Lord of the Star Ocean

"let me go!"

Zhu Xingyu, who was held in the hands of the arbitrator warrior, struggled desperately. His eyes were red, like a savage beast driven into a desperate situation. His eyes were full of unwilling violence and anger: "I didn't admit defeat, I still want to fight him!"

The anger of such a strong defeat of self-esteem and self-confidence even made this genius child of the Zhu family forget to ignore his broken arm and the pain caused by the severe injury.

His heart is even more painful, he does not admit defeat, does not want to lose, does not want to lose!

"You have already lost..."

However, the arbitration warrior was upset and threw him off the ring: "This is the rule!"

The arbitrator didn't think there was anything wrong with his verdict. If he hadn't rescued Zhu Xingyu just in time, the kid would have been lying on the ground, how could he be barking like crazy.

However, if he was annoyed, the arbitrator was still very measured, and directly threw Zhu Xingyu to the doctor who was guarding under the ring, and the latter was responsible for treating Zhu Xingyu's injuries.

Every year in the Martial Arts Trials on the Star Platform, some people unfortunately die. It is normal for both sides to be injured in the fierce battle. Therefore, the City Lord's Mansion will hire skilled doctors and alchemists to garrison the scene to treat the injured in time.

"I didn't lose, I didn't lose!"

Zhu Xingyu was not reconciled to being thrown out of the ring, but at this time, no matter how loudly he shouted, he would only embarrass himself even more, and was soon forcibly taken to another place to heal his injuries.

On the west ring, Nie Feng stood proudly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who else?"

He did not invite the battle by name like Zhu Xingyu did. He also chose to defend the ring, and issued a battle announcement to all the opponents who were drawn in the West Ring.

There was silence around the arena, many star warriors looked at each other, but no one stood up immediately.

The duel between Nie Feng and Zhu Xingyu just now was clearly seen by everyone. Many people thought they were no match for Zhu Xingyu. How could they defeat Nie Feng who defeated Zhu Xingyu?

So they didn't say anything, and hoped that others would challenge Nie Feng.

The competition of points is not a game to determine the winner or loser, it is a point, and there are ten finalists, today is the first day of the martial arts test, why bother to expose your own details, or even seek self-humiliation?

As a result, you don't move and I don't move, there is a cold field in the area where Xi Lei belongs, and no one responds!

For Nie Feng in the ring, such a scene is not only not embarrassing, but a kind of honor.

Cao Xing'an, who was sitting among the contestants in the Xilei, stared at Nie Feng, clenched and loosened his fist in his right hand, feeling extremely jealous in his heart, jealous of Nie Feng's limelight at this moment, and hated himself for not being able to replace him.

In fact, it is very simple for him to replace Nie Feng as the champion, just go on stage and defeat Nie Feng. However, he has no courage to challenge, like a mouse hiding in a ditch staring at a cheetah galloping across the ground.

"Who will fight me again?"

Nie Feng asked again, but he didn't say anything sarcastic, but the effect of asking twice was almost the same.

According to the rules of the martial arts trial, if no one comes up to challenge, then the arbitration warrior can announce that Nie Feng has successfully defended the competition, and he will be directly promoted to the final round!

Finally someone couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly got up and shouted, "I'm coming!"

The challenger was burly and rough-looking, with dark skin and a full beard. He looked weather-beaten and did not look like a young man, but since he was eligible to participate in the Star Martial Arts Trial, he must not be older than twenty-five years old.

Under everyone's gaze, he stepped onto the ring with big strides, his heavy steps creaking on the steps, and soon stood opposite Nie Feng.

"A fifty-six, Lu Shanhe, come to challenge the ring master!"

The arbitration warrior glanced at him, and after verifying the identity of the opponent, he nodded and said, "Quasi-war!"

Under the arena, everyone talked a lot, because no one knew the origin of this burly warrior, and they hadn't even heard of his name, so they couldn't help being a little more curious.

Lu Shanhe turned his head, he raised his arms and clasped his hands, moving his muscles and bones left and right, and the joints of his whole body made a crisp sound.

The challenger stared at Nie Feng and asked, "Do you want to choose a weapon? Or empty-handed?"

The challenger has the priority to choose the fighting method. He didn't choose the weapon first, but asked Nie Feng, which was a bit interesting. Nie Feng smiled lightly: "You choose the weapon, I will still use my fist!"

He shook his fist at the opponent.

In fact, in the fight with Zhu Xingyu, Nie Feng did not really display his boxing strength. Others looked thrilling, but in fact Nie Feng had more to say.

He has put in the most hard work in the True Shape Tiger Fist, and has cultivated this set of advanced fighting skills to the essence. It is the time when the fist needs to be sharpened, so how can he give up the fist and use the knife?

Lu Shanhe is a top black iron warrior. He looks more like an experienced hunter, not the kind of elite child carefully cultivated by the family.

Such an opponent is exactly what Nie Feng likes.

True Form Tiger Fist wants to break through the limit of the marrow and reach the highest peak. It is no longer effective to rely on hard training. Only by constantly challenging the strong to sharpen oneself can we find the opportunity to enter the extreme!

"Since you don't use weapons, I'll use my fists to accompany you..."

Lu Shanhe was not surprised by Nie Feng's answer, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's see if your punch is hard enough, or mine is hard enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the tailbone, and the whole person's aura changed violently, as if a dormant beast had just finished warming up and was about to launch a bloody and tragic hunt for its prey!

In terms of momentum alone, Lu Shanhe's performance has steadily surpassed that of Zhu Xingyu in front. He dared to challenge Nie Feng on stage, no doubt he has real strength.

The eyes of the spectators around Xi Lei all lit up, and many of them had sharp eyesight, and they nodded secretly.

Although Lu Shanhe's reputation is not obvious, his cultivation strength and experience are quite extraordinary. The possibility of defeating Nie Feng is very high, and he is worth wooing.

Most of the people who came to the central square today, especially the VIPs on the viewing platform, were not just to watch the fun or pay attention to their own family's performance, but also to discover and recruit talents.

If a family wants to continue to grow, relying on internal development alone is far from enough. The right way is to constantly absorb new blood, and every year there are always some warriors who do not belong to the family stand out in the star stage martial arts competition.

For example, Nie Feng and Lu Shanhe who are on Xilei at this moment!

"Three punches..."

Facing Lu Shanhe's domineering provocation, a smile appeared on the corner of Nie Feng's lips. He opened his clenched fist with three fingers and said, "If you can receive three punches from me, the position of champion will be yours!"

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