Moto Sakai was extremely nervous in the audience, and his palms were almost sweating. He knew very well how long it would take to make the medicine. If he didn't buy Muto some time, he might really die in the ring.

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No one knows better than him the effect of that potion on him, and he also knows very well what winning this game means.

But he still has no way to stop it. There are no rules in this kind of competition. You can do whatever you want. The victory or defeat depends entirely on the belief of the audience. In other words, the victory or defeat in the ring does not count. The audience must accept it.

Okay, and this group of viewers is obviously the type with a particularly strong thirst for blood. Now Muto is in trouble.

Muto was still standing stupidly on the ring. He couldn't see, but he could hear and feel. In other words, he didn't know anything about the situation at the moment, but he still stood still and kept talking.

With: Hit me, hit me.

The spider spear inserted into his body seemed to have no feeling towards it, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

"It's not too late for you to give up now. I can choose not to kill you."

Muto did not speak, but chose to grab the opponent's spider spear tightly and approach him step by step.

"What are you doing? Do you know that you are seeking death? I said I could let you go, why can't you listen?" You can see that Kuroki was also furious.

I really don’t understand, you just need to blink your eyes to express your attitude, and I will immediately pull it out so that you can leave gracefully. Why must you seek death? Are their lives not as important as yours? I can’t understand it.

Muto just didn't say anything. He grabbed the two spider spears in his hands and let out a long roar. With a sound, the spider spears in his hands were torn open by him, and the back of Kuroki was immediately covered in blood.

"You forced me to do this, go to hell!" Kuroki didn't care about the two pig feet that were torn off. He was determined to let Muto feel the feeling of being torn apart.

The six spider lances are all working together, which means that the living thing is going to be split into two.

Muto didn't care about this. After tearing apart Kuroki's two spider spears, he kept counterattacking forward. Regardless of the obstruction of the six black claws, he just passed through his chest and walked step by step in front of Kuroki.

"You will die, you will definitely die."

Wu

Teng didn't say a word, just hugged Kuroki tightly, and then pulled the spider spears off his back one by one.

Ah, Kuroki was in great pain after being caught, but he had no strength to resist at all. He didn't know where Muto got such strength. It seemed like he would never use it up, even though he punched and kicked him, it had no effect at all.

On the contrary, it became tighter and tighter, and the spider spear behind my back was released faster and faster.

"How is that possible? How can you, a person who secretly injects fluids, be better than my C-level hero? I don't accept it, I don't accept it." After saying this, Muto threw him heavily to the ground.

The moment the eight spider spears were separated from his body, his back was basically bare bones, which made people feel chilled all over. However, after genetic modification, he didn't think there was much of a problem. He could still stand up and look like a child.

Muto charged.

"I take back what I said, I want you to die, I will make you miserable."

He grabbed a spider spear at his feet and thrust it straight into Muto's face. Muto was still dealing with the spider spears on his body, and there were still three spider spears that he had not removed.

Seeing that the tentacles on his head were clearly shining when Kuroki was attacking, he leaned 15 degrees to the left and dodged the first shot from Kuroki.

Then the stab was changed to a sweep, and Muto ducked down to avoid it, and at the same time, he let the opponent pull out a spider spear from his body.

The third shady move was to attack Muto's lower body. By this time, Muto had shaved off all the spider spears on his body, and the wounds had healed automatically. When he jumped high, a flying kick hit Kuroki in the head and knocked him out.

Kicked off the stage, Muto won the first game so far.

"How is it possible! How come this kid won? Is there something shady about this game?"

"Referee, where is the referee? Come out and see if he is dead. If not, pull him back. I bet him. He was defeated by me so quickly. Damn it, he is not dead.

It’s an advantage for him.”

At this time, the referee stood up, and indeed, as the audience said, he came to Kuroki's side to check whether his breathing was still there.

But instead of sending him back to the ring, he asked the medical staff to carry him to the backyard for medical treatment, and announced Muto's victory in public.

But what he never expected was that the second competition would follow immediately, and his opponent was already standing on the edge of the ring when Kuroki stepped off the stage.

just not

Too many people paid attention to him, and he seemed to be invisible and faded out of everyone's sight. People only knew the moment Kuroki was kicked out and did not notice his arrival.

What's going on? Muto was secretly surprised. How could a person with such a low sense of existence be chosen and sent to the ring? Isn't this making himself uncomfortable?

"Now let me make a pre-war introduction. This is our second contestant. He is a swordsman. He was worshiped by the contemporary sword master in the past. It is said that the two of them had the same origin and both belonged to the Sun.

Sword sect, I won’t introduce much about this sect. Interested viewers can go to the sword hall and ask. This sect is quite famous and you can find out clearly by just asking. Okay, without further ado, let’s start the competition.

.”

I thought this was really good? You only told me about his past, but you didn’t tell me his name! It would be disgraceful even if you were defeated.

As if he understood what Muto was thinking, the swordsman appeared in front of the audience and introduced himself.

"Those who are defeated by the sword do not deserve to have names. You can call me whatever you want." Just a casual sentence, and after saying it, he saw his eyes fixed on Muto. "I will not be kind to you like Kuroki. I am under orders.

Come to kill you, you'd better be prepared, but I will do it even if that person doesn't say anything, who calls you his son."

After he finished speaking, a centipede emerged from nowhere and wandered around him. The centipede was hundreds of feet long, with a body and thousands of legs. It stared at Muto with a ferocious face and bloodthirsty eyes. It looked like it was extremely hungry.

"Don't worry, don't worry, little baby, he will be your meal soon. I will let his blood, flesh and bones be digested in your stomach to avenge the harm that person did to me.

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The centipede wrapped around his body very spiritually and treated him with a friendly expression.

"Okay, it seems that the reminiscing between the two parties is over, so I would like to ask Player Muto again, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Knock me down, knock me down."

"Very good. Player Muto has finished his speech. Let us officially announce the start of the game."
Chapter completed!