Shu Xingbei listened to these discussions, but he didn't take them to heart. He didn't come to the Special Attack Club to compete in the wrestling field. Although Ding Ao was a little cautious, Shu Xingbei didn't care.

After eating, the group walked along the gate.

Naturally, the gatekeeper would not ask Ding Ao for gold coins, and the five guards bowed to Ding Ao at the same time. Ding Ao didn't even look at them, and walked directly inside.

When he came to the stands, Ding Ao found the best position and asked the guards to drive away all the people in that row.

"That Gao Cheng, how many levels of warrior will it be?" After Mu Donglai sat down, he asked excitedly.

"A fourth-level samurai at most," Ku Tianyi guessed. If it was a first-order martial artist, he would have been recruited by the Special Attack Club a long time ago, how could he still enter the wrestling field competition.

"Let's see," Shu Xingbei said lightly. He had no interest in all this. If the wrestling field could make him think of anything, he would only think of the time when he was in the tower, when he was in the tower, he was wrapped in chains and fought with people. It was a painful memory, when Shu Xingbei escaped death, and now that he thinks about it, he doesn't even remember how he was saved by the doctor Zhang Min.

Ding Ao didn't say anything, and the corner of his eye looked at Shu Xingbei. Hehe, Shu Xingbei, I'm afraid that until now, you don't know that tonight's protagonist will be you, right?

When the entire wrestling field was full, the originally dim lights suddenly brightened. Under the dazzling light, a person walked up the stairs and walked to the battle platform in the middle of the wrestling field.

"Everyone, tonight is Mr. Gao Cheng's tenth battle, and now, I would like to invite Mr. Gao Cheng to play." The man spoke, stepping back from the platform.

"Bet on it, bet on whether Mr. Gao Cheng can win ten consecutive wins tonight, bet on him to win, the odds are one to two, bet on him to lose, the odds are one to one. The first time you enter the wrestling field, you pay attention, on the front bezel of your seat, there is a betting button. Enter the amount you bet and the seat number you are in, put the gold into the card hole on the right, and you're done," the horn sounded throughout the game.

"Is this kind of competition a one-on-one challenge, or is it a wrestling field to arrange the opponent?" Hong Feng asked strangely.

"Those who want to show their skills go to the backstage to sign up, and the wrestling field will arrange opponents for you according to your strength. Once you win ten consecutive victories, you will be able to become a full-time employee of the Foreign Affairs Department or the Internal Affairs Department of our Special Attack Society," Ding Ao explained, "but you have to start as a fourth-level samurai." Martial artists below the fourth level of samurai will not be accepted for registration in the wrestling field. ”

I see. Hong Feng and the others completely understood.

After a while, there was another figure on the battle platform. The man was not very old, about thirty years old, and he was extremely tough-looking, dressed in a short shirt, and in addition to that, he had a red turban tied around his head.

As soon as he took the stage, the atmosphere in the arena became enthusiastic.

"Gao Cheng, Gao Cheng, Gao Cheng."

"Gaocheng will win, Gaocheng will win."

"Gao Cheng, I love you."

"Gaocheng, you will win."

Shouts rang out from the stands, and surprisingly, some women were cheering for Gao Cheng. It is said that there are very few women participating in such martial arts occasions.

Shu Xingbei has always been there with his eyes closed and recuperating.

"It's coming, it's coming, the opponent arranged by the wrestling field is coming," Mu Donglai shouted.

Shu Xingbei opened his eyes and glanced towards the battle platform. I saw that on the battle platform, a man who looked like a brown bear stood opposite Gao Cheng. The man had a beard on his face, and he couldn't tell his age at all. What makes people have a strong visual impact is his height. This person is more than 1.85 meters tall, which is a head taller than Gao Cheng. Gao Cheng's figure is burly enough, but in front of him, he looks like a thin monkey.

"Shhh This, how can this be fought? The wrestling field is clearly making Gao Cheng lose.

The most unfair part of the competition in the wrestling field is that they can control the rhythm of the competition. If you sign up for a stage competition, your opponents are arranged by the wrestling field. They will pick the right opponent for you based on your combat power. Of course, if they don't want you to win, it's even simpler, just put an opponent you can't defeat on the stage, and three punches and two kicks can end the fight.

Shu Xingbei glanced at it casually, and already understood the original intention of the Special Attack Society to set up a wrestling field. They are in order to choose the warriors they need. If you feel that the candidate is not the right person, then directly send someone to defeat the challenger. Whether it is a victory or a defeat, in all words, is up to the management of the Special Attack Society.

Shu Xingbei thought of Ding Ao's identity. This guy is the manager of the internal affairs department of the Special Attack Society, that is to say, the wrestling field in front of him is 100% managed by Ding Ao.

Thinking about this layer clearly, Shu Xingbei's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Ding Ao would do something, but he didn't expect Ding Ao's fox tail to be revealed so quickly.

"Please complete your bets as soon as possible, the game is about to begin. Now it's time to go into the countdown, ten, nine, eight, seven,、、、、、、 one, okay, stop betting," the horn turned off immediately after.

The two people on the field have already fought together.

"Manager Ding, will Gao Cheng win?" Guo Tianyi asked.

