The dark wind suddenly blew up, making a cry like a ghost. Bao Bu Feng refused to give in at all. The black wind was highly condensed on his fist.
He has a slender figure and punches out with an extremely standard lunge.
Boom!
The sound of a loud noise echoed over the garden, and the strong wind suddenly rose, half red and half black, suddenly sending out a biting cold, and suddenly hitting the face with scorching heat, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Why, private fights are allowed in the arena?" Wang Chen remembered that there was a taboo in the arena, which prohibited private fights.
"How many years has it been? Now, as long as no one is killed and no valuable official buildings are damaged, the arena officials will not care about that much. Besides, the arena is full of young and energetic people.
Who can control a genius?"
Lu Jin looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely and said without looking back.
In these few words, the winner of the first confrontation between the two had already been decided.
It turned out that Huo Tian, who claimed to be a senior, was punched back and took several steps back. Every step left a ball of flame on the ground.
This made him look even more worried, and he roared crazily.
"I want your life!"
Howling like a wolf.
Opposite him, Bao Bubao had a stern look and assumed an impeccable fighting posture.
"Okay, okay, don't be impulsive."
Seeing that the two were about to engage in a life-and-death contest, a feminine voice suddenly cut in.
As soon as the figure flashed, someone came to the side of the red-haired man and patted him on the shoulder.
"He is a master." Wang Chen's heart moved.
The person who stopped the red-haired man from going crazy was a long-haired man with a slender face and a pair of pupils with only one sliver, like the eyes of a poisonous snake.
Likewise, his demon power is also very cold.
"Newcomer, I like your arrogance." The man smiled at Bao Bufengdao, but his smile was very cold.
Bao Bufeng frowned.
"Who are you?" he asked.
Hiss!
Almost at the same time he asked this question, the sound of a poisonous snake spitting a message suddenly sounded in the air.
Bao Bufeng's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly felt as if he was being restrained by a giant python from ancient times. The speed he was so proud of could not be used at all.
Snap!
One arm of the long-haired man turned into a long whip, and he suddenly threw it at Bao Bu Feng's face, making a crisp sound.
He even knocked him to the ground.
The sudden heavy blow made Bao Bufeng unconscious for a moment. After taking a breath, he shook his head and tried to get up.
But there was a sound of wind in front of him, and the long-haired man suddenly came over and kicked him hard on the head, sending him flying away.
Bao Bufeng fell into coma again.
The red-haired man rushed forward and kicked Bao Bufeng hard on the head.
Even his body was dragged along and slid far on the ground.
"Newcomers, figure out your position, welcome to...the third level...hell."
"Hahahaha." The long-haired man opened his hands fiercely, making a hug gesture, and laughed wildly.
It was as silent as cicadas everywhere.
Even Bao Bufeng, the so-called king of the second floor, was instantly beaten into a dog. At this moment, they just wanted to breathe softly to avoid being affected.
Lu Jin obviously recognized the person, but seeing the other party's ruthless methods, he didn't even dare to show off. How dare he introduce to Wang Chen?
After the long-haired man finished speaking, he looked around with a weird smile on his face, stretched out his fingers and counted in a feminine voice,
"One, two, three, four..."
With each number, he prolonged his tone.
Finally, when he counted to the twelfth, he stopped.
"twelve!"
"It seems that in the past three days, the twelve newcomers to the third floor have arrived. It's a happy reunion."
"But some newcomers seem to have never heard of me, such as the one lying over there."
"Then let me introduce myself. I am She Ming, ranked thirty-two in the third-level arena."
Upon hearing this ranking, the hearts of several newcomers who had already done enough homework were moved.
Thirty-Two, a three-level arena with at least 500 people, is already a very high ranking. It can be said that the three-level arena has real skills and respectable fighters.
"Now, your opportunity has come!"
She Ming suddenly smiled strangely and sinisterly.
"From now on, you newcomers will follow me and be my brothers. If you listen to me, you will naturally have sweets to eat, but the ugly words will come first."
"I like obedient brothers, but I really, really don't like disobedient ones."
"you……"
"Do you understand?!"
She Ming suddenly let out a sharp roar from his mouth. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have turned into a huge cobra, screaming and piercing his fangs into the brains of the people around him.
