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Chapter 8 Xu Xiaoshou, hold on!(2/2)

Only in Arena No. 12, the scene was spectacular and tragic.

At this time, the people who came down from other arenas originally wanted to go back and have a good rest according to their original intention, but now the auditorium of Arena No. 12 was actually full.

They all opened their eyes wide as they witnessed this miserable scene.

"What the hell is going on?"

"These people in Arena 12 are crazy!"

"You don't treat people as human beings. This kind of fighting style is too beastly!"

"That's right, let's forget about the beating. It's so exaggerated. At least save some face and don't get slapped in the face..."

"Yeah, yeah, the same spiritual palace, no matter how you look up, you won't see you when you look down, tsk tsk!"

Weak people always easily arouse the sympathy of onlookers. Some female disciples couldn't stand it. While crying, they supported Xu Xiaoshou:

"Damn it...ah, I'm not talking about you...Xu Xiaoshou, come on!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, hold on!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are the fattest!"

The sound of support, like a spark of fire starting a prairie fire, instantly resounded throughout the audience.

The outside spectators who didn't know what was going on felt sorry for Xu Xiaoshou. They cheered and glared at the person who had just been knocked off the 12th ring.

These people who "volunteer to compete" are aggrieved. Have you seen the truth of the matter and you dare to speak? Let's try it on stage instead?

In the field.

When Team Xu heard that there was still time for one stick of incense, he stopped pretending.

He had already led everyone to the edge of the ring while fighting. Although these people seemed to be doing crazy output, they were actually completely restrained by him.

Just like Tai Chi Bagua, once the momentum is established, even the attacker himself cannot stop it.

Xu Xiaoshou jumped and pulled towards the outside of the ring. Everyone looked at his body jumping out of the ring with shock on their faces like moths flying to the flame.

For a moment, the scene fell silent.

"Oh My God!"

"what happened?"

The people in the audience were excited. This arena No. 12 is poisonous, right? If you want to fight, just fight in the dark. If you want to dance, just dance with each other?

Are you frightened by the outpouring of support and feeling extremely ashamed?

On the arena.

After Xu Xiaoshou's moves, not counting the referees, there were only four people left.

He forcefully pulled back the tall man who attacked him first. His name seemed to be Qiu Wei?

"There's still half a stick of incense left. I've thought about it a lot. You have the strongest output. Let's have another fight!" Xu Xiaoshou said sincerely.

This guy's "Hundred-Step Beast King Fist" can make one person equal to fifty elite soldiers!

When Qiu Wei heard this, his face turned pale, he looked around and saw no one there.

An indescribable fatigue surged into his heart, and he retched and jumped off the ring.

Xu Xiaoshou: "???"

The referee couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand at the right time: "The game is over!"

One side.

Liu Zhen took a deep breath, looked at the murderous and heart-wrenching Xu Xiaoshou, and said with some relief: "I said wait and see, that's right, it's in the top ten..."

Zhou Zuo swallowed his saliva, only to be filled with shock.

"Brother Liu,"
Chapter completed!
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