"I don't know," Ding Ao shook his head, "As a first-order martial artist, Gao Cheng's combat power looks extremely extraordinary. But his opponent, called Xiong Hui, I have the impression that he should be a second-class guard of my Ministry of Internal Affairs. ”

Ding Ao really didn't tell a lie. Where did he have the heart to pay attention to the competition of these first-order martial artists, even Xiong Hui, he was only a little impressed. He was able to come here tonight to teach Shu Xingbei a lesson. Otherwise, he wouldn't even walk through the door of the wrestling field. Besides, as the manager of the housekeeping department, does he need to come in through the gate?

"Which of you bet?" Shu Xingbei sat up slightly and asked curiously.

"I made a bet, I bet on Gao Cheng to win, and I placed two gold coins," Hong Feng replied.

"I also bet, bet on Gao Cheng to lose, and placed three gold coins," Guo Tianyi also said.

"Winter, what about you?" Shu Xingbei looked at Mu Dong in the north.

Mu Donglai touched his head embarrassedly, "I want to bet on it, but I don't have gold coins." ”

"Ho-ho," Ding Ao smiled, "your chief instructor has also controlled you too strictly." Go far away and don't even give a single gold coin? ”

Shu Xingbei ignored Ding Ao's words and continued to ask Mu Donglai, "If you have gold coins, do you plan to bet on him to win or lose?"

"Of course I bet on him to lose, I have to bet at least two gold coins," Mu Donglai said with burning eyes. That guy who looks like a bear, he wants to defeat Gao Cheng, and there is no suspense at all.

"It's a good thing I didn't give you the gold coins, otherwise, your gold coins would have been from the wrestling field," Shu Xingbei sighed. Mu Donglai was stunned, "Chief Instructor, do you mean that Gao Cheng can win?" ”

Shu Xingbei smiled but did not answer. As soon as he said this, Hong Feng was excited on the spot. He bet on Gao Cheng to win with two gold coins, if the chief instructor said that Gao Cheng could win, wouldn't it mean that he could earn four gold coins? And Guo Tianyi looked like a pain in the flesh. Three gold coins is indeed not much for him, the owner of the island, but if you think about it, three gold coins are indeed not less. If you farm and farm, how many gold coins can you earn all year round? Ten of them, up to the sky.

That's still a family's annual income. Subdivided into people, a person only earns three gold coins a year.

Ding Ao saw the different expressions of the three people, and pursed his lips, although he didn't know if Gao Cheng would win, he hated Shu Xingbei's final statement.

"Gao Cheng doesn't necessarily win, in my opinion, the possibility of losing is even greater," Ding Ao said unhappily.

Shu Xingbei did not fight with Ding Ao.

At this time, the two people on the field have given up the style of playing with wide opening and closing, and have changed to fighting. At first, the big opening and closing must have enough strength to support it. Just after Shu Xingbei and the others said something, both Gao Cheng and Xiong Hui were weak in succession, and they could only recover their strength while fighting.

You punch and kick, the speed is getting slower and slower, and the wheezing of the two is getting louder and louder. It is obvious that Gao Cheng's breathing fluctuations are greater than Xiong Hui's.

"You see, Gao Cheng is going to fail, right?" Ding Ao said, squinting at Shu Xingbei.

Mu Dong came to take a look, and felt even more sorry in his heart, if Shu Xingbei gave him a few gold coins before, then he would be able to make a small profit today.

At this time, Hong Feng gently stabbed him with his arm, "Do you also think Xiong Hui will win?" ”

Mu Donglai glanced at Hong Feng blankly, and said in his heart, do you still need to think about it? Isn't that a blatant fact?

Hong Feng patted Mu Donglai on the shoulder, "You are wrong, the chief instructor said that Gao Cheng can win, Gao Cheng will definitely win, no exceptions." From now on, you remember what I said, all the words of the chief instructor, you must not only believe, but also be superstitious. ”

Mu Donglai blinked, failing to understand what Hong Feng meant. At this time, the different peaks on the field protruded, and Gao Cheng, who was obviously at a disadvantage, suddenly bounced, and the whole person flew up, like a cannonball bombarding Xiong Hui on the opposite side.

Xiong Hui is big, which is both his advantage and his disadvantage. The advantage is strength, and the disadvantage is the lack of flexibility. Now that Gao Cheng pounced on him alone, Xiong Hui subconsciously wanted to dodge.

In a flash, the opportunity is lost. Gao Cheng took advantage of the situation and pounced, and his fists struck like lightning, hitting Xiong Hui's face door in succession. Even Xiong Hui's eyes were hit several times.

Xiong Hui instantly became a panda eye, so swollen that there was only a slit left in his eyes, and he couldn't tell where Gao Cheng's next punch would be, and his fists kept waving, trying to redeem his disadvantage.

Gao Cheng took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his legs were forced, and he continuously swept Xiong Hui's next plate.

Xiong Hui endured a few blows from Gao Cheng, and finally couldn't even stand up, raised his hands high, and said with a sad face: "I admit defeat."

As soon as Gao Cheng conceded defeat, Hong Feng heard a few bangs coming from the front panel of his side, and then, six gold coins fell from the hole on the right side of the panel.

"I won," Hong Feng held a gold coin in his hand, put his lips on it, and kissed it.