Unlimited loot system

Wu Zhengcheng is also a bachelor, since his scheme has been seen through, he will risk his life to fight.

Regardless of the result of winning or losing, the best way to deal with it is to pull it up and bring out the aura of Dongsheng Academy.

As for the final result, it depends on God's will.

Anyway, he has one life to die, if he can win, he will win, if he can't win, he will fight for his life.

"Go up and deal with him, the bet belongs to you if you win, and the Holyfield family pays if you lose.

Since Dongsheng College dares to provoke me, I will make them pay the price. "

Holyfield Hall ordered sullenly.

Xiang Tianao was immediately pleasantly surprised. He stepped onto the ring with one step, his face was full of arrogance and contempt, looking at Wu Zhengcheng was like looking at a pile of garbage.

"Hmph, you dare to challenge me first, you are really blind!
Today I will let you see what a real genius is. "

He was frightened by the bet just now, but now the loser belongs to the Holyfield family, and the win belongs to himself, Xiang Tianao is naturally extremely excited.

Xiang Tianao pulled out the saber from his waist, and used all his kung fu to attack Wu Zhengcheng.

He said it harshly, but his shots were all sneak attacks.

Wu Zhengcheng was not afraid at all, and charged towards Xiang Tianao head-on, while slashing at Xiang Tianao's neck with his neck hard against the blade, it was a complete change of life.

Wu Zhengcheng was full of evil aura, as if he had stepped out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, or returned from the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, with a monstrous evil aura and killing intent.

Xiang Tianao was startled, and hurriedly dodged to avoid the sharp edge, and the eyes of the audience watching the live broadcast widened.

How many actual battles, how many death-defying battles where life is hanging by a thread, can be cultivated in order to cultivate such a terrifying killing spirit.

Seeing Wu Zhengcheng's terrifying aura, Holyfield Hall was secretly startled and regretted taking the risk.

This kind of fighter honed by actual combat, even if their strength is not as good as them, can survive the battle of life and death to the end.

To win Wu Zhengcheng, at least one member must die.

For the Holyfield family, which has already lost ten elites, they cannot afford the death of any member of the clan.

In order to fulfill the order of the church, the Holyfield family sent the best 25 new generations.

Once the new generation suffers too many casualties, gaps will appear in the talents of the Holyfield family, and they will be easily peeped by other forces.

Therefore, Holyfield Hall let Xiang Tianao play, even if he could not win, he could consume Wu Zhengcheng's physical strength and win some opportunities for his clansmen.

But at the moment when the two came into contact, Xiang Tianao didn't dare to run away in fear, Wu Zhengcheng stared and shouted, "Thunder!"

The knife in Wu Zhengcheng's hand shot out like a thunderbolt, hitting Xiang Tianao's chest with the force of a thunderbolt.

Xiang Tianao wears inner armor, which is the most defense against fatal blows in the body refining realm.

But at the moment when the blade hit, Xiang Tianao's chest was instantly sunken, and the long knife turned into fragments that scattered and scatter, sifting the places that the inner armor could not protect.

A big head shattered like a rotten watermelon, and Xiang Tianao, who was so arrogant just now, turned into a dead body in an instant!

The noisy martial arts arena, as if the mute button has been pressed, whether it is the scene or the people watching the live broadcast, all stand on the spot with wide-eyed eyes.

The members of the Holyfield family did not expect Wu Zhengcheng to be so murderous, and he would kill without mercy.

The public was frightened. Such a cruel way of fighting and dying was simply unacceptable to ordinary people.

The explosive head and the spurting blood all stimulated everyone's nerves.

Although Jiang Mingyang killed more people, his magic-like technique made people subconsciously think that they were watching a movie, thus ignoring the cruelty in it.

But Wu Zhengcheng's battle was too bloody and cruel.

Not only did he show his cruelty to the fullest, but he also completely tore apart the cruel side of the warrior circle.

Wu Zhengcheng also had hardships. He was the only freshman and sophomore in Dongsheng Academy who could play, so he had to save every ounce of strength.

Once dragged into a war of attrition, not only will he lose his chance of winning, but Dongsheng College will also lose face.

"Tch, trash, I can't even handle [-]% of my strength, and I still have the face to provoke Dongsheng Academy."

Wu Zhengcheng sneered, as if Xiang Tianao's death had nothing to do with him, but because he was too weak.

Everyone gasped, and looked at Wu Zhengcheng in disbelief, as if they didn't know him at all.

This guy has improved so fast, even the classmates who are familiar with him in the sophomore year can't understand why this guy has improved so fast.

But Wei Dexian, who was standing aside, looked at Wu Zhengcheng with complicated eyes, and then shook his head sadly.

Wu Zhengcheng was too murderous. Although he won the victory at a very small price, the subsequent battle must be very difficult.

Wu Zhengcheng's first murder was equivalent to setting up a life-and-death situation for both sides, and every subsequent battle would never end!

Wu Zhengcheng had no reinforcements, which also meant that he was risking his life to protect Dongsheng Academy.

"Grandma, if you still want to fight, who will be next!"

Wu Zhengcheng stood on the ring and yelled. The student Mo Wu came to help with his punch turned pale, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Holyfield Hall didn't expect them either, how could there be a master if he could make good friends with Xiang Tianao.

Xiang Tianao is just a pawn, as long as it plays its role, life or death is not important.

"Lawrence, you go."

Holyfield Hall called one person's name, and a burly man stepped out, grinning grinningly and saying, "Young master, leave it to me."

He is the defender of the Holyfield Hall team, responsible for forcibly attacking the enemy head-on, and has extremely strong defense and attack power.

Holyfield Lawrence is best at dealing with explosive enemies, and he happens to be Wu Zhengcheng's nemesis.

"Fighting, don't go all out, we have four of us, we can kill him easily."

Holyfield Hall warned softly, and Holyfield Lawrence said in astonishment: "Four people?"

"Hmph, East Saint Academy is just superficially beautiful.

The freshmen haven't grown up yet, the sophomores are all trash, and few of them can fight.

Jiang Mingyang and Wen Qingyun were absent, so he was the only one who could fight in Dongsheng Academy.

Even if Dongsheng College still has a hole card, at most we can find one more person, and we still have the crushing advantage.

So, I don't need you to work hard, just exhaust his energy. "

Holyfield Hall's gaze was indeed vicious. If it wasn't for Lin Xiling's secret arrangements to hinder Jiang Mingyang, Jiang Mingyang might really be tricked to death by him.

But there are no what-ifs or unrealistic ifs in the world, only established facts that have already happened.

Holyfield Lawrence jumped onto the ring in one step, and the terrifying power soared into the sky, like an unshakable mountain.

Wu Zhengcheng's expression turned ugly, he knew his strengths and weaknesses.

The people on the field obviously restrained him. Even if he could win this game, it would be very difficult, and the next game would undoubtedly be lost.

"Hey, let's take one step at a time, I have no regrets in dying for Dongsheng!"

Wu Zhengcheng took a deep breath, looked straight at Holyfield Lawrence with a pair of tiger eyes, and said, "This time you are going to die?"