super king glory

He has spiritual consciousness, and he heard what Zhu Naozi and Zhao Shixin said just now.

He's seen someone who commits suicide, but he's never seen one who commits suicide like this.

This Zhu Naozi, in order to kill himself in the ring, even ran to Guiyuan to ask him to change the number of matches.

This is a black box operation, but Wang Xiaojian doesn't mind.

In Wang Xiaojian's eyes, Zhu Naozi tried every means to die.

What Wang Xiaojian has to do is to fulfill him.

Guiyuan Guiyuan glanced around, and landed on the eight young talents in the area to be occupied.

In the auditorium, everyone's eyes fell on Gui Yuan.

Everyone had a look of excitement on their faces.

They don't know who will face whom in the second round, but there is no doubt that it will be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Because everyone who entered the top eight is extremely outstanding!

Under a pair of expectant eyes, Gui Yuan's sharp voice filled with true energy spread throughout the audience.

"Today's competition for recruiting relatives, there will be four competitions. They are——"

"The first group: Hu Rui, the prince of the Shang Kingdom, will face off against Zhao Shixin."

"The second group: Prince Zhou Bai Junqi, against Ruan Ketian."

"The third group: Hu Liang, the prince of the Shang Kingdom, will face off against Chu Xiaodong."

"The fourth group: Zhu Naozi, against Li Bai."

Gui Yuan enunciated clearly and reported the number of matches.

A smile appeared on Zhu Naozi's face.

Wang Xiaojian thought he would be placed in the first group, but he didn't expect to be in the last group.

As for Hu Liang and Hu Rui, they all fell into the first group.

"What is this going to do, put the bloody thing at the end?"

"This is exactly what I want!"

Wang Xiaojian was talking to himself, looking at Zhu Naozi's self-righteous appearance at this moment, a smile appeared on his face.

This guy is so happy now, I don't know how to die later.

Standing beside Wang Xiaojian, Chu Xiaodong looked at Wang Xiaojian's disapproving appearance, secretly worried for him, and said, "Brother Li, Zhu Naozi is extremely powerful, even stronger than Tian Hailiang, you have to be careful when you meet him."

"Brother Chu, I will. Thank you for reminding me."

Wang Xiaojian nodded and smiled, knowing that the other party cared about him because of Chu Xiao's relationship, but he also accepted it, saying: "Brother Chu, you should be careful when you face Hu Liang, that guy is not weak."

Chu Xiaodong smiled and said, "Yes. Brother Li. But no matter how powerful he is, I will defeat him."

"Ah."

Wang Xiaojian nodded.

The two looked towards the direction of the ring together.

At this time, along with the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, Hu Rui, the prince of Shang, and Zhao Shixin all stepped onto the stage.

The two fisted each other symbolically, and the match began.

Zhao Shixin held a long knife in his hand and took the lead in the attack.

Hu Rui held the sword in his hand, but he didn't draw it.

However, what is surprising is that even if Hu Rui didn't draw his sword, Zhao Shixin was still suppressed miserably.

Every knife of his was easily dodged by Hu Rui, and every big move was easily resolved by Hu Rui.

Zhao Shixin went all out, but couldn't touch Hu Rui at all.

At this time, Zhao Shixin was already sweating profusely, but Hu Rui was still strolling in the courtyard.

Chapter 225 The Powerful Prince

After another ten correct moves in a row, Hu Rui's moves suddenly changed.

He kicks out.

The leg whip that was as fast as a shadow hit Zhao Shixin's chest.

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, Zhao Shixin grunted, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out of the ring like a cannonball.

"In the first round, Hu Rui wins! Hu Rui advances!"

The referee announced the result of the match.

"waste!"

On the ring, Hu Rui raised his head, and let out a disdainful sneer from the corner of his mouth.

As the first semi-finalist in the family recruitment competition, his heart is full of superiority.

His gaze swept across Zhao Shixin whose ribs were broken, and finally landed on Wang Xiaojian, and then a sneer appeared on his face.

It was a cold smile, with provocation in it.

As if to say, this is your opponent?

Wang Xiaojian understood Hu Rui's gaze, and immediately burst out laughing.

"This forceful pretender can score ninety points."

"But if you think you can beat Zhao Shixin, you can beat me, that's Shabi."

"I will hurt again, let him pretend for a while, