One warrior after another came to power and was quickly defeated by Meng Bai.

The latecomers always hoped that Meng Bai was already at the end of his crossbow so that he could succeed and win the name, but all they got was disappointment.

This made Meng Bai very happy. Although the effect on sharpening his martial arts is not very good, he has earned a lot of money through these battles.

Meng Bai's bet still follows the principle of half. However, because the base becomes larger, it is natural that the gains are also higher. It can be said that every time he fights, he is able to make a profit of thousands.

When Meng Bai once again knocked an opponent out of the ring, this one did not decline to the ground. Because a handsome young man's cuffs flew out of a bright silk thread, wrapped around his waist, and saved him.

"The Silk Hand is here!"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the audience became warm, and many people were surrounded by silk hands, like stars and moons.

Silk Hand's face was always calm, and he waved his hand to stop everyone from coming over, and jumped on the spot, rubbed ——, feet, stepped on everyone's shoulders, and flew into the ring.

None of the figures of those who were trampled on shook, and the silk hand fell on the ring lightly and silently, not shocked, making Meng Bai understand that his light skills were really extraordinary.

"Taishang Daoist, your art is extraordinary, I sincerely ask for advice, please don't have reservations!"

Meng Bai was not verbose, and replied directly, "Okay!"

"Offended!"

As soon as he confessed, he attacked three meters away.

At this distance, unless it is a poisonous skill, any palm wind will have no effect. But Meng Bai didn't dare to slack off, through his name and performance just now, he already had a faint understanding of the other party's methods.

Sure enough, there was no sound, and a delicate silk thread stretched straight over, like a spear, and it reached Meng Bai's throat in the blink of an eye.

Meng Bai took eight steps to catch the cicada gong under his feet, and his body retreated, and at the same time, the fist thundered, the fist wind whistled, and the silk thread was blown.

"Hum—"

The two phases were agitated, the silk threads were bent and reversed, and there was a subtle sound of bells and chimes. In an instant, Meng Bai determined that this silk wire was completely different from the silk thread that he had just saved, it was an extremely fine polished special steel wire that was sharp and extremely sharp everywhere.

With a shake of the right hand of the silk hand, the wire instantly became straight again, like a spear, and several spears connected the dots, tearing the fist wind, and continuing to kill.

At this time, the disadvantage of not having a blade is once again revealed. Even if Meng Bai has another fist glove, he will not be so passive. But now it is obviously impossible to prepare, so he can only keep avoiding and greet him with a fist.

This silk thread is so flexible, it can be a gun, a whip, a sword, a stab, a point, a split, a cut, a winding, a collapse、...... , with a casual style, you can divide the corpse and break the bones. In particular, he was silent, without any wind whistle, which was really elusive, and it was even more difficult to defend.

"Why do you always hide!"

"It's just, it's still not a man!"

......

Du Xuanman's running around the ring looked a little embarrassed, and the audience was naturally booed.

The clay figure also has three points of fire, although Meng Bai is calm, but there are still a lot of them, and he is still a little impetuous. Now he can still hold it down, but after a long time, there will be problems if he can't keep it. At that time, Meng Bai made up his mind for a quick solution.

"Whew-"

With a cracking sound, the sleeve of Meng Bai's right arm was completely broken, slid into his hand, twisted and wrapped, and the true qi was infused, and it became a ruler-long and short whip.

The bull demon sticks out his tongue!

The wire of the wire was killed again, and the sleeve in Meng Bai's hand flicked up, and a unique twisting force entangled the wire. Then, he exploded in an instant, and his divine power surged out wildly, pulling backwards.

The silk hand also felt bad at the first time, and immediately infused the true qi to counteract, "Snort-la-" In an instant, Meng Bai's sleeves were shattered, like falling leaves, flying piece by piece. However, the wire hand himself also rose with the steel wire and flew towards Meng Bai.

"Moo!"

Meng Bai opened his mouth and drank violently at this moment, his body stretched, as if there was a divine cow in his body roaring, and the sound waves were rolling and impacting away.

