Soon, the club staff sent another challenger to the field.

They have nodded to you and me, and have completely formed a combination similar to an alliance.

Three consecutive failures.

And it's all instant kills.

This forced them to take it seriously.

Qin Hao is a master.

They hit the nail on the head this time.

It is very likely that he wanted to turn into Qin Hao's wedding dress by defeating Qin Hao.

Because he also needs fame.

Beating them here is the best chance.

Just imagine, stand alone in fifty-six clubs with one person.

And he won.

What a glory it should be?

I'm afraid that, even individuals can be hyped into gods?

Even these clubs are not the top in Jiangcheng.

But it's still enough.

Qin Hao looked at the person who was quickly on the stage and just smiled.

No words were made.

The audience quickly entered the next wait-and-see.

However, the situation is similar to the previous three games.

Still one move.

Still instant kill.

No even unnecessary movements.

Qin Hao's strength is beyond doubt.

You can say that the club staff were careless in the first game.

You can say that the second scene was Qin Hao's sneak attack.

So what about the third time admitting defeat?

What about the fourth game to continue to kill instantly?

These can't be all coincidences, right?

How can there be such a coincidence in the world all superimposed?

There is only one answer.

That is, Qin Hao is very powerful.

Powerful beyond everyone's imagination.

However, this victory has not yet caused the audience to react.

The fifth person in the club came on the court again.

Next is the sixth one.

The seventh one!

The first one!

The ninth one!

...

There is no gap in the middle.

The audience finally found the clue.

The Chinese art lovers looked at the club and cursed one by one.

"Do you want a little face? It's really not to give Master Qin Hao any rest time!"

"It's so shameless! This is not how wheel battles are used. You are already crowded and you still use such despicable means."

"Trump emerging fighters, can you just not afford to lose?"

"Wang Dan, stop quickly and let Master Qin Hao take a rest."

"That way, even if you win, it will not be glorious. No one will cheer for you!"

“…”

The same is true in the live broadcast room.

Almost all Chinese art lovers have issued condemnation.

Too much!

It's really too much.

Is this still something humans do?

"Wang Dan! I'm going to post, I'm going to let everyone see their faces."

"That's right, brothers, everyone, Tieba, Weibo, and forum, take action."

"Why didn't the garbage fighter talk when he won before? Now he's starting to lose."

"It's really a fucking thing that doesn't have any moral character."

“…”

The club staff ignored the call of those Chinese art lovers.

They just need to win.

As long as you win, they will be fine.

As for wheel battle?

Qin Hao should have expected it since he agreed to the challenge of their 56 clubs.

And since he accepted it, it is their own business if they want to challenge it.

What's the use of shouting now?

Didn’t this be the default from the beginning?

However, I watched one person after another be beaten up.

However, their faces were completely gloomy.

They still underestimated Qin Hao's strength.

Even if there is a wheel battle, the problem will still not be solved.

Everyone kills in one move.

Now there are more than twenty-five club challenges.

All failed.

They all fell down neatly.

A hint of despair in their hearts was instantly felt.

Is this guy really invincible?

Can't take so many people?

soon.

The number of challengers increased to thirty-six.

There are only twenty club staff left on their side without playing.

Qin Hao was still standing there with a look of indifference.

Those fans of emerging fighting looked at Qin Hao and all remained silent.

They either gritted their teeth or clenched their fists.

Too frustrating!

How could you lose so much?

How could it be so ugly to lose?

They are the strongest emerging fighting.
To be continued...