Warriors of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 251
The barbarian king, that man is Meng Huo!
Cheng Huang was heartbroken. In many games, Meng Huo was designed to look like a monster, but the Meng Huo in front of him was no different except that he was taller than ordinary people.

Cheng Huang squinted his eyes, and he could still feel the strong evil spirit on Meng Huo's body 200 meters away.This kind of evil spirit must be able to be trained in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

People with this kind of evil spirit may not necessarily have high force values, but they must have extremely rich combat experience.

Meng Huo walked up to the high stage, looked at the cheering crowd, his expression was neither happy nor sad, but his expression was not angry and majestic, with the aura of a superior.

When the nine warriors saw that it was Meng Huo who was on stage, they immediately became obscene and went up one after another to give up the right to compete.

This round, Meng Huo won without a fight!

Then, after a few more fights, the winners were Mang Yachang, Dong Tuna, Ah Huinan, and several unknown cave masters.

Cheng Huang frowned. It seemed that more than half of the victors were under Meng Huo's subordinates!
At this time, the host finally read the number [-], and Cheng Huang stepped off the high platform and walked towards the altar.

Seeing Cheng Huang take the stage, there was a burst of boos from the audience. Although Cheng Huang was very powerful, he was not from southern Xinjiang after all, so these barbarians did not want Cheng Huang to win.

Zhu Rong, who was hiding in the crowd, and the cave master who brought him on the high platform, both had worried expressions on their faces. After all, Cheng Huang was also their hope.

On the stage, the nine barbarian warriors were gearing up, looking at Cheng Huang with extremely unfriendly eyes.Cheng Huang touched his chin, it seems that these people are going to besiege him!

Sure enough, the host had just started shouting, and nine barbarian men rushed towards Cheng Huang together, and it really was a gang fight.

Under the stage, all the barbarians shouted in unison. They didn't think it was shameful to besiege a person at all.As long as Cheng Huang is knocked down from the altar, it can be regarded as showing face to the barbarians in southern Xinjiang!

Facing the nine rushing men, Cheng Huang was unafraid and clenched his fists tightly. He didn't start to act until the attacks of those warriors were about to fall on him.

"Roar……"

A roar like a dragon's chant shook the minds of several warriors, and then, Cheng Huang's coercion broke out instantly, and the majestic momentum rushed towards the warriors crazily.

Rank suppression!

Although these warriors are good in force, they can't exert [-]% of their strength under the suppression of Cheng Huang's rank.

Cheng Huang's figure flickered, and he had already punched one of the warriors in the lower abdomen.The powerful force almost turned the warrior's internal organs, causing him to bend down in pain, incontinence of defecation, and slowly fell limp to the ground.

At the same time, Cheng Huang dodged the fist of one of the warriors, leaned back, and kicked the man in the jaw.Thinking of the sound of bones breaking, Cheng Huang himself felt his chrysanthemum tighten.

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In just one stick of incense, the ten warriors were brought down by Cheng Huang and fell on the altar, groaning in pain.And they didn't even touch the corner of Cheng Huang's clothes.

In fact, Cheng Huang had retained his strength and hadn't done anything painful. Otherwise, these warriors would have been more than just injured.

A fight turned into Cheng Huang's personal performance, and nine barbarian warriors were easily knocked down with him on their backs.

For a moment, the square with tens of thousands of people was silent, and a needle could be heard, and the audience was shocked.

With this strength, I am afraid that only the barbarian king can fight with it himself!
And Zhu Rong in the crowd and the cave master on the stage had smiles on their faces.

However, Meng Huo, who was sitting on the high platform, stared closely at Cheng Huang, his eyes shot out with a strong fighting spirit.This Hundred Clans Conference, he must win the championship, and no accidents are allowed.

And the person in front of him, who came out of nowhere, became his stumbling block.Therefore, Meng Huo was very annoyed, no matter what, he would trample this man under his feet.

Sensing the fighting spirit coming from the high platform, Cheng Huang turned his head and saw Meng Huo's fierce gaze staring at him.

Shrugging his shoulders indifferently, Cheng Huang smiled lightly, and under the astonished eyes of the barbarians in the audience, he walked down the altar leisurely and came to the high platform.

Bringing the cave master nodded to Cheng Huang, smiled knowingly, Cheng Huang also nodded in response, and sat down in his seat.

The competition continued, and at noon, the second round of competition came to an end.

In this round, a total of sixteen winners were determined, but six of them were seriously injured and could no longer fight.

After dinner, the game continued.

The host came to the stage to explain the rules of the third round.

In the third round, the final champion will be determined.

There were ten people in total, and it was still a team battle, and the last person standing on the altar was the winner.

However, in this round, there is no restriction. Players can use weapons or concealed weapons. As long as they are knocked out and dealt with, they are considered victorious.

After the second round of elimination, those who can enter the third round are all the elites among the elites, at least reaching the strength of third-rate generals.

Cheng Huang rubbed his chin. If there were no accidents, he might be under siege again.However, I don't know if Meng Huo, the barbarian king, will put down his face and besiege him.

Since only ten people can still fight, there is no need to rank this time. This competition has a special benefit, that is, the host will introduce the information of each player.

"Next, the third round of the Hundred Clans Conference will start. Everyone already knows the rules of the competition. Then, let us invite the number one contestant. He is the Marshal A Huinan under the account of the Barbarian King. Without defeat, its strength is unfathomable..."

After the host's introduction, all the savages in the audience cheered like they had eaten Viagra.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third...

When Meng Huo appeared on the stage, the atmosphere in the square reached a climax.

"The barbarian king, the barbarian king..." Meng Huo's subordinates cheered. In their eyes, Meng Huo was like a god.

Looking at the barbarian who had been beaten like chicken blood, Cheng Huang couldn't help curling his lips.From this point of view, this Meng Huo is not only amazing in force, but also extraordinary in resourcefulness, otherwise, he would not be supported by many clansmen.

Meng Huo stood in the middle, holding a strange-shaped broadsword, about one foot long and more than one foot wide. It looked like a heavy weapon.

A group of warriors stood beside Meng Huo like stars holding the moon.

Finally, the host introduced Cheng Huang.

Cheng Huang walked up to the altar slowly, and as soon as he got on the altar, he was locked on by nine auras.

It seems that it really is a gang fight!Cheng Huang smiled helplessly.

Meng Huo swung his sword, and the barbarians in the audience stopped cheering immediately.Then he took two steps forward and said, "Everyone, don't interfere. I want to challenge this Han man one-on-one. I want him to know that southern Xinjiang is also a place where dragons and tigers are hidden."

Meng Huo's voice was thick and resonant, reaching everyone's ears.

"Beat him..., beat him!"

The barbarians in the audience shouted in unison.

(End of this chapter)