Xia Zuo looked at the man and staff in the room next to him in shock, and the other party also looked at him in shock. His arms were in a forward attack posture, his body was a little stiff and slowly moving. He looked at the destroyed force measuring machine and the wall that had broken holes, and subconsciously swallowed.

"I won't let me lose money, right?" Xia Zuo was a little worried.

House had already raised his head, widened his eyes and looked at the figure who was neither tall nor short under the black robe not far away. He opened his mouth slightly, his lips moved up and down, but he couldn't speak.

Bang! The pen in House's hand fell on the table, but he seemed to be unaware of anything.

House was full of shock. From Xia Zuo entering the room to Xia Zuo's attack and destroying the force measuring machine and the wall, House, who had the "Senior Fighter" level strength, did not feel any energy fluctuations in him at all.

Then there are only two possibilities: one is that Xia Zuo relies entirely on physical strength, and the other is that his strength is far higher than House, but the latter is completely impossible. No "big fighter" will come to participate in a low-level fighting event such as "Flesh and Blood", and the most likely one is the former.

Human physical strength is limited, usually proportional to body shape, and it is impossible to improve unlimitedly. Even epic fighters, their physical strength will not be too strong, and they are even ordinary. The reason why fighting professions are powerful is that they can rely on energy to bless their bodies, rather than simple physical strength.

The bearing limit of the force measuring machine is 1,000 kilograms. Although the wall behind the force measuring machine is just an ordinary non-load-bearing brick wall, if you want to penetrate it with one punch, in addition to having more than 1,000 kilograms of fist force, the fist and arms also need to have matching hardness.

Although several of the top contestants in the "Flesh Body" event were able to break the force measuring machine and break through the walls, they were tall and muscular people. No one had ever done this before with a thin stature like Xia Zuo.

"Cough... I'm sorry, is this OK?" Xia Zuo coughed lightly, raised his hand to tidy up his robe, and said in a hoarse voice.

"That... OK, this gentleman, please come here!" House immediately stood up, walked to the small door beside the desk, waved to Xia Zuo and said, not mentioning the need to pay money at all, which made Xia Zuo breathe a sigh of relief.

House took Xia Zuo to the room behind the office. The room was still bright and large, filled with various testing machines. These machines can not only test speed, strength and reaction consciousness, but also test mental ability.

But these are completely unnecessary for Xia Zuo. The power alone is enough. The power that Xia Zuo just exerted can be at least in the top ten among all the contestants of the "Flesh and Blood" fighting competition. This kind of contestant can be said to be a money tree in the underground fighting arena, so House attaches great importance to it.

"Sir, we must make sure first. Please put your hands on it!" House took Xia Zuo and walked around the center of the room, pointing to the machine beside him and said.

It was a large machine with a shape similar to a metal ball, with a diameter of nearly one meter, and was full of holes like a hornet's nest, full of metal texture. There were countless wires connected below the metal ball.

Xia Zuo knew that thing. He saw in the book that the method of using machinery is very simple, just pressing your hand on a metal ball, and the function is also very simple. There is only one, which is to test whether the owner of the palm is a human.

The power that Xia Zuo just showed was too excellent, and House had to be careful. If Xia Zuo was a transformed man or an artificial man of the "Steam Alliance", or another special race, it would not be surprising that he had great power. He had to be sure that Xia Zuo was a real human.

Since he knew what that thing was, Xia Zuo had no worries. He stretched out his left hand and pressed it on it with confidence. His palm suddenly felt a numb feeling and spread rapidly throughout his body.

Buzz!

The metal ball immediately made a sound, and countless holes on it emitted red lights. Suddenly, the entire room was shrouded in flashing red light, as if it was dreamy and fantasy.

Five seconds later, the red light disappeared and Xia Zuo withdrew his palm.

"Sir, please!"

House brought Xia Zuo back to the office. At this time, many people were surrounded by the opening of the wall. I don’t know where they came from. I was pointing at the entrance of the hole and the force measuring machine and studying it.

"Name..." House asked while sitting behind the desk, taking out paper and pen, pondering and immediately changed his mouth: "The code name is OK!"

