Chapter 9: Masquerade

The dim lights, the noisy crowd, the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of blood, forming a special smell that filled the entire space.

"This is the circus..."

Su Jinqiu looked left and right, as if he was very interested in this place.

"Ah Qiu, don't go so fast, wait for me."

It was the first time for Tong Bo to come to such a chaotic place, and the strong smell of blood made it difficult for him to breathe.

"You two look a little dumbfounded, is this the first time you've come to the circus? My name is Davy, and I'm the lobby manager here, and you can tell me if you want to place a bet or play. ”

Wearing a pompous floral shirt, a thin middle-aged man greeted him with a smile.

"What are the requirements for participation?" Tong Bo hurriedly asked.

"You don't want any conditions, just sign an agreement to ensure that the South Gate Martial Arts School doesn't come to make trouble."

David's eyes were really vicious, and he could see their identities at a glance.

"Okay, let me race."

Tong Bo agreed to his request without hesitation and signed his name on the agreement.

David saw another fresh student take the bait, and immediately smiled.

"This week's circus is the bounty accumulation ring, that is, the longer you defend the ring, the higher the cumulative bounty, seeing that you are so anxious to participate, I will arrange the nearest one for you!" David smiled and handed a card to Tong Bo.

"The main masquerade has been successfully defended for 7 games, and the challenge will start in 5 minutes."

Seeing the information on the card, Su Jinqiu frowned slightly.

"Boss, are there any other sessions?"

David glanced at him and replied unhurriedly, "If you don't want to fight this one, I can arrange for you to be the newborn champion the night after tomorrow."

As soon as he heard this, Tong Bo suddenly became anxious.

"Ah Qiu, I don't have time to wait so long... Boss, let's do it! ”

"Okay, good, it's really terrifying! Remember to give yourself a nickname so that the host can introduce you. ”

Seeing Tong Bo's eager appearance, David suddenly showed a triumphant smile.

"Let's call it a tiger!"

Hearing this nickname, even David couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

"It's too domineering." Su Jinqiu squinted his eyes and sighed.

"Needless to say!" Tong Bo was very satisfied with his nickname.

"A new challenger has finally appeared! That's the pride of heaven from the South Gate Martial Arts School, the tiger! ”

In the octagonal ring, the pot-bellied host read the name on the card, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

"Tigers? So dragged? ”

"Has the little kid's hair grown?"

"The students of the South Gate Martial Arts School should have some ability, right?"

"Kill me with a mask!"

As soon as Tong Bo stood in the octagonal ring, the crowd of onlookers began to shout wildly, some mocking, some despised, and even some spat on the stage...

The masked man standing in the corner of the ring, of medium stature, wears a pale grimace mask on his face, and his temperament looks a little gloomy.

"Tigers? Let me see where you are..."

Kamen took two steps forward and walked to the center of the ring, his voice sounding unusually high-pitched.

"Come on!"

Tong Bo held a cork spear from the backstage, low in front and high in front and high at his opponent, and his posture looked quite good.

"The eighth Tournament of Guarding, start now!"

The host waved his hand, and then fled from the ring in a panic, as if there was a man-eating demon in it...

Tong Bo didn't attack rashly, although he was usually a little impulsive, but in the face of an enemy who didn't know the details, he still wanted to see the other party's methods first.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Kamen walked towards him step by step, completely ignoring the spear in his hand.

"What is he going to do? Do you want to subdue me with your bare hands? ”

Just when Tong Bo was puzzled, Kamen actually put his throat directly against the head of the gun, as long as he used a slight force, he could easily stab through the opponent's throat.

"You!"

Tong Bo's heart was beating wildly, although he was determined to fight a real battle, but he didn't want to kill the killer, as long as he was in the ring in the circus, there was no rule prohibiting killing, for Tong Bo who was still in the ivory tower, he obviously overestimated his consciousness.

"Poof!"

A terrible soft sound was heard, and Kamen took another step forward, and the head of the spear had already pierced straight into his throat!

"Ahh

Tong Bo, whose scalp was numb, was already confused by the scene in front of him, he couldn't understand why Kamen wanted to commit suicide, and he was not ready to kill for the first time at all!

"You killed me?"

Blood continued to gush from the wound on his throat, and the mask on the mask's face was slightly tilted, and he asked such a sentence.

"You say... What? Tong Bo's wrist holding the gun trembled violently, and he couldn't even use the slightest strength.

"You killed me!"

The mask suddenly let out a roar of rage, and the whole person rushed towards him.

"Shhhhh

Faced with this terrifying scene, Tong Bo was so frightened that he couldn't even speak, and could only let out a low mutter.

"Answer me! Hahaha! ”

Kamen suddenly let out a maniacal laugh and stabbed his hands in his stomach again...

Under the octagonal ring, Su Jinqiu only saw the two people on the stage standing motionless, and suddenly the spear in Tong Bo's hand fell to the ground, and at the same time knelt on the ground and vomited...

"Boss, the Tiger has surrendered."

Su Jinqiu suddenly spoke, and David, who was next to him, frowned.

"Children, this is not the training ground of your school, in the octagonal ring, no matter whether you live or die, you will never be superior!"

Finally caught a student, David didn't plan to leave him like this, no matter whether Tong Bo lived or died, it would provide an excellent viewing effect for the ring!

“... Boss, look at how this is, the tiger admits defeat, let him down, and I will be the ninth challenger of the mask. ”

Su Jinqiu narrowed his eyes, the black mist in his hand darkened, as long as this guy didn't know each other, he would immediately put the Ruin King Sword on his neck.

"Is that true?"

"Of course."

David pondered for a moment, then smiled playfully.

"That's it!"

Just as Tong Bo's eyes gradually lost their brilliance, the host gritted his teeth and rushed into the ring to pick him up, and then threw him off the stage.

"What do you mean, fatty?"

"The mask hasn't shot yet, what kind of drama are you adding?"

"David! Is your host sick? ”

As soon as everyone saw it, they were ruthlessly interrupted by the host's hand, and immediately shouted one after another.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, if it weren't for an emergency, I would never have intervened in a deathmatch..."

“... We received a request from a new challenger on the sidelines, he can't stand the boring torture of this face, and wants to break the winning streak of the mask on his own, he is also from the South Gate Martial Arts School... Liqiu! ”

Putting Tong Bo by the wall and lying down, Su Jinqiu strode into the ring and looked at the mask on the other side with a calm face.

"The time is just right, and if it's a little later, your classmates won't be saved~"

The shrill voice of the mask seems to be mocking him and Tong Bo's "beautiful friendship".

"You're mistaken, I just wanted to come up and try your star ability..."

As soon as the words fell, the dilapidated king sword glowing with a turquoise glow instantly appeared in his hand, and a faint black mist lingered around the sword body...