I killed the film and television world

In the underground venue

At the end of the previous rounds, the audience even thought that they would never see such a fierce palm-to-flesh match again in tonight's game.

After all, Song Ren's simple and one-sided first palm strike almost completely killed the entire round.

As a result, the Nine Stars Challenge, which should have been the most popular and anticipated event for the audience, no longer had the noise and passion that should have been there in the audience seats.

There's no way, it's a completely one-sided kill.

Although the victory was beautiful enough, the visual effect was far from satisfactory.

The audience at the banquet was more interested in the exciting scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Rather than a match like Song Ren's where there was no suspense and no bloodshed.

It was not until the fat man appeared on the stage that the fierce aura that was completely different from the previous contestants was almost visible to the naked eye.

It was also at this moment that the audience who were almost asleep finally regained some energy, and a sense of anticipation emerged in their hearts.

In particular, when the fat man released an exceptionally ferocious and powerful aura, the audience in the audience couldn't help but straighten their backs.

But just when they were thinking about enjoying the show, Song Ren once again shattered the audience's expectations.

The difference is that this time the bloodiness will be carried out to the end.

Poof!
On the ring, the moment when blood and flesh splattered in fan shapes.

The audience stretched their necks at once, feeling as if something was blocking their throats!
Immediately afterwards, the footage began to be played in slow motion frame by frame on the large circular screen hanging from the ceiling!

The audience of more than a thousand people were able to enjoy the famous scene of explosion and killing from every angle.

The whole process was smooth and frictionless.

Compared to the fat man with overwhelming momentum, Song Ren's slap was still a simple and unpretentious one.

It’s just that every frame of flesh and blood being shattered under the camera looks particularly explosive.

This was probably the first time that the audience saw such realistic camera capture.

So much so that even among the audience members who had some special habits in their bones, there were some sounds of rumination.

on the ring

The referee wiped the blood and flesh splattered all over his body and stared blankly at the part of his lower body that was left.

Until a cold voice brought him back to his senses: "It's time to announce the results."

The referee shuddered, noticed Song Ren's gaze, and quickly responded, announcing the result of this round loudly.

The audience was still immersed in the scene just now, and most of them were looking at each other in confusion.

Although all contestants will sign a life and death contract before going on stage, the number of contestants who actually die in the ring is still a minority, not to mention such a tragic death.

So much so that after the fat man's body and blood were cleaned up by the staff, the audience no longer paid attention to whether Song Ren could complete the feat of nine stars in a row, but all looked at the final challenger.

A muscular man was sitting in the rest area, with his upper body naked like a wild animal, and he remained calm throughout the whole process.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but there was a silent sense of brutality.

As his player number was called out on the loudspeaker.

The strong man then looked up, and saw the starving ghost tattoo running along his chest and back, spreading from his neck to his entire face. Not much emotion could be seen in his dark eyes, and it seemed that he was not affected by the tragic death of the fat man.

In full view of everyone, he walked forward.

Along with the orderly footsteps, the tattoos of starving ghosts all over their bodies suddenly surged out. Countless ghosts and evil spirits wandered frantically in the huge underground venue, centered around Jing Jiannan.

The eerie sound of ghosts crying was endless, and the audience in the venue were frightened by the ghosts that filled the venue and their faces turned pale.

Jing Jiannan calmly walked to the front desk where the life and death contract was signed. After taking the life and death contract handed over by the other party, he sneered and said, "It's just a child's play of a weakling."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tore the life and death contract into pieces and threw them all away: "I don't need this kind of unrestrained drama."

wow——

There was an immediate uproar in the audience.

This contestant is really brave in speaking!
Even the female commentator started to praise the team before the game in an extremely passionate and loud manner.

In the camera image, the whole scene is focused on the face-to-face confrontation between Jing Jiannan and Song Ren on and off the stage.

The atmosphere at the scene became a little tense for a moment.

Until Jing Jiannan spoke again: "Referee, come here."

The referee was stunned, but still walked over. After all, the opponent's method of controlling the ghosts all over the field was indeed somewhat creepy.

Jing Jiannan said to him boldly: "For a competition of this level, you dare to let me use the same ring. I am already giving you face by just going through the motions."

