"Don't hold me back, I'm going to beat him to death!"
The cultivator who obviously looked like a Barbarian God clan was angry and wanted to fight Yang Haoran.
He was grabbed by his companion next to him.
"Don't be impulsive, fighting is prohibited backstage in the arena.
Do you want to be disqualified?
Sooner or later, that guy will fall into our hands, and we will deal with him severely."
"Boy, don't be proud, there will be times when you cry!"
Yang Haoran stuck out his tongue: "If you don't dare to take action, don't push me. Just shut up."
Outside the arena, the Xuanling tabby cat was bored.
There are people coming and going everywhere, and there is no place to sleep properly.
While walking around on catwalk.
A crisp sound made his cat's hair stand up immediately.
"Second uncle, look at that cat, it's so cute.
I want to catch him, I want to pet the cat!"
A seventeen-year-old girl was full of excitement and ran towards the Xuanling Cat with a whooshing sound.
The Xuanling tabby cat had a look of disdain on his face. A humble human, did he treat this cat as a pet? He should be beaten!
Seeing the little girl reaching out to hug her, the Xuanling tabby cat flicked its tail and hit the little girl's wrist.
The little girl only has the strength to build a foundation, so it is naturally unbearable.
I saw that my wrist was red and swollen.
"Smelly cat, if you dare to hit me, I will trample you to death!"
The little girl became so angry that she raised her foot and stepped on the Xuanling cat.
But before her feet landed, Xuanling Cat had already circled behind her.
"Meow!"
The Xuanling tabby cat jumped on the little girl's back and slapped the hairband off the little girl's head with one paw.
With a crash, the little girl's neat hair instantly spread out and became messy.
"Wow! Second uncle, this stinky cat is bullying me! Help me catch it!"
A young man who looked like a scholar had a look of gloating on his face.
"I've told you a long time ago that girls should be quiet, but you don't know how to be reserved at all.
Are you okay now? Just like a little lunatic."
The little girl put her hands on her hips angrily: "I don't care, if you don't help me catch this cat, I will tell grandma that you bullied me!"
The scholar suddenly lost his temper, and his sharp eyes immediately fell on the Xuanling tabby cat.
The Xuanling cat suddenly became excited and felt a great threat.
Wow, this guy who looks like a scholar is definitely in the golden elixir stage!
Thirty stratagems were the best, and the Xuanling cat ran out without even thinking.
"Second uncle, he wants to run away, hurry up and chase him, he caught the cat stew!"
"Take aim at your second uncle's!"
The Xuanling tabby cat's tail was raised and it ran as fast as possible.
Inside the arena, the surrounding stands were packed with people, and the cheers and cheers were like thunder.
With a thud, it was like a mountain falling.
The Barbarian God tribesman who had provoked Yang Haoran fell heavily to the ground.
And standing not far from him was Yang Haoran, who was breathing heavily.
"Okay, that's great!
Is this guy really from the Tianji Sect? Why is his physical body so strong?
Even the people from the Barbarian God Clan are no match for him, it’s simply unbelievable!”
"He has won three games in a row, right? This cannot be opportunistic. I have begun to admire him!"
Listening to the comments from the audience, Zhao Jinshan, a disciple of the Barbarian God Sect, clenched his fists tightly.
"Damn, I actually let him win three games!
This is simply a shame for the Barbarian God Sect!
In Cook City, very few people outside the Barbarian God Sect receive the title of Barbarian God!
I want to put an end to him and I will never tolerate this happening!"
In the gladiatorial arena of Cook City, it is actually not difficult to obtain the title of Barbarian God.
You only need to win ten games in a row to obtain the title of Level 1 Barbarian God.
However, it is such a seemingly simple request.
There are very few practitioners outside the Barbarian God Sect who can do it.
Of course, this does not mean that the disciples of the Man Shen Sect are invincible.
It's because of rule restrictions that magic weapons and true essence cannot be used.
The practitioners of other sects have lost more than half of their strength, so it is not surprising that they lost.
On the contrary, it is strange that he won.
This is a place tailor-made for the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect to practice.
Therefore, for the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect, it would be a shame for outside practitioners to obtain even the title of first-level Barbarian God.
Finally it was Zhao Jinshan's turn to play, and he was already ready to go.
The iron tower-like body stood opposite Yang Haoran, forming a sharp contrast.
Moreover, Zhao Jinshan is still a practitioner in the late stage of foundation building, and can be considered a master in this arena.
"Little man, your challenge is over.
I'll throw you out like a sandbag."
Yang Haoran looked carefree and had a playful smile on his face.
"Being taller doesn't help, it just makes you look stupider, and the taller you are, the stupider you are, just like you.
If you don’t believe it, if you hit me now, I can make you fall without even lifting a finger.”
"Asshole, you are insulting me, I want you to pay the price!"
Zhao Jinshan took a step towards Yang Haoran, and the ground shook.
Because of his height and long legs, Zhao Jinshan only needed one jump to reach Yang Haoran.
A fist the size of an ordinary person's head was swung towards Yang Haoran's head with the sound of howling wind.
Once implemented, Yang Haoran's head may shatter like a watermelon.
However, in Yang Haoran's view, although Zhao Jinshan's power is strong enough, his speed is too slow.
This is not only Zhao Jinshan's problem, but a common problem among most disciples of the Barbarian God Sect.
Therefore, even if Zhao Jinshan's fist was about to hit before he started to dodge, the opponent's punch would be in vain.
Angry, Zhao Jinshan rushed forward with all his strength, trying to use his body advantage to knock Yang Haoran away.
But just when it seemed like he was about to get hurt, Yang Haoran's figure had disappeared and turned to the side of Zhao Jinshan's body.
And there was a bang.
Yang Haoran took the time to punch Zhao Jinshan in the back.
Zhao Jinshan just shook his head, looking like he didn't care at all.
Yang Haoran had a wry smile on his face. The body defense of the Barbarian God Clan was truly astonishing.
If he only uses half of his strength, it will be like scratching an itch for the other party.
There were cheers and applause from the audience.
"This disciple of Tianji Sect is a bit interesting, and his tactics are very smart."
"Yes, as long as the reaction is fast enough and the movements are flexible enough, the strength advantage of the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect will be useless."
"It's easier said than done. When you actually face the disciples of the Barbarian God Sect, the pressure is very high.
So this person is still very strong."
Yang Haoran kept moving around and hitting back from time to time.
After not much effort, Zhao Jinshan was already sweating profusely and panting.
In fact, Yang Haoran didn't put in much effort and had already started mocking mode.
"Keep going, don't stop, aren't you very strong?
Chapter completed!