My stall is a bit fierce

"The Du family, Du Ming!"

On the stage, a man in a black robe jumped up.

"Wang Guohu, please fight!"

When the two parties came to power, they rushed towards each other with almost no hesitation.

Click!

An electric arc struck, and the arena cracked a big crack.

Zhao Zifeng stood in the attic, his eyes narrowed slightly, the strength of these people is not low, basically they are all in Qiwen.

"Little brother, what do you think?"

"Wang Guohu wants to win!"

Hua Lao looked towards the arena, Du Ming was holding a thunder whip in his hand, his power was unstoppable, while Wang Guohu, on the other hand, kept dodging, like a bereaved dog.

"I think Du Ming has a great chance of winning!"

"Haha, old man, how about we make a bet?" Zhao Zifeng said.

"Oh? What can you offer as a prize?" Hua Lao asked with a smile.

"Thousand-year black iron!"

Zhao Zifeng was holding a cyan stone, as soon as the object came out, even the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

"Good guy, then I can't take advantage of you. This is a golden jade fruit, which can increase people's foundation for breaking through eight patterns, how about it?"

Zhao Zifeng's heart skipped a beat, although he can't use the golden jade fruit, Chu Yixin can still use it.

"Very good!"

In the arena, the situation became more and more critical. Du Ming pressed on every step of the way and had already cornered Wang Guohu.

"Surrender, I will not kill the weak!"

Wang Guohu gritted his teeth, "Don't even think about it, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

"Hmph, then just wait!"

The thunder whip in Du Ming's hand exploded even more, seven patterns flickered, and his momentum climbed to the top.

"Running Thunder Whip!"

Du Ming shouted loudly, and the thunder whip split into four, crushing towards Wang Guohu.

"Looks like it's over, little brother, I'll just accept your Millennium Black Tie."

Hua Lao hand grabbed Xuan Tie.

"Hey, don't worry, it's not over yet!"

Zhao Zifeng stopped Hua Lao with a smile on his face.

Hua Lao turned his head to look.

The situation on the stage changed, Du Ming's thunder whip was blocked by Wang Guohu.

"What! Why are you able to block me?" Du Ming tried his best, but the Thunder Whip couldn't advance an inch.

"Hehe, you've been fighting for so long, shouldn't it be time for me?"

Wang Guohu flexed his muscles and bones, revealing his muscular muscles.

However, what was even more surprising was that there was a layer of fluorescent light on Wang Guohu's body, and the lightning whip couldn't hurt him at all.

boom!
Wang Guohu grabbed the thunder whip and pulled it hard, taking away Du Ming's weapon.

Without the weapon, Du Ming's strength was reduced by half. He kept dodging, but the ending was set!

"Old Hua, you're welcome, kid!"

Zhao Zifeng cupped his hands, his face was full of schadenfreude.

"Hmph, brat, you must see it?" Hua Lao pretended to be angry, but secretly said in his heart: Good boy, you can beat this old man just by your eyesight.

"Kingdom Tiger wins!"

"Next match, Zhang He will face Xue Cheng!"

In the next second, the two jumped onto the ring at the same time.

"Hey, Miss Hua's family belongs to me, I advise you to stop thinking about it!"

"Miss Hua family can see you?"

Xue Cheng smiled disdainfully, and rushed towards Zhang He with his bare hands.

The two fought hand to hand, fighting back and forth.

"Hua Lao, let's gamble again? I bet on Zhang Hesheng!" Zhao Zifeng asked with a smile.

"Still betting? You really treat me like an old man and a fool!" Hua Lao looked at Zhao Zifeng unhappily.

During the conversation, it was hard to separate in the arena, but in the end, the two fell down at the same time, and no one took advantage.

Seeing this scene, Hua Laochang felt regretful.

"Hey, it's you who always said not to gamble!"

Zhao Zifeng grinned and said.

"Next match, Zhao Zifeng will face Xiao Kuang!"

Zhao Zifeng walked downstairs.

"Xiao Kuang's greatest strength lies in the sword, be careful!" Hua Lao seemed to remind him unintentionally.

"Thank you!"

After speaking, Zhao Zifeng stepped into the ring.

boom!
After a loud noise, a strong man nearly three meters tall jumped onto the stage.

Zhao Zifeng looked up, the strong man's face was covered with tattoos, and he looked fierce.

"Xiao Kuang!"

"Under Zhao Zifeng!"

As soon as Zhao Zifeng finished speaking, Xiao Kuang rushed up, his speed was very fast, he jumped behind Zhao Zifeng in the blink of an eye.

"too slow!"

The corner of Xiao Kuang's mouth twitched, and his fists hit Zhao Zifeng's head like a hammer.

If this blow was resolute, Zhao Zifeng would not die or be maimed.

"be careful!"

Du Yuesheng exclaimed.

At the critical moment, Zhao Zifeng turned over and rolled down, narrowly avoiding the punch.

Even so, there was a big hole where he had just stood.

"I go!"

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Zifeng's forehead, he couldn't see Xiao Kuang's strength at all.

This is obviously a big guy, but the speed is quite amazing,
"Boy, you won't be so lucky next time!" Xiao Kuang sneered.

As he spoke, he stepped on his feet and rushed towards Zhao Zifeng.

Zhao Zifeng could only dodge his sharp edge and keep dodging.

Seeing this scene, the audience booed.

"Tch, that's it!"

"Like a mouse, I see defeat sooner or later!"

"I bet Xiao Kuang will win!"

The people downstairs had different opinions, but they didn't know that a big man came upstairs.

"Elder Hua, what's going on on stage?"

"Pingzhi is here, what do you think of this young man on the field?" Hua Lao asked with a smile.

Hua Pingzhi glanced at Zhao Zifeng, shook his head, "This young man can't beat Xiao Kuang!"

"Oh? How can you see it?"

"Xiao Kuang has been difficult to deal with before even using the saber. One can imagine the gap between the two." Hua Pingzhi sneered.

Hua Lao continued to ask: "What if I say Zhao Zifeng is sure to win?"

"impossible!"

"It's impossible for Ling'er to marry a weak person, besides, this young man has no chance!"

Hua Pingzhi is still insisting on his own ideas.

"Then how about we make a bet?" Hua Lao looked at Hua Pingzhi and continued, "If Zhao Zifeng wins, I want you to agree to one condition!"

"If Elder Hua loses, I want you to do one thing for me!"

"what's up?"

"Destroy the Du family!"

Hearing this, Hua Lao's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Hua Pingzhi to make such a request.

The situation on the field was still one-sided, Xiao Kuang was blocking Zhao Zifeng's retreat.

It seemed that Zhao Zifeng's defeat was a certainty.

"I promise you!"

Hua Lao agreed to the bet.

On the other hand, on stage, Zhao Zifeng was still looking for opportunities. He didn't want to expose his strength, so he could only delay by dodging.

"Boy, I caught you!"

Xiao Kuang let out a low shout, and punched Zhao Zifeng's face with his fist.

Zhao Zifeng could only stop Xiao Kuang's attack with the Qingyun Sword.

In the next second, Xiao Kuang's fists hit like raindrops, Zhao Zifeng had no chance to catch his breath.

He could only block it with his sword.

"Brother Zhao, attack him!" Du Yuesheng was so anxious that he hurriedly reminded him.

After Xiao Kuang rested in one breath, his attack was slightly weaker, Zhao Zifeng seized the opportunity and swept his sword towards Xiao Kuang's legs.

The two finally distanced themselves.

Gaining a chance to breathe, Zhao Zifeng didn't stop, but charged forward with his sword.