Reincarnation Paradise: Start with an original sin object

Chapter 7 Cold Star

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Babetta knocked on Xinghan's door.

"Is it time?"

Xinghan opened the door and stepped out.

Xinghan put on a jet-black outfit today, which looked a bit like a Chinese tunic suit, but the joints, waist and abdomen were cut to make it more suitable for martial arts.

Seeing Xinghan dressed up today, Babetta's eyes lit up and she felt that Xinghan had the temperament of a martial arts master today.

However, Xinghan's first words made him speechless: "You have to prepare a lot of food for me tonight. The more energy it contains, the better."

Babetta was stunned and said: "Are you going to prepare a celebration banquet in advance? Just arrange it after these games are over."

"No."

Saiyans' fighting power will drop rapidly when they are hungry. They have to fight 8 times in a row at night, so they need a lot of food to prepare for emergencies.

"I see. Do you have any requirements on the type and taste of food?" Babetta asked.

"There is no requirement. The higher the energy density, the better." Xinghan replied.

Babetta made a call and the call was quickly connected.

Half a minute later, the phone hung up.

"Get it, tonight you will get an unlimited supply of space nutritional paste. This nutritional paste is a perfect ratio and extremely high in calories. Ordinary people can eat one tube and not be hungry for a day."

Xinghan nodded. He had a new understanding of Babetta's connections. This kind of thing cannot be obtained in a short time if you have money.

I don’t know why such a person got to this point and would take risks just for money.

The two arrived at a bar in a floating car.

A blood-red neon sign hung at the door of the bar, which read 'Happiness Street Bar'.

Walking into it, Xinghan found that it was much deserted compared to ordinary bars.

It is now close to six o'clock in the evening, when the nightlife begins.

However, there were only a few people in this bar, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

Barbetta walked to the bar and sat down, ordered two cocktails, and placed a silver card covertly in the bartender's hand while taking the wine glasses.

The bartender looked normal.

The bartender didn't speak until Xinghan and Babetta finished drinking the wine in their glasses.

"You two distinguished guests, please move to the private room. Your friend is waiting for you."

Babetta looked at Xinghan and the two followed the bartender towards the depths of the bar.

After passing through three secret doors and four downward steps, the bartender stopped in front of a huge arch.

Xinghan was sure that he was already dozens of meters deep underground.

The bartender opened the arch, and a burst of air mixed with alcohol and sluggishness mixed with bursts of noise rushed towards the face.

This is a venue the size of a football field, with surrounding spectator stands large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

In the center of the field, there is a huge iron cage.

The space at the bottom of the iron cage is half the size of a football field and more than 20 meters high. It is covered with spikes and black filth.

"This is the underground boxing ring, and the iron cage in the center is your stage tonight."

Babetta introduced Xinghan, the bartender had left, and the huge arch slammed shut behind Xinghan.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the player waiting area."

Xinghan followed Barbeta around to the bottom of the stands, which was a huge room with the door facing the entrance of the central iron cage.

Xinghan followed Babetta into the room, where six people were already waiting.

I don’t know if the organizer did this deliberately, but arranged Xinghan and the eight people who were challenged in the same waiting room.

Obviously, this situation exceeded Babetta's expectations.

He turned around and was about to take Xinghan out of the room and find a waiting room with the organizer.

But it was obviously too late, and a loud noise sounded in everyone's ears like a bell.

"Is it you, an ant, who wants to challenge me?"

Xun Sheng looked around and saw a majestic figure shrouded in black robes.

The lizard tail exposed under the black robe and the fangs under the hood made it clear that it was not a human warrior.

Xinghan pulled Babette aside and warned, "Don't worry, I just need to prepare the nutritional ointment I need."

After saying that, Xinghan walked towards the black-robed figure.

"Ki Long, right? You can't wait to be killed by me?"

"court death!"

Ji Lang pulled off his robe and threw it towards Xinghan.

The thin robe was like a cannonball under the huge force of the flying dragon Jilang, carrying the strong wind and hitting Xinghan.

Xinghan wanted to dodge, but behind him was Babetta.

Babetta had no ability to take Kilang's angry blow.

In desperation, Xinghan had no choice but to accept it forcefully.

Quickly reaching forward with his left hand, Xinghan grabbed a corner of the robe and felt a huge force coming from his palm down his arm.

Xinghan didn't panic and used the 'Inch Gold Silk Lock' to remove the power. With a wave of his arm, he changed the trajectory of the black robe.

The black robe hit the wall with a bang, leaving a large pit with a diameter of one meter densely covered with spider webs.

Before Xinghan could relax, a fist as big as a watermelon appeared in front of him.

Ji Lang took advantage of Xinghan's black robe and rushed forward, using the cover to attack Xinghan.

Xinghan had no choice but to push forward with both palms, and exchanged a blow with Jilang.

The two met head-on, and their fists and palms intersected, which actually caused strong winds.

