The body was stretched on the stage and left through the runway outside the field, and the entire field was surprisingly quiet.

Standing in front of a ditch that was drawn, the referee opened his mouth slightly, his whistle fell from his mouth, and he shook his chest gently, he didn't even have the end so soon...

It's not right, it's over before it even started.

"Come... from Northern Russia's election.... Player Valtolev... failed the challenge, I hope he can... forget it, there is no further."

The referees in the arena all come from professional competitions. Even in the previous knockout match, he thought he had become accustomed to fighting with various supernatural abilities and warriors. However, at present, this combat method that was almost beyond imagination made him feel a little illusioned as if he had woken up from a dream.

In the stands, there was a very quiet voice. For a moment, there was a 'Ah!!!' sound, and a huge cheer suddenly burst out from the table around him. Some people shouted in the crowd: "Murderer"

However, such a monotonous sound soon disappeared without any sound.

There are often accidents on the ring. Even the performance-like competitions seen in TV in the past have accidental casualties. Others, such as the iron cage competition, have a greater probability of disability.

Most people actually have psychological expectations for the current competition, and even their bloodthirsty nature was ignited and they started shouting wildly.

Especially the other party's movement of flying from the stands at 20 or 30 meters high, pounced down and pushed the person to the ground, almost in one go. The film-like sense of picture made some American women stand up excitedly, and when they were excited, they even took off their short-sleeved T-shirts and waved them over their heads. The pair of water-drop-shaped chest rooms also trembled up and down in many sights...

"Whose game will be next?" Xia Yi turned his face to look at the referee.

The latter quickly looked through the schedule and met the opponent's cold gaze with some nervousness: "...Jones in Mexico, and Menia, followed by Jerro and Allen."

"Turn that Allen in front of Jerro."

"This...I can't do this..."

Xia Yi raised her finger and shook it: "I think you can figure out a way."

The other party suddenly raised his hand and scared the referee to take two steps back. When he saw the back of turning around and leaving, cold sweat fell on his face.

Several gatekeepers in the stands on the other side were staring at the back of the departure, and their hands were sweating coldly. The combat power displayed by the other party was completely different from that of the psychics. To be precise, they used the power of high-end warriors based on their superpowers.

Alan Oaks sat on the stage, clenched his teeth. He had had conflicts with Xia Yi before. If I really faced the quarterfinals... a little later, he thought of a solution.

On the platform, the figure in a straight military uniform was dull. After coming to his senses, Marshall pressed the handrail hard with his fingers.

"That superpower is very powerful. If our soldiers could be like this..."

Jaden in the wheelchair turned his head and interrupted him: "...Another people get this talent, just like a person who is used to poor, suddenly gets a huge amount of wealth. He cannot be willing to serve the country. Moreover, the Island China Life Group, which was originally related to the Anchorton Company, also did such research. In the end, you know, General."

"...." Marshall put his hand on his knees, nodded with his eyes closed, and was silent for a moment: "When will you see your weapon display?"

Jaden took a sip of coffee and put it down.

"It's soon."

The eight-sided electronic screen above is still slowly displaying Xia Yi's lens just now, and the bloody place has been mosaiced to avoid causing discomfort in children.

When we returned to the stands of No. 7, the game continued.

The second round of the challenge was a black psychic that Xia Yi had paid special attention to before, and the challenge was Jones, a gatekeeper from Mexico.

The two of them didn't have much fancy on the court, and the referee felt relieved. The moment the ringing ringed, he quickly retreated, and he immediately took a moment of sight. He saw that the originally thin guardian suddenly became thicker and his muscles swelled and crowded together like inflatable muscles.

On the other side, the black man named Pio had rushed over, and suddenly fled while stepping and diving.

boom

In the air, a shell-like whistling sound suddenly broke out, and the sound of explosions wrapped around the white cloth pressed against Jones's arms full of deformed muscles. The flesh on both of them was shocked and trembling in this blow.

The referee, who was originally standing not far away, was suddenly shocked by the shock ripple that spread out invisibly, and almost sat on the ground.

Before we could wait, the spectators in the audience responded that the two of them in the field had more than ten fights. Both sides had the ability to fight in melee, and they were both fist-to-metal fights. Compared with those battles that released their abilities and avoided them, they were even more exciting.

The screams burst out, and in the noise, the black man who had never seen him talked, his face was indifferent, and he was pressing over the pile of meat. He twisted his feet and used his force to dodge his fists. The huge fist wind whistled through his ears.

The whole person's legs exerted force suddenly, hitting his entire body against the other party's chest and waist.

A muffled sound like a leather drum came out.

Jones' legs stumbled away, and the black figure rushed over like a cannonball, and the moment he almost kicked out, he pulled it into a half-bow.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The silent black man finally let out a low and hoarse roar and pushed it over with a punch.

Nuclear Boxing.

On the other end of the field of vision, Jones also waved his arm and swept away.

boom!

The body with deformed muscles flew out and rolled on the ground. Something fell from the sky. It fell at the referee's feet with a snap. It was an arm that was broken.

The deformed muscles are slowly returning to their original state.

When medical staff were traveling to and from the field, Pio, who was raised to announce his victory, looked at the black suit sitting on the platform, looked silently, and turned around and left the competition venue.

