Roger and Zhuoluo got in a car and went to the required competition location.

The competition location was selected in a closed suburb. When Roger and the others arrived there, many people were waiting. A full regiment of troops were guarding the surroundings, and no one dared to come here to disturb the candidates.

The military has set up twenty arenas, and there are still more than 10,000 candidates in total. In other words, five thousand battles are needed, but that is only half of them are eliminated, and the final number of admissions can only be 200.

"All candidates should pay attention. Now start collecting the number cards and then wait for the competition to begin." A strong man stood in the middle and shouted to everyone.

His voice was very powerful, and he could calm down tens of thousands of people present without a loudspeaker, which shows how strong his strength was.

So the candidates obediently received the number plate from the officers.

In front of Roger was a boy who was about 1.9 meters tall. His bronze skin and developed bones made him look very tough.

Roger stood behind him and waited to receive the number plate, but the boy suddenly turned around.

"You are Roger, aren't you?" the boy said, staring at Roger's face.

Roger was a little surprised. How could anyone know him here?

"Yes, do you know me?" Roger said in confusion.

The boy showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, lowered his head and said to Roger, "You injured Shemus, right?"

Roger suddenly became alert. This man knew that he had injured Shemus. Who was he?

Roger narrowed his eyes and said, "Who are you? How did you know?"

The boy continued to smile and said, "Shemus is my little brother. My name is Adi. Remember my name and I will kill you!" Although Adi said with a smile, the coldness in his tone made Roger feel it deeply.

Looking at the high raised temples of Asian, Roger knew that this guy's strength should not be underestimated. "I heard that you are a swordsman, right? But weapons are not allowed in this duel, you will die at my hands!" the boy said with a smile.

Roger raised a curve on his lips and leaned over to Adida and said, "Do you fight psychological warfare? You are very smart, but I am not defeated so easily. Who will fall down then?"

Adeno sneered and said contemptuously, "Don't let me meet you, otherwise..." He made a neck cut position.

Roger said coldly, "All you can accompany me."

It was soon Aidian and Roger's turn. Aidian received No. 769 and Roger received No. 770.

Roger and Zhuo Luo walked aside and waited for the game to begin.

"Who was that kid just now? I think he was having a good chat with you." Zhuo Luo asked.

"It's a good chat? Haha, Zhuo Luo, that kid is Shemus's elder brother. He just said he wanted to ruin me. If you meet him, you must be careful. I think this person's strength is terrifying." Roger instructed Zhuo Luo.

Zhuo Luo also became alert. He looked at the seat of Aidian, and Aidian smiled at him.

"This kid doesn't seem to be a good guy, we really have to be careful." Zhuo Luo said with caution.

The strong officer started shouting loudly again, and the pair of teenagers began to step onto the ring and compete.

"Start!" With the officer's order, the teenagers used their greatest ability to fight.

"No. 853 vs. No. 1453." The officer's voice rang. Zhuo Luo looked at his number plate and said to Roger, "It's time for me, I'm going up."

"come on!"

Zhuo Luo handed his number card to the officer and then stepped onto the ring.

Zhuo Luo's opponent is a thin and weak boy, but Zhuo Luo dares not be careless. No one who can enter this stage of the competition is Yi Qie.

Although Zhuo Luo did not have a knife, his skills in his hands were not weak.

Zhuo Luo bent down slightly, and his body was like a strong bow, and he could explode at any time.

The boy opposite him started the attack first, swept his legs toward Zhuo Luo.

Zhuo Luo's body suddenly burst out, his left hand fisted, and he did not avoid or avoid, and directly hit the boy's thigh.

The two of them felt a powerful force coming from each other's body at the same time, and almost staggered at the same time. Zhuo Luo reacted faster and immediately adjusted his condition. He jumped up and slashed at the young man into a knife.

The boy was still in the state just now and didn't react. Seeing Zhuo Luo attacking, he had no time to avoid it, so he could only roll on the spot and barely avoid Zhuo Luo's palm knife.

What was unexpected was that his body flipped from the ground like a top, and then a whip kicked Zhuo Luo's chest. This time, Zhuo Luo had no time to react, and Zhuo Luo's body was kicked away.

"Damn it!" Zhuo Luo cursed inwardly, but he didn't expect that he still looked down on this guy.

The boy showed a honest smile and his fist in his hand slammed at Zhuo Luo.

Zhuo Luo suddenly stood up, punching the boy's fist against each other. The two of them took a step back at the same time. What you can see was a red mark on both of them, which shows how powerful the two of them were.

"It seems that I can't hold back." The boy said to Zhuo Luo.

Zhuo Luo raised his eyebrows. Has this guy not used all his strength yet?

The boy suddenly looked at the ground with his right foot, and a crack appeared in the hard ring. "What a terrible power!" Zhuo Luo was secretly shocked.

The boy then jumped up, rolled in the air, kicking Zhuo Luo at his leg. Zhuo Luo knew that he had no way to take the whip leg, so he could only avoid it. Unexpectedly, the boy's right leg stepped on the ground, but his body rotated and kicked Zhuo Luo at his left foot.

Zhuo Luo had no choice but to raise his arms to block it. "Bang!" A sound sounded, and Zhuo Luo felt a sharp pain in his arm, "Tm!" Zhuo Luo couldn't help but swear.

The boy was even more excited when he saw the blow succeed. His legs kept popping out like a spring. Zhuo Luo could only keep dodging, looking very embarrassed.

"What should I do? I must find a way to fight back. No, I can't panic." Zhuo Luo said in his heart.

He endured the severe pain and kept dodging, but the ring was only that big in total, and soon he had nowhere to hide.

When the boy launched another attack, Zhuo Luo had an idea, bent down and took a step from under, then grabbed the boy's body and threw it into the ring.

"Ah!" The young man couldn't help but scream. This time he suffered a big loss, but Zhuo Luo didn't plan to let him go. His fists fell like raindrops, and the young man screamed repeatedly, "I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" The young man shouted quickly.

Zhuo Luo then stopped, "Winning No. 853 will enter the next round." The referee said loudly.

Zhuo Luo gasped, covered his arms and walked off the ring, and then went to see the doctor.
Chapter completed!