Martial artists who can cultivate to this level of the seventh level are naturally not stupid people, seeing Yi Qiu's speed and attack ability are above him, and after that hard battle, he didn't even touch the corners of Yi Qiu's clothes, and the last three footsteps completely extinguished his arrogance at once.

At this speed, with his current strength, he would never be able to burst out, if Yi Qiu had used a three-stage slash before, I am afraid that the fat martial artist would have been lying on the floor at this time.

So he made a quick decision and immediately surrendered.

There is a rule in the arena that if someone surrenders, if the opponent continues to attack, it will be regarded as contempt of the arena and will not be able to enter the ring again for the rest of his life.

Hearing the word admit defeat, the referee jumped into the ring, he had always felt very strange about the words conveyed to Yiqiu, but now that he saw Yiqiu's strength, he finally understood that sentence.

Zhou Li admits defeat, and Yi Qiu wins. ”

Six hundred gold coins, in hand!

Yi Qiu stretched his body, the huge body of the fat warrior, and the deterrent power brought by the big kitchen knife were still not small, so that Yi Qiu was always vigilant and did not dare to relax, now that he had won, he would naturally be a little easier.

Turning around, Yi Qiu didn't talk nonsense with the fat martial artist, it was already noon, and he had made an appointment with Xiao Xue and them to meet at the gate of Weilan Academy and go to lunch together. Come to the arena to play a game purely for pre-dinner exercise, and by the way, to earn some gold.

Looking at Yi Qiu's leisurely back, he didn't even leave a word, it was like a slap on the fat warrior's face, feeling the constant pain on his body, the anger in the fat warrior's eyes suddenly rose again, and he glanced at the big knife inserted in the ground, the fat warrior's eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent flashed.

"Die!!"

Quietly pulled out the big knife from the floor, and then in full view of everyone, raised his foot and rushed towards Yi Qiu again.

The two are ten meters apart.

At a distance of ten meters, the seventh-level martial artist can complete it in just two breaths, and the fat martial artist's action, the waiter who is the referee suddenly felt bad in his heart, and shouted directly at Yi Qiu's back: "Little ......"

Yi Qiu was thinking about what to eat at noon at this time, only to hear a rush of footsteps from behind, which was also mixed with the shouts of the waiter, a bad premonition made him reflexively clench the little knife, and quickly turned around to look, only to find that the fat warrior's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the big knife was slashing towards his head.

Exercise!

You!

Mother!

I only heard a bang, and the big knife smashed on Yi Qiu's small knife again, Yi Qiu's eyes were now infected with blood, his eyes were bloodshot, his left body swung back slightly, and his fist was filled with incomparably thick blood, and the eight blood-colored gas filaments had been condensed and formed, and with the slamming out of his left fist, the eight qi filaments were instantly tense.

This punch accurately hit the fat warrior's belly.

The fat warrior's huge body trembled violently, and he stared at his stomach with round eyes, and eight shocking scars were gushing out of blood, pouring down like a waterfall.

The sound of the stream was so crisp and pleasant, but at this moment, it was not the stream that flowed, but the blood, and the red fell quietly, falling on the ground and blooming red lotus.

This punch broke open the fat warrior's belly, and the entire fist fell into his stomach.

Yi Qiu withdrew his hand in shock, staring at the blood stained on his fist, the pungent smell reminding him that this was not a dream.

Rumble!

The fat warrior's huge body fell backwards, and the whole person lay in a pool of blood without moving, the wound seemed to be a spring constantly erupting outward, and the blood flowed down the body, and gradually, this pool of blood became bigger and bigger.

On his back, where it was in contact with the floor, there was also a blood stain gushing with blood. The Avalanche punch pierced him.

Did I kill someone?

Yi Qiu stood in place and looked at the fat warrior blankly, and on his stomach, there was a blood mark extending to the fat warrior's left chest.

Did I kill someone?

Yi Qiu asked himself again in his heart.

Walking next to the fat warrior's corpse, Yi Qiu gently nudged the fat warrior with his blood-stained boots, but received no response.

