The afternoon sun fell from the sky, and the huge noise and noisy shouts resounded across the field, separated by the walls and passages, and these sounds gradually became smaller.

A figure walked into the gentle sunshine with a bow, passed through the bustling tourists outside the hall, heading towards the parking lot, and under the sunglasses, his eyes kept watching and watching the pedestrians.

"That guy is just a lunatic.... He will definitely kill me if he fights him. It's nothing to pretend to lose... as long as he's still alive."

The thoughts of comfort came back and forth in my mind. I walked all the way to the parking lot. There was a gray off-road vehicle over there, and there were no people around, so I speeded up my pace.

The fingertips touched the door handle and stopped, and raised their eyes. On the other side of the car, a tall Chinese man was holding a bottle of brandy and filling his mouth with big mouths.

The wine stains slashed along the corner of the mouth across the neck, wetting a piece of the chest hair exposed on the cardigan.

"Who are you?" Allen tightened the car keys.

The big man opposite him pinched the wine bottle, pressed his elbows on the roof of the car, wiped off the wine stains on his beard, and smiled at the other party, with great momentum.

The next second, there was a sound of wine bottles breaking.

The moment the bottle fragments splashed, Jiu Kuang pushed his hands and the whole car moved horizontally on the ground and crashed towards the opposite side.

With the squeaking sound of the tires and frames, Allen's footsteps retreated with the pushing body, suddenly opened his mouth, and the air twisted and spread like ripples.

boom--

The sound of thunder resounds throughout this world.

*******

Thunder rolled in the sky of the field.

"Thunder?"

Someone in the audience raised his head and looked at the white clouds wandering around the clear sky. The competition did not start on the field ahead. The players' rest area was full of people, most of them were eliminated players, surrounded by nearby players, and the few people in the middle were Jero, the black boxer Pio, who was about to participate in the next round of the competition...

As for Xia Yi, they were excluded from it because the discussion was related to this Mr. Crow.

"It's dead. I'm going to continue competing. When I meet that crow from China, I have a very bad feeling..."

"Well, I've been eliminated anyway, but I still feel that reminding you that the wishes of Anchorton Company are not easy to get."

"...... The next round of encountering that crow may be killed like the Northern Russian."

During the whispering discussion, some of the original purpose was shaken, but now the competition has become a different situation, just like everyone returning to the ancient Colosseum, they have to divide life and death.

First, the Northern Russian man dug Tolev, followed the Mexican Jones, and was interrupted by the "bombing boxing" Pio, and his arm was crippled. As for the blonde beauty Menia, known as the Queen of Thorns, is still in a deep coma.

Among the players, only Alan lost the game. Just now, Jerro saw him slip away quietly. Compared to being worried that he would meet the crow who did not take his life seriously in the next game.

"Pio, are you going to participate in the next round?"

Jero looked at the black man sitting on a rest chair by the wall, who pressed his knees, stared silently at a photo in his hand, and then kissed him lightly: "I'll continue playing."

Pio raised his head, still with a faint expression on his dark face, and got up and walked towards the other side of the field.

"You will be killed by him-" Jero shouted toward his back as he moved away.

Soon, the remaining players' request to withdraw from the competition was submitted to the organizer, but for such a thing, no one was worried too much about whether the competition could continue.

Because Xia Yi's name is not on the list, that is, the final final will still be held as usual.

On the high platform, Xia Yi heard the message from the organizer.

"So, there is another person who wants to continue playing with me?"

In fact, at the beginning, Xia Yi made up his mind to force the other players away, enter the finals as fast as possible, and then get the "wish" of Anchorton's company as a winner.

This is used to obtain research data on redstone or to eliminate redstone crystallization.

It was just that Valttolev became the bad guy and the flaunt of others who shocked him.

"A black man, the one you were optimistic about before."

Magneto said softly, then his eyes turned, looking at the entrance and exit of the field: "He has entered the field."

"Then I should go down too."

Xia Yi looked at her hands, and finally changed into a pair of gloves, took off her suit and threw it to Ma Bang to hold it, and then walked off the platform.

After the tournament announced the news, it caused a hustle and bustle in all the audience. Some people stood up and left angrily, but more people were still sitting in their original positions. After all, the organizer did not say "regret" and express regret.

"Sure enough, there is still a game. Look, the black man has entered the field before!"

"That Chinese man over there has also come out!"

For a moment, the entire arena became restless. The black man Pio showed great strength before, and the Chinese people over there were also great. As for how powerful they were, they couldn't say it.

It's the most exciting thing for them to watch a game.

moment.

Pio walked into the sunshine, came to the center of the venue, nodded to the referee next to him, who also verified his identity, raised his arms to the audience, and the judges signaled that there was no problem.

Afterwards, Pio's eyes kept staring ahead. In the shadow of the building, Xia Yi slowly walked out, wearing a white shirt, wearing a pair of black gloves, rolling up his cuffs, without any other weapons.

"Don't bring weapons... underestimate me?"

