Players take the field in groups.

The rules of the competition are very simple, it is an elimination system, two pairs compete, the loser is eliminated, if there is an odd number, the bye will be determined by drawing lots, and the final champion will get the dream dish.

Because of the special nature of this competition, the participating players also have certain biases. Most of these players are melee professionals and have relatively strong physical strength, so most of them look relatively strong.

An instrument specifically designed to detect energy fluctuations was placed outside the competition venue to prevent any contestants from cheating.

The battle for food has stricter rules than simply fighting for seats.

Soon it was Huo Chaofan's turn.

"Brother Chaofan, come on.ヾ(?°?°?)??" Zhao Ziya cheered on the sidelines.

Huo Chaofan smiled back at Zhao Ziya, then walked into the venue and loosened the buttons on his collar.

Also entering the arena was Huo Chaofan's opponent, and what was surprising was that Huo Chaofan's opponent was not a human being, but a race with two sharp horns on its head and a purple body.

"Is this...the ghost tribe?" Huo Chaofan recognized the other party's race. Most of the ghost tribe look similar to humans. The difference is the skin color and the sharp horns on the top of their heads. Purple is just one kind of ghost skin color. At the same time, ghost tribe

Tribes generally have two horns.

Also because of the strange customs of the ghost tribe, the ghost tribe is a race that tends to intermarry with humans.

The power system of the ghost clan is mainly divided into two categories, one is the physical type, and the other is the spiritual type.

The physical ghosts take the path of strengthening the body, while the spiritual ghosts take the path of relying on their own spiritual power to fight.

A simple understanding is that there are two systems, warrior and mage, but with the characteristics of the ghost clan.

The ghost on the field was two and a half meters tall, with a strong build and looked like a fat pig. However, Huo Chaofan sensed that the opponent was not fat, but had strengthened muscles!

The body of the purple ghost has strong strength and defense.

With high physical attack and defense, he is a tough opponent.

Purple ghost, Taizi wolf.

Tai Zilang looked down at Huo Chaofan, who was less than 1.9 meters tall, and showed a somewhat ferocious smile.

"Boy, give up, don't let me break your spine, otherwise I can't guarantee whether you can survive."

"You can talk to me before you meet me, fat pig." Huo Chaofan retorted without showing any signs of weakness, and even poked Tai Zilang's sore spot.

Isn’t trash-talking a basic tactic before a battle?

Seeing that the nonsense had no effect, Tai Zilang roared and rushed towards Huo Chaofan, as fast as a bullet.

"I'm not fat, I'm strong!"

Huo Chaofan's pupils shrank. Although he saw Tai Zilang's movements clearly, he had no chance to dodge due to the distance limit of the venue.

Tai Zilang gave Huo Chaofan a bear hug and held him in his arms, showing a cruel smile.

"Hey, let me love you well!"

However, just when Tai Zilang wanted to tighten Huo Chaofan's grip, Huo Chaofan, who was restricted from moving, pointed his still moving finger at Tai Zilang's body.

Point the arrancar, inch finger!

Heartbreaking pain appeared on Taizilang's body, causing Taizilang to instinctively loosen his arms and retreat.

"Ouch!!!"

Huo Chaofan was able to get away. He couldn't help but rub his arm. Tai Zilang's strength was not small, and it hurt him.

However, Huo Chaofan also seized the opportunity, crouched close to Tai Zilang, raised his hands and pointed out one after another.

Special measures are needed to deal with such rough-skinned opponents.

Continuously poke your fingers!

The attack, which was designed to break through defenses, quickly drove Tai Zilang back again and again.

It's just that the damage caused by the finger poke is not that big. According to Tai Zilang's size and resistance to blows, he will be able to adapt quickly, but...

"roar--"

Tai Zilang roared and stood up suddenly. Just when he was about to attack Huo Chaofan despite the pain, Huo Chaofan suddenly withdrew his hand and backed away with a smile on his face.

The manager also spoke up at the right time: "Player Tai Zilang went out of bounds, and player Huo Chaofan won."

