When Lin Yang arrived outside the underground arena, he was stopped by the black-shirted man. If one wanted to enter, they had to pay 1,000 yuan for the ticket or come to participate in the competition.
"I'll participate."
As soon as Lin Yang finished speaking, he went straight in.
"Then let's see if you have the strength.”
The burly man's hand grabbed at Lin Yang, but he missed. Their expressions changed in shock. Lin Yang had already appeared ten meters ahead.
They didn't stop him anymore, thinking that he was an expert.
Lin Yang first came to the betting platform. In front of the platform were two women who were dressed in revealing clothes.
"I want to place a bet."
"Bet on who?"
As he spoke, he took out the list of participants for tonight, but Lin Yang didn't even look at it."Bet on myself and sign up."
The two women looked at each other and thought that Lin Yang was here to give them money. They didn't ask much and went straight to the point.
After Lin Yang left, the two women discussed,""He's so young, but he's not here to watch the competition. Instead, he's here to participate. Moreover, he had bet a hundred percent on himself.”
They felt that Lin Yang was a money-giver.
Before Lin Yang came, he borrowed a million from Min Ci. Although Min Ci didn't have to return it, Lin Yang not only had to return it, but he also had to return double.
After Lin Yang arrived, the competition began. Two tall martial artists began to fight. Both sides were extremely fierce, and the surrounding people cheered and screamed. It was a crazy state.
The contestants left the stage one after another. At this moment, the competition was coming to an end.
After Dong Shan and Bei Miao arrived, they asked Zhang Yan where he was.
When they arrived at Zhang Yan's private room, Dong Shan and Bei Miao saw that there was no one around and said bluntly,"We are the Five Elements Armor Summoners, and I am the Wind Hawk Warrior.”
"I am Black Rhino Warrior."
Hearing this, Zhang Yan sat up and said politely,""You're here to take me as your master to increase your strength, right?”
"Yes." Bei Miao and Dong Shan nodded heavily.
"Yes, you are armored warriors. You can easily finish me off in armor, but in terms of strength, you are not as strong as me. When the competition is over, I will teach you. It's my turn to go on stage next. By the way, do you have any money on you? You can bet on me winning."
Zhang Yan was the leader of the Southern Fist Sect. He was already 45 years old and had been practicing the Southern Fist for more than 30 years. He was very confident in his own strength.
"Alright, we'll go now." Dong Shan nodded.
"If you win, can you give me some?" Zhang Yan smiled awkwardly.”
"Of course. If we earn it, it's because of you.”
"Alright, go ahead."
……
At this moment, a bald man with a hemp rope wrapped around his hands was shouting in the ring, asking if anyone dared to go up.
The surrounding people knew his strength. He had already defeated many people.
As a Chinese, what he practiced was not Chinese boxing, but Muay Thai.
This made many martial artists very unhappy. At this moment, a middle-aged man went on stage. He was wearing a Tang suit and had the demeanor of a grandmaster.
"Go, Master Hu!"
Many of you know this Master Hu. He is the sect master of Meishan Fist School.
Once he was on the stage, the competition began. The bald man's body bounced up like a spring and he threw a punch at Master Hu.
This punch borrowed the strength of his waist and elbow, and its speed was extremely fast.
Pan Ling sighed in his heart, It seems that the people here are quite capable.”
As the sect master of Meishan Fist, Master Hu's strength was also extraordinary. He kept punching and colliding.
However, the bald man's attacks became more and more violent, like a storm. The strength of each punch became stronger and stronger.
Master Hu's expression was solemn. Each punch seemed to have a strength of 600 Jin.
Master Hu was constantly being pushed back. He gritted his teeth and held on, waiting for the other party to reveal a flaw before turning the tables.
However, the bald man had clearly been through hundreds of battles. His fists, feet, elbows, knees, and other attacks were like a tide.
Bang!
He dodged, blocked, and counterattacked. However, as the disadvantage grew, he was hit by a punch in the chest.
"Puff!"
Master Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing down below the stage.
This bald man had always practiced his fist with a huge steel plate. This punch caused Master Hu's chest to cave in by an inch.
His chest bone was broken, and his heart seemed to have exploded. He fell to the ground and could not get up.
The doctor went forward to check on him. He was already dead and had been dragged away.
The people around him didn't seem to see it and were used to it, waiting for the next person to attack.
At this moment, in Zhang Yan's private room.
When Dong Shan and Bei Miao came back and saw this scene, their faces turned ugly.
As armored warriors, they were righteous, but there was a human life here.
Zhang Yan said," Don't worry about it. This is how it is here. In the future, not only do you have to train with me, but you also have to participate in such battles often to temper yourself." Sparring at the end of the fight was not useful for training and improvement. Only this kind of life-and-death battle could be used for training. Some could break through their limits at the moment of death.”
"I know that you represent justice and kill mutant beasts, but only by becoming stronger can you save more people. There aren't many good people participating in this competition. Of course, other than me, this is also my first time here. I often mingle here, and my hands have been stained with many lives.”
Bei Miao accepted it quickly, and Dong Shan could only slowly adapt after some hesitation.
However, the two of them suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Bei Miao and Dong Shan looked at each other and said in unison,"" Summoner of Emperor Armor."
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