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The strength of the two people on the field may be very different in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Ji Wufeng, they are almost the same, because both of them are of the strength of ninth-level warriors. The big black one is like an iron tower, but the small one The strength contained in the body is not weaker than that of the big black one.
Sure enough, the two of them had been on the field for a long time, but in the end the little man kicked the big black man on the throat, a tricky kick that directly killed the big black man.
There were three consecutive rounds, each of which was bloodier than the last, and the arena was already soaked in blood, it was almost like a Shura field.
Liu Weiwei, who saw this kind of scene for the first time, couldn't sit still, her face was pale, her palms were clenched tightly, her whole body couldn't help trembling slightly, as if she was about to vomit.
This is normal, after all, a fresh life is so cruelly killed in front of my eyes, if my heart is not strong enough, I am afraid that there will be mental problems.
Ji Wufeng said: "If you want to become a real strong man, you must go through an extreme duel, and the ultimate duel is a battle of life and death. If you can't bear it, you can go back now."
Liu Qingqing really wanted to leave, but in the end she held back and sat down with a cold snort.
On the other hand, Ji Zangfeng, the bloody and brutal scene just now didn't seem to have any influence on her, and she even felt that the hostility in her body was getting heavier, and she was a little ready to move.
Everyone watched and shouted crazily, extremely excited, but in the eyes of Ji Wufeng and others, they were extremely boring. To them, this level of confrontation was like a child's brain, and they really couldn't arouse any interest.
"Hey, let me say, this is nothing special, it's nothing to look at." Murong Wuji yawned and said depressedly.
The man in black on one side smiled and said: "Please don't worry, the good show is always behind."
"How long will it take?" Ji Wufeng also felt bored.
The man in black thought for a while and said, "Under normal circumstances, there will be eight men's competitions, and then there will be four women's rings."
"There is also a women's arena?" Ji Wufeng became interested.
The man in black smiled and said: "Beauties are always more attractive than men. Wouldn't it be more exciting for two beauties to fight on the field?"
Murong Wuji's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "If I participate in the competition, what conditions do I need?"
The man in black said: "There are no conditions, as long as you are willing to end, you can even challenge all the players in the dungeon."
Ji Wufeng immediately said excitedly: "Then hurry up and get down quickly."
Murong Wuji glanced at Ji Wufeng, Ji Wufeng thought for a while and said: "Go."
He knew that Murong Wuji was also interested in the so-called women's arena, because he wanted to quickly end these boring matches, not that he was interested in this level of fighting.
Since Murong Wuji made a move, the boxers in the dungeon would undoubtedly die. However, since these people are willing to go to the ring, it means that he does not take his own life seriously, and Ji Wufeng has no need to pity them.
Seeing that Ji Wufeng agreed, a stern light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and he quickly got up to negotiate, and came back after a while, saying that everything was settled and Murong Wuji could play.
At this time, the commentator ran up again and announced loudly: "Everyone, it's really worthwhile for everyone to come here today, because the next one will be even more exciting, because someone wants to challenge the remaining eight in our dungeon!" Fighters, are you excited? Are you crazy? Then place your bets!"
Ji Wufeng suddenly smiled and said to Murong Wuji: "I bet on you, do you have any objection? At worst, I will give you a dividend."
"How much will you give me?" Murong Wuji asked with squinted eyes, dealing with these small characters is not like picking up money.
Ji Wufeng chuckled, and said, "Of course I don't have any objections. Who should we master and apprentice be with? Every two or eight."
Murong Wuji said with a happy smile: "You only want 20%, and I plan to give you 30%."
Ji Wufeng stretched out a finger and shook it and said, "You are wrong, it's me and you."
"Master!"
"One more thing to discuss, I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out, please lend me some first!"
"If you weren't my master, I would have beaten you long ago!"
?The first boxer has already entered the field, and the commentator quickly introduced loudly: "This is our boxer, Langya. He is a very famous black market boxer. He once had a record of thirty-nine consecutive victories. Join the undergroundAfter the City Death Race, he has won nine games in a row. "
Langya is a burly man with a moderate physical disability. His strong upper body is covered with various scars, which can show that he has experienced many battles and survived countless times of struggling from the death line. In his eyes The red light full of animal nature makes people feel chills when they look at each other.
"Now invite our challenger to play!" The commentator shouted.
When the magnificent Murong Wuji strode towards the arena, the eyes of the women on one side immediately lit up and looked at him provocatively, but the men who were more excited were some men, their eyes were full of lust, and they wished to give Murong Wuji to him. swallowed.
Murong Wuji looked coldly, those men with special hobbies suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and a chill rushed from the soles of their feet to their foreheads, feeling as if they had died once.
So scary, such cold eyes!
"I'm talking about shemale, you have to take it easy, now your odds are 1 to 5, I still hope to win some more money from you." Ji Wufeng suddenly said to Murong Wuji from behind.
Murong Wuji's legs gave way, and he almost fell to the ground. That bullshit mace on the court could send him to see the King of Hades with a slap, how could he take it easy?
As soon as Murong Wuji entered the stage, Ji Wufeng hurriedly shouted to the betting clerk: "Come here quickly, hurry up, I want to bet, wherever you look, this is here."
Throwing a bunch of bets to the gambler with a snap, Ji Wufeng said proudly: "I bet fifty million to buy a challenger to win."
"Fiftyfifty million?" The betting clerk was a little dazed looking at the chips.
If Murong Wuji wins, 50 million multiplied by 5 is 250 million, which means he won 200 million directly.
Murong Wuji strutted his chest coldly and walked up to the arena step by step. The aura exuding from his body was like that of an ancient king, but he was so beautiful, no matter how he looked, he looked like a peerless beauty walking around, no matter how he looked, he felt awkward.
This kind of little boy is the favorite of those middle-aged aunts. A middle-aged woman of a noble lady shouted: "Little handsome guy, tear up that stinky wolf on the stage. I will spend 100,000 bags of money for you tonight."
But in the eyes of those men with special hobbies, he is even more a peerless stunner. A big man shouted: "Let him step down, and I will spend 200,000 yuan to cover him overnight." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com