Xia Zuo looked at the man and staff who were handling business in the room next to him in amazement, the other party also looked at him in amazement, his arm maintained a forward strike posture, his body was a little stiff and moved slowly, he looked at the dynamometer that had been destroyed and the broken wall, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"You won't let me lose money, will you?" Xia Zuo was a little worried.

House had already raised his head, his eyes widened and he looked at the tall and not short figure under the black robe not far away, opened his mouth slightly, his lips moved up and down, but he couldn't speak.

Snap! House's pen fell on the table, but he didn't seem to notice.

House's heart was already full of shock, from the time Xia Zuo entered the room to the time Xia Zuo completed the attack and accidentally broke the dynamometer and the wall, House did not feel any energy fluctuations in him at all from the beginning to the end.

Then there are only two possibilities, one is that Xia Zuo relies entirely on physical strength, and the other is that his strength is much higher than that of House, but the latter is completely impossible, no 'big martial artist' will come to participate in a low-level fighting event like 'flesh and blood', the most likely is the former.

The amount of physical strength of a person is limited, usually proportional to the body size, and it is impossible to improve it indefinitely, even if it is an epic martial artist, their physical strength will not be too strong, or even very ordinary, the reason why a martial arts professional is strong is because he can rely on energy to bless his body, rather than simply the amount of physical strength.

The bearing limit of the dynamometer is 1,000 kilograms, and although the wall behind the dynamometer is just an ordinary non-load-bearing brick wall, if you want to punch through, in addition to having more than 1,000 kilograms of punch power, the fists and arms also need to have matching hardness.

While there were a few of the top competitors in the 'Flesh and Blood' event who were able to break the dynamometer and penetrate walls, they were all tall and muscular, something that no one with a slender competitor like Xia Zuo had ever done.

"Ahem...... I'm sorry, is this okay?" Xia Zuo coughed lightly, raised his hand to straighten the robe on his body, and said in a hoarse voice.

"That...... Yes, this gentleman, please come here!" House immediately stood up, walked to the small door next to the desk, waved his hand at Xia Zuo, and said without mentioning the matter of losing money, which made Xia Zuo breathe a sigh of relief.

House led Xia Zuo to the room at the back of the office, the room was still bright and large, filled with all kinds of testing machines, which could test not only speed, force, and reaction awareness, but also mental ability.

But these are completely unnecessary for Xia Zuo, the amount of strength alone is enough, the amount of strength that Xia Zuo has just exerted can be at least ranked in the top ten among all the contestants in the 'Flesh and Blood' fighting competition, this kind of contestant can be said to be a cash cow in the underground fighting arena, so House attaches great importance to it.

"Sir, we're going to make sure first, please put your hand on it!" Haus said as he walked around the center of the room with Xia Zuo, pointing to the machine on the side.

It was a large machine resembling a metal ball, nearly a meter in diameter, and it was full of holes like a hornet's nest, full of metallic texture, and countless wires connected to the bottom of the metal ball.

Xia Zuo knew that thing, he had seen in the book, the use of the machine is very simple, that is, press the hand on the metal ball, and the function is also very simple, there is only one, that is, to test whether the owner of the palm is a human.

The amount of strength that Xia Zuo just showed was too good, and House had to be careful, if Xia Zuo was a modified or artificial person of the 'Steam Alliance', or some other special race, then it would not be strange to have a large amount of strength, he had to make sure that Xia Zuo was a real human.

Since he knew what that thing was, Xia Zuo had no worries in his heart, and he stretched out his left hand and pressed it on it with confidence, and his palm suddenly had a tingling sensation, and it quickly spread all over his body.

Airplanes!

The metal ball immediately rattled, and the countless holes on it emitted red light, and suddenly the entire large room was shrouded in flickering red light, like a dream.

Five seconds later, the red light disappeared and Xia Zuo withdrew his palm.

"Sir, please!"

House took Xia Zuo back to the office, and at this time there were many people around the hole in the wall, and I don't know where Lu Dao came from, and he was pointing and studying the hole and the dynamometer.

"Name ......" House sat behind his desk and took out a pen and paper and asked, muttering and immediately changing his words, "Code name is okay!"

"Scorpion!" Xia Zuo said in a hoarse voice.

