"Winner, No. 847!" the referee raised Xue Ba's right hand high and announced the result of the third match.

After three victories, Xue Ba finally entered the group stage, and with the last victory, he won 700,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a good start to the windfall 30 million plan.

Xue Ba walked to Luo Xiaohu's side, thinking that Luo Xiaohu, who loved money to death, would be more excited than himself, but he looked absent-minded, and his eyes were always drifting into the distance.

Xue Ba thought that Luo Xiaohu was peeking at a beautiful woman again, and followed his eyes to look over, but then looked at the game in the ring next to him.

The contest seemed to be coming to an end, and a tall man on the stage was hobbling in search of his opponent's tracks.

His hair was curdled in locks of sweat and blood, and he looked very messy.

Opposite him was a young man in his twenties, handsome and well-proportioned.

The young man had a faint smile on his face, not in a hurry, with his hands behind his back, pacing, always keeping an arm's length from the big man.

Contrary to the young man's calmness, the big man had an angry and hideous expression on his face, staring at the young man with angry eyes, as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

"Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong?, did you meet an acquaintance?" Xue Ba asked curiously.

"I don't know, but you'd better recognize this young man! he may be your biggest obstacle to winning the championship!" Luo Xiaohu's face showed a rare trace of worry.

On the stage, the young man's pace suddenly stopped, and the big man finally seized the opportunity, roared angrily, and punched the man with all his might.

The man's figure was like a ghost, rubbing the big man's body and sliding to the other side, when the two figures were staggered, the man's right hand became a claw, and a trace of green gas flashed between his five fingers, and he grabbed the big man's ribs.

The man drifted away, leaving the big man to let out an angry and painful howl.

Xue Ba, who has undergone special training in death, is no longer the original martial arts novice, he can see at a glance that the young man's martial arts skills are clever and weird, and he seems to be a cultivator.

His strength is far above that big man, and it is easy to win the game.

It's just that the young man seems to enjoy the thrill of playing with people in applause more than the result.

The big man seemed to be hurt a lot this time, he covered his abdomen, trembling violently, but he still refused to give up, and walked towards the young man step by step.

"Da Li! Don't fight! It's a big deal, we'll come back next year!" Outside the court, a middle-aged man who looked like a coach had an anxious look on his face and shouted loudly at the big man.

But the big man was a little unconscious at the moment, his eyes were blurred, and he rushed straight towards the young man as if he were sleepwalking.

The young man's figure flashed, and he easily dodged.

Looking at the big man with little combat power left, a strange smile suddenly flashed on his face.

I saw that he was slightly down, his shoulders were all tilted, and he made a sprinting motion.

"Don't fight! let's shoot..."The coach outside the field saw his appearance, and his heart was alarmed, and he hurriedly surrendered, but he didn't say a word at the last word, and he saw the young man's body move, and the whole person was like a speeding train, slamming into the big man.

Xue Ba saw that the whole person of the big man flew up, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell out of the field.

Almost at the same time, Luo Xiaohu greeted him, took the big man down with unloading strength, and put it on the floor.

Xue Ba saw that the big man's eyes widened, his whole body twitched violently, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth, and in less than ten seconds, all movements stopped abruptly.

Xue Ba couldn't believe it, just between the lightning and flint, under his eyelids, a fresh life was gone.

He looked blankly at the stage, the young man's face was not a little panicked, he looked at the people in the audience around the corpse of the big man with great interest, as if this was a very interesting thing.

Xue Ba gritted his teeth, kicked his legs, and jumped directly into the ring from the audience.

"You've obviously won! They are all going to admit defeat! Why do you have to play such a heavy hand?" Xue Ba looked at the young man, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

"I didn't expect that this would also meet people in the same way..."The young man looked at Xue Ba, his face showing excitement.

"Do you have any deep hatred with him? Do you have to put him to death! Have you ever thought that his family might be waiting for him to come home?" Xue Ba said excitedly.

"You see an ant on the table and you run it to death, do you wonder why you did it, and will you apologize to the ant?" said the young man calmly.

Xue Ba loves life, he has lived a simple and happy life since he was a child, and he has come into contact with the most vicious bad guy in his life, I am afraid that it is the Qin Gu God who covets the secrets on him.

But Qin Gushen wanted to kill himself, which was driven by powerful interests, and Xue Ba was completely understandable, so even so, it would affect the two to gradually become friends in the future.

And the young man in front of him is indifferent to life to the extreme, not like a human being, but more like a calm devil who can't be guessed.

Xue Ba could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, and used his spiritual power to raise his fist and hit the man's chest.

The young man looked disdainful, did not dodge or dodge, and took Xue Ba's punch.

With a "clang", Xue Ba only felt that his fist felt as if it had hit a steel plate, making a buzzing sound unique to metal.

Xue Ba only felt a huge force of shock coming from his fist, almost dislocating his arm, and the pain between the joints of his fist was cracking, this was the first time he had been so embarrassed since he cultivated Zhen.

On the other hand, the young man was punched by Xue Ba full of anger, but his face was as usual, and he didn't do anything at all.

"Which family are you from, didn't the master teach you not to meddle in the world?" the young man said coldly, and slowly stretched out his hand towards Xue Ba.

At this time, a black shadow fell from the sky like a big bird, it was Luo Xiaohu.

"Murderous Fist Method-Tiger Roar!" Luo Xiaohu shouted violently, and punched out with both hands, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, surging.

"Sonorous sonor!"

The young man didn't have time to dodge, and in an instant, more than a dozen punches had been punched in the chest, and the sound of metal hitting sounded like popping beans.

As the last punch came out angrily, Luo Xiaohu continued to shake back, his body retreated, and he distanced himself from the young man.

"Ridiculous!" a flash of green flashed across the young man's face, and he quickly returned to normal.

Compared to Xue Ba, Luo Xiaohu's fists were much more domineering, not only knocking the young man back a step, but also cracking the white Dao robe on his body.

"Huh?" Through the crack, Xue Ba saw that the skin on the man's chest was actually patina, exuding a dull dark green golden light, which looked very weird.

"Damn! It's a bronze armored corpse in Xiangxi! I can't imagine that there are still people refining this thing today!" Xue Ba suddenly exclaimed in his head.

Bronze armored corpse? This word doesn't sound like a good word, Xue Ba looked at the young man who still had a faint smile on his face opposite, and suddenly regretted participating in this game.