Day 2.

Meng Bai specially adjusted the time this time, reduced the time of Mangniu Qigong cultivation a little, moved it elsewhere, and reduced the rest time, got up at five o'clock in the morning and entered the hero ring.

After coming in, Meng Bai went straight to the No. 0 ring. No way, this is the focus of the entire Xia Xing first-order martial artist, even if you go in and watch, it's not easy.

When he walked in, he was very happy. Unlike Ring 80 and Ring 60, this place is already crowded. A rough estimate puts it at least more than 1,500. And people are still coming in, and if he is any later, he may come again today.

Above the ring, the "King of the First Order" is battling the "Flying Yaksha".

That's right, there is a person who directly names himself the king of the first order. He is young and handsome, but he does not have much arrogance, but he seems to have experienced vicissitudes of life, and he has a bit of cynicism.

The Flying Yaksha is a middle-aged man with a zombie face and no half-point expression. Those eyes, dripping and turning, are very flexible, but they glow with a faint green light, which looks quite crazy.

These two are obviously regulars in Ring 0 and are extremely powerful, so a large number of supporters in the audience are bombarding each other with mouth cannons. Obviously, there are a lot of bets on both of them.

The King of the First Order is using a special martial art - Liuyun Flying Sleeve. The sleeves of the robe he wore were extraordinarily wide, and between the swings, the wind hunted and the sound of hula.

The Flying Yaksha is very much in line with his image, and he uses a zombie punch. The punches and kicks are extremely strange, straight and straight, as if they can't turn, but they are surprisingly fast and powerful.

"Bang, bang, bang、......"

The stage roared again and again, and the Flying Yaksha took the initiative to attack, making moves to advance, opening and closing, and hitting the extreme fiercely. However, the king's pair of robe sleeves flicked, or wrapped or led, but he overcame rigidity with softness, and he blocked them all. The storm reached a foot in front of the king of the first order, and when it landed, it was calm, and it was difficult to make waves.

Meng Bai saw that the first-order king had a relaxed demeanor, and he didn't even move much under his feet, but he understood that he was at ease and his strength was superior. Sure enough, ten minutes passed, and the momentum of the Flying Yaksha declined. At this time, the first-order king Liuyun Fei's sleeves turned from soft to rigid, as if he was an iron wall, pressing towards the Flying Yaksha.

However, after a few confrontations, the Flying Yaksha staggered and his center of gravity was unstable. At this moment, the feet of the First Order King flashed, and he approached him, and the palm that had been as white as jade was revealed for the first time, and the two fingers were like a sword, and he lightly tapped on his chest, and then floated back.

"In three days, we'll do it again!"

The Flying Yaksha did not dwell on his failure, and directly hugged his fists and flew down. The people in the audience were obviously used to this situation, except for a little curse from those who lost bets, and the rest were very sensible.

At this time, the king of the first order was about to step down, and Meng Bai hurriedly spoke to stop it, "Brother Dao, slow down, I want to ask for advice or two!"

Meng Bai's words were like magnets, instantly focusing everyone's attention. Most people looked at him as if they were looking at fools, and at that moment, the audience was silent.

After an instant, a loud and sarcastic remark rang out.

"Who is this, so self-defeating!"

"At first glance, he knew that he was a newcomer, and he thought he was a flying yaksha!"

"Grandstanding, nothing more than that!"

......

Meng Bai turned a blind eye and walked towards the ring by himself. His posture made people laugh again and again.

The King of the First Order was not in a bad temper, he was not sarcastic like the others, he smiled, and said, "I don't fight with people casually, Flying Yaksha, Silk Hand, Cloud Lord, Fire Dragon Island Lord, if you can win one, I will agree to fight with you." ”

After finishing speaking, the king of the first order didn't see how to get up, so he flew up and fell off the stage. From this light skill alone, Meng Bai knew that the king of the first order was worthy of his name, and the battle just now should be far from exerting his full strength. At the moment, he is also a little lucky that he can't fight against the King of the First Order now, because he has a very big loss now.

Of course, Meng Bai is here to hone his combat experience, but if he can win, no one wants to lose.

"Look, I'm dumbfounded!" Meng Bai was stunned, and all kinds of ugly words came up from the audience.

Meng Bai collected his emotions, stepped into the ring, arched his hand casually, and said, "In the lower Taimen, you don't come here to win or lose, you just want to have a good fight, who is willing to teach?"

"Boy, newcomers must abide by the rules, if you don't understand, I'll teach you!" With a voice, a figure flew up like a harrier turning over.

"It's the Five Poisonous Hands, this kid is in trouble!"

"That's right, the Five Poisonous Hands have always been ruthless, and if they are defeated in his hands, they will definitely die once. ”

......

The Five Poisonous Hands are an old man, dressed as a Taoist, and he looks like a bit of a fairy wind and bones. However, the style and posture of acting are very inconsistent with the image.

"Boy, make a move, don't say that my old man didn't give you a chance!" After the five poisoners came up, they stroked their beards and said, "If I make a move, you won't have a chance!"

Seeing this posture, Meng Bai shook his head and said, "Pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning!"

"What did you say?" The five poisonous hands were instantly furious, and regardless of their demeanor, they slapped directly at Meng Bai.

At that moment, his hand, which was still quite white, instantly turned black, like thick ink. The palm wind is whistling, with a fishy stench, and the slightest smell is disgusting.

At that time, Meng Bai held his breath, the muscles on his body trembled, and he made slight adjustments, and when the palm of the Five Poisons hand was close to him, he suddenly punched out, shaking the palm of the Five Poisons hand.

"Bang-"

With a bang, Meng Bai stood as steady as a mountain, but the five poisonous hands were bombarded and flew upside down and fell off the stage. Moreover, his face was dark, obviously the result of the reflux of virulence and self-harm.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one!

Meng Bai's punch showed his might, and everyone in the audience immediately understood that he was not a clown who was grandstanding, but a dragon crossing the river.

"I'll meet you!" Soon, another man jumped into the ring.

This is named Mountain Eagle, and he uses a thirty-six-style Heavenly Eagle grappler, with a flexible body and a mysterious claw technique, and every time he makes a shot, the target is directly at each joint of Meng Bai.

However, it is precisely because of this that his purpose is too obvious, and it is easy to be perceived in front of Meng Bai's Mighty Bull Demon Fist, which has been completely completed and has begun to advance towards the divine will. Meng Bai responded to the opportunity, and the last one came first, but not only was he not held the joint, but he slammed it on Shanying's wrist.

In just two moves, Shanying's wrists were wasted, so he could only admit defeat and jump out of the ring.

"You're too ruthless!"

In the midst of the drum noise, another big man jumped into the ring, holding a water-milled steel whip, and slashed directly at Meng Bai, with an astonishing momentum.

However, although this force was strong, his kung fu was unstable, and Meng Bai grabbed his flaws after a few moves, snatched the water-mill steel whip, and shook it out of the ring.

Meng Bai won one after another, and the king of the first order watched it with relish, but the rest of the audience felt that they couldn't hold their face. While constantly beckoning others to entangle again, he also sent people to leave to find those real masters to come over and deal with Meng Bai.