Silk Hand was buzzing in his head at the time, "Not good!"

The silk hand is also worthy of being a master of the famous No. 0, although his mind is chaotic, but his reaction is not slow. With two snorts, another thread shot out of the left wrist and the middle finger of the right hand.

The practice of the silk hand is the Qimen Gong "Pulling the Machine", the exercise is one, and it is as high as the fourth order, which is very powerful. Its highest achievement is the Ten Fingers Heavenly Luo Killing Method, which can urge a total of ten silk threads to split the opponent's corpse in an instant. There are only three that the silk hand can control now, and it is not proficient, and it cannot be used in three lines at the same time.

The silk thread of the wrist of the left hand is the silk of the sky, and the silk hand is basically used to assist in light work. But at this time, he was really angry, but he turned into a circle and surrounded his body as a defense.

The silk thread of the middle finger of the right hand is also a steel wire, but it is only one meter long, and at this time, it makes a wind and rain in all directions, like a long sword, and splits out eight sword lights in all directions, which is extremely powerful and has a sound of breaking the wind.

He thought that he would definitely fight hard with Meng Bailai, but he didn't expect that he would all hit a void. At this moment, Meng Bai paused abruptly.

"Bang-"

Immediately afterwards, the silk hand fell to the ground, and before he could stabilize his body, Meng Bai came, expecting to be close to him.

The silk hand no longer tried to get up, the real qi of the machine was urged to the limit, the three silk threads danced together, the silk was entangled, the long steel wire turned into a whip and pulled backwards, and the short steel wire was like a sword stabbing straight up.

At this moment, there is also a bit of a sky-wide net posture, and the momentum is terrifying.

If the silk hand is in his best state to perform this kind of killing, then Meng Bai is really dangerous. However, this moment is different.

"Smack-"

Meng Bai's shirt was divided into two halves, and his true qi was restrained, turning into two short whips, and with a flick of the left and right, the short steel wire and the heavenly silk were all shaken apart. Eight steps ahead of the foot to catch the cicada, and then came to the side of the silk hand, one hand clamped the throat of the silk hand, and forcibly lifted it up, blocking in front of him.

At this time, the long steel wire rolled upside down, and the silk hand couldn't care about the difficulty of breathing, and hurriedly urged the true qi to control it, so that it softened and drooped, so as to avoid the danger of being killed by his own weapon.

The last threat disappeared, and Meng Bai did not waste time, raised his hand and sent the silk hand out of the ring.

This battle was not long, but it made the people in the audience thrilling and nervous. No one expected that Meng Bai would actually use his clothes to block the blade and win this battle.

After a moment of silence, a voice suddenly said in the audience, "Brother Taishang Dao is really a master and informal, this clothes are too good to be torn, we will give you a name 'Splitting Clothes Maniac', how about it?"

"That's right, Rip Maniac!"

"I think exhibitionists are more suitable!"

......

Meng Bai saw the clamor of these people in his eyes, smiled faintly, and completely ignored them.

He had already noticed that the situation in the audience had changed. Although there are still many people who are sarcastic and hostile, they are already seven or eight percent less than at the beginning. It shows that he has overcome the Silky Hand and has established himself in the Ring 0 and earned their approval.

At this time, the King of the First Order, who had not left, suddenly spoke, "Do you want to fight with me now? You are already qualified, and besides, I will guarantee fairness." ”

Hearing this, Meng Bai knew that the strength of the first-order king should be strange, far more than what he knew, and he hugged his fists at the moment and said, "Don't worry, Daoist Brother Silk has already given me a big surprise, presumably the famous Flying Yaksha, Yunzhongjun, and Fire Dragon Island Lord are also extraordinary, I want to ask those three for advice, and then ask Dao Brother for advice!"

"It's okay!" The First Order King saw Meng Bai's thoughts, but he didn't care.

"I'm going to find someone!"

Meng Bai's eyes swept to the audience, and more than a dozen people left in time to find the three masters of the No. 0 ring.