The interesting exchanges in the preparation room finally ended, and Zheng Mousheng's idea of ​​relieving the pressure before the court was successful, although the implementation method was somewhat inconsistent with what he expected.

However, as long as the effect is good, even when walking in the passage that is about to enter the cage, Zheng Mousheng's heart is very calm, and the words in his mind will even continue to echo from time to time - "I can't get hard."

"Hahaha!"

With a brutal laughter, Zheng Mousheng plunged into the brightness at the end of the passage without hesitation.

A ferocious beast made of steel lay quietly in the bright light. Its body, ten meters long and five meters high, was silently stretched. Eight steel pillars as thick as adults' thighs were surrounded by three layers of barbed wire mesh, inlaid with the symbolic iron top with decorative electric welding metal fangs, like a bloody mouth, choosing people to eat!

Witnessing Zheng Mousheng standing in front of dozens of lights gathered in the octagonal cage, Li Zhi silently chose to sit cross-legged at the edge of the passage entrance.

This is not a good place to watch. When Zheng Mousheng enters the cage, Li Zhi can only look up slightly to watch the game, and there will be many details that cannot be grasped clearly.

The truly perfect viewing angle is the position of those audiences. Li Zhi glanced upwards and looked at him with a little enviousness in his eyes.

Soon, Li Zhi put away his envy, and the only thing left was surprise. He really didn't expect that during the day, the Free Alliance, which was a rare crowd, would have so many people coming here to serve as audiences at night!

The second floor can be said to be overcrowded, with a dense crowd of people filling the stands. Except for a few of the best viewing booths and private rooms, there is no room for the lower foot in other places.

Although Li Zhi doesn't understand why an octagonal cage challenge is so popular, it does not prevent him from imprinting this situation in his mind and using it as an argument at some point in the future.

"Ahem~ Dear audiences, the fifth challenge tonight is about to begin. I believe that the two gentlemen, Garfield and Little Giant, will definitely bring us a wonderful event. The betting channel will be closed in five minutes. Please hurry up the time for viewers who have not had time to place bets, so as not to regret it later~"

The sweet female voice suddenly resounded indoors, and I don’t know how many speakers it took to achieve this arrangement that makes people unable to find the source of the sound.

Li Zhi moved his ears in trouble because the news was so loud that it was very deafening.

"Please enter the cage of challengers and challengers."

Zheng Mousheng followed the report prompt and slowly stepped onto the two cushions. The staff standing next to him immediately helped him open the cage with the cast iron casting.

Zheng Mousheng didn't mean to thank the staff member because he knew that this person would be the one who locked the cage behind him in a while.

He lowered his head slightly and stepped into the octagonal cage in one step.

"Woo roar! ~ Fatty! Come on, fight! I'm suppressing you today!" A sudden shout came from above, and a harsh male voice came into Zheng Mousheng's ears.

Zheng Mousheng curled his lips and was too lazy to even look back at the person. After all, even if he turned around, he couldn't find anyone. He knew in his heart how many people on the second floor were.

"Fuck! Handsome guy! Don't listen to the stupid thing just now! Listen to me! Go to die tonight!" Good guy, there was actually a female voice responding to the man who was calling first, and the content of the response made Zheng Mousheng laugh and cry.

"What?! Where are you, damn? Do you dare to stand up and take off your clothes and fight alone? Your grandma's!"

"You go and die too!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Woo roar!~Do it!Do it!"

"Don't make noise! ​​Be quiet! Is the challenge almost starting soon without looking at it?!"

"Yan Jing, you can tell me?"

"My grass?!!"

"I'll give you a horse to criticize me?"

"Hey, I'll go???"

"Hey, you Ma Ci?!"

...

"Oh~" Zheng Mou sighed and started again. The noise and scolding was simply one of the unmovable additional programs here. It was harmless because no one would dare to take action in the audience.

Zheng Mousheng tried his best to filter the interference of sound and cast his focused gaze directly opposite.

After only looking at it for a few seconds, Zheng Mousheng couldn't bear it anymore to complain. The "Little Giant" is not small at all! Why did a big man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall give this code name?!

One of the differences between Zheng Mousheng is that the man was wearing a strange set of clothes. The short sleeves and the patterns on his pants were connected together, which was exactly an image of sandbag pattern, which was so rustic!

In comparison, his clothes that were at the forefront of fashion were much better. Zheng Mousheng touched his white belly and was full of confidence.

That's right, except for his pair of shorts with orange cat patterns, he took off all his other clothes in the preparation room.

Although he couldn't stand the other person's taste, Zheng Mousheng had no intention of despising him at all. It can be seen from the knotted muscles on the big man's arms that this person would definitely not be an easy opponent to deal with.

The "little giant" who entered the cage also looked at Zheng Mousheng, and his thick eyebrows were deeply frowning with just one glance.

"Boy, how old are you?"

"Ha?" Zheng Mousheng was surprised for a moment, but soon he recovered his appearance. There are such opponents. Although there are not many of his many challenges in the past, they do exist. Zheng Mousheng, who likes to communicate, does not hate him.

"Eighteen centimeters." Zheng Mousheng answered seriously.

After receiving the reply, the little giant's face was covered in darkness.

