As soon as the door opened, the martial artists in the room who were preparing for the match turned their eyes to Hao's body.

Upon seeing his appearance, someone sneered.

The room was large and contained a variety of areas, including a rest area, a training area, and several TVs showing the fierce battle in the ring.

He glanced at it and found that the seat for people to rest had no place, and the equipment on the side was also occupied by a few guys with a full face, and people like him who were not good-looking could only find a corner or stand against the wall.

The twenty or thirty people in the room have already formed a potential food chain.

Some of them may become opponents... Therefore, there is no need to give any good faces, and everyone does not need to be too hypocritical.

Hao walked to the side of the open space and sat down, and then other contestants entered the room, and some people left after being notified by the staff, the only constant is that no matter how the number of people and individuals changes, the strong and the weak can always form two areas.

The natural exception is hazy.

There are several ring arenas on each floor of the Sky Arena, and not only is it a... Otherwise, when will it take for so many newcomers to queue up every day?

Spectators can wander around the arena at any time to find the fights or fighters they are interested in... The low-rise arena will not get greater publicity and investment, and after going to the 50th floor, some new stars who have stood out, or those who are more popular, will be favored by managers and spread the word.

"No. 957, please go to Hall Seven on the first floor to prepare." After waiting for almost two hours, Hao was about to fall asleep, and finally the loudspeaker in the room came out of the voice.

957, exactly him.

He stood up lazily, rubbed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the room.

The staff outside led him to the competition passage in Hall 7, glanced at it, and found that there were not many spectators in the hall, sparse, there could be a few hundred people... The total number of spectators that can accommodate is around a few thousand.

1 in 10 occupancy.

Obviously, for the martial artists at the bottom, few viewers will be interested.

"The next two players are newcomers... They are Hazy No. 957 and Canby No. 1398! ”

The lights flashed in the ring, and with the host's passionate professional attitude, Hao and his opponent walked out of the corridor of different passages and ran to the ring.

"According to the information we have received... No. 957 seems to be not a professional martial artist... He wrote on the registration information sheet that the reason why he came to participate in the martial arts was simply for the bonus! I have to say that as a rookie, he has admirable courage! ”

"And the 1398 Camby, I'm sure some of the old viewers are familiar with it... That's right! Our Camby runner was eliminated when he was promoted to the thirty-seventh floor, and it was time to start climbing from the first floor again! Camby has excellent defense and aggression, and his fat body makes him excellent defense, which, combined with his weight, can deliver dangerous and lethal attacks on his opponents... The luck of the hazy players is terrible! In his first fight, he met this kind of powerful martial artist... Is it Camby's strong lesson to the newcomer and winning the game without any suspense, or is it our hazy player, Jedi turning the tables and giving the audience a surprise... Let's wait and see. ”

Standing in the ring, Hao saw his opponent with himself.

A fat man who weighs at least 300 pounds is also terrifying, more than two meters!

It's like a mountain of meat.

In comparison, he looks monophysical, and the contrast between the two sides is very strong.

"It's rare to see a newcomer on stage in a casual suit, and you can see that... Our player should be an office worker... But is he wearing sunglasses to avoid waiting for his embarrassed appearance to be recognized by his colleagues in the company? ”

On the other side, the host was still shouting, and his tone was ridiculous.

“……”

Glancing at the man with glasses holding the microphone, what kind of host is this?

The position is a bit unneutral, and I feel like I'm singing about him.

Camby, the fat man standing in front of him, fanned his futon-sized palms, slapped them together, made a loud noise, and showed a fierce and playful smile to Hao: "Luck! ”

"Boy, admit defeat yourself... Don't say it's a rookie like you, it's just some experienced martial artists who can only admit it if they bump into me! I've just come down from a high floor, and I'm upset... But I don't want to vent my anger on a newcomer... As long as I hit you, you'll have to go to the hospital for at least a few months to recuperate... I can't even go to work. ”

"Oooo Our Camby, a newcomer, warned and intimidated the rookie player... How will the players respond? It's scared... Or ......"