"Piracy Scorpion!" Xia Zuo said in a hoarse voice.

"There are already people using this code name!" House said immediately.

"Black Scorpion!" Xia Zuo said again.

"Stand up and don't move!" House said as he stood up, took out a rectangular box from the drawer and placed it on the table. He pointed the round lens at Xia Zuo in front of the box. After fiddling on the box for two times, the light flashed on the box.

Xia Zuo was no longer the ignorant boy who had just walked out of the desert. He knew it was a camera, so he followed House, stood still, and let the camera take a picture of himself in a black robe.

"Okay, Black Scorpion, I will arrange for you to skip the trials and enter the Champion Challenge directly. This is your nameplate, and this. Our underground fighting arena has a total of 100 entrances and exits throughout the British City. This is the coordinate map of ten of the entrances. Now I ask someone to take you to the lounge." House was very efficient in doing business. After handing Xia Zuo two things, he pressed the bell on the corner of the table.

"Do you need an agent?" House asked again with his head raised.

"I just came to the UK...what is that?" Shazzo asked in a hoarse voice. He didn't know what the so-called agent was.

"A fighting agent is an agent who is fully responsible for everything you do about fighting, including notifying you of the competition time, providing you with private services such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, and helping you negotiate and handle various performance events, etc. With an agent, you only need to be responsible for defeating your opponent in the ring, and everything else can be handled by the agent. Is it necessary? We can provide you with a rich experience agent here." House said.

"No need!" Xia Zuo responded hoarsely. He couldn't have any agent. He just wanted to earn enough tuition and then study at school with peace of mind. With an agent, he was too easily exposed.

Not long after, the maid who was notified by House entered the office, took Xia Zuo away from the office, and walked through the long and dim corridor. After turning three or four times, he came to a tall door.

The maid brought Xia Zuo to push the door and Xia Zuo's eyes suddenly became wide open. A burst of noise came into his ears. This was an underground square with an area of ​​nearly 10,000 square meters. The square was divided into various venues, and many men and women gathered everywhere, watching battles, or conducting various tests.

There are many tall and strong men covered in sweat here, obviously they are all contestants of the "Flesh and Blood Body".

The maid took Xia Zuo to a row of exquisitely decorated houses on the north side of the square.

"Sir, this is the key to your room. Before you are not eliminated from the game, you can stay here and of course you can leave. The schedule will be posted on the sign in the middle of the square in advance. Please check it carefully!" In front of the door of Room No. 77, the maid handed the key to the room to Xia Zuo, and then left after giving some words.

Xia Zuo opened the door and entered Room 77. The room was about fifty square meters, with beds, sofas, tables, wardrobes and other decorations, and each decoration looked expensive. Compared with Xia Zuo's broken wooden house at the Royal College of the British, it can be said that one in the sky and the other on the ground is completely incomparable.

He simply walked around the room. Xia Zuo had no intention of living here, so he left the room and entered the square.

At this moment, a staff member in uniform pushed open the door and entered the square. He hurriedly walked to the huge billboard in the middle of the square, inserted the small black square box in his hand on the interface below the billboard. After fiddling with it for two times, a flash of light flashed on the big screen of the billboard, and some changes occurred on the text on it.

"Come on, the announcement has been updated!"

"What's going on? Why did today's announcement update be advanced?"

Some discussions came from around, and groups of people clearly divided across the officialdom of this site gathered towards the billboard.

Xia Zuo, who was about to leave, stopped and turned around and walked towards the billboard.

"The first game after dusk tomorrow, Ghost Dragon vs. Quick Fist Boy!"

"Tomorrow's midnight game, Montenegro warriors fight against Iron Fist Gal!"

"The day after tomorrow, the Black Scorpion vs. the ring meat grinder... Who is the Black Scorpion?"

"Get out of here! Let me see." Malok, who is nearly two meters tall, nicknamed "Ring Meat Grinder", shouted bluntly, pushed away the few people in front of him and walked to the billboard.

Although the few people who were pushed away by him were all strong contestants, they were not a little worse than Mallock, who had successfully defended the 7 consecutive games, so they dared not speak out.
Chapter completed!