Seeing Chen Xiu's heart-warming look, the servant shook his head secretly and thought to himself: "These people in the martial arts world really want money but don't live. Seeing the man in front of him is still so excited, I always feel that he can win, and I don't think about the consequences of breaking his hands and feet!"

Chen Xiu looked at the knife holder on the ring who won the game. Seeing that this person was only about the third grade. After winning a game, he shouted with enthusiasm: "Who else!"

There was silence under the ring.

He even said to the Ye family butler who was watching the game below: "Sir, if no one challenges me, can I enter the top ten directly!"

The butler nodded and said, "Of course."

The man looked around at the person under the ring and shouted loudly again: "Who else!"

With the power of his broken arm just now, no one answered for a while, and no one dared to come to the stage to fight.

"How can I get up and play with him?"

"You really want to go on stage?

!”

Seeing that Chen Xiu was persistent, the servant thought to himself: "Forget it, he can't persuade him to die."

He took out a life-and-death figure and a box of ink mud and said, "If you put a handprint on it, you can go to the ring."

"good!"

Chen Xiu put his handprints on the life and death without hesitation. The servant shook his head and thought to himself: "Only his small body, he might have been killed by a knife. Let the brothers carrying the body prepare the stretcher as soon as possible."

The sword-holding man on the ring shouted "Who else?" several times. Seeing that no one answered, he was even more energetic. He inserted the sword-holding ring and said mockingly: "No one can beat!"

"I'll fight you!"

A crisp sound sounded in the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look at it. They saw a pretty young man. Everyone shook their heads and thought to themselves: "Zhang Cheng on the stage has won seven consecutive games, and this young man will give up his head when he goes up!"

With everyone's contemptuous eyes, Chen Xiu walked through the crowd step by step and slowly walked onto the ring. Everyone was booing. If anyone on stage didn't show his light skills, the young man actually walked up and seemed to have no time.

Zhang Cheng on the ring laughed: "I see that you have no meat on your face and cannot hold your hands. I will give you three moves!"

"Thank you so much!"

After speaking, everyone saw Chen Xiu transforming into a green shadow on the ring, followed by Zhang Cheng's "Ah".

Zhang Cheng had already landed outside the ring with his butt on the ground.

"What...what's going on?"

"Did you see clearly?"

"How did Zhang Cheng lose?"

"..." Not only did everyone watching the game not see clearly, but even Zhang Cheng himself didn't know why he fell to the ground. He jumped up on the ground with a "carp" and patted his body, without any injuries on his body.

"You...what magic are you using!"

"Demonic magic?"

Chen Xiu was amused, and people always gave their unknown powers the explanation of "demon" or "god".

"If you are not convinced, I'm giving you a chance to go on stage."

"This...this..." Looking at Chen Xiu's unscrupulous appearance, Zhang Cheng hesitated instead.

"Go!"

"Yes, what are you afraid of?"

"Zhang Cheng, he was just a sneak attack on you just now. He is not your opponent if he really hits you!"

"Yes, you can win!"

"..."                                                                                                                              �

Everyone loudly encouraged Zhang Cheng to continue on the ring, so they could see clearly that Chen Xiu took action.

"Yes, I was careless just now.

If you really hit him, you will definitely not be my opponent!"

Zhang Cheng was warmly supported by everyone, and he believed it a little. Even though he jumped onto the arena, his feet were light, and his body, which was almost 200 kilograms, was silent after falling to the ground, and his light skills were extremely good.

Chen Xiu smiled and said, "Are you ready? I'm going to take action."

"Wait! I have had seven consecutive games. I just lost my energy and I was sliding myself... I slipped under the ring. Give me a stick of incense stick, rest first, and fight with you when I recover my energy."

Zhang Cheng dared not be careless this time.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Cheng was really meditating on the ring and practicing Qi. In fact, he wasn't really exhausted, but he was just thinking hard in his mind about how to break Chen Xiu's speed as fast as the wind.

Chen Xiu was a little idle in the ring in front of everyone and shouted loudly: "That person who doesn't agree with me can come up and practice now!"

As soon as he said this, there was another uproar in the audience. He was about to fight Zhang Cheng again later. He wanted to fight this incense stick. This might not be too arrogant! Of course, no one dared to face Chen Xiu's ghostly body movement just now.

"I'll do it!"

With a loud shout, a tall figure jumped into the ring. It was the big man who was nearly three meters tall just now standing in front of Chen Xiu. He grinned and said, "I know you are fast, but I have already wanted to tell you how to solve you!"

"Yeah?"

Chen Xiu didn't think so, so he smiled: "Then let's practice!"

"etc!"

Everyone was thinking that the fight was about to start again, and the big man came in a cluster again, which made everyone scratch their throats. They couldn't help but shout: "Damn, are you still fighting? I've taken off my pants, just let me see this!"

"Haha..." The big man didn't care about the ridicule of everyone, put down the package on his back, took out a set of armor from it and put it on. Others were already tall, and the armor seemed as tall as the vajra in the temple. The laughing people shut their mouths one after another. They asked themselves that they might not be their opponent in the face of such a giant.

The big man smiled proudly and said, "My armor is made of black iron and weighs a thousand pounds. No matter how fast you are, it is difficult for me to push it easily!"

Chen Xiu's eyes focused on the big man's armor, as if he saw that your beauty couldn't move her eyes away, and thought to himself: "I don't know how much black iron casting this set of armor was used. If you snatch it and swallow it, can Feng Xinglie's recovery be accelerated?"

When the big man saw Chen Xiu's face as if he was crazy, he felt chill in his heart: "The little white face is really disgusting, everyone has that kind of hobby!"

Just now, I wanted to take the lead, and it was on the power arm. Chen Xiu stepped back and shouted loudly: "Wait!"

A viewer in the audience couldn't help but shout angrily: "Damn, you're waiting for it endlessly, right? I'll give you a refund!"

Chen Xiu laughed and scolded: "You refund the yarn ticket, have you bought the ticket?"

"ah!"

The man reacted and scratched his head and said, "I forgot about excitement. This is not a ticketing performance."

Everyone burst into laughter again.
Chapter completed!