Chapter 239: 1 group of garbage, come to war (2/2)
Someone laughed: ”When the game starts, there should be lively watching in the third area.”
”Yeah, when more than three hundred people collectively aim at one, it will be a miracle if they can last more than half a quarter of an hour.”
The big brothers laughed.
Jun Chang smiled and ignored, and secretly said, ”Xing Chen, this first round of melee is a bit cruel. Don't let this seat down.”
At this moment, the host of Puyang City announced aloud: ”The 66th Pingyang County Martial Arts Competition has officially started, and participants are invited to enter their respective divisions.”
”It's about to start!”
”I can't wait!”
”This time the contestants are good, they will be wonderful!”
...
There are eight playing fields in each field, and each field is about half the size of a football field.
The night star who dispatched on behalf of Iron Bone was placed in the No. 3 area. When he came over, more than 300 nearby contestants cast their eyes.
no doubt.
They were all locked in this foreign county contestant, and after the competition started, they would unanimously go out.
This is too bullying, right?
No way, the martial arts of Pingyang County are much better.
If you come from a field to participate, then you need to be targeted.
Except for the powerful martial arts who challenge challenges and excitement, they will occasionally give it a try.
”Boy.”
A contestant passed by in front of Ye Xingchen and whispered, ”Don't cry when the fight starts.”
cry?
Ye Xingchen remembered this guy.
...
All the members are in place. The eight competition areas accommodate more than 2,000 participants. Looking down from above, the picture is quite shocking.
”First round, start!”
Slightly, the owner of Liyang City shouted aloud.
”Whoo!”
Suddenly, the participants of the eight divisions will repair each of them as an explosion, and the diffusion of spiritual power is still quite powerful.
When the game officially started, most of the watchers in Taiwan watched their matches and turned their attention to Ye Xingchen.
People from outside the county.
Please experience my hospitality in Pingyang-gun!
”brush!”
A martial artist in the third division took the lead and rushed from behind, his fists condensed psionic energy.
”Snapped!”
Ye Xingchen turned, grabbed his fist with one palm, and said, ”Trash.”
”This……”
The contestant's face changed.
”Click!”
Ye Xingchen grasped with five fingers, and the sound of the broken bones suddenly came, and then his body went backwards, avoiding another person's attack, and kicked his feet.
”Oh!”
”Click!”
The second attacking warrior did not stand firmly, was kicked in the chest, and his ribs broke instantly.
”Ah!”
The two contestants screamed in pain.
”brush!”
Ye Xingchen threw out the guy who crushed the bones of his hands, and then stepped on the dragon walk to appear in front of a warrior ~~ directly clasped on his left shoulder, smiled eeriely: ”You have the chance to cry None. ”
”Click!”
”what----”
The warrior who was crushed by the shoulder bones suddenly screamed.
Yes.
He didn't even have the chance to cry.
Because the pain came unexpectedly, the heartbreaking lungs came, and the tears didn't begin to gather, and the person was fainted to the ground.
boom! boom!
Ye Xingchen turned around, reached out with his fists, and struck out two competitors.
Standing proudly in the competition area, sweeping away more than 300 Pingyang County contestants around, looked indifferently: ”A group of garbage, let's fight.”
(End of this chapter)