At the beginning of the competition, some people seemed to have agreed and rushed towards the ring as soon as possible!

Because there are too many participants, there are some considerations in setting up the arena. Three arenas are opened on the first day, two are opened on the second day, and only one is opened on the third day.

At this time, just after the initial order was issued, more than a dozen people rushed towards the ring.

It is said that there was a joke in the previous few sessions. There was a very powerful martial artist who was slow to get the ring because of his slow movements. He never played the show until the end of the game. He didn't know whether it was true or not. Anyway, it was a very stupid story.

"These people are also very interesting." Bai Xingjie was a little interested in seeing it, but he was not in a hurry to leave.

The end of the first round was a bit long. The six players in the three arenas are not much different in strength, so they are quite interesting when they fight together.

After watching it, Bai Xingge had another question, "If the person who won the final victory on the first day, would he have to continue the competition on the second day?"

"Well, yes, if you don't appear on stage within the specified time the next day, it will be equivalent to giving up the game." Zeng Minghai looked more serious than Bai Xing's. He was considering which round he would go.

Bai Xingge suddenly had an idea, "You said if I won the ring for three days in a row..."

"No, don't, I know you are powerful, but it's not like this. You can exhaust you to death!" Zeng Minghai quickly stopped him. This is not a good idea, and no one has ever succeeded. No matter how powerful a master is, he can't stand up for three days of wheel battle!

Bai Xing was so tired that she didn't feel that she would be exhausted. She just felt that there was no need for this. If she could give more money, she would be more motivated.

"Then you go up quickly. After watching your game, I will go back to rest." These days, she may have been idle after finishing her work. She always wanted to sleep a little depressedly. Seeing that there was nothing she had to do here, she wanted to go back to sleep.

"Okay, I'll go up after another round!"

In the third round, Zeng Minghai took the lead in the second arena. His opponent was a short foreigner, wearing a painted black clothes, which was very different from Da Zhao's style, with a pale complexion, and he didn't look very healthy.

Zeng Minghai didn't like this opponent very much, nor did he think about fighting him, but in the last round, this man took extremely ruthless action. Not only did he knock out the martial artist he knew, but he also added a hidden weapon. If the martial artist had not been able to dodge quickly, he would have almost died.

So even though he knew that people in this country liked to play with the silly, he still came up angry.

"If you have the ability, don't play tricks. There are so many martial arts competitions in your country, no one in your country can win first place, right?" Zeng Minghai didn't know if he was infected by Bai Xing's words, and his words were so straightforward.

Many people around him laughed when they heard this, especially the people from the Great Zhao Kingdom, who even applauded and cheered Zeng Minghai. Obviously, they didn't like that little player very much!

It was just a pity that although the small player looked ugly, he was more confused because he had only a few understandings of Da Zhao Mandarin and could only understand a few words!

However, although the little player didn't understand it very much, he felt the mockery and didn't say hello. He suddenly took action with a hint of anger. The behavior was no different from a sneak attack.

Bai Xingge saw this and twitched. No wonder Zeng Minghai said that these people should be on guard. Judging from the sneak attack posture, they were more skillful than those assassins, and their moves were directly at the critical point.

"Be careful, young master!" The others in the Zeng family boxing gym couldn't help but shout.

Since Zeng Minghai chose this short player, he was naturally guarded. He was not the one who had no experience, but wanted to gain a little fame through this competition and teach these people who didn’t like it a lesson!

Zeng Minghai dodged almost the moment the opponent took action, and counterattacked back at an extremely fast speed. His set of boxing techniques was very open and closed. Although he was not as strong as Bai Xing's strength and speed, he was two points better than Bai Xing's in routine.

Although there is a saying that no move is better than a move, in fact, the moves passed down after thousands of hard work have extremely powerful advantages. Otherwise, who would learn those routines and just go up and fight for a while.

The battle lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and finally ended with Zeng Minghai knocking his opponent out of the ring with one punch.

The short player who was knocked out of the ring vomited blood and fainted on the spot, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.

"Hmph!" Zeng Minghai snorted coldly, took a short rest, and welcomed his next opponent, who was still a short player!

The audience who saw this scene all laughed dissatisfiedly, "This group of little dwarfs hold grudges like this. Isn't it obvious that they are looking for trouble?"

"It's not voluntary for others to be short. If you slap a little short, can't you keep some politeness?"

"Bah, what kind of verbal etiquette is left with this group of people? Shortness is not a disadvantage. My younger brother is so short, but my younger brother lives openly and honestly. But look at them, you can tell that sneak attacks. There are so many competitions in the world, either sneak attacks or plotting. It's so fucking boring!"

The audience was so angry about this group of small dwarf contestants. It turned out that everyone was not called by the small dwarf. After all, it was not a big deal to curse people, and it was nothing short. It was so cute that it was not a dwarf in anyone else. This was not a big problem.

But the problem is that these people are really too yin, and not even one is evil, but each one is evil, and every year is evil, which makes the audience get tired of watching it!

It is said that in these competitions, no one is willing to go upstairs or a more popular one. However, these little guys are also very scheming. When going upstairs, they like to pick soft persimmons, which is also a bit helpless.

"Hmph, another one comes up to find a fight!" Although Zeng Minghai had just fought for one round and had consumed a lot of energy, he was definitely not afraid of seeing this little dwarf with the same outfit coming up!

The two of them quickly fought together. Zeng Minghai still had a big boxing technique, and quickly suppressed his opponent. But just when everyone thought he was sure to win, the dwarf suddenly pulled out a piece of software from his waist and scratched Zeng Minghai's neck!

"Be careful!"

"Damn, this little dwarf really attacked again!"

"This group of despicable and shameless little guys are so fucking annoying!"

The audience was so angry that they cursed, Zeng Minghai also cursed in his heart, dodging away in a little embarrassed manner, but his clothes were still scratched.

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Chapter completed!