In a blink of an eye, three days have passed and it is the day of the group stage.

The competition venue is located in the square in front of the White Dragon Palace, consisting of two square arenas with a length and width of 20 meters and temporary auditoriums.

Large psychic shield exciters are placed in four corners of the ring, with translucent blue light arcs covering the upper part, isolating the inside and outside the field.

Since it was a group stage, there were not many people in the audience, mainly staff and media cameramen.

"Sir, please, you are the third one to come on stage." The staff took Chen Xing and his subordinates to the contestants' rest area.

There are two games a day in the group stage, one game in the morning and one in the afternoon, and the twelve players will finish in three days, with a total of six games, with the two with the highest points qualifying.

"I also brought a nanny to play for a game. Do you think it's a family? Children, it's very dangerous here, hurry up and go home to drink milk."

As soon as he sat down, someone came to provoke him. Unfortunately, the bald man threatened to twist Chen Xing's head off on the day of registration.

Lao K was about to come forward to argue, but Chen Xing stopped him. He looked at the other party with a smile, without getting angry, and said, "I just looked at the list, and we seem to be in the same group."

"You only know until now?" The strong bald man hugged his chest with his hands, looking proud, "Do you want to beg me for mercy?" He sneered, "You'll just die. I'm very martial arts spirit. I have to do my best when I go on stage. If you're afraid, go home as soon as possible."

"This place is not suitable for you..." The bald strong man looked at the two maids behind Chen Xing and the beautiful blue-eyed girl holding his hand, with deep jealousy in his eyes.

Why does such a useless little girl possess so many women? Isn’t it just that there is a lot of bad money at home? When he wins the arena, meets the king and rises step by step. Don’t these bitch women come to lick him or her toes?

"Bald pig, with your ability, you dare to challenge my master. What do you think you are?" When Ye Qian, who was so arrogant, couldn't help but retorted.

The bald strong man didn't expect to be insulted by a maid on the spot. He couldn't find any rebuttal words for a while, and clenched his fists and turned red.

Ye Qian was not afraid because her master was right next to her, and she became more and more excited when she saw that her master had no intention of stopping her, and said sharply, "Don't urinate and look in the mirror to see how ugly she looks."

"If you have a few muscles, you think you are amazing. Do you know what it is? You are talking about a guy like you who is simple and has a good limb. What's the use of having strength? You also need to have a mind!"

"Does the mind know? Forget it, you don't understand it even after you say it. Play the piano of a cow. When you meet my master later, just give in and step down. Don't be beaten to cry and call me. It's too embarrassing!"

Ye Qian is the daughter of the cargo ship owner. She has grown up in the pile of porters since she was a child. She scolds people for being vulgar and fierce and fierce.

"You, you..." The bald strong man's face turned into a pig's liver, and he pointed at Ye Qian and couldn't speak.

"You are, don't point your fingers randomly. Didn't your mother teach you the basic politeness of being a human being? If you have a mother or not, go back to your seat quickly. Don't embarrass your mother here, piggy!"

The bald strong man stared with his eyes wide and his fists clattered.

"I can't say that I still want to hit someone, right? Do I want me to hire a lawyer to teach you some kingdom laws? Or let the staff come over and see why the quality of the contestants is so low now."

"You, wait for me!"

The bald strong man wanted to have an attack but did not dare to have it. He looked angry and vomited blood three liters. He smashed his fist hard, and left with a harsh word.

"I can't tell, my mouth is quite powerful." Chen Xing looked at Ye Qian and said with some fun.

"The quarrels of the people in the city make the master laugh." Ye Qian said with a bow.

"It's a good job." Chen Xing patted Ye Qian's butt to encourage her. The latter's face turned slightly red. After all, this place was in public, a little shy and a little overjoyed. Since Miss Su Na followed her and stuck with her master every day, she and her cousin have been alienated. Now she has been praised by her master and she is all light.

Li Mei, who was standing beside her, also cast envious eyes. As the master's strength and status increase, their presence becomes weaker and weaker.

Because the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

As Chen Xing's closest maids, they also obtained a lot of evolutionary potions. Unfortunately, they were limited in talent and had not yet reached the elite level standards.

Inability to advance means that youth cannot be continued. Losing beauty for a woman is equivalent to losing most of her life, at least for the maid industry, it is so cruel.

For thousands of years, how many masters are willing to run around with old and weak maids?

Although new technologies can now rely on drugs to stimulate cell regeneration and prolong life span, it is simply incomparable to advanced evolutionists.

Perhaps in a few years, youth will pass away, and you will be given a severance fee or arranged to be a manager in the following institutions, and then find someone to marry, and you will be in this life.

So they should take advantage of their youth and beauty to gain more favor from their owners, whether they buy expensive regeneration potions in the future or have a good arrangement, they will be guaranteed. Just as the two maids were thinking about each other and worried about gains and losses, Chen Xing's attention had shifted to the arena.

If it is the first or second life, the other party's identity is a girlfriend, with his emotional intelligence, they can naturally see their little thoughts and then say a few words of comfort.

But now, he can no longer see it.

Just as people cannot see the ants under their feet, once they reach a certain height, they will lose their lower-level vision.

It’s not that he forgets his roots, but that human nature is like this.

A person’s time and energy are limited, and the things he can pay attention to are limited. Often, if he pays attention to this point, he will forget that point.

More importantly, the future fate of the two maids is something Chen Xing said. It is very easy and casual.

The first game on the stage began. It was dressed in mercenaries, and it was military fighting skills. The moves were simple and effective, fast and fierce, and the lower part was aimed at the vitals and knocked down the opponent in the fastest way.

Military fighting techniques are divided into three major parts: dagger assassination technique, close-fitting fighting technique, and key strike technique.

Chen Xing also used military fighting skills, but he was not very proficient. He was an accurate shooter and had few opportunities for melee combat.

But in fact, as strength increases, the demand for close combat is increasing.

The dagger assassination technique is divided into two types: forward grip and reverse grip. According to different habits, stabbing is the main one and cutting is the auxiliary one.

The close-fitting technique consists of anti-joint skills and throat locking techniques, seeking the fastest uniform or killing opponents.

Key strikes evolved from boxing, with some use of feet, but mainly frontal kicks and knee collisions.

The two people on the stage were glowing blue light, both of them were psychic armor, and they had the same style of playing, which was very lacking in viewing.

After a few minutes of fighting, the weaker side gradually showed signs of decline, and was finally struck to the ground with its neck twisted, and the head was hit continuously and dizzy.

Ten minutes later, the other two came on the field, and the staff ran over.

"Prepare, it's your next round."

Chen Xing raised his hand to show that he knew.

"Don't you do a warm-up?" the staff kindly reminded.

Chen Xing glanced at Ye Qian, and the latter immediately stepped forward and replied: "Thank you for your concern, my master is responsible."

The staff member curled his lips, turned around and left, muttering in a low voice, "Who is it? I'm kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, so don't be beaten into a pig's head later."
Chapter completed!