"Then you can tell me about yarn." Gong Bing rolled his eyes, lit a cigarette and said.

"If you beat the two of them and get the first place, then I will lose to you and there will be a light on the face, right?" Carlos chuckled.

“……？”

There is light on the face?

Is this a face-saving thing?

Gong Bing can see that this guy's brain circuit is different from that of a normal person.

"Far away, if I want to fight either of them, I have to fight until the last round." Gong Bing took a puff of cigarette, and then there was a sudden commotion in the audience.

The twenty-player race, according to the numbers, is actually divided into two halves.

Gong Bing is number 11 and belongs to the lower half of the district.

And Elkeson and Scarlett are both in the top half.

"I think you'll have a chance in the last two."

"Let's wait until I defeat Thunder Kong."

Thunder King Kong and Gong Bing belong to the same lower half of the bracket, and they are also one of the hottest seeded players, and Gong Bing estimates that his opponent in the next game will be him.

"Cut, what is Thunder King Kong, you can defeat me, Thunder King Kong is naturally not a problem." Carlos disagreed.

"Is that so? Maybe you can say this to him directly. Gong Bing smiled and pointed behind him.

“……？”

“……！”

Carlos froze, lowered his head, and found that his shadow had become burly.

He turned around and looked at the man behind him, still with a smile on his face.

"Yo! What a coincidence, isn't this Thunder Kong? ”