"This code name is already in use!" House said immediately.

"Black Scorpion!" Xia Zuo said again.

"Stand still, don't move!" House said, standing up, taking out a rectangular box from the drawer and placing it on the table, the front of the box with a circular camera pointed at Xia Zuo, and after fiddling with the box twice, the light on the box flashed.

Xia Zuo was no longer the ignorant boy who had just walked out of the desert, he knew that it was a camera, so he listened to House's words, stood still in place, and let the camera take a picture of himself in a black robe.

"Okay, Black Scorpion, I will directly arrange for you to skip the tryouts and go directly to the main challenge, this is your nameplate, and this, our underground fighting arena shares a hundred entrances and exits throughout England City, this is the coordinate map of ten of them, and now I will ask someone to take you to the lounge. House was very efficient, and after handing Xia Zuo two things, he pressed the electric bell on the corner of the table.

"Do you need an agent?" House asked, looking back.

"I've just arrived in the UK...... What is that?" Xia Zuosha asked in a hoarse voice, he didn't know what the so-called agent was.

"A martial arts agent is an agent who is fully responsible for everything about your martial arts, including informing you of the time of the fight, providing you with personal services such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, helping you negotiate and deal with various exhibition events, etc., with an agent, you only need to be responsible for defeating the opponent in the ring, and everything else can be taken care of by the agent, do you need it? House said.

"No need!" Xia Zuo responded in a hoarse voice, he couldn't have asked for any ghost agent, he just wanted to earn enough tuition, and then study at school with peace of mind, with an agent, he was too easy to expose.

Soon after, the maid informed by House entered the office, led Xia Zuo out of the office, and walked through the long, dimly lit corridor, turning three or four times, to a tall door.

The maid pushed the door with Xia Zuo, Xia Zuo's eyes suddenly opened, and a noise came into his ears, this is an underground square with an area of nearly 10,000 square meters, the square is divided into various venues, and there are already many men and women gathered everywhere, or watching the competition, or conducting various tests.

There are a lot of sweaty tall men here, and it's clear that they're all 'flesh and blood' contestants.

The maid led Xia Zuo to a row of beautifully decorated houses on the north side of the square.

"Sir, this is the key to your room, you can stay here until you are not eliminated from the game, of course, you can also leave, the schedule will be posted on the notice board in the middle of the square in advance, please pay attention to check!" In front of the door of room 77, the maid handed the key to Xia Zuo, explained some words and left.

Xia Zuo opened the door and entered room 77, the room is about fifty square meters, beds, sofas, tables, wardrobes and other furnishings are all available, and each piece of furnishings looks expensive, compared with Xia Zuo's broken wooden house in the British Royal College, it can be said that one heaven and one earth, can not be compared at all.

After simply walking around the room, Xia Zuo had no intention of living here, and left the room directly into the square.

At this moment, a uniformed staff member pushed open the gate and entered the square, hurriedly walked to the huge bulletin board in the middle of the square, inserted the small black square box in his hand into the interface under the bulletin board, and after fiddling with it twice, there was a flash of electric light on the large screen of the bulletin board, and the text on it changed somewhat.

"Come and see, the announcement has been updated!"

"What's going on? Why is today's announcement update advanced?"

There was some chattering around me, and groups of people who were standing all over the officialdom gathered towards the billboards.

Natsuzo, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to walk towards the billboard.

"Tomorrow after dusk, the first game, the ghost dragon vs. the fast boxer boy!"

"Tomorrow at midnight, Takeo Montenegro vs. Iron Fist Gar!"

"At midnight the day after tomorrow, the black scorpion will fight against the meat grinder in the ring...... Who is the Black Scorpion?"

"Get out of here! Ma Luo, who is nearly two meters tall and nicknamed the 'Ring Meat Grinder', roared unceremoniously, pushed away a few people in front of him, and walked to the billboard.

Although the few people who were pushed away by him were also not weak contestants, compared with Ma Luo, who had successfully defended 7 games in a row, his strength was not a little bit worse, so he dared not speak out.

"Black scorpion, damn it...... Why do you stuff anyone into me? Black Scorpion...... Is the black scorpion there?" Marlock shouted as he looked at the thin figure in the black robe hidden in the photo on the bulletin board, turned his gaze and scanned the huge square.