Life is always full of surprises, how can it be possible for you to appear in perfect condition every time.

He raised his hand, and the melodious ancient bells sounded in the distance, "When--"

"Noon has arrived, and the 'Struggle for Hegemony' begins!"

…

On the 12th stage, the referee looked at the people outside the mask and said with an indifferent expression:

"The group stage adopts an elimination system. Whoever can persist in the ring until the last moment will be the winner."

"The top ten in each group will receive prizes and can enter the next round of competition. Come on, everyone!"

He waved his arm symbolically and said coldly: "Let's go to the stage by name!"

"No. 1101, Zhou Zuo."

A slightly short young man shook his body and walked over. Liu Zhen warned him behind him: "Take out your token and print it on the barrier."

Zhou Zuo did as he was told and was absorbed into the ring.

"No. 1102, Liu Zhen."

Only then did Liu Zhen realize that they had signed up together, with consecutive numbers.

"..."

"No. 1120, toward the mistress."

A young man looked as if he were on the execution ground with a grimace.

"..."

"No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou."

No one answered.

The referee frowned and continued to read, "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou."

Still no one answered.

There was a lot of excitement inside and outside the venue.

"Isn't Xu Xiaoshou released from seclusion?"

"Yes, I went to collect the body in person that day and saw him. He is not dead!"

"You didn't oversleep, did you?"

"That's impossible. I just saw him on the road. He was walking a little strangely."

"Maybe you saw it wrong?"

The referee became angry and shouted: "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou?"

Everyone fell silent and looked around, but Xu Xiaoshou was nowhere to be seen. The referee had no choice but to skip him and continue to read the next number.

If the time is up and no one comes, then there is nothing you can do and you can only treat it as a waiver.

Who is this Xu Xiaoshou? He is so big-hearted that he dares to be late for the "Wind and Cloud Battle"?

…

auditorium.

Unlike other arenas, there are spectators in the auditorium of Arena 12, and there are three of them.

A voluptuous woman in a red dress leaned lazily on the chair, showing off her graceful figure, and her red lips were shining:

"Sister Su, is this the little beast brother you came to see me for? Did you wake him up?"

The girl in white on the side blushed and said coquettishly: "Sister Rao, what are you talking about!"

"Brother Xiaoshou will definitely come. He must be delayed for something. This is his last game. I must watch it."

The girl in white, Su Qianqian, is about fourteen or fifteen years old. In fact, she is just a little luoli, but she has a giant sword that is taller than her, which is currently lying across her knees.

She gently wiped the giant sword on her knees, with memories in her eyes: "When I first entered the outer courtyard, I had no friends. It was Brother Xiaoshou who helped me a lot, and I was able to enter the inner courtyard in a month."

"One month..." Rao Yinyin lowered her head and murmured. Although she also knew that Su Qianqian didn't mean it, but do you know that your unintentional words would hurt even more!

Very far apart.

Elder Qiao squatted on the seat, scratching his ears and head, and scolded: "Damn Xu Xiaoshou, where did you go!"

"You won't even let me give you a ride?"

"I'm so anxious to death!"

…

Within the boundary.

"the last time!"

The referee's voice of death fell: "No. 1130, Xu Xiaoshou!"

There were ninety-nine people in the field plus the referee, and three people outside the field were looking at each other.
Chapter completed!