I saw that Zhao Xuan and the others had just arrived at the preparation area, and soon a misty voice came to the preparation area.
"Zhao Xuan's team versus Mu Han's team! Arena No. 4!" The voice was repeated several times. Zhao Xuan was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and then waved to a few people behind him.
"Let's go." After saying that, he walked towards the entrance of the passage.
After a while, Zhao Xuan and others walked outside the passage.
"Wow! Zhao Xuan! Zhao Xuan! Zhao Xuan!"
Waves of cheers reached the ears of several people, who couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then walked onto the ring with a helpless expression.
"Both players salute each other!" The referee shouted, and the two teams saluted each other before walking off the ring.
The referee opened his palm slightly and said loudly: "The game begins! Please send a team member from each captain!" After the words fell, the handsome man opposite smiled slightly and said loudly:
A man in a purple shirt behind him waved his hands.
"Go up." After the words fell, the man in purple nodded, and in a flash he was on the stage.
Zhao Xuan frowned.
"Wo Chuo, you go up this time." After saying that, Zhao Xuan turned around and looked at Wo Chuo and said.
When Wo Chuo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately his eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, and he nodded heavily.
Xuan Zhi jumped up and stood on the left hand side of the referee.
"Okay! I don't need to explain the rules of the game! Let's begin!" After the words fell, the referee was seen retreating violently to the edge of the ring.
The purple-clothed man opposite him was slightly startled, and immediately rushed towards Wo Chuo.
When Wo Chuo saw this, he was stunned. He flipped his palm and a spear with a cold glow appeared in Wo Chuo's hand. His eyes flashed and he saw Wo Chuo step forward with the sole of his foot.
He suddenly rushed towards the man in purple.
"Woo!" The oppressive sound of the wind shocked the man in purple.
"This boy's strength is not low! Be careful!" After saying this, the figure of the man in purple froze and stopped in place.
When Wo Chuo saw the strange behavior, he frowned, and immediately pulled his arm, and the spear drew a blue arc and stabbed towards the man in purple.
"Hmph! What a trick!" The purple-clothed man snorted coldly, then raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at Wo Chuo.
When Wo Chuo saw that something was not quite right, he frowned slightly, suddenly stepped down with the sole of his foot, and dragged forward a distance of more than one meter, then stopped.
Come down.
"Hmph!" I heard the man in purple snort coldly. He held the handle of the broadsword with both hands, raised it above his head, and with a ruthless look in his eyes, he directly cut down the Mad God Evolution towards Wo Chuo.
Wo Chuo was shocked when he saw this, and immediately grabbed the barrel of the gun with both hands and placed it across his chest, directly blocking the attack of the broadsword.
"Dang!" A crisp sound sounded, and Wo Chuo's body was sent flying a few meters, and he fell to the ground in a panic. The man in purple seemed not to let go of this good opportunity, and even with a slight movement of his body,
He just disappeared on the spot and rushed towards Wo Chuo.
The purple-clothed man's palm trembled, and immediately the soul flames rose above the sword, buzzing slightly.
Wochuo looked at the man in purple with a hint of contempt, raised his arm suddenly, and immediately raised the spear and stabbed it downwards, and then Wochuo used the reaction force to bounce directly
stand up.
"Woo!" But the danger was not over yet. The man in purple's sword was already in front of him. Seeing this, Wo Chuo was startled. His body suddenly trembled, and a soul energy shield came over him.
He stopped himself, turned around quickly, held the gun with one hand in his right hand, and pointed it directly at the sword of the man in purple.
And the humming sword seemed to suddenly stop when it encountered Wo Chuo's spear, and then slashed towards the spear again.
"Hmph! Country bumpkin!" I heard the man in purple snort and shout in a deep voice.
When Wo Chuo heard this, his face darkened.
"Humph! Seeking death!" With a loud shout, Wo Chuo's figure trembled slightly, and immediately a large amount of soul power was directly poured into the spear.
"Buzz! Ding!!" I saw that the spear began to buzz violently the moment it came into contact with a large amount of soul power, and the next second the two weapons were directly pressed together, making a clear sound.
sound.
A flash of light was seen in Wo Chuo's eyes. He curled up the corner of his mouth, trembled suddenly, and disappeared from the place, and the space seemed to be trembling.
