"That's the butcher Ponte, what is he going to do?"

"He walked towards the seat, was he trying to seize the last two empty seats or was preparing to challenge ten candidates."

"The guy with only 32oooooo's new gold dared to jump out so early, and he's very brave."

Someone recognized the identity of the butcher Ponte. When he saw him walking towards the seat, someone immediately stepped forward and tried to stop him. But soon he realized that he seemed to have misunderstood. Ponte did not come for the two empty seats, but walked straight towards the ten candidates.

He wants to challenge the candidates.

At this time, everyone seemed to have guessed Ponte's intention, and their eyes were a little uncertain and surprised.

Seeing someone walking towards this side, several candidates inadvertently looked up at Ponte, then closed their eyes again, and the contempt in their eyes flashed by.

Ponte did not care about the strange eyes of those people and continued to walk forward.

"Interesting, interesting." Paul looked at Ponte with a smile on his face.

Ashid glanced at Ponte, and a chill emanated from his gloomy face.

The Red Lion didn't even move his eyelids. He saw that his opponent was based entirely on his breath, and the aura emitted by Ponte was not worthy of being his opponent at all.

Long Qi, who was sitting in the position, chuckled slightly, with a little helplessness in his smile. He felt that Ponte seemed to be coming for him. It seemed that his candidate position was indeed a bit unconvincing, and he was actually the first person to be challenged.

It seems that his previous action not only did not act as a deterrent effect, but instead angered the fighting beast. Feeling the bloody aura and powerful fighting spirit on Pang Te's body, Long Qi slowly stood up.

"Are you here to find me?" Long Qi asked.

"I want to challenge you, I want to defeat you in the ring." Ponte said.

"It's really inexplicable confidence." Long Qi said, "Since you challenged me, I will give you this opportunity. I hope you can block my punch after awakening the blood power."

Seeing that Pang Te really wanted to challenge Long Qi, the contestants on the side were shocked and unbelievable. They were more expectant about the battle between the two, and wanted to take a chance to see Long Qi's strength.

After all, among the top ten candidates, Long Qi is the only person who is not famous in the south, and he is still in the position of the candidate.

"He really wants to challenge the candidate, and he is also the candidate who ranks first. This butcher is not crazy, right?"

"Long Qi? I have never heard of this person in the south. I don't know what strength he has, which can actually suppress the people of the three major forces in the ranking of candidates. This butcher may be able to test the depth of his strength."

"I'm afraid I'm defeated before I could test the depth of the other party."

"The butcher Ponte has a blood type with a bounty of 32 ooooooo, and it is not weak, so it shouldn't be so easy to defeat. I think that so-called candidate seems to be a little bit of a name."

"Hey, maybe you don't know yet. As soon as you entered the waiting area, Ponte had already challenged him and wanted to seize his ranking. What do you think of the result?" The man said, deliberately buying a snatch, and then continued to say under the urging of others, "Just one punch, butcher Ponte was knocked away by just one punch, breaking the stone pillar carrying the floor."

...

On the ring, the battle between Braku and boxer Yagang was still going on. After awakening the blood power, Yagang had a strong body, which was invulnerable to swords and guns. Moreover, the power of the fist increased by several times, with red eyes, and thundering everywhere like crazy, and bursts of fist winds sounded in his ears.

Braku has been wandering around Yagang with his agile figure, but his sharp claw prints cannot cut Yagang's skin. Instead, Yagang found an opportunity to hurt him with a punch.

"Hehe, do you think I can't do anything to you after awakening the blood power?" Braku was punched in the chest, and a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. After wiping the blood off the back of his hand, a ferocious and cold smile appeared on his face.

"If you say to tear you into pieces, you won't leave you with a complete arm." Braku said coldly, and blood-red and strange auras floated on his sharp claws.

With a leap, Braku pounced towards Yagang again.

Facing Yagang's oncoming fist Braku, he lowered his body and dodged, appeared behind Yagang's back, with a cold smile on his lips. The blood-covered claws slashed from behind with a "swish" sound, and bright red blood immediately splattered on the ground.

Braku's attack has broken through Yagang's physical defense after breaking through the blood species.

Facing Yagang who was rushing towards him like a crazy person, Braku looked cold and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood on his finger claws, looking a little weird.

"You dare to stop me from advancing with such a little strength, you really don't know how to live or die." Braku said, "Look at me to tear you into pieces."

Braku went straight toward Yagang, who was rushing towards him. His speed was too fast, and Yagang could not catch him at all. After the fist force was avoided, he became the fish under the sword and allowed him to slaughter.

The sharp claws wrapped in blood swung around Yagang quickly, finding the right opportunity, and directly slashed along Yagang's arm.

"Swish swish swish swish"

Each claw swing was accompanied by a string of flesh slipping off, and soon the blood dyed the cold ring red.

Even Yagang's blood-seeded body could not withstand such pain and torture. Soon Yagang's whole body was completely stained with blood, emitting a strong smell of blood, and was beyond recognition. Most of the flesh and blood on his arms were peeled off, revealing the bones inside.

Yagang's trembling and painful screams came to his ears, mixed with Braku's crazy laughter.

Braku had lost his eyes by blood, and his eyes were like crazy, with a lot of blood splattered on his face, and his arms seemed to have just been taken out of the blood pool.

Five minutes later, Yagang knelt on the ground with a plop. A strong man had turned into a bloody man at this time. The flesh and blood on his body was torn off by Braku with sharp claws, and the bones on his body were clearly visible. Yagang was lying in a pool of blood and was dying, relying on the power of the blood to maintain the last trace of vitality.

Braku stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his claws, his bloody eyes like wild animals.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's too weak. It's just that if you awaken the blood power." Braku said with some regret.

"Hoho, the winner has been decided. I announce that the black and white cat Braku, the No. 83 contestant, has advanced." The clown Bucks raised Braku's arms stained with blood and announced the result loudly, very excited.

There was a burst of cheers from the viewing platform, and I was very keen on this life-and-death struggle on the arena. No one would care whether Yagang, who lost the party, was alive or dead.
Chapter completed!