[That man actually walked into the fighting arena? 】
The most incredible thing is...
The Wang family acquiesced!
Some people swallowed and suddenly felt that they were not sitting so stable.
They deliberately wanted to get up and move their position.
But at this time, there was the sound of running nearby.
When everyone looked around, they saw a uniform bright silver suit. He held a round spiked arm shield in his left arm, a cold spear in his right hand, and three short spears for throwing on his back.
These warriors wearing standard armor surrounded the entire area with rapid efficiency.
Looking around, everything is silver, only a pair of black eyes are exposed.
The silent silence reveals unusual power.
A cold air rose from the hearts of everyone. A team of pure warriors, fighting with pure cold weapons, the same spear throwing... These are the silver warriors of the Wang family!!
Anyone who has stayed in Yunzhou City must have heard of the prestigious Silver Death Soldier!
Their most brilliant achievement was when they made their debut two years ago and became famous!
Kill three eight-star monsters with three rounds of spear throwing!
A true fixed-point flash kill.
Now these silver dead warriors appeared silently around them.
People looked at Lu Ze again, with pity in their eyes.
Regardless of victory or defeat, I'm afraid I won't get out of here alive.
…
Three kilometers away from Lanshi Manor, a fleet of all-S-Class Mercedes-Benz drove steadily.
In the back row of the third car, Wang Wangbei and Xu Qian sat side by side.
At this time, the man with sunglasses and a crew cut in the passenger seat tilted his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Young Master, a guest at Lanshi Manor had a conflict with the guard, and the guard was killed."
"Then what?" Wang Wangbei's voice was calm.
"The guests have entered the fighting arena."
"Oh?" Wang Wangbei's eyes finally showed some interest, "Which guest?"
"I heard he is a young man from the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce."
Wang Wangbei narrowed his eyes.
Xu Qian next to her rarely saw Wang Wangbei like this, and couldn't help but wonder: "Do you know him?"
Wang Wangbei shook his head and said with a gentle smile: "I don't know. Lanshi Manor is managed by Yishui. Since he has made the decision, I won't add any unnecessary extravagance."
The man in sunglasses in the co-pilot nodded and stopped talking.
Wang Wangbei did not continue this topic. He looked at Xu Qian with a doting smile on his face: "I will go to Anxi tomorrow, shall we?"
"Okay." Xu Qian's voice was cold, which sounded particularly pleasant in the small car.
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Inside and outside the manor, there are two worlds.
There are two worlds inside and outside the fighting arena.
Zhao Hui raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Ze. His bald eyebrows looked particularly frightening, and he said slowly, "You are a kid with a yellow mouth, and you are not ashamed of your words."
With every word that came out, the ground beneath his feet began to sink.
It was as if his body grew heavier with each word that came out, and the breeze blowing through the fighting arena occasionally carried broken blades of grass.
These blades of grass fell strangely as they passed by Zhao Hui.
The air around Zhao Hui seemed to become heavier.
This detail made those who noticed it shrink their pupils.
Only then did they remember what kind of person Zhao Hui was, the chief instructor of Yunzhou Panshan Gym, a martial arts master who single-handedly deduced [Panshan Fist Intent] from level 7 to level 8!
[Panshan Quanyi] The most important thing is thickness. The body of the practitioner is like a rock, with long endurance and endless breath.
Fighting in the same situation, Zhao Hui was almost invincible.
So looking back at what Lu Ze said at that time, it is simply a joke!
However, no matter how the expressions of the guests changed, the young man in their eyes remained indifferent.
"Finished?"
A faint voice sounded. Lu Ze's eyes were calm and he had no intention of taking out his palm. He still looked that arrogant in everyone's eyes.
In the sky, housekeeper Wu Wen looked down at Lu Ze, as if looking at a dead person, and said indifferently: "Start."
This competition begins.
Timer starts!
Three-dimensional projections appear high in the sky.
0.01 seconds——
The moment this number just appeared, and people were subconsciously preparing to exchange glances, Lu Ze moved.
Everyone's heart beat heavily, and the air wave that suddenly hit them stiffened everyone's bodies.
The expressions were fixed on everyone's faces.
In the lingering sound of Wu Wen's word "beginning", Lu Ze leaned forward and took a step forward——
When the soles of his feet fell, waves visible to the naked eye appeared on the ground, which was harder than fine steel.
In the battle preparation area, the eyes of the warriors who were originally sloppy and ready to fight suddenly froze, and indescribable terror enveloped their bodies.
Zhao Hui also noticed something was wrong and raised his bare eyebrows.
Taking him as the center of the circle, all floating objects within a radius of five meters will fall to the ground at the same time.
His muscles swelled, his clothes ripped, and his bronze skin was exposed, stained by sweat, like steel.
Zhao Hui raised his head and let out a deep roar, clasping his fists together and pushing forward.
"——Moveless as a mountain!"
The four-character sound is as thick as iron.
Lu Ze soared into the air to face him, and the afterimage was frozen in everyone's field of vision.
The body was spinning in mid-air, without taking out both hands, and the right knee was raised upward——
Afterimages flashed across the sky like slides, and Lu Ze's right foot kicked out at a straight angle with great power and beauty.
The soles of his feet clashed with Zhao Huipanshan's fists.
boom!
A circle of air waves burst out vertically from the earth.
Zhao Hui stared angrily, and the bones behind his shoulders were violently pushed out.
"puff--"
The blood mist drew a straight line, and Zhao Hun flew across the air like a cannonball.
Bang bang bang!
The seats, glass, and walls behind him were all smashed into pieces.
With his arms hanging limply in front of him, Zhao Hui, who was covered in blood, straightened up his upper body and looked directly at Lu Ze.
There was fear, anger, and disbelief in his eyes.
"You-poof!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the heart pulse maintained by the power of the star source could no longer bear the powerful pumping of the heart and exploded instantly.
Zhao Hui's upper body that had just straightened up was weak and fell down. The light in his eyes disappeared, his seven orifices bled, and he died!
The audience was in an uproar.
Because at this moment, the timer in the sky is exactly 1.00 seconds!
"this……"
"It's really 1 second!"
All the guests, regardless of gender, first felt numb on the scalp, and then the feeling spread throughout the body.
The little princess Wang Yitong who had just been whipped away even forgot about the pain on her face. She stared blankly at the dead Zhao Hui over there and couldn't help but tremble.
If I had hit myself with this force just now, my head would have been blown away.
When he thought of this, Wang Yitong actually shivered and shrank back in fear.
…
Wang Yishui was silent.
On the high platform, the warrior drunkard next to him opened his eyes.
The contempt in his eyes finally disappeared.
"Strength penetrates the texture, goes straight through a hundred steps, and the force is so handsome."
The rich voice attracted Wang Yishui's attention, and he said expressionlessly: "Can you kill me, sir?"
The drunkard picked up a jar of white wine and drank it.
The sound is unclear.
"Don't say that this manor is the entire Yunzhou City. There is no one who cannot be killed."
At this moment, the domineering power finally appears.
…
Lu Ze landed lightly, without even looking at Zhao Hui. He just raised his eyelids slightly and spoke indifferently.