The man in purple, who had lost his point of support, staggered forward a few steps, then stabilized his figure, and the next second he was looking around, looking for Wo Chuo's figure.
Just when the man in purple couldn't find any trace of Wo Chuo,
"Haha! Die!" A loud shout was heard from the sky and reached the ears of the man in purple.
"No!" I heard the purple-clothed man moan softly, and immediately he raised his head and looked at the spear that was in front of him. A look of resentment flashed in his eyes, and the next second, he saw that
The man in purple ran to the side with all his strength,
"Chi!" A sound of breaking flesh sounded, and Wo Chuo's spear was directly inserted into the shoulder of the man in purple, and blood immediately flowed out from the wound.
But Wo Chuo smiled slightly, and immediately pushed the spear fiercely,
"Chi!" The spear was pushed forward again, directly piercing the shoulder of the man in purple and coming out from under the armpit.
Wo Chuo did not miss this opportunity, and immediately slapped the man on the head with his palm, and the man began to stand unsteadily and became confused.
"You!..." I heard the man in purple say reluctantly, and then he went down.
"Huh!" Wo Chuo looked at the man lying on the ground with a proud look on his face, and then slowly walked to the man's side, stretched out his hand to hold the spear, and gave a strong force.
"Chi! Ah!~~" The spear was suddenly pulled out by Wo Chuo, and the man in purple let out a scream.
"Whoosh!" I saw two purple figures flashing next to the man in purple.
"The latest chapter of the third tyrant Liu Zhang!" I heard one of the tall men slowly lift up the man in purple who was lying on the ground, and said to the man very worriedly.
The man in purple struggled a few times, then turned his head and passed away.
"Ah!?" I saw a scar on the tall man's face crawling slightly, his face twitching, and then he slowly put down the body of the man in purple, stood up suddenly, and turned his palms
, a big knife appeared in the hand, and with another trembling of the palm, a large amount of soul power was poured into the big knife, and soon it started to buzz violently, and the thigh kicked back violently, and suddenly,
It was rushing directly towards Wochuo.
The referee didn't say anything when he saw this scene. After all, it just shortened the process.
"Humph!" Wo Chuo only heard a cold snort, and then his palm trembled and he poured soul power into the spear again.
"Buzz!" And the tip of the spear began to glow with traces of soul flames. The blue flames danced on the tip of the spear. It looked very charming, but it was also so deadly.
"I want you to pay for the death of the third child!" The scarred man shouted violently, and immediately rushed towards Wo Chuo, and slashed directly at Wo Chuo with the big knife in his hand.
"Woo!" The broadsword struck directly at Wo Chuo with the sound of oppressive wind.
Seeing this, Wo Chuo's face darkened.
"This guy is very powerful!" After saying this, Wochuo's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
The scarred man paused and stood there, quickly looking around for the missing Wo Chuo.
"Come out! Come out! Come out!" I heard the scarred man yelling angrily.
Most of the audience in the auditorium are now only watching Zhao Xuan's game, and the auditorium closest to the fourth arena is already overcrowded.
Zhao Xuan smiled helplessly when he saw this.
"These people are too stupid." After saying this, he immediately looked at the people in the audience with a hint of amusement.
"Come on! Wo Chuo! Come on! Help us maintain the empire and win glory!"
"Come on! We, the Dolan Empire, cannot lose!"
People on both sides cheered and cheered one after another.
Zhao Xuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard that. With a wave of his arm, a soul mask blocked the sound.
"Whoosh!" A sound of a body moving was heard, and Wo Chuo's figure appeared behind the scarred man.
"Die!" Wo Chuo was heard shouting violently, and then he stabbed directly at the scarred man.
"Woooo!!" The air that the spear broke through became a little hot, and the scarred man instantly felt Wochuo's attack, and immediately turned around suddenly, with the soles of his feet touching the ground, his figure collapsed.
He jumped back a few meters, just dodging Wo Chuo's attack.
The scarred man was seen looking at Wo Chuo with a hint of hatred, and Wo Chuo was stunned when he saw this.
"It seems like this guy really hates me." After thinking helplessly, he smiled with a hint of self-deprecation.
"Die!" The scarred man shouted violently, and even though he flashed directly towards Wochuo, his speed was simply too fast for anyone to put him together with his huge figure.
The man with the scar suddenly raised his sword and struck it vertically towards Wo Chuo with the force of thunder.