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Chapter 879 The Beginning of Killing

【That person actually walked into the fighting arena? 】

The most incredible thing is...

The Wang family acquiesced!
Some people swallowed and suddenly felt that they were not sitting so securely.

They wanted to get up and move their positions.

But at this time, there was a sound of running beside him.

When everyone looked at them, they saw all bright silver battle suits, with a round spiked arm shield in their left arm, a cold spear in their right hand, and three short spears for throwing on their backs.

These warriors wearing standard armor surrounded the entire area with swift efficiency.

Looking around, it is all silver, only a pair of black eyes are exposed.

The silent silence reveals an unusual strength.

A chill rose from the bottom of everyone's hearts, a team of pure warriors, fighting with pure cold weapons, throwing spears in the same way... This is the silver dead soldier of the Wang family! !
Anyone who has stayed in Yunzhou City must have heard the great reputation of the silver dead man!

Their most brilliant record was their battle to become famous when they debuted two years ago!
Three rounds of spear throwing to kill three eight-star behemoths!

The real fixed-point spike.

Now these silver dead soldiers appeared around silently.

People looked at Lu Ze again, with pity in their eyes.

Regardless of victory or defeat, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of here alive.

……

Three kilometers away from Lanshi Manor, the all-S-Class Mercedes-Benz fleet drove smoothly.

In the back row of the third car, Wang Wangbei and Xu Qian sat side by side.

At this time, the man with sunglasses and short hair in the co-pilot's seat tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Young master, a guest at Lanshi Manor clashed with the guard, and the guard was killed."

"And then?" Wang Wangbei's voice was calm.

"The guests have entered the arena."

"Oh?" Wang Wangbei finally had some interest in his eyes, "Which guest?"

"I heard it's a young man from the East China Sea Chamber of Commerce."

Wang Wangbei narrowed his eyes.

Xu Qian next to him seldom saw Wang Wangbei like this, so she couldn't help wondering, "You know him?"

Wang Wangbei shook his head and said with a gentle smile, "I don't know. Lanshi Manor is managed by Yi Shui. Since he has made a decision, I won't add anything to it."

The man in the sunglasses of the co-pilot nodded and stopped talking.

Wang Wangbei didn't continue this topic, but looked at Xu Qian with a doting smile on his face: "I'll go to Anxi tomorrow, together?"

"Okay." Xu Qian's voice was cold, especially pleasant in the small compartment.

……

……

Inside and outside the manor, two worlds.

Inside and outside the arena, there are also two worlds.

Zhao Hui raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Ze, his bald eyebrows looked particularly menacing, and he said slowly, "Little boy with a yellow mouth, speak boldly."

Every time a word came out, the ground under his feet sank a bit.

It seemed that his body was getting heavier as each word came out, and the breeze blowing over the arena occasionally carried broken blades of grass.

When these grass leaves passed by Zhao Hui, they fell strangely.

The air around Zhao Hui seemed to become heavy.

This detail made the pupils of those who noticed shrink.

Only then did they remember what kind of person Zhao Hun really was, the chief coach of the Yunzhou Panshan Gymnasium, a martial arts master who single-handedly deduced [Panshan Fist Intent] from the 7th level to the 8th level!

[Panshan Boxing Intent] The most important thing is thick, the body of the practitioner is like a rock, the endurance is long, and the breath is endless.

Fighting against each other, Zhao Hui is almost invincible.

So at this moment, looking back at Lu Ze's 1 second at the time, it is simply a joke!

However, no matter how the expressions of the guests changed, the young man in their eyes remained indifferent.

"Finished?"

A faint voice sounded, Lu Ze's eyes were calm, he didn't intend to pull out his palm at all, he still looked arrogant in the eyes of everyone.

In the sky, the butler Wu Wen looked down at Lu Ze, as if looking at a dead person, and said indifferently: "Start."

The contest begins.

The timer starts!
Three-dimensional projections emerge in the sky.

0.01 seconds--

The moment this number just appeared, people were subconsciously preparing to exchange glances, and Lu Ze moved.

Everyone's heart beat heavily, and the air wave they faced at that moment stiffened everyone's body.

The expressions were fixed on everyone's faces.

In the lingering sound of Wu Wen's "beginning", Lu Ze leaned forward and stepped forward——

The soles of the feet fell, and waves visible to the naked eye appeared on the ground, which was harder than fine steel.

In the preparation area, the eyes of the warriors waiting for the battle froze, and an indescribable terror enveloped their bodies.

Zhao Hui also sensed something was wrong, and raised his bald eyebrows.

With him as the center, within a radius of five meters, all floating objects landed at the same time.

His muscles swelled, his clothes ripped, and his bronze-colored skin was soaked in sweat like steel.

Zhao Hui raised his head and let out a thick roar, and pressed forward with both fists together.

"—Move like a mountain!"

The four-character sound as thick as iron fell.

Lu Ze flew up to face him, and the afterimage was frozen in everyone's field of vision.

His body was spinning in mid-air, his hands were never drawn out, his right knee was lifted up——

Afterimages flashed across the sky like slides, and Lu Ze's right foot kicked out at a straight angle with great power and beauty.

The sole of the foot and Zhao Huipanshan fisted each other.

boom!
A circle of air waves burst out vertically.

Zhao Hui stared angrily, and the bones behind his shoulders were pushed out suddenly.

"puff--"

The blood mist pulled out a straight line, and Zhao Hui flew horizontally like a shell fired from the chamber.

Bang bang bang!
The seats, glass, and walls behind him were smashed.

With both arms hanging limply in front of his body, Zhao Hui, who was covered in blood, straightened his upper body and looked straight at Lu Ze.

There was fear, anger, and disbelief in the eyes.

"You—poof!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the heart pulse maintained by the star power could no longer bear the powerful pumping of the heart, and it exploded instantly.

Zhao Hui's upper body that had just straightened up was weak and fell down, the brilliance in his eyes disappeared, his seven orifices bled, and he died!
The audience was in an uproar.

Because at this moment, the timer of the sky, is exactly 1.00 seconds!
"This……"

"It's really 1 second!"

All the guests, regardless of gender, felt their scalps tingle first, and then this feeling spread throughout their bodies.

Wang Yitong, the little princess of the second bedroom who had just been blown away, even forgot the pain on her face. She stared blankly at the dead Zhao Hui over there, and couldn't help shivering.

If he had just hit himself with this strength, his head would have been blown away.

Thinking of this, Wang Yitong actually shivered and shrank back in horror.

……

Wang Yishui was silent.

On the high platform, the martial artist and wine fanatic beside him opened his eyes.

The contempt in his eyes finally disappeared.

"Strength through the skin, straight through a hundred steps, what a handsome effort."

The thick voice attracted Wang Yishui's attention, and he said blankly, "Can you cut it, sir?"

The drunk man casually picked up a jar of white wine and sipped it.

The voice was muffled.

"Not to mention this manor, it is the entire Yunzhou City, there is no one who cannot be killed by me."

At this moment, the domineering finally appeared.

……

Lu Ze landed lightly, without even looking at Zhao Hui, just raised his eyelids slightly, and spoke indifferently.

"continue."

(End of this chapter)