The referee was stunned: "...What, what do you mean?"

"Humph, listen carefully!" The strong man glanced at the referee and said loudly with contempt: "I want to give up!"

referee:……

Audience: …

Did we hear it wrong?

He said abstention, right?

After Jing Jiannan finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

The scene was dead silent, with almost everyone's eyes following the imposing and cool silhouette of the muscular man who was leading hundreds of ghosts across the border.

"and many more."

Song Ren's voice came faintly.

The strong man stopped, turned around, raised his chin, and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "What's the matter?"

Song Ren smiled slightly: "Others can leave, but you can't."

Jing Jiannan snorted: "My legs are on my body, what gives you the right to do that?"

Song Ren said calmly: "Just because you are a demon, and because you have so many sins of killing, I will not be at peace if you don't die."

Jing Jiannan snorted and laughed, "Tsk, I have committed many sins? Are you kidding me? I am a good citizen who has been listed as one of the twenty-four filial citizens."

Song Ren was surrounded by a dark and murderous aura, and he raised his voice and said, "What you said is like praising me for being a kind-hearted scholar who is powerless. It's really scary."

"..." Jing Jiannan's expression gradually became more serious, and then he finally stopped pretending and lowered his voice: "Hey, can you give me a way out? Are you really going to force me into a dead end?"

Song Ren jumped down from the octagonal cage, saying as he walked, "You reap what you sow. If you die, you die. Don't blame others."

The ghostly cries of the numerous ghosts around Jing Jiannan became more and more intense: "Fuck, I voluntarily gave up to give you face, you really think I'm a soft persimmon!"

Song Ren smiled and walked closer.

The devil sobbing around Jing Jiannan was also getting stronger and stronger. The auras of the two sides collided, and there was a faint sense of surging that was about to explode.

When they reached more than a hundred meters, Song Ren's figure suddenly disappeared!

Boom!
There was a heavy dull thud of crashing.

The palm blade, which was surrounded by black thunder and true fire, stopped just an inch in front of Jing Jiannan's brow.

A drop of cold sweat seeped out of the corner of his forehead, and Jing Jiannan even felt a little suffocated just now.

Song Ren silently looked at the strong man kneeling in front of him. He finally stopped at the last moment, with a little surprise on his face.

Why did you look like you were ready to fight to the death just now?
Jing Jiannan performed a sliding kneel on the spot. He spoke again, his voice full of flattery, saying: "Hey, you are right, I am a soft persimmon, I hope you will show mercy."

"..." The change was quite big, Song Ren couldn't accept it for a while: "I still like your rebelliousness just now, please recover."

Hearing this, the strong man quickly got up, raised his chin, and snorted in a serious manner: "I'll give you a chance to spare my life. For a soft persimmon like me, if you miss this opportunity, there will be no next one."

"I advise you that you'd better take me as your slave, humph!"

Song Ren: ...What a talented person.

Jing Jiannan secretly glanced at Song Ren, and seeing that he had no expression on his face, he quickly turned back to a flattering face: "Boss, is this okay?"

Song Ren waved his hand and took out a corner of the talisman: "Come in by yourself."

Jing Jiannan glanced at the talisman, then observed Song Ren's expression. Although he hesitated for a moment, he still took the initiative to possess the talisman.

In the audience seats of the underground venue, people who watched the whole show were a little confused.

I originally thought it would be a life-and-death competition, but it turned out to be the most ridiculous one among the nine stars in a row.

However, at this moment, no one dared to ridicule the two people in the field.

After all, during the previous confrontation, that majestic confrontation of momentum was no joke.

Although it is not clear why he gave up so easily.

But judging from the results, Jing Jiannan was one of the only two who survived Song Ren's attack without getting hurt.

The other one is Niu Dali who faked a fall.

The two are worlds apart in terms of strength, but in terms of personality, they are equally shameless.

……

Tonight's somewhat absurd underground event ended inexplicably.

When the audience began to leave, Song Ren was also about to leave, but he received an invitation from the staff.

Two people dressed in black as bodyguards stood with the same staff member.

The staff member handed over a gold membership card with an apologetic smile and said, "Sir, Ms. Zheng from VIP Room 705 would like to invite you to dinner."