After the referee went up to verify his identity, the bell rang clearly from a distance and left here quickly.

The moment the ringing rang, Pio did not show any posture, clenched his fists and hung it beside him, constantly moving his small steps, watching Xia Yi opposite him back and forth.

“A very common boxing pace….”

Xia Yi stared at the other party's feet that were constantly changing positions. Just as he said this softly, one of Pio's feet that changed positions suddenly stopped, stepped on the ground, put his fists on the chin, and his body arched slightly, and approached instantly.

Boxing Boxing!

While the explosion sounded from the field, there was also the sound of flesh and blood colliding in it.

——Fist against the defensive arm.

Both of them were shocked by this blow. The black gloves grabbed the backhand, and the other party quickly closed their fists, swinging their bodies naturally to the other side, and swung their left hand directly with a punch, drawing an arc to hit Xia Yi's ribs.

Xia Yi's gloves also brought a head-on fight. The opponent's fist wrapped in a cloth scarf attacked. He pressed his right elbow down and pushed it directly up. The rolled-up cuffs cracked open.

The latter also clenched his fists and moved back several steps, let go of his fists and shook them twice, pinched them again, and set off a boxing posture. He was 1.85 meters tall, which was a little taller than Xia Yi. He was once a professional boxer, so he naturally had rich experience in fighting on the ring.

But Xia Yi has always been fighting and is more inclined to kill. He has extremely strong punches and kicks, and the blessings on weapons have exceeded the same level of superpowers.

Seeing Pio rushing up in his sight, Xia Yi snorted coldly, and naturally came forward without fear. When they met, the two of them collided with fists and fists.

The punches, the knees hit, the elbows hit, the air was covered with flesh and bones, and the sound of the collision of the audience around him made the scalp numb.

Both of them made violent attacks at each other. As they moved their steps, Xia Yi swept the stakes on the flat ring. A layer of soft skin outside was torn apart in an instant, shaking and almost falling down.

The moment the stake was shaking, Pio, who had originally avoided, suddenly bowed and slid toward Xia Yi.

The shells were punched out with a bang.

On the other side, Xia Yi turned sideways and grabbed Pio. The latter punched the stake, and was firmly grabbed on his wrist. He swung his other hand quickly. Xia Yi also punched him in the air. The two of them hit the fists in the air. The left fist that Pio retracted suddenly turned into an elbow strike and smashed.

In an instant, Xia Yi turned his head and avoided.

He grabbed the other person's wrist gloves and suddenly tightened them. He pulled the black man and rushed into the stake, twisted his backhand and dragged it back.

He grabbed the other person's collar and was in everyone's sight. He raised it to the top of his head. Pio struggled with his hands to hit Xia Yi's arms. The next moment, his vision suddenly rose and his whole body was thrown high.

Something slid out of my shorts pocket, fell to the ground flutteringly, and then, a figure was squeezed away in the air, and another part was floating.

In the surrounding audience, the contestants' area looked at the bright sunshine, and Xia Yi's figure rushed straight below the thrown black man.

In the air, Pio was still struggling and shaking. The next moment, his hands passed through his armpits and strangled him.

"No..." He finally spoke the first sentence.

Xia Yi opened the corner of his mouth behind his head, smiled, and turned his body, pressing the other party and falling rapidly towards the ground.

——Earth throw!

Someone in the stands exclaimed, and even more timid people covered their eyes and turned their heads away. They didn't dare to see this scene. Jero looked at the two figures that were tangled and fell down, and was relieved with gratitude.

"My God...this is crazy, not a game at all."

As the words fell, the figure in the sky also fell down at the same time, and there was a bang, as if the ground was shaking in this sound.

Dust flew over, the hard ground broke as the figure fell and hit, and the broken pieces flew to the edge, piercing through a billboard, smashing a camera lens.

The fat man stood in the crowd, hugging Qianxi and watching the smoke and dust in the field. He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

And the surroundings were also very quiet for a while.

There was another thunder above the hall, rolling past.

Outside the competition venue, Allen hit the car with a bang, and his head was covered in blood and rolled on the ground. He opened his mouth wide and his entire mouth smelled of being scalded.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The damaged vocal cords could only make hoarse and unpleasant shouts on their tongues. As they rolled, they hurriedly got up and ran towards the green belt in the distance. They saw a woman wearing a sun hat walking by there, wanting to ask for help from the other party.

The next second, there was a slight sound in the air, and a ball of blood burst out from his knees, and his running body rushed forward to the turf.

The muzzle equipped with a silencer was put back in the bag, and the woman wearing a sun hat over there passed by her wailing figure, her figure and face also changed little by little, returning to the outline of an Asian woman.

"Poor fifth-level psychic..." He spoke out with a male voice.

Just as the Chameleon was talking, Jiu Kuang and Gao Yan also walked from the parking lot into the green belt, glanced at the surroundings, and the giant man stepped forward and grabbed Alan's head directly, and mentioned him, with his two big eyes showing a fierce look.
To be continued...