In the Hell's Gate Arena, in the center of the ring surrounded by spectators, the contestants who have advanced to the quarterfinals have already begun duels one after another.

Of these top eight players, four belong to the transcendental life level, and the other four belong to the strong and powerful people who are close to the transcendental life level.

Soon, the four strong men lost the battle.

There are four real transcendent-level powerhouses left, and they will advance to the semifinals again.

Among the top four, Raymond, the messenger of hell, and the super soldier Emir are the most outstanding and powerful.

A few minutes later, there was no suspense, and the duo made it to tonight's kickboxing finals.

……

The last row of the auditorium.

Qi Yu and the copycat version of Bick glanced at each other quite tacitly, both waiting for the start of the finals, and at the same time, their eyes seemed to prove that their vision was not wrong.

In the other tens of thousands of spectator seats, tens of thousands of spectators shouted enthusiastically, and the shouts were very high, and they couldn't wait for the finals to begin, looking forward to the birth of a martial arts champion tonight.

Although most of the audience thought that the winning general, Raymond the Hellbringer, would win, there were also a small number of viewers who chose to be bullish on the rookie Super Soldier Emile and strongly supported Emir to win the championship by betting on actual actions.

Fighting Ring area.

The host, dressed in a formal dress and wearing sunglasses, took the stage again.

The host used his inherent rhetoric routine to explain the current fighting situation, and from time to time added some words such as "blood", "violence", "death" and "winning" to stimulate everyone's brain nerves and desires.

After almost two minutes of grinding, he began to roar at the crowded audience, "Now, let's invite our finalists—"

"Raymond from the planet Hera, known as the Messenger of Hell, has won the Fight Night Championship twelve times in a row!"

In the cheers of everyone, Raymond stepped on a heavy and powerful step, exuding a strong murderous aura all over his body.

What caught everyone's eye was a super big man with a naked upper body, almost three meters tall, and weighing more than 2,000 pounds.

Below his head, similar to most sapient creatures, is the shape of an upright spine biology subject, but his head is a crocodile head.

His face was rough and wrinkled, his eye sockets were sunken, and the long, flattened crocodile mouth protruded outwards had two rows of sharp teeth.

The body is a thick crocodile skin with strong toughness, with slightly raised bone spurs on the surface of the crocodile skin, and the flesh has enough defense against metal bullets and small blasters, as if it were an innate set of armor.

In addition, there is a long crocodile tail behind the tail vertebrae, and over the years, I don't know how many creature with no weak strength have died on his crocodile tail.

"Hellbringer!"

"Hellbringer!"

"Hellbringer!"

Countless people were chanting Raymond's nickname, and their words and deeds revealed their fanatical adoration for him.

After the shouts had faded into laughter, the host paused and continued to shout impassionedly, "And—"

"One of the new top two, super soldier Emil Bronski!"

Under the watchful eyes of the surrounding spectators, the emir also stepped into the center of the fighting ring area.

However, the audience's appeal to Emile was low, and it was clearly not as popular as Raymond.

Seeing that the two final fighters were on the court, the host concluded with high emotions: "Who will sit on the championship throne tonight, who will take away the championship fund of 100,000 star coins, who is stronger between Raymond the messenger of hell and Emile Bronsky, the super soldier, and who can be named the strongest person in this fighting night......"

Maybe he thought this host was too verbose, Raymond twisted his neck slightly at this time and glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Frightened, the host's back was cold, and he hurriedly dropped the last sentence: "Let ...... Let's wait and see! ”

Then he immediately stepped off the stage.

In the huge fighting area with a diameter of thirty meters, only Emir and Raymond are left at the moment.

Under the gaze of the audience and the searchlight of a few dim spotlights, the two finalists were a few meters apart, each standing calmly and proudly in the ring, looking at each other with murderous eyes.

