As he spoke, the sect leader pointed to Zhang Hongbing, who had blocked Fang Qiang's blow on the arena: "Look at them fighting fiercely on the arena. They're willing to risk their lives. But on the battlefield, they're comrades-in-arms. They might even sacrifice themselves to save the other."

Lü Jianguo was startled. The other disciples of the Three Emperors Cannon Hammer Sect were also puzzled:

"Why?"

"Master, I keep hearing about battlefields. But where exactly is the battlefield? And who are the enemies?"

"Where exactly is the fighting taking place?"

"Who exactly is our enemy?"

"..."

The sect leader chuckled and said, "You are not qualified to know now. Those below the level of internal energy are not worthy of understanding!"

"..."

"what!"

Suddenly, a roar erupted from the arena.

Fang Qiang's eyes were bloodshot, and one of his arms had disappeared at some point.

The two stopped and remained standing in their respective corners.

At this time, the whole place was silent.

Before anyone could be seen, they made contact and then separated abruptly; one of them had already lost an arm!

At this moment, the big stars backstage stood frozen in place, staring at Fang Qiang's bleeding arm. They couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A South Korean actress cried out in a tearful voice, "How could it be so cruel? He... that old man chopped off his hand?"

"Don't they care? Don't the organizers care?"

"They've already cut off one of their arms, are they just going to ignore it?"

"Quick, get him to the hospital!"

"..."

Hundreds of big stars were stunned backstage.

They didn't watch the live stream yesterday; they missed the brutal battles that resonated with the clash of bones, and the arena fights with a mortality rate as high as 40%!

They were stunned!

This contradicts the education they received.

The doctor was clearly standing right below the ring, so why didn't he do anything?

Just then, Zhang Hongbing, who seemed to have the upper hand, suddenly vomited blood and knelt on the ground, spitting out his own abdomen...

After letting go.

Countless people were in an uproar.

But then, a hole appeared through Zhang Hongbing's abdomen, revealing his back through the front. Only then did everyone notice that Fang Qiang's 6.5-point rod was dripping blood…

'hiss--'

All the celebrities took a deep breath, utterly terrified.

Just then, Zhang Hongbing suddenly stood up again, twirling his plum blossom sword: "Kill!"

Before the words had even faded, the person vanished from the scene.

Fight again.

Three seconds later, a cold light suddenly flashed across the sky above the arena.

With a 'whoosh' sound.

A bolt of lightning struck.

But then, stones flew everywhere on the arena, and a deep, bottomless groove about an inch wide was cut into the arena.

With a 'boom'.

The entire venue erupted in a roar.

"Fuck!"

"What power is this?"

"Is this the power of an expert with internal energy?"

"He actually cut a groove into the solid marble ring."

"That sword..."

"My God, is this even human?"

"Such destructive power is terrifying. And the speed is too fast."

"Oh my God!"

·· ··Requesting flowers·· ··

"..."

Backstage, the celebrities were completely dumbfounded.

Looking at the crater on the ring, then at Fang Qiang's chest ripped open, exposing his heart, and then at the roaring audience, he felt as if his entire worldview had been utterly destroyed.

Zhang Hongbing fell from the sky with his sword, and as soon as he touched the ground, his figure disappeared again.

But the next second, a thunderous roar echoed throughout the arena: "I surrender!"

'call out;'

A thunderous sound ripped through the air. The scene froze at that moment.

Fang Qiang stood there with his eyes closed, a speck of blood appearing on the tip of his nose. The tip of the plum blossom sword had just pierced his skin, but stopped short of piercing it...

Zhang Hongbing took a step back, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You flatter me."

Fang Qiang took a deep breath: "I admire you."

... .. 0

The two exchanged a smile, then simultaneously turned and walked off the stage...

'call'

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

No one was killed!

But damn, that Fang Hongbing is just too awesome!

What was that stunning sight all about?

What's the deal with that groove on the arena?

Just as the audience was buzzing with discussion, backstage, a staff member glanced at the celebrities and pointed to a South Korean boy band: "You guys, go up there and liven things up!"

"what?"

The boy band was so terrified they burst into tears, staring at the ring that was almost cut in two, the crimson bloodstains on it, and the bits of flesh left on their arms. They couldn't help but break down.

A young man with curly hair cried out, "No, no, you Chinese are devils..."

With a 'thud,' the staff member suddenly drew his sword and then abruptly sheathed it. Blood splattered everywhere, and the man's head flew into the air.

Instantly, the entire venue fell silent;

The staff member said coldly, "The Western Garrison Commander ordered you to go up and liven things up, so stop with the nonsense. You have three seconds to decide: go or not?"

silence……

After a moment of silence, all the members of the boy band rushed towards the ring like madmen.

At the same time, the announcer's voice rang out:

"In the next match, Qin Wu, the master of the Chuncheng Xingyi School, will face Guan Yang, the number one warrior of Zibai Mountain."

"Please prepare yourselves, both strong individuals. The next three minutes will be reserved for a song and dance performance by the boy band from South Korea. Let's welcome them with applause..."

"……"knife.

Chapter 106: What kind of crap is that?

The moment the words left his mouth, Qin Wu and Guan Yang stood up at the same time.

A smile played on Qin Wu's eyes as he looked at Guan Yang with a grin.

Guan Yang weighed the spiked club in his hand, looking at Qin Wu with a somewhat gloomy expression. After a moment, he snorted coldly: "If you bow to me now, and then admit defeat later, I'll stop and spare your life."

Qin Wu smiled and said, "I just hope that you will not hold back."

Guan Yang sneered, "I can't wait to kill you."

"..."

At the same time, loud music blared, and a dozen or so members of the Korean boy band rushed onto the stage. Each of them hurriedly grabbed a microphone and went up.

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