An hour passed quickly, and the host Redis said loudly: "Gentlemen and ladies, the most critical moment of this fighting competition has arrived. The Wind Demon Myrdal will compete with the Iron Mask Warrior for the championship seat. Everyone cheers and shouts.
,Welcome them to play.? ”
Shouts filled the arena. The two contestants, accompanied by their respective female assistants, came to Arena 1, entered the iron cage, and stood facing each other.
Wind Demon Myrdal is over two meters tall, with a sturdy back and a muscular body. He wears gray shorts, revealing the bulging muscles on his body. He looks very fierce, like the mythical devil of hell.
Iron-faced warrior Qiu Yu glanced over indifferently and stared at the guy in front of him. He knew in his heart that this was the real enemy.
In the past few days, the two of them had played more than ten games and were invincible. However, they also received a lot of punches and kicks, and redness, swelling and bruises could be seen everywhere.
This is the ultimate showdown. Whoever wins will receive a bonus of tens of millions of dollars and win the title of the new God of War.
The arena was full of people, and the scene was extremely lively.
Outside the hotel, a dozen cars were driving past, like wild horses running wild, because the car was an expensive Lamborghini. The car stopped nearby, and the Lamborghini's door was raised high like a bird's wing, and a car came out of it.
The handsome guy with oily hair and pink face, wearing a crisp suit and shiny leather shoes, is clearly Dong Biyang, known as Mr. Dong.
What came out of another orange Lotus sports car was a tall and skinny beauty, who turned out to be Liu Wenjun. The men and women in other cars also got out of the car. They were all the ones who had appeared at the Xia family party last time. Caihua, Xiao
Girls such as Rou are also among them.
The reason why a group of people came here was because that day Young Master Dong made a bet with Qiu Yu. Now that the Iron Mask Warrior and Feng Mo are meeting in the final, the result is about to be revealed, and they want to know the winner as soon as possible.
The people who came to watch the battle were divided into two groups. Most of them hoped that Feng Mo would win and that Young Master Dong could win one million. A few girls such as Caihua and Xiaorou hoped that the Iron Masked Warrior would win. In that case, Qiu Yu would not
You will lose money.
A group of people entered the hotel and walked to the arena. As Naihua walked forward, she hung up the phone to Xia Lan and asked, "Princess, where are you? We are here too, and we are looking for you now."
Before arriving, Caihua called Xia Lan and said that the students were going to the Longsheng City Hotel to watch the game. Unexpectedly, Xia Lan responded that she was already at the arena, so after Caihua and others came over, she quickly followed her
connect.
Caihua and others walked into the arena and followed Xia Lan's guidance. At this time, the battle in the iron cage had already begun. The wind demon and the iron masked warrior were fighting frantically, showing a heart-stopping violent aesthetic, and everyone watching could not take their eyes away.
Many boys and girls came to Xia Lan's side. Caihua patted her best friend on the shoulder and said angrily: "Is this guy so fascinated?"
Xia Lan was startled, turned around and saw Caihua, and said angrily: "Smelly girl, you are so scared."
"Look at you, what about you?" Caihua glanced around, not seeing the face that should have appeared, and asked in confusion: "Princess, where is your bodyguard? Why didn't you see it?"
Xia Lan was speechless. That kid was fighting with others on the stage. Didn't you see it? Not enough. Since Qiu Yu was wearing a mask and did not show his true face, he probably wanted to hide his true identity. Therefore, she shook her head and said: "
Qiu Yu felt a little uncomfortable and didn't come over."
The plump girl Xiaorou showed extraordinary concern for Qiu Yu and quickly asked: "Is he feeling unwell? What's wrong? Is he sick?"
Thinking of Qiu Yu risking his life for 10 million US dollars, Xia Lan really wanted to say, "That guy is indeed sick!" However, she still suppressed the words and said: "It's nothing serious, he has a door on his head.
It’s pinched, and I’m a little confused.”
"Ah...the head was clamped, how did it happen like this?" Xiaorou's eyes widened in surprise.
Caihua laughed dumbly, pulled the other person, and said angrily: "Idiot, you believe this, the princess must be teasing you."
Seeing that Xia Lan didn't want to see Qiu Yu, Dong Biyang from behind laughed and said, "Maybe that kid's head is really blocked by the door. He looks like an idiot."
Xia Lan's expression changed immediately. She could blame Qiu Yu, but she would never allow others to slander her. Frost covered her flawless face, she glared at Dong Biyang fiercely, and said angrily: "You are the idiot,
What qualifications do you have to speak against him?"
"You...I..." Dong Biyang's nose was almost crooked with anger. He wanted to fall out with Xia Lan, but he also felt that if he did that, he would never be able to catch up with her, which would undoubtedly block the road to love. But he could only suppress it.
Feeling angry in his heart, he muttered: "It's just a joke, there's no need to be so serious, right?"
Xia Lan said coldly: "Qiu Yu is not familiar with you, why are you joking with him?"
Repeated questioning without giving face made Dong Biyang completely speechless. Liu Wenjun next to him quickly came to his rescue, "Forget it, we are all classmates, so we can't argue over that person, so let's just watch the game."
When the argument came to an end, everyone looked over and looked at the two people fighting crazily in the iron cage.
There is no doubt that Qiu Yu met the strongest opponent. Midaldu was as fast as the wind, his fists and kicks were fierce and powerful, and he did not take advantage of him at all.
Both men's fists and kicks are very hard, their ability to resist blows is equally strong, and their flexibility is almost the same.
After several moves, Myrdal took the opportunity to kick Zhong Qiuyu with such ferocious force that the opponent flew out with a groan, hit the cage wall hard, and fell to the ground.
Seeing the defeat of the Iron Masked Warrior, the vast majority of the audience cheered excitedly. They hoped that Feng Mo could defeat his opponent in one fell swoop. In that case, they would also be able to win generous bonuses.
Dong Biyang even praised excitedly: "Well done, what a beautiful attack..."
Of course, there are also viewers who feel sorry for Tiemian, and there are also people who are sad for him, namely Susan and Xia Lan. The two girls almost screamed at the same time, "Ah..."
The kick just now caused Qiu Yu to be seriously injured, and one of his ribs seemed to be broken. Suddenly, he suddenly heard a very familiar voice coming from the auditorium, and asked in his heart, "Is it her?"
Since she can come, it means that the relationship between the two of us has eased. Qiu Yu jumped up from the ground in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the danger came again. The wind demon suddenly appeared like a ghost, silently, and suddenly
He punched out with a punch, hitting the iron mask Qiu Yu was wearing.
"Hey!"
After a loud noise, amidst everyone's exclamations, the iron mask became split into five petals and flew away from Qiu Yu's face, revealing the young face inside...