The old strong man confronted the new strong man, and the fighting area was filled with a dangerous aura.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience around him, many people's heartbeats are accelerating one after another, and the two people who are waiting for the finals officially start.

"Let's do it!"

Crocodile head Raymond said lightly, not taking the newcomer in front of him too seriously.

When Raymond was resting in the waiting area just now, he also roughly observed Emile Bronsky, and Emile's performance in several duels was watched by him, and he found that this so-called super soldier was basically barely at the same level as himself, but much weaker than himself.

Even if two or three emirs go together, they may not be their own opponents, let alone this one.

Therefore, Raymond concluded that under the premise of no accidents or miracles, his victory rate could be said to be close to 100%.

At the same time, Qi Yu, who was sitting in the last row of the audience, had almost deduced from the previous two battles that the crocodile man Raymond was probably at the life level of the transcendent high-rank, much stronger than the super soldier Emir of the middle rank of the transcendent-level.

If the emir does not release his abomination, there is basically no chance of victory.

Looks like there's going to be a good show tonight. ’

Qi Yu said to himself, with some expectations in his heart,

He knew very well that the emir would inevitably release an abomination on the premise that he really couldn't beat the other party.

And once the abomination personality is released, it is simply an invincible doomsday killing god, and then the scene will be lively, and the undefeated myth Raymond, who is rampant and arrogant and has won the 12th consecutive fight night championship, will experience what real horror is.

"Let me do it first?"

The emir flattened his fingers, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "You look down on me? ”

"Hmph."

Raymond sneered.

Emir has a fiery temper, how can he endure the contempt of this crocodile man?

No more nonsense, clenched his fists and rushed forward.

When he was only three meters away from Raymond, Emir leaped to the ground and smashed his fist in the air.

To Emil was slightly puzzled, Raymond just stood there with his hands behind his back, not making a dodge move.

So much so that the emir's fist went down and naturally hit the opponent's chest.

Boom!

A dull thud sounded.

Raymond was blasted back by the punch and took two steps back.

"It's okay, although the fist power can't cause me substantial damage, but at least it can shake my body."

Raymond's hands behind his back moved forward, clenched his fists, and his finger bones gurgled, apparently about to make a formal move.

"Looks like this crocodile head likes to pretend to be forced."

Seeing Raymond's appearance of pretending to stand still and deliberately let Emir fight, Qi Yu couldn't help but laugh, this thing's behavior at some times is a bit similar to him, but his strength is too good, and it is easy to flash his waist if he pretends to be forced rashly.

If Emir's strength only stops there, then Raymond is indeed perfect, but unfortunately that is not Emir's real strength at all.

This also means that how much Raymond pretends to be forced now, how badly he will fall next!

"You were testing my strength just now?" Emir frowned.

"That's right, your strength may be okay in front of those wastes, but in my case, it's just stronger waste!"

In the slightly changing face of the emir, Raymond sneered disdainfully, and then rushed over murderously.

The emir immediately took up his posture to meet the battle.

Raymond raised his sharp crocodile claws, aimed them at Emir's neck, and slashed them at him.

Fortunately, the Emili's reflexes reached the limit of his human body, and despite the speed of the opponent's shot, he managed to avoid it without danger.

Otherwise, if Raymond strokes it with such a claw, if he is cut in the throat, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

"It's dangerous!"

Emir wiped his sweat with palpitations, he didn't expect this crocodile man to be so ruthless, and he wanted to kill people with one move.

"Come again!"

The emir burst into applause and stepped forward.

Raymond, a three-meter-tall crocodile man, and the one-meter-eight Emir lived a trick, and the two finalists fought back and forth.

However, in the process of entanglement and scuffle, the emir began to lose the upper hand after three moves, and was obviously at a disadvantage, and was forced to retreat.

In just ten rounds, the emir had already fallen on several wounds, with bruised fist marks, cut blood, red wounds, and broken ribs.

Although the overall injury is not too serious, it is definitely not light, and it can be said that it was abused.