Song Ren glanced at the gold card in the other party's hand, waved his hand, and said:

"The evening is almost over, there's no dinner."

"Besides, I have no interest in those things. Please help me reject them."

The staff wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the bodyguards next to him. One of them said:

"Sir, Ms. Zheng is the richest person in the country and the sole controller of the huge Zheng assets."

"Her invitation is something that countless people can only dream of."

Song Ren was too lazy to listen anymore and just said, "Forget it. Everyone has their own aspirations. Money is just something outside of the body. I am not interested in that."

The bodyguard said, "In addition to money, there are also connections. I hope you will consider it carefully and give us brothers some face."

As they spoke, the two bodyguards revealed their identities, each of them exuding a powerful aura that was close to S-level.

Song Ren just smiled silently, turned around and left.

The two bodyguards' faces changed when they saw this, and they were about to catch up.

A black shadow suddenly burst out from the talisman hanging around Song Ren's waist.

It was the muscular man who was so funny before.

At this moment, the starving ghost was haunted, like a ghost, and the black energy surged and hit the two bodyguards who were caught off guard.

vomit!
Although they didn't have any strength, the two bodyguards fell to their knees on the spot, vomiting a large mouthful of blood. Their faces turned pale and they raised their heads to look at the muscular man whom they had just ridiculed.

The other party was looking down at him from a high position:

"How dare you, a lowly person, give orders to the big boss?"

"You're still eating, go eat shit!"

The two bodyguard brothers' faces turned pale, but they felt a sudden shock in their hearts:
S level? !

And it’s a special series!
Damn, this monster actually looked like that before!
Looking at the strong man in front of him with a fierce momentum and a completely different aura.

This arrogant aura is completely different from the ridiculous clown appearance he had during the previous match.

As if they thought of something, they looked at each other, and their peripheral vision once again looked at the back that was parked not far away, but they felt a sudden chill in their hearts for no reason.

Song Ren turned around and looked back: "Hasn't it been done yet?"

Upon hearing this, Jing Jiannan immediately put on a flattering smile on his face: "Boss, it will be ready soon."

Then he turned around, quickly changed his arrogant expression, and said disdainfully to the bodyguard brothers:

"If it weren't for the boss's kindness, you two would have died just now."

"Go back and tell your master that people must listen to advice, so that they can live longer. Don't spend all day dreaming about things that are out of your reach."

After saying that, the whole person turned into invisible black gas again, turned around and crashed into a triangular talisman hanging on Song Ren's waist.

The two bodyguards, with pale faces, helped each other to stand up, looked at each other, and then hurried back to the VIP room No. 705.

On the leather sofa in the VIP room.

A middle-aged woman with long burgundy hair was leaning against the back of the sofa, dozing with her eyes closed.

After hearing the reports from the two bodyguard brothers, she raised her lips slightly and murmured, "It has personality. I like it."

The bodyguard brother hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, the demon they just subdued is most likely S-level."

Ms. Zheng, who had long burgundy hair, stood up and looked out the French window at the gradually empty venue. She smiled and said, "Why, is S-rank very strong? Me too."

Suddenly, she frowned and turned her head.

The door of the VIP room was pushed open without warning.

However, the person who came in was the big boss of the underground venue and an acquaintance, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

The big boss obviously learned about the situation from the staff.

After entering, he said bluntly: "Axia, I advise you not to provoke him."

Ms. Zheng raised her eyes: "What do you mean?"

Big Boss: "Since we are all acquaintances, I still want to remind you that the opponent is not just S-level."

Ms. Zheng's expression changed slightly.

The big boss continued, "The roads near the military control area on the outskirts of the city have been gradually opened up in the second half of tonight."

Ms. Zheng frowned deeper and deeper: "Don't tell me that the land on the outskirts of the city was taken by that guy."

Big Boss: "It's about the same."

Ms. Zheng's expression suddenly changed completely.

Many demon hunters have explored the area on the outskirts of the city, but without exception, they all failed there, including some S-level demon hunters.

Even her own contracted demon ghost repeatedly reminded her to absolutely avoid that area.

I just didn't expect that the strange place was actually cleared by someone. (End of this chapter)