After Xu Zimo walked out of the competition ring step by step, he saw a man wearing a black vest and bulging muscles appearing in front of him in the opposite direction.
Even from a certain distance, you can feel the explosive feeling brought by his muscles all over his body.
Seeing this scene, the audience below started talking one after another.
"The madman has recovered from his injuries. It seems he is back again."
"Although he lost the duel with Jian Ming, it was an honor to lose, but the young man on the other side seemed a bit unfamiliar."
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Ignoring the noisy discussions around him, the madman raised his head and looked at Xu Zimo proudly.
He raised his head slightly, raised his chin, looked at Xu Zimo, and said, "Do you want to admit defeat or should I beat you down?"
"Noisy," Xu Zimo shook his head.
He took one step forward, spiritual energy surged around his body, and the next moment, he appeared behind the madman.
"So fast," the madman was shocked.
"A thousand catties are falling," he shouted loudly, and the muscles all over his body bulged, and his whole body seemed to be pressed to the ground like a thousand catties of weight.
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly, grabbed the madman's waist with his right hand, lifted him up with a look of ease, and threw him directly into the air.
The madman fell heavily to the ground, and the sound of cracks in the ground was heard.
"Admit defeat, admit defeat," the madman clapped his hands on the ground and shouted.
He gave up very quickly, because according to the rules of the competition, if he didn't give up, he would not be held responsible even if the opponent beat him to death.
In fact, Madman has stronger moves, but seeing the opponent defeat him so easily, Madman knows that he is no match.
If you continue like this, you will just die.
"Lin Qiu Sheng, do you want to fight again?" the referee looked at Xu Zimo and asked.
"Zhan, don't ask me in the future, just let them go directly," Xu Zimo said lightly.
Seeing the madman being easily defeated, the waiting area matched his opponent again.
"I'm coming," a loud shout came from the ground, and then an old man holding a staff walked out.
The old man looked energetic, with short black hair, and the robe he wore was a bit fancy, with mottled blue and black mixed with red.
"It's Old Man Lei," people who often come here to watch games recognized him instantly.
"It is said that the staff in his hand is made from the heart of the Thunder Beast, and what he is best at is spiritual attacks."
"Now that some people have seen it, even if a madman encounters him, he will be helpless. This old man Lei is the weirdest."
When Old Man Lei walked out step by step, the staff in his hand began to emit wisps of thunder and lightning.
Thunder surrounded his body, with light blue arcs accompanied by dark purple thunder.
"Boy, I can't even control my mental attacks, which can range from dementia to death.
Listen to my words and go down," Old Man Lei stood there and said proudly.
"Seeing as you are also a rare genius, don't tell me that I will destroy such a good young talent like you."
"Are you scared?" Xu Zimo said with a faint smile.
"I don't know what's good or bad," Old Man Lei snorted coldly. He turned the staff in his hand and saw a bolt of thunder flying towards Xu Zimo.
With a "boom", thunder exploded in Xu Zimo's chest, and everyone felt a bright light flashing in front of their eyes.
When he watched carefully, he saw Xu Zimo still standing on the ring unscathed.
"Is that all you have?" Xu Zimo patted his chest and walked towards Old Man Lei step by step.
"Looking for death," the staff in Old Man Lei's hand shone brightly, like a bolt from the blue, and countless thunders sounded all around.
Immediately afterwards, countless thunderbolts on the staff seemed to transform into long dragons, all roaring and killing Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo's expression remained unchanged and he didn't even stop.
Despite the thunder bombarding him, there was no reaction at all.
He twisted his neck and still walked leisurely.
"Good boy, you have some skills," Old Man Lei shouted softly.
The staff in his hand once again exploded with countless thunderbolts. The difference was that under the cover of the thunder, a soul snake twisted its body in his palm and flew out mixed with it.
The "cracking" sound exploded again.
Old Man Lei looked at the flashing center point of the thunder, smiled smugly, and said: "Boy, you have to pay the price for your arrogance.
In this thunder, there is my soul attacking."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded.
Obviously, the voices of the spectators watching the battle were so noisy, and the sound of thunder and explosions in the ring was so harsh.
But the sound of footsteps appeared particularly clearly in his ears, as if the feet were not stepping on the ground, but on his heart.
Amid the exploding thunder, a figure calmly walked out.
"You," Old Man Lei's eyes were dull and he wanted to speak, but the footsteps on his heart increased his pressure so much that he couldn't even breathe.
Seeing Xu Zimo appear in front of him step by step, Old Man Lei swallowed hard.
With a "bang" sound, the staff in his right hand was crushed directly by Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo then turned around and left, ignoring him.
"You won't kill me?" Old Man Lei breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, his eyes shrank and a slight "bang" sound was heard.
It was as if the beating of the heart reached an extreme point, bursting open, and the whole person fell to the ground without warning.
"How long will this fight last?" Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
Looking at the audience on the sidelines, he said loudly: "Who has a knife? Can you lend me one?"
The audience was silent for a while, and only a young man in a Chinese robe smiled.
With his glance, the guard next to him threw the saber directly.
"I'll lend it to you," the young man said.
"Good knife," Xu Zimo took the knife, looked at it, and said with a smile.
Although this sword is still far away from his own Ba Ying, it is a pity that Ba Ying did not bring it with him in Yuanyang Continent.
But the whole body of this sword is made of Tianyou Iron, and the materials and forging techniques added to it are truly top-notch.
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Although Old Man Lei was defeated, this competition arena has always been a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
Most people are not convinced by each other. In addition to the fusion stones being placed by both fighting parties, there is also a place for betting next to the competition stage.
In every matchup, you can bet on your favorite opponent.
Many contestants will let people bet on themselves to win and then go on to compete. This method can kill two birds with one stone.
Not only did you win your opponent's money, you also won your bet.
Of course, this method must be used by people who are very confident in their own abilities.
Originally, Xu Zimo's odds were not high, but now that he has defeated two well-known insiders, Kuang Kuang and Old Man Lei, his odds have almost doubled.
At this moment, as the underground door was opened, another player stepped onto the ring.