Suddenly, all the newcomers covered their heads, staggered around and made painful sounds, and had thoughts in their hearts that they could not disobey.
"I understand, I understand. Brother She is willing to accept us as his younger brothers, which is what we wish for."
The tiger-striped man nodded and bowed, and kept flattering.
"Please take good care of Brother She in the future."
Several newcomers saw the opportunity quickly and greeted him warmly.
“Not bad, not bad!”
She Ming seemed very satisfied with everyone's attitude.
"In other words, this gathering is not an official one?"
A voice sounded at an inappropriate time and instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
It was Wang Chen who spoke. He frowned, knowing that he had been fooled.
Obviously, he was not familiar with the message transmission principle of the demon card. She Ming sent a message to his demon card through some unknown method, and he mistakenly thought it was an official message sent by the arena.
"I don't like disobedient brothers."
"Didn't you hear clearly what I just said?"
She Ming's face suddenly turned cold, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold and peaceful.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in being your brother."
Wang Chen turned around and left.
Obviously, this guy named She Ming is just a bully who wants to collect some horses.
"Is he crazy? He dares to disobey the upper echelon of the arena."
No one expected Wang Chen's reaction.
"Crazy, crazy!"
Lu Jin looked at Wang Chen with wide eyes.
The tiger-striped man and several newcomers showed gloating expressions.
They are waiting for a good show to unfold.
Just now, She Ming and Huo Tian were like beating dogs to death. The scene of kicking Bao Bu Feng is still vivid in their minds. How will these two penguins die?
"If I don't speak, where can you go?"
She Ming laughed angrily and raised his pale hand.
Suddenly the surroundings were as cold as winter, and a snake-shaped demon force spread its wings on its head and strangled Wang Chen with the demon power that froze into the soul.
Just now, Bao Bu Feng was unable to resist this move, and was restrained by this move and allowed to be slaughtered.
"This guy who doesn't understand current affairs is dead."
The tiger-striped man sneered secretly in his heart. Who doesn’t want to stand proudly in the world alone and not be controlled by others, but that requires extremely strong strength. If you stand arrogantly without enough strength, that is not called pride, that is called stupidity!
Just like the package just now is unsealed.
Seeing the ferocious snake-shaped demon force surrounding him with the force of a tornado, Wang Chen's palm lit up with a little golden light. In an instant, the golden light was like the sun, making people afraid to look at it.
boom!
The terrifying true power suddenly burst out, like a golden fountain that dazzled people's eyes. In the face of the extremely powerful energy, the snake-shaped demonic power instantly turned into air currents and scattered.
The majestic golden light instantly enveloped She Ming, illuminating his frightened eyes.
With a muffled sound, the huge rock of unknown depth and hardness at the edge of the Fourth Garden suddenly shook, and a huge palm print appeared on the wall. In the middle of the palm print, She Ming's figure was vaguely visible.
Everyone could hardly believe their eyes.
They all knew that Wang Chen had reached the third level with one palm, but no one had ever told them.
This palm is so terrifying!
Even the top fighters on the third level can't resist it.
The scene was eerily quiet.
Quack, quack, quack.
A duck-like laughter suddenly sounded.
This voice is very familiar, it is She Ming.
On the ground, his body stood up in a strange posture, weak and boneless.
At this moment, She Ming was completely naked, but he didn't feel anything strange at all, and said with a strange smile.
"Your name is Jiang Yu, you are of emperor penguin blood."
She Ming immediately revealed the identity that Wang Chen was using to cover up.
"This palm of yours was beyond my expectation, but it can't do anything to me. Now you have already slapped me. The price is very high, quack, quack."
If you want to collect the horses, you must first find out the details. It would be troublesome if you meet any new super talents who join the arena. Therefore, She Ming has already investigated the information of the twelve newcomers in detail and consciously won these 12.
There won't be any difficulty for people.
Even though Jiang Yu from the penguin clan was beyond his expectations, with his own unique secret skills, he had successfully avoided the opponent's only one palm strike per day, and now he had all the advantages.
"Brother, let me come!"
The matter has been finalized. The tiger-striped man who also came here from the second floor knew very well that Wang Chen could only swing one palm a day. He didn't want to miss this opportunity to show off in front of She Ming, so he took the initiative to ask for help with a fierce look in his eyes.