Did I really kill someone?

There was already half a point of certainty in his heart, Yi Qiu's breathing suddenly began to be rapid, his heart beat violently, and his body was constantly trembling.

The referee was also stunned, Yi Qiu and the fat warrior Zhou Li were fighting, he had been watching the battle carefully from the audience, he was also a martial artist, and he hoped to learn some experience in the battle between the two. Before, Iqiu's attack didn't do much damage to the fat warrior, and now he killed him with just one punch, and the change was so fast that he couldn't believe it.

"Look, someone is dead. ”

At this time, a passing warrior noticed Yiqiu's ring and hurriedly greeted his companions beside him.

"Dead? Why, there are very few deaths in the arena, let's go, go and see. The warrior's companion stared at him with a look of disbelief, but when he saw that Zhou Li's side was bleeding and he didn't move, he took the lead and ran to the audience in the ring.

Generally, only three people can go up in the arena, and the two sides of the battle, the referee, and others are not allowed to go up, and they can only watch from the viewing platform.

When he ran to the viewing platform of Yiqiu's ring, he suddenly shouted: "Oh my God, it's Dadao Zhou Li, he is actually dead." ”

This sound suddenly attracted the attention of many martial artists, and they all jumped onto the viewing platform, and the entire viewing platform suddenly burst into an uproar.

Broadsword Zhou Li, seventh-level combat power.

They naturally know this person who has been in the arena all the year round, and almost all of these onlookers are about level seven, and the strength of Zhou Li is considered to be at the upper level of the seventh-level martial artists, and there are still many martial artists on the viewing platform who can't beat Zhou Li, but now Zhou Li is dead in the ring, how can they be quiet.

In the arena, there are basically no deaths in the fight of the same level, because the arena can surrender, and if you want to kill the opponent in the ring, the strength must be higher than the opponent, so that he can't even shout surrender to kill him.

Zhou Li's seventh-level combat power, which means that it takes at least sixth-level combat power to kill him.

These people looked at Yi Qiu's back, and they were all dumbfounded, and they all guessed in their hearts what kind of deep hatred he and Zhou had to use to kill each other?

Looking at the back, Zhou Li's opponent should not be very old, could it be that Zhou Li, a womanizer, fell in love with this person's sister?

The warriors on the viewing platform looked at each other, and all kinds of outrageous speculations surfaced in their hearts, but none of them were accurate. At this moment, a figure walked out, this was a warrior in a black robe, and he said loudly: "This week, Li attacked the other party after admitting defeat, and was killed by the opponent's punch." ”

This person stayed here with a bored mentality after watching the last game, and witnessed this tragic situation with his own eyes, and he was also scared at that time, although death is allowed in the ring, but there will still be people from the prison department who will come to interrogate you, and without a few hundred gold coins, these cancer people will eat you.

A punch?

Almost all the onlookers muttered, and then there was a burst of shock, killing the opponent with one punch, what level of fighting skill is this? There are even many martial artists who jumped off the viewing platform one after another, and went around to the front of Yi Qiu to see the style.

The black-robed warrior who witnessed the accident also jumped off the viewing platform, walked to the edge of the ring, and said loudly: "Little brother, don't be afraid, this week Li is pretending to surrender to lead a sneak attack on you first, you will be fine." ”

Although this sentence passed into Yi Qiu's ears word for word, it soon floated out of the other ear, and now Yi Qiu could no longer hear any words, still standing beside the fat warrior's corpse and was sluggish.

At this moment, in addition to the blood qi that was constantly floating out from the wound, there was also a small special particle that surged into Yi Qiu's body.

During the stunned period, the system data in his mind suddenly changed drastically, and Yi Qiu came back to his senses slightly, took a closer look, and his heart was touched.

Grade: 18

Blood: 17775

Available Blood: 13555

Skill points: 4

Kill Rating: 1

This extra kill value undoubtedly proves the death of the fat warrior, which makes Yi Qiu's body tremble even more violently, and his heart fluctuates so much that he wants to find a corner and sit quietly with his head in his hands.