"Oh~ He's so bad, it's such a sin~ Why are there always half-birth boys like you who can't get along with me? It's a foul~" The little giant actually sighed sadly at Zheng Mousheng.

Zheng Mousheng pretended to be disdainful and curled his lips: "Hmph! When I started to get involved in this scene, you might be eating garbage wherever you are!"

The little giant was not irritated by ridicule, because before he came on the court, a new colleague told him that the "Garfield" was the famous "No. 50 killer"! He also asked him to deal with it carefully, otherwise he would probably not be able to get out of the cage.

He actually just had doubts. He had seen the rules here. Unlike him, the challenger who could only have a dagger, the challenger had no restrictions except long-distance weapons!

The little giant even heard from his colleagues that a certain "legend" was really worn with iron armor when he entered the cage and held a chainsaw! And the unlucky No. 44 challenged, the legend said that the howling of the night could be heard when standing outside the nightclub door!

The little giant was extremely glad that he had not encountered such a challenger, but the Garfield cat in front of him still made him unable to touch his head. Not only was the other person wearing only underwear, but his hands were also empty, and he was fully visible in the spotlight. His white belly was still shaking frequently, making the little giant's eyelids tremble.

"Why don't you take anything?" As the war starts approached little by little, the little giant's throat was a little thirsty, but his hoarse voice finally blurted out.

Zheng Mousheng moved his neck and replied with a lively face: "I don't need to hit you."

A blood vessel on the little giant's forehead suddenly swelled a little, which proved that his heartbeat was accelerating, so the blood circulation also accelerated. The overwhelmed blood vessels could only try their best to open a larger channel to facilitate blood rushing through.

“10,9,8…”

The deafening broadcast suddenly rang out, and the female voice that counted down did not seem as sweet as before.

“7,6,5,4…”

The little giant stopped asking questions, and Zheng Mousheng no longer answered. The two of them looked at each other with expressionless expressions, about seven or eight meters apart.

“3,2,1, the challenge begins!”

As the broadcaster finished his voice, the audience completely calmed down. In this depressing silence, Zheng Mousheng rushed towards the little giant without any concealment!

The little giant frowned and looked at the amazingly stunning Garfield, silently thrust the dagger in front of his chest.

Unexpectedly, as he expected, the situation happened. Unexpectedly, Garfield did not slow down in the face of the dagger and instead threw him to the ground. As he expected, the dagger penetrated Garfield's fat belly until it had no handle!

"ah!"

Zheng Mousheng, who had already pounced on the little giant, howled, and the screams filled the audience's ears, completely arousing their interest.

"Good stab! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Fatty man! What are you doing?! Why don't you pull the dagger out of your fat belly? Do you like being stabbed so much? Come and find me after you hit me! I'll help you stab me enough!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Blood! Blood! Let me see more blood! You two wastes!"

The little giant was stunned, and the overwhelming shouts suddenly rushed out of the audience's mouths, as if the quiet just now was just an illusion.

It was really the first time he had experienced such a scene. The audience's faces were too hideous and their words were so vulgar that they made their ears tingle. He couldn't tell which one is the silence just now and the noise at this moment?

Fortunately, Zheng Mousheng helped him recognize the reality.

Compared to the little giant who was confused by the audience, Zheng Mousheng is so adaptable to this kind of scene. He grew up here!

Taking advantage of the opponent's inactivity and no movement, Zheng Mousheng held the pain in his abdomen, opened his majestic mouth, and bit the other party's throat hard!

"Well!"

The little giant came back to his senses. No one could remain confused when his vital throat was damaged!

It turns out that Zheng Mousheng's mouth is not big enough, because the little giant did not feel suffocation, he only felt the violent pain!

The left hand couldn't move Garfield's head away at all. This guy bit him tightly! If he wanted to let go, he might have to break his jaw.

The little giant didn't believe in evil. He held the dagger in his right hand and began to go in and out of Garfield's belly frantically!

“Hao~”

Zheng Mousheng did not let go, his voice came directly from the depths of his throat, and when he reached his closed mouth, it changed, like a threatening hissing from a wild beast.

In Li Zhi's concentrated eyes, Zheng Mousheng's abdomen shone with a bright white light. The light had appeared since the dagger first penetrated. Even so far, it has not dissipated by the continuous fierce attack of the dagger.

A long ten seconds passed, and the little giant's hand that controlled the dagger had never stopped, but Garfield's mouth still did not let go. Even the fat man's left arm wrapped around his neck, as if to make it easier to bite. Moreover, his right hand had already climbed up to his face, and the little giant finally felt something was wrong.

Until Garfield's fingers clenched into his eye sockets, the little giant's grief and anger finally rushed out of his body.

"Ah~!"

Although howling will make the throat hurt even more, the little giant doesn't care. He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand at all! His counterattack has never stopped, so why is it ineffective? Why does this guy still have the extra strength to pick his eyes? Why is he immortal?!

The pain in his eyes became even worse, completely causing the little giant to go crazy! His left hand grabbed Garfield's right hand on his face, and the dagger began to change the attack position, stabbing and scratching around like crazy!

Struggle! He began to struggle with all his strength!

Under the audience's sight, Garfield's body was getting more and more wounds, and naturally, there were more and more white light on his body.

There was a stalemate in the octagonal cage, which was particularly fierce.
To be continued...