When Qin Feng received Chen Xishuai's affirmative answer, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, that guy is really a giant spirit god.
I originally thought that I just provoked a young boy from the Pangu Realm, but now it seems that the matter is far from that simple. His uncle is a famous general in the Celestial Realm army. He has been famous for thousands of years and has his own hardcore team. .
The muddy waters of heaven are damn deep.
Qing Ya regretted a little. She thought Qin Feng was an invincible little strongman. Whether in China or the Demon Realm Crystal King, he always abused others and was rarely abused, so she took it for granted that he would win.
Chen Xishuai is also a little worried. This is a competition that he cannot afford to lose or win. If he loses, he will give away his girlfriend. If he wins, he will have to accept the endless revenge of the Giant Spirit God and Pangu Realm. .
So win is lose, lose is still lose.
The giant man looked at him with a very meaningful look and hummed: "Chinese boy, are you going to give up on your own initiative? Okay, I will accept it readily. It is better to give up on your own initiative than to get beaten first and then still get something." The result of failure should be strong."
Damn, the word "admit defeat" has never been in my dictionary. What happened to the people in Pangu Realm? What about the nephew of the Giant Spirit God? I have many enemies. In the end, not all of them were trampled under my feet. The same goes for you. .
He raised his head, looked directly into the giant man's eyes, and said: "Have you talked nonsense enough? If not, I will give you three minutes. You can give it your best. If you think you can do it with just a few words, If you ask me to admit defeat, then I can tell you clearly, there is no way."
"Boy, you are arrogant enough. You will pay the price for your arrogance." He shouted: "I request that the ring competition start now."
A hunchbacked old man walked out of the crowd and said in a slightly weak tone: "Do you all know the rules of the ring competition? Fists and feet have no eyesight, life or death does not matter, but God has the virtue of good life, when one party takes the initiative to admit defeat. When the time comes, the other party must stop, otherwise they will be severely punished."
"Understood." The giant man couldn't wait any longer.
"Young man, did you hear clearly?" the old man asked Qin Feng.
"It's clear." He nodded.
The old man walked onto the ring calmly and said, "Then press your fingerprints."
He was holding something like a slate in his hand, and a sharp steel needle protruded where the fingerprints were pressed. When pressed, it would pierce the skin and bleed out.
After pressing the fingerprints, the old man said: "Excuse me, you two."
The giant man cracked his finger joints and said, "Boy, are you prepared to be seriously injured? Since a fight is about to begin, I take back what I said before. If you are a man, don't give in too early."
"In the same words, I will give it to you intact." As Qin Shao spoke, he had already thrown the Clear Sky Hammer: "Turn around Kuangtian."
Whoosh...
The handsome guy in the audience subconsciously covered his eyes and said, "Has Brother Qin's head been kicked by a ferocious beast? The arena is so small, so why throw a hammer? It's better to just swing it up and come up."
Any move that uses long-range attacks requires a prerequisite, and that is sufficient distance. Otherwise, the weapon will not be able to reach the highest speed and maximum lethality.
The arena is circular in shape, with a diameter of no more than thirty meters. This distance is too short for the Clear Sky Hammer, and it will not be able to exert its speed if it cannot reach the strength.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The giant man was tall and powerful, and his movements were indeed very agile. He dodged the Clear Sky Hammer that turned into a black light in a flash.
He waved his right fist and muttered: "Your attack has no effect, it's my turn."
Whoosh...
The Clear Sky Hammer, which had flown far away, flew back on its own. The Giant Spirit God quickly warned: "My nephew, be careful, there is a hidden weapon."
The giant man was stunned, "Hidden weapon, what kind of hidden weapon? I have been staring at Qin Feng, he didn't put any hidden weapon at all."
In such a moment of confusion, he lost the best opportunity to dodge. When he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him, it was already too late to react.
The giant spirit god did something bad out of good intentions. If his words hadn't affected his nephew's judgment, the giant man would definitely have heard the voice from behind.
Bang...
The enlarged hammer hit the back of the giant man's head hard, making a loud noise.
According to general rules, attacks on the back of the head, crotch, etc. are not allowed during martial arts competitions in the ring, but the old man just said it, fists and feet have no eyes, and life or death is not a concern, so I'm being polite to you.
The giant man's eyes were filled with stars. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't make the back of his head harder than steel. Regardless of whether he was a cultivator, a god or an ordinary person, this was one of the more fragile parts of the human body.
The Clear Sky Hammer flew back to Mr. Qin's hands smoothly. He didn't make any pause and threw it again: "Breaking the sky with one hammer."
Whoosh...bang...
The giant man was hit by a hammer that was several times larger. Under the huge force, his body flew upside down, like a kite with its string broken.
"Hahaha, that guy flew away from the ring after I beat him. I won, right?" Qin Shao yelled, which was so exciting.
However, he immediately found that everyone in the audience was looking at him with the eyes of an alien. He couldn't help but ask in a weak voice: "Brother Xishuai, knocking your opponent off the ring doesn't count as a defeat. "
Chen Xishuai nodded: "That's a common thing, it doesn't count as a loss."
In most cases, the arena is open to the gods. Immortals can at least fly. Of course, a small arena cannot restrain this ability, so the arena is only a symbolic thing. In most cases, it is just to satisfy the process of pressing fingerprints. .
Damn, why didn't anyone tell me earlier?
He wanted to give the old man a sharp look, but found that he couldn't be found in the crowd.
The expression on the Giant Spirit God's face became ugly. He never expected that his nephew, the giant man, would suffer losses one after another as soon as the game started. Moreover, his second move would send him flying away and turn into a small black dot on the horizon.
Of course, he also believed that his nephew could not be defeated so quickly. When he learned that the giant man was going to fight with someone in the ring two days ago, he was extremely happy. This was a good opportunity for one of his own people to show his face.
In order to expand his nephew's influence and find a good job for him in the future, he specially invited some friends in the military, hoping to spread the giant man's name to the marshal's ears through their mouths.
But now, I didn't show my face, but I was really slapped in the face.
Feeling the strange looks from his colleagues, he smiled dryly and said: "My nephew deliberately asked that boy. He is a kind man. When competing with others, he is used to giving his opponent three moves. Everyone has been there, so they must understand. The winner is the one who wins in the end, right?"