The young man's hideous arm waved violently, and the power of the whole person skyrocketed, and in an instant, the momentum surged out in all directions in a wave.

"Kill him! Blue Beast! ”

"Blue Tiger! Roar! ”

"Tear him apart!"

……

The roar of the crowd of onlookers resounded from the viewing platform.

Listening to the shouts in the sky, the young man couldn't help but be enthusiastic, his hideous arms were raised above his head, and he shouted angrily: "Pale blue change!" ”

In the next second, his hideous beast arm suddenly changed.

Starting from the shoulders and working your way up to the whole body. In the blink of an eye, the young man had transformed from a human race into a powerful bloodthirsty beast.

Whew!

Two masses of rough breath erupted from time to time from between its hideous nostrils, giving people a kind of vigor and strength.

Roar!

With a roar of rage, this ancient beast, which was thicker than a cow, turned into a black shadow and slammed into Mo Tian.

The air along the way, under its terrifying impact pressure, 'poof' erupted into a sonic boom, like a sharp spear tearing through space, directly pushing the air on both sides.

It is hard to imagine that such a terrible impact and speed, if replaced by an ordinary adult man, even if it is a small rub, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

In the monstrous roar, the fierce beast with a mighty momentum frantically rushed towards Mo Tian, trying to crush it to pieces.

However, when this mighty black beast lowered its head and slammed into Mo Tian with its skull as thick as a steel plate, the following scene made the shouts of the audience gradually quiet down.

One finger.

Just a finger.

Mo Tian raised his hand lightly, aimed at the head of the fierce beast, and flicked it lightly.

Poof!

The moment his fingers touched the fierce beast, the wave of qi that was originally surging along the fierce beast turned over in an instant.

There are no fierce clashes, and there are no imaginary battles.

In the next second, the earth under the fierce beast was torn apart under the momentum of reversal, and in an instant, the whole body was bounced out.

Rumble!

The huge beast body collided with the space cage that separated the beast fight and the martial fight, and the impact force caused the entire field on the other side to shake.

Everyone was silent, and the people of Babylon gazed quietly at the strange scene before them.

And then, suddenly.

Fierce cheers and shouts erupted.

The cheers of the mountains are the best respect for a strong man.

Mo Tian muttered as he stared at the young man who had turned back into a human because of fainting, and muttered to himself.

"It's too weak."

He had already left his hand with that finger just now, and he used the physical strength of his left hand, and if he used his right hand, he would definitely die.

"It's not the way to go."

Looking up at the sky of the first layer of the world, the time was gradually getting almost dusk. If you want to complete the bet with Jasmine, follow the rules here, and you may not be able to take his and Jasmine's turn tomorrow.

Suddenly, Mo Tian raised his hand.

Aim in one direction and with a flick.

Bang!

100,000 meters away from the display, a certain steel sculpture at the highest point of the martial arts arena was torn apart and fell down in an instant.

On the ground directly in front of Mo Tian, a large crater of nearly a thousand meters was smashed, and the terrible dust and air waves made even the audience who were caught off guard close their mouths and continued to cough.

"What is this doing?"

Including Jasmine, who was watching the battle on the viewing platform, she was stunned by Mo Tian's behavior.

This statue, the fighting ancestor of the Babylonian people, is a symbol of nobility, and anyone who destroys it will be bound to be hostile to all.

No one figured out why Mo Tian did this.

But, in the next second, Mo Tian gave them the answer.

Raising his hand slightly, pointing to the upper echelons of the martial arts arena standing in the management area, Mo Tian's voice overshadowed the space and reached everyone's ears.

"It's too weak, the next opponent, let them come up together."

In a word, the originally silent crowd of spectators suddenly erupted in shocking shouts.

It has to be said that the Babylonian cult of the strong has reached a pathological level.

Unexpectedly, most of the audience shouted for Mo Tian in unison, not roaring with hatred, but enthusiastically supporting.

The strong, with the strong man's own temper, you have the strength, you can do anything, no one will hold you accountable for what you committed.

At this moment, the call for support for Mo Tian on the field was unprecedentedly high.

In the end, there were only three words left.

"Promise him!"

"Promise him!"

……

The guards who had originally stood in line and held spears at Mo Tian put away their guns after a scout entered and talked in his ear.

Indifferently, he walked back to the place where they belonged to the town, and did not pursue Mo Tian's fault again, as if nothing had happened.

In an instant, all the discerning people understood.

It seems that Mo Tian's proposal was adopted.

Half an hour later, on the other side of the martial arts arena, the waiting area representing the entry of the players was finally opened under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Thirty-two warriors dressed in different clothes slowly walked out along the entrance and stepped into the arena.

In an instant, the crowd of people in the viewing area once again erupted into fierce noise.

These thirty-two warriors were known to anyone who was a regular visitor to the Babylonian arena.

There are many 'rippers' with 12 consecutive wins, as well as 'Abyss Giant Mouth' with 30 wins and 6 losses, and even the weakest one has a good record of nine wins in ten games.

Mo Tian stared at the people in front of him and showed a subtle smile.

Just like he thought.

The management of the martial arts arena is obviously the main one for the purpose of accumulating money.

And what kind of situation can make this type of arena the most profitable?

The answer, of course, is the unstable gamble that can't see through the results at night.

Often such a game of gambling can be worth the sum of the profits of hundreds of games, and if there is a selling point, it has to be turned up.

Therefore, as long as Mo Tian shows a little strength, it is basically enough for these 'businessmen' to take the initiative to embark on a shortcut.

After all, a newcomer whose strength is not at the limit has no more exciting selling point than this against a group of fighter legions.

Regardless of whether you win or lose this battle, you can make a lot of money just from the huge profits of the gambling game.

"Once this battle is over, the opponent in the next battle should be Jasmine, right?"

The smile on the corner of Mo Tian's mouth became more and more meaningful.

"Boy, you're quite bold."

"Where are you messing up, dare to knock down the sculpture of the ancestor of battle, I respect you as a man."

"Look at you as a man, we don't bully you, every time you defeat someone, we will give you ten minutes to recuperate."

"No, no, no, seeing that he is so powerful, it is safer to go together."

……

These people who came out of the waiting war area obviously had their own opinions about Mo Tian, but what was the same was that they all had a strong admiration for Mo Tian.

After all.

None of them have been able to do it, and they have knocked down the 10,000-meter-high sculpture with one palm, and they have not yet done their best.

(PS1: I hope that friends who like this book will add a group, from 20 people, and 1000 starting coins will be drawn every week Thank you for your support.) Group number: 261018352. )

(PS2: Delivered in the early hours of the second watch.) ）