The Tang sword in Wu Xiaohu's hand trembled, and the light of the sword flashed, and a trace of blood spattered from the chest of the Longmen disciple holding the sword opposite, and then he collapsed directly to the ground.
This is a fighting arena, not playing house. In such an arena, victory or defeat can be determined, as well as life and death.
So far, Wang Huaqing has lost five games in a row.
He only has the last spot left.
However, at this moment, Wang Huaqing's face did not have the desolate look of a loser. Instead, he looked at Wu Xiaohu with great interest for a moment and then waved gently.
"Whoa!"
A figure nearly two meters tall slowly walked out of the passage and jumped onto the ring.
"Next game, Wu Xiaohu vs. Xiong Sihai!"
Hearing the words "Xiong Sihai", the whole audience burst into excitement.
Xiong Sihai, the number one general under Wang Huaqing, is also the number one warrior in the Dragon Gate Demon City Branch!
Such a character has a very high reputation within the Dragon Gate Demon City Branch.
He had been practicing meditation in the mountains before and just came back today.
At this moment, while the host was introducing, Xiong Sihai jumped onto the ring with an axe.
He was tall, with explosive muscles all over his body. He looked like a human-shaped grizzly bear, carrying the pressure of a living creature.
Legend has it that he can tear apart tigers and leopards, and once fought a pack of wolves with his bare hands on a cold night.
It can be said that among the Longmen Demonic City branch, if Qin Menghan, the top disciple, had not come from behind, Xiong Sihai would definitely be the number one person in the Longmen Demonic City branch.
And even Qin Menghan can't guarantee that he can stabilize Xiong Sihai.
Looking at the terrifying Xiong Sihai at this moment, Wang Huaqing and others showed expressions of satisfaction on their faces.
This was their biggest trump card, and Qin Menghan was injured at the moment, so there was no way he could take action.
Therefore, Wang Huaqing firmly believes that Xiong Sihai can win easily.
Ye Hao looked at this scene with an interesting expression.
The Mao people in the northwest of Daxia are called a fighting nation. Many people of that race have the ability to tear apart tigers and leopards.
Back then, Ye Hao had encountered many enemies on the Eurasian battlefield.
It can be said that there are very few people in Daxia who can have such strength, so Ye Hao now wanted to see what kind of strength this Xiong Sihai had.
Soon, Xiong Sihai stood firm. He didn't move much, he just grabbed the ax in his hand with both hands, looking very powerful.
Wu Xiaohu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he spit out the cigarette in his mouth with a "bah" sound. The carefree expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity.
Unlike the trash who had made up the numbers before, Xiong Sihai put a lot of pressure on Wu Xiaohu.
It was so big that he felt a little regretful at this moment, why he didn't persist in Tang Daoying for three years.
After all, except him, everyone in the Tang Daoying Camp is the King of Soldiers.
"I'm afraid I'm going to embarrass the head coach!"
Wu Xiaohu sighed, and the Tang sword in his hand slowly returned to its sheath. Then he lowered his body and pressed his right hand on the handle of the sword. His whole body was like a fully drawn bow.
Ye Hao nodded slightly, this was the sword drawing technique.
Although Wu Xiaohu has only scratched the surface of his training, at this moment he knows how to choose and how to compress victory or defeat into one strike, which is enough to show his growth.
Because in a protracted war, Wu Xiaohu is definitely no match for Xiong Sihai.
The only possible way for Wu Xiaohu to win is to decide the outcome with one blow, and to decide life or death with one blow.