Tai Zilang lowered his head and realized that he had unknowingly gone out of bounds. According to the rules, he lost.

"Despicable! You can't win with force!" Tai Zilang felt aggrieved, and his eyes immediately turned red. In anger, he clenched his fists and was about to slam the ground.

However, the manager said again: "Guest, you will be charged for breaking the floor tiles."

Tai Zilang stopped his fist abruptly, and then... he felt even more aggrieved and uncomfortable. He finally couldn't hold back the painful tears.

The audience gave warm applause to the winner Huo Chaofan, and Zhao Ziya even clapped her hands red.

Huo Chaofan's easy way of winning also opened up new ideas for the contestants.

The small venue is not only a restriction, but also allows the opponent to go out of bounds and win without a fight!

Then the next group of players came on stage, and one of them was Uchiha Shisui.

"Come on!" Bailiyuan clapped his hands outside the court, but no one echoed him.

It was really because of the way they dressed that no one wanted to have anything to do with them.

Uchiha Shisui's opponent was a tall and thin man. When the man saw Uchiha Shisui, he did not underestimate him because the man saw Uchiha Shisui easily subduing two men in black.

"Rapid Wolf, Sosni." The man announced his name first.

Uchiha Shisui subconsciously wanted to report his name, but, but...

"The prince's family, the second brother of Shamat, is slim." Uchiha Shisui deleted the special symbols and left only two words for himself.

The battle begins.

Sosny is worthy of being called the Swift Wolf. He runs quickly in a small field, leaving behind an afterimage that dazzles people and makes it difficult to see his true form.

Bailiyuan counted carefully, and there were actually eight figures of Sosni in the venue!

However, when he saw his opponent competing in speed, Uchiha Shisui's expression was a little complicated. Even if he didn't use strength, his speed was not slow, and he didn't need to use speed to deal with Sosni.

Uchiha Shisui's dynamic vision is very strong. In fact, from the beginning, his eyes have been staring at Sosni's true body.

Sosni naturally noticed Uchiha Shisui's gaze and was shocked.

"Did he discover my true identity? Wait, maybe he used special power to break my afterimage illusion!"

However, when Sosny looked at the instrument that detected energy, he found that there was no change in the instrument.

But Uchiha Shisui caught Sosni's clone at that moment and kicked it out.

Bang!

Sosni was directly kicked out of bounds by Uchiha Shisui. Even because Sosni's speed was too fast, his body suddenly lost balance and had to roll on the ground, smashing a set of tables and chairs.

"Sosny is out of bounds, the winner... kills Matt's second brother, and congratulations to player Sosny for handing over a table and chair."

Although it was because of Uchiha Shisui that Sosni smashed the tables and chairs, Uchiha Shisui won, he was justified, and it was Sosni who smashed the tables and chairs himself, wasn't he?

It's just that Sosni was not in the mood to think so much at this time. He was staring at the ceiling of the lobby blankly, thinking about why Uchiha Shisui could see through his true form.

The next group is Bailiyuan's turn.

Bailiyuan's opponent is a tall, muscular man.

The Crusher, North and South Temple.

After briefly looking at Nanbei Temple, Bailiyuan roughly understood what Nanbei Temple was good at.

Because Nanbei Temple's fists are obviously more powerful.

This is an opponent who is good at boxing.

The battle started. Nanbei Temple shouted loudly and rushed towards Bailiyuan. A pair of iron fists hit Bailiyuan with violent force. Bailiyuan actually felt the intention in these fists.

It’s the fist intention!

At the same time, the fist of Nanbei Temple also has the power of momentum.

Baili Yuan was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and he also punched, his own will converging on his fist.

Feel my will with your fist!

Bang!

"The Nanbei Temple player goes out of bounds. The winner...kills Brother Matt."

This kind of address from the NPC on the roadside made Baili Yuan come back to his senses. He was a little embarrassed. He was so excited that he couldn't hold back his strength and punched Nanbei Temple away. Moreover, Nanbei Temple's physical fitness was obviously not as good as that of Rainer Angqiang.

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Chapter completed!