The two were separated as soon as they touched each other. Xinghan took more than ten steps back before he regained his balance, while Ji Lang only took two steps back.

Xinghan judged that Jilang's strength attribute was at least 15 points, and he had a weight advantage. Under normal conditions, Xinghan should not be able to compete with him. Just when Xinghan and Jilang were about to fight again, a voice sounded from outside the door.

"Stop! Private fighters are disqualified from the competition and will be expelled from Babaia Island forever!"

A staff member wearing a black suit and sunglasses walked in from the door.

Seeing the staff, Xinghan immediately stopped his posture, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Jilang opposite.

Ji Lang didn't dare to make a mistake and returned to his seat to sit down.

The staff member was just an ordinary person, but he was able to stop two highly skilled martial artists from fighting. The background of the underground boxing ring was clearly revealed.

As for why he stopped the two people after they fought, Xinghan could roughly understand what the organizer was thinking.

Despite Babetta's guarantee, the organizer did not understand Xinghan's strength after all.

Put Xinghan and the challenger together, and a martial arts master with a bad temper, such as Feilong Jilang, will most likely be unable to resist taking action.

In this way, Xinghan's foundation can be tested. If he is really vulnerable, the organizer can find a way to save it before the challenge begins.

The result is that Xinghan at least has the ability to fight against Jilang head-on. As for whether he can defeat Jilang, or even the four players behind him in the order of appearance, they are not within the scope of the organizers' consideration.

"Is this Mr. Xinghan? I've admired him for a long time." The staff greeted Xinghan.

Xinghan nodded.

Babetta had already left the waiting room at this time, presumably to prepare the nutritional ointment Xinghan needed.

The staff member took out nine pieces of paper from his arms and handed them to Xinghan and other seven people present.

"This is a life and death certificate. Please read it carefully and sign it."

"There are still two people who have not arrived yet. I will wait here for their arrival."

Xinghan picked up the life and death certificate. The content on it was very simple.

In a nutshell:

①You are responsible for your own life and death;

②As long as they come to power, at most one of them can survive;

③Those who violate the above two rules will be hunted to death.

"Overbearing and cruel rules."

Xinghan didn't have a pen with him, so he simply bit his finger and pressed his fingerprint.

The staff member was halfway through taking the pen out of the bag. When he saw this scene, he smiled slightly.

"Please press your fingerprints."

One of the martial arts masters said in a loud voice: "It's best to give me a pen."

Everyone looked at the sound and saw that it was a strange man covered in steel.

"I can't break my defense myself, so I can't press the bloody fingerprint."

The Iron Man's tone seemed helpless, but he was actually quite proud.

Xinghan glanced at the Iron Monster, which was his second chosen opponent.

The opponent is known as "Earth's strongest defense", but in fact it poses the least threat to Xinghan among all opponents.

The staff put away the signed life and death certificates, took a chair and sat by the door.

There was less than an hour before the ring started. Xinghan found a place to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.

The two players who haven't arrived yet are the third and seventh players on Xinghan's list. They don't know why they haven't shown up yet.

It was nearly eight o'clock, and the stands were almost full of spectators.

The No. 1 Martial Arts Club in the World is about to launch, and the world's powerful, wealthy, warlords, and gangsters have gathered on Babaya Island. These people are all members of the underground boxing ring.

Tens of thousands of people may seem like a lot, but compared to the world's population, it can be said to be a drop in the bucket.

The remaining two contestants had not yet appeared, so the staff stood up and left without looking back.

Suddenly, a magnetic voice sounded in the venue.

“Dear gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the first ‘Extreme Challenge’!”

A blonde-haired host slowly walked out from the waiting area on the other side of the venue, attracting countless cheers and shouts.

"Your time is precious, so without further ado, first of all, I would like to invite our challenger to the stage!"

The host pointed to the door of the waiting room from a distance.

"Invite Hanxing!"

Xing Han was stunned for a moment, and quickly thought that "Han Xing" was calling him. It should be the code name given to him by the organizer who felt that his name was not domineering enough.

Shaking his head, Xinghan stood up and walked towards the exit under the gaze of the six murderers.

Ji Lang even made a 'wipe his throat' gesture towards Xing Han.

Ignoring the malice and provocation, Xinghan walked out of the door and walked towards the iron cage.

People in the stands were talking a lot.

"This is "Han Xing"? From the name, I thought he was a muscular man. "

"She's so thin. She doesn't look as good as my two bodyguards, but she looks pretty good."

"No matter how good-looking you are, it will only turn into a pile of rotten meat later. By the way, have you made any bets?"

"Of course I bet. I bet 10 that he won't survive one round."

"Me too."

"You are too conservative. I bet 20 that he can survive two rounds and lose within one minute of the third round."

"You are both younger brothers. I bet 100 million so he can survive to the end."

"Hahahaha, then your money will be wasted..."

"It's just a small amount of money, use it to win a big deal, hahaha..."

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