The male host on the side looked very noisy and screamed again.

Hao was a little annoyed by the male host's noise, buttoned his ears, looked at the referee, and urged: "Can you start?" ”

"Oh my God! In the face of the threat of Camby, the player seemed very calm, but he also remembered the referee... He couldn't imagine what kind of offensive he would endure next, and what would happen to him... And the Camby player was despised by the rookie, and his hideous expression had already revealed the anger in his heart! Yes! He will ...... his anger without hesitation."

The host's excited tone made Hao feel... He's going to.

Is it necessary to be so dedicated and passionate in this kind of low-level competition?

Really...

"Rookie, come on!"

"If you can survive ten seconds, you'll win!"

But it has to be said that the agitation of the presenter is effective... At least, the audience of hundreds of people showed anticipation, and some people were still shouting to cheer him up.

It's just that... Hao could feel that their cheering was out of a kind of sympathy.

And then there's the anticipation... How far he's going to be devastated next.

Generally speaking, people who like this kind of exciting hand-to-hand combat have a certain admiration for blood and violence.

The worse they are abused, the more they will be aroused

"Let's go!"

The referee waved his arm and whistled.

"Rookie! I'm going to blow your head off! Make you pay for your stupidity... Don't think I'll put ......."

"Okay, our Camby fighter took the lead in attacking the Hawny player."

On the stage, the fat man shouted as he rushed towards the haze like a chariot, and the force of the run made the table tremble slightly.

Offstage, the man with glasses also stood up, rendering the atmosphere.

The two voices mingled almost simultaneously.

Then, the two did not fall.

Sudden mutations.

The fat man Camby was still running, and he saw the man who should be in front of him suddenly disappear from his vision.

Bang!

In the next second, a foot suddenly came and kicked him in the abdomen like a flying kick.

The fat man's belly was full of fat, and there were ripples that spread in circles, and then... The explosive power burst out, and Camby's eyes rolled instantly, and he lost consciousness before the whole person flew out.

His massive flesh, in a straight parabola, sprang out of the ring, smashed the wall beneath the auditorium, and collapsed in a cloud of rubble.

And hazy... then the posture is fluttering to the ground, even... His hands are still in his pockets.

He didn't do anything, just jump, sweep, and do it all in one go.

That's all...

But the fat man couldn't react.

"Woooooo

The venue's stereo made a screeching busy sound, and the glasses male host looked sluggish and forgot to explain.

It's so fast!

Almost the same second the referee blew the whistle, the Camby man flew.

No one could see what was going on.

And most importantly... This is the same script as everyone expected... It's not the same.

Inside the venue, there was a brief dead silence.

"It's time to announce the results."

Hao said a word to the referee who was stunned a few meters away.

"Uh... The winner is, hazy! ”

The referee came back to his senses and immediately shouted.

"Ahh

"Something's wrong, there's something big!"

"Oh my God! Incredible! Our Camby rider was knocked off the ground in an instant..."

The man with glasses roared with blood, but when he saw Ha Hao coming down from the stage, he did not return to the passage, but walked towards the commentary platform.

The man with glasses looked at his indifferent expression, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he suddenly felt bad.

"What's your name?"

Hao came to the male host and asked.

"Dan... Just call me Dan. ”

The man with glasses spoke in a trembling tone.

"The attitude and passion of the narrator are well done, but the butt is crooked, I hope you can improve it well." Hao suddenly smiled, said a word, then patted Dan on the shoulder, turned his head and walked away.

Dan's brain was a little blank.

Watching the haze slowly disappear...

After being relieved, he reacted, and didn't seem to be aware of Hao's education of him, but felt that Haohao was praising himself and praising his explanation.

His voice immediately became more powerful!

"Player 957, hazy! Please remember him... A dark horse! A new star that could cause a storm in the Sky Arena! ”

"It's so strong..."

"The strength is terrible... Camby has been defeated, how many levels can this hazy rise? Fifty floors... Or a hundred floors..."

"Focus on it!"

There was also a lot of discussion in the audience.

Some of them even took out their notebooks and took notes.

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