The Strongest Knight

Zuo Qiu's face was covered in blood, but he was extremely excited in his heart. The tiger-shaped killing was finally successful!

Even without Lucifer, I can achieve a breakthrough!

I am not a waste, I am a strong man among ten thousand. Zuo Qiu stuck out his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.

"The thug in a suit! Zuo Qiusheng!" The announcer promptly gave Zuo Qiu a resounding nickname and read it out.

"Wow! This guy must have practiced ancient martial arts!"

"Could it be a beast tamer? He blew a man's head off. This kind of power is too exaggerated!"

"Haha, I bet on Zuo Qiu, 10 to 1, pay quickly!"

.......

"You beat Warren, won a bonus of 30,000 yuan, and got a guaranteed contract. Do you choose to continue the challenge?" The staff of the boxing ring came up and asked.

Generally, after winning a match, a challenger will choose to sign a contract to become an official boxer, and basically no one will choose to continue challenging.

However, Zuo Qiu nodded and said, "Continue the challenge."

He is here today to make a name for himself and to embarrass this boxing arena.

The audience was boiling with excitement.

Today's tickets are really worth buying.

On the big screen, the avatar representing Warren turned gray, and then the avatars of the remaining thirty-six life-and-death duel contestants began to flash randomly.

"Black Panther Lev! Eleven wins in eleven battles!"

The flickering head finally stopped on a black man.

Information about Lev was also released.

Lev, nicknamed Black Panther, is 1.88 meters tall and weighs 98 kg.

Overall performance ranks fifth in the boxing ring!

Black Panther walked out from the backstage with a serious expression. He also saw Zuo Qiu's performance backstage.

This guy is definitely a practitioner of ancient martial arts.

......

The game was exciting. Off the court, a man in black stared at Zuo Qiu for a few moments and then immediately made a phone call.

"Are you sure it's Zuo Qiu? What should we do?"

"Okay, we will fully cooperate with him before the two adults arrive."

The man in black is the person in charge of the boxing ring and a leader of the black army.

After hanging up the phone, the man in black was in the stands and saw that Black Panther Lev had been killed by three punches and two kicks from his left fist. His body was bent at a strange angle and was stiff.

"Boss, what should we do? If this goes on, we won't have enough fighters to kill! Once all the fighters die, no one will come to watch the games anymore!" A boxing ring staff member stepped forward and asked.

"Hmph, bring up the four men ranked above Lev one by one, and make sure to hold back the guy on the stage. This guy is Zuo Qiu, the one who killed twelve black soldiers some time ago. He must have come here to cause trouble on purpose this time. If we keep him, we will win big." The man in black took out a pistol and wiped it slowly in his hand.

"Understood..." The staff turned and left.

On the field, Zuo Qiu kicked Black Panther Lev off the stage.

After Tiger Form Kill reached the minor success realm, the power of each punch and kick increased by 50%!

Now, Zuo Qiu, in terms of combat capability alone, has already reached the level of an apprentice beastmaster.

"I, Zuo Qiu, choose to continue the challenge!" Zuo Qiu said arrogantly.

This time the image on the big screen did not jump, but the gray head of Lev was directly replaced by another white man.

Ranked fourth, the white-faced man Cook with a record of twelve wins!

As soon as Cook came on stage, he began to run around the iron cage.

He tried to dodge Zuo Qiu's fist by moving, and then wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, as an ancient martial art, the Tiger Form Killing's footwork is also quite impressive.

Zuo Qiu quickly blocked Cook's way like a tiger.

Tiger attack!

Zuo Qiu rushed into Cook head-on like a tiger.

The latter didn't even have time to scream before he was knocked flying, and his body hit the bars of the iron cage. His spine was broken and he hung on the cage like a torn piece of clothing.

There was cheering from the audience.

Except for a small number of viewers who noticed something was wrong and chose to leave quietly, most of the rest of the audience were caught up in the killing spree.

"Continue the challenge!" The murderous intent had completely destroyed Zuo Qiu's calmness.

Now, Zuo Qiu was left with only arrogance, conceit, and the desire to kill.

The avatar on the big screen changes, the third place in the boxing ring, the sea shark Mendeleev with thirteen wins!

Mendeleev was 2.4 meters tall and weighed 180 kg, a real giant.

But as soon as this giant appeared, he chose to kneel down and cry bitterly.

"Sir, I just want to make a living. I don't want to die. Please let me go!"

"Hahahaha!" Zuo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

How many levels stronger is this guy than Boros from Blue Mountain Town?

Even a guy like this has to beg for mercy from me, so what will Boros think when he sees me?

The moment Zuo Qiu was distracted, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Mendeleev, who was originally crying bitterly. His kneeling posture suddenly changed into a running posture, and his whole body rushed towards Zuo Qiu like a car!

When Zuo Qiu came to his senses, Mendeleev's shoulder was already pressing against his body.

boom!

It was as if he was really hit by a car. Mendeleev pushed Zuo Qiu out of the cage and both of them fell to the ground.

The audience in the audience stepped back to avoid the incident, but at the same time couldn't help but look back.

Then, they saw that Zuo Qiu, who was lying on the ground, used his legs to press against Mendeleev's waist and abdomen, lifting his body up.

His legs were like springs, kicking Mendeleev high up.

Zuo Qiu quickly changed his body, jumped high before Mendeleev fell, and kicked Mendeleev up again!

After kicking more than ten times, Mendeleev rose and fell in the air for dozens of seconds and finally landed on the ground.

Mendeleev's eyes bulged out, and as he rose and fell, he spat out more than ten kilograms of blood, drenching Zuo Qiu below into a bloody mess.

It fell to the ground, trembled a few times, and then completely lost its voice.

The audience who were closer finally felt fear and began to cry out in fear.

The audience far away were still cheering recklessly.

Zuo Qiu climbed onto the stage.

We were so careless. These boxers were all desperate men. How could they really beg for mercy?

But it doesn’t matter, I am the child of destiny, no matter how many people come, they will all die in front of me!

After being hit by Mendeleev just now, Zuo Qiu had a mouthful of blood in his mouth, but he swallowed it down.

Mendeleev, who ranks third in the black market boxing competition, has strength close to the limit of the human body. Some ordinary silverback gorillas are probably no match for him.

"Demon Lord Marcus!"

"Roar! Marcus appears!"

Another black man’s head appeared on the big screen.

Zuo Qiu looked up and saw a guy who was about the same height as himself, but very strong.

Demon King Marcus, with a record of 18 wins! Ranked second in the black market boxing ring! Second only to the first place Tang Long!