Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

"Wonderful! Thank you Ye Fan and Xuanwo for the wonderful match." Li Shaoming waited until Ye Fan and the other two returned to the audience, then picked up the microphone and spoke again: "With the end of the last game, the third game has also ended. Now there are 135 people left."

"Then the question is, one hundred and thirty-five also has an odd number."

"Mr. Zhou Ping's good luck seems to have run out. With Mr. Zhou Ping, it just happens to be an even number. It's already past three o'clock. Let's have two more rounds and continue after we finish eating."

"Please draw your ticket."

The ballot box flew past the winner of the competition again, and more than a hundred people quickly drew their ring tickets. Looking down at the ring numbers on the tickets, many of them looked around, wondering if they could find an opponent so they could make a tough statement before fighting.

"Hehehe, honey, my opponent is you!" Pang Pang turned his head to look at Molly's ring and spread out his ticket: "We are so lucky, we are both in ring number three. Don't worry, honey, Pang Pang will stand and let you fight later."

"Stop your tricks, Fatty!" Molly glared at him. "Don't let me win. There are no friends in the arena. We have to give it our all, understand?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely do my best." Pangpang patted his chest.

Cao Yuan and An Qingyu, who were nearby, were glaring at each other. The same arena number was written on their tickets.

Not only them, many Night Watchmen got the same ring numbers as their colleagues.

Also.

As the third round ended, the number of people had dwindled to just over a hundred, a small number of whom were night watchmen, so it was not surprising that they drew the same ticket number.

Li Shaoming hugged his daughter and laughed. He raised the microphone to his lips and said, "It seems that as the number of people decreases, the probability of experts facing each other is getting higher and higher!"

"The upcoming fights will be even more exciting, even more thrilling, and even more exciting."

"Hurrah!"

"Shout!"

“Let nature run wild and enjoy this short but wonderful time to the fullest.”

As soon as Li Shaoming finished speaking, the whole audience instantly boiled over. Everyone stood up, raised their hands above their heads, and roared with all their might.

"come on! Come on."

"Brother Qiye, I have faith in you. You must win the competition. If you do, I'll give you a prize."

"Big brother, second brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, come on, we must win the game and let us carry forward the can-opening pie."

"Qingzhu, Qingzhu, you beat Kainuhu. I love you."

“…”

“…”

Thousands of people were shouting for the ones they loved, and at this moment they wished their throats were broken from shouting.

With a wave of Li Shaoming's hand, all the contestants appeared on their respective stages.

Arena No. 2.

Fatty was lying in the middle of the ring, looking up slightly at Molly, who was speechless in front of him, and said with a smile: "Come here, my wife, I've exhausted all my strength and am lying on the ground, come on."

"Don't show mercy to me, use all your strength to knock me off the ring."

Molly, who was not far away, heard this and rubbed her forehead helplessly. She said unhappily, "Fatty, I told you it depends on your ability. Hurry up and stand up."

"Okay, whatever my wife says is what it is." Fatty stood up quickly and then made an attacking gesture: "Honey, be careful, Fatty is going to attack."

"bring it on."

Molly focused her attention.

"Whoosh-"

"boom--"

Molly looked at Fatty who was hitting her fist with his face, and his skin was constantly pulling.

The eyes on Fatty's fat face blinked, and then a loud roar came out: "Ah...My wife is so powerful, Fatty, I am no match for her at all, I...I feel dizzy."

Yeah yeah yeah——

It was like a flock of crows flying across the sky, and everyone in the audience was stunned.

Where is the exciting battle you promised?

Why does it seem like I’ve eaten a mouthful of dog food?

“Shameless, Fatty, you are so shameless, hurry up and stand up and regain your status in the family.”

"Fourth brother, you can't do this. Use all your strength to launch a charge. This is the only way to consolidate your position in the heart of the fourth sister-in-law. Be brave."

"Bear up."

"Bear up."

“…”

Fatty glared at the people in the audience who were making noises and shouted, "You know nothing. I'm just adding to the fun of this happy family."

"Besides, my wife is meant for pain, not for beating. Don't watch the fun up there. Come down if you can. I'll teach you how to behave."

"what--"

"No means no, there's no excuse for that."

"Sister-in-law, Brother Four is too mean. We can't stand it any longer. Quickly use your Shadowless Kick to get Brother Four off the stage."

When Fatty heard this, he didn't care at all. Instead, he stuck out his butt and patted it, saying, "Come on, wife. Kicking this part won't hurt your feet. Come on."

As soon as this move was made, the whole audience fell silent. Even the people on other stages stopped their actions. All eyes were focused on Pangpang's buttocks that were swaying from side to side, and dozens of black lines appeared on their foreheads.

Molly sighed. With such a boyfriend, she had no other choice. After taking a last look at Pangpang, she turned around and jumped off the ring.

Fatty grinned, followed happily, and shouted to everyone: "See? This... is love."

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him and closed their eyes tightly. They had already eaten a wave of dog food and didn’t want to eat another wave. Closing their eyes for a while was the wisest choice.

On stage number seven.

An Qingyu withdrew his gaze and looked at Cao Yuan who was standing opposite him. Then he drew out the black knife. A transparent field covered the entire arena, and then he swung the knife.

Cao Yuan on the opposite side was startled and quickly jumped up. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air, and a huge black sickle was caught in his hand. Countless death energy emanated from him at this moment. He said with wide eyes, "Deputy Captain, you started without telling me. You can't launch a sneak attack."

An Qingyu pushed up his glasses, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Fighting is fighting, how can the enemy talk to you about fairness?"

"But this isn't a real battlefield!"

"But I think that whether it's a life-or-death battle or a friendly match, both are inseparable from the word 'fight', and the right thing to do is to give it your all."

"Alright alright."

Cao Yuan's eyes narrowed:

"Up."

"bring it on."

An Qingyu swung out with all his strength again.

Cao Yuan, who was rushing forward, was very familiar with the power of the surgery fruit. When An Qingyu swung the black knife, he dodged it in advance and moved left and right on the ring like a monkey.

soon.

He came to An Qingyu's left side and slashed with the sickle at his shoulder.

An Qingyu fell back slightly, barely avoiding the sickle's blow, then supported himself on the ground with one hand and kicked Cao Yuan's chin with his right foot.

"Walk?"

"Can't leave."

An Qingyu saw Cao Yuan trying to dodge, and his demonic energy surged through his body. He waved his left hand repeatedly in the air: "Spatial Confinement."

"Don't think about it."

Cao Yuan roared loudly.