Lu Wanju ejected.

It was not proactive, but when he got close, he was kicked by Feng Shu, and he rolled towards the audience involuntarily like a football.

She never stood up again.

"Dead?"

"No, another one dies?"

"What's going on? When I bought her to lose, she didn't lose. When I bought her to win, she died."

"Hey, it seems like he's not dead?"

"Not dead? How is that possible?"

"Is he really dead? Didn't you see that his hands and feet can't move? He's hanging down. You can tell it's abnormal at first glance."

"Idiot, he wasn't dead at all, he was just knocked unconscious. No, he was kicked unconscious."

"Where did Guan Yuejiu come from? Are all women today so powerful?"

"Didn't you know that some tigresses have been stronger than men since ancient times? It seems that there are still few women who have experienced it."

"Tch, it sounds like you have experienced many women."

"Always more than you."

…

The auditorium was noisy, but Feng Shu still lowered his head slightly and squinted his eyes, as if sleeping.

The referee did not come out to declare her victory. When many spectators who had bet on her victory began to urge, it was revealed that the game was still going on.

"What are you doing?! This person has already been kicked off the ring and it's not over yet? Do you think we are all blind?"

"That's it, when did the rules of the game change? Once a person leaves the ring, he loses, no matter life or death, right? Why has he changed his mind now?"

"Fuck, I think the banker wants to take it all, because too few people win by betting on Guan Yue Jiu, and too many people win by betting on the chrysanthemum, so they turn a blind eye to such an obvious win or loss."

Probably out of fear, the referee's voice was very calm and spread throughout the stadium through the loudspeaker.

"From now on, all competitions will end with the death of one party. Players who fell into the ring but are still alive can still continue to compete."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Does this mean it's going to be an open slaughterhouse?"

"It's too lawless. Even if the players are willing to take risks for the huge bonus, we the audience are just gambling for fun, but we have to bear the same risks. It's not worth it at all!"

"Yes! We have nothing to say if the players are willing to fight to the end, but the dealer has stipulated from the beginning that the game can only end if one party dies, which is inhumane!"

Amidst the divergent opinions, a sarcastic voice suddenly resounded through the underground arena, "If you don't have the guts, get out. You will be put on the banned list from now on."

"It's a beard."

"who?"

"It's the second banker with the ferocious beard."

“Who is the big bookmaker?”

"I only know the person's name."

"Quiet, that chrysanthemum is on stage."

"Fuck, why are you really not dead?"

Regardless of whether you are a Dada star or not, at this moment, you don’t want to be the first deserter. Dead people are not common, but there are many people who have seen dead people. It should be said that in Dada star with strong folk customs, one word

Fighting with fists, kicks, and even swords often occur, and the resulting deaths are also heard from time to time. Ordinary people are still more accepting of bloodshed than on other planets.

Lu Wanju was obviously very dissatisfied with her performance just now, thinking that her opponent was deliberately humiliating her, "You kid, you have some skills. Sister, I underestimated you. I'm serious this time, so don't cry!"

As she strode over, Feng Shu, who let go of his five senses, immediately held his breath and stood up again. He even missed his opponent with his eyes and continued to look at the ground quietly, as if he was trying to study the ring to create a flower.

Come.

Lu Wanju's five fingers are like eagle claws, reaching straight for Feng Shu's throat.

When approaching the range of one meter, Feng Shu, who was motionless, flew up with a kick as usual. This time, Lu Wanju was still unable to escape the attack. With a "swish" sound, he crossed the two adjacent stages and hit him directly.

On the walls of the underground space.

Then, sadly, he fell unconscious again.

"Dead yet?"

"I don't know. It's too far away. He should be dead."

"Is this Guan Yuejiu born with divine power? Otherwise, how could he just kick someone and fly away so lightly?"

"This little sister is so calm. Look, she is sleeping again, as if she was born without sleep."

"He behaves like a master. He seizes the time to close his eyes and rest his mind."

"I think she's just pretending."

"I just want to know if Na Lu Wanju is dead? Why hasn't the referee announced that Xiao Jiu has won?"

"Who is Xiaojiu?"

"What a nickname for my little sister, Xiaojiu sounds so nice."

"I think you're thinking of Xiao Jiujiu, right? You think she's young and promising and you want to go up to her and hook up with her? You'll die."

"You're dead. Nalu Wanju is here again."

"What?"

"Xiaojiu, kill her!"

"Kill her!"

"We support you! You win if you buy everything, little sister!"

"If you win, my brother will give you half of the credit points and half of the bed."

Whether it was a curse or a joke, the atmosphere seemed to be as relaxed and noisy as it was at the beginning, and even the expressions of many people revealed joy and expectation.

When he was kicking people, Feng Shu was still in the mood to take in everyone's expressions one by one. It has to be said that the master's style was too let nature take its course. Lu Wanju was forced to retreat back, furious.

After roaring something, the air suddenly compressed. Feng Shu felt his whole body sink, and the smell of darkness and bloodlust hit his face.

Feng Shu suddenly raised his eyes, and his doubts disappeared.

Feng Qizong, who had been sitting peacefully, instantly stopped his smile and stared at Lu Wanju sharply.

"Hmph, you are not overestimating your abilities!"

Mengmeng's voice suddenly rang in her ears, causing Feng Shu to get goosebumps all over her body. Lu Wanju was bleeding from all her orifices and suddenly fell to the ground less than three meters away from her.

"Where were you before?"

"I want you to take care of it?!"

Feng Shu stood there quietly, as if his opponent's death was not surprising at all.

Some people in the audience cheered for victory, some cursed for failure, but more people finally felt something was wrong. A few sensible people left the field quickly, not even prepared to listen to the referee announcing the result.

"Haha, little sister is pretty good at it. Mental attack?"

Feng Shu, who won the first victory, was not allowed to leave the game and directly faced the second player. A thin and small man with a rare beard about ten centimeters long, his name was "Huzi".

"Isn't this beard the second dealer's beard?"

"How is it possible? How can you participate as a banker?"

"Why not? Does it say in the rules that operators are not allowed to participate?"

"You forgot, we just announced on the spot that we would change the rules. The game will only end if someone dies."

"I think this little girl is in danger."

"Little girl? Not necessarily, I think she is already a woman."

"Only someone like you, who has experienced hundreds of women, would be full of erotic thoughts."

"This is something that anyone with sight can see. You didn't see it because you have always been blind."

"Don't make any noise. If you don't want to watch the game, I will cheer for Xiaojiu. If you make any more noise, I will kick you away."

There was endless discussion. I don’t know why, but the two arenas for double versus enemy and multi-person melee were both empty. It seemed that today’s game was over. Except for the single arena, which was still lit with light, the surrounding space was getting darker and darker.

Feng Shu's seemingly relaxed body tensed subconsciously.
Chapter completed!