"This person seems to want to compete with the boss." Magneto stood next to the sofa with his hands in his arms, as if he understood what was contained in the other person's eyes.

The Dian Python nodded in agreement: "It's a dark horse."

"...... I'm still a professional." Xia Yi added, looking at the black man sitting in the rest area and drinking water with a mineral water bottle. "I've read his information. Before he woke up, he was a heavyweight boxing champion and won three consecutive years. Later, he withdrew from the boxing world for some reason. Perhaps because of his awakening ability, he was rejected."

"So come here and get glory back?"

"It's a pity... he has no chance."

When Xia Yi said softly, the staff cleaning the ground below had already left the field. In the third round of the challenge, Zhou Jin had already entered the middle of the arena and gave a charming kiss to Xia Yi on the high platform.

Menia, the guardian of the gate, is much more ladylike. She is wearing a white long skirt, covering her insteps. She only sees the tip of her high heels, and she nods gracefully at Zhou Jin. She has a smile on her face in her long golden hair.

Zhou Jin curled her red lips and her smile also showed a charming and stunning look.

On the big screen, there were two rare beauties in East and West. For a moment, the men in the audience became excited and blew a teasing whistle at the stadium below.

With the sound of the ringing ring, the ringing sounded.

The originally smiling blonde beauty suddenly pulled back like a floating distance. Zhou Jin frowned and smelled a pleasant scent under her nose. The next second, her face changed and she quickly retreated to the edge.

At the foot of her feet, a vine suddenly broke out from the ground, wrapped around her ankles, and pushed her long legs to the spot. The green rhizomes were covered with thorns. When Zhou Jin's calves were spread over, it had already pierced the flesh.

However, blood flowed out, and the rhizomes withered in an instant, and bursts of blue smoke floated.

Looking at the bleeding calf, Zhou Jin raised his head and found that the surrounding fields were sprinkled with many white particles by the blonde woman when they were inappropriate. Some of the seeds of a plant had already sprouted tender buds.

"Use politeness and smile to cover up your despicable behavior, are Western women like you?"

Zhou Jin wiped the blood on his legs and threw it to the ground, eroding the newly budding thorn seedlings.

Menia there naturally couldn't understand her words, but she had also carefully analyzed the previous battle of this Chinese woman, and now she saw that the seeds were corroded and she looked like she was not out of control.

Standing there, he smiled faintly, then spread his white palms and lifted them up in the sun.

In an instant, the seeds on the ground sprouted rapidly, winding like small snakes on the ground, spreading out in full swing on the field.

At this time, there was also a green smoke sinking on Zhou Jin's body, spreading rapidly on the ground and forming a round wall, and the plants that collided withered and rotted.

Although the battles on both sides are strange, it is a bit boring for the audience who likes to be excited.

"Would you like to surrender to the other party first?"

"This is too boring. I thought I could see two beauties fighting each other..."

Just as there were more and more dissatisfied words in the stands, the smile on Menia's face suddenly became brighter, and the originally spread out palm waved.

The plants that were rushing wildly stood up one after another, entwined each other, forming thicker vine pillars, dozens of them standing in Zhou Jin. The camera lens here transmitted this scene to the big screen. Someone noticed something with sharp eyes and pointed at the picture and shouted.

"Look at the vines, it seems to be blooming."

The dozens of vine pillars that were entangled and intertwined in the field showed spots of red, and dense flower buds quickly condensed.

Zhou Jin, who was protected by poisonous smoke, realized something was wrong and gritted his teeth and was about to go to the woman there. A vine pillar hit him down, and the contact with the blue smoke slowly withered. The sharp blow also swayed the blue mist.

Then the second one fell from the side of the woman. Zhou Jin jumped up and urged her to leverage the force. The buds on it bloomed quickly, and a strange fragrance penetrated into Zhou Jin's nose.

The nerves in the body suddenly showed a numb feeling.

"Trouble..." The moment when this sentence flashed through Zhou Jin's head, a vine broke out from under her, directly rolling up the paralyzed body.

The sharp thorns on it even scratched the skin on her face.

"Haha...I don't think there is any need to continue fighting."

Blood slashed across his cheeks and condensed on the tip of his chin. Zhou Jin slowly stretched out his hand and touched it. He looked at the bright red spot on his fingertips. His originally charming and delicate face, his muscles tensed backwards, and the blue smoke in his eyes turned red.

"......You scratched my face..."

"You dare to cut my face..."

The pretty face suddenly raised, and the arms that had become slower were also raised at this time, staring at the blonde woman there hideously, and roaring like crazy: "You cut my face, I want your life!!"

Around the venue, there was a space of vines, and even near Meniya's side, a sudden suction force came from the air. The poisonous smoke that was originally only around Zhou Jin was sucked away quickly and condensed into a ball of smoke.

As the surging and rolling was still tightening into a small ball the size of a fist.

The referees on the sidelines had a unique vision. When they saw something wrong, they ran away as soon as possible. The players in the high platform and rest area stood up one by one. Even Jayden and the American general were nervous.

Things seem to be out of control.

Menia, who was in the center of the poison ball, also changed her face. She instinctively called out a few vines to surround herself. When she protected her, the woman who was rolled in the air, her scarlet nails flexed with her fingers and clenched into a fist.

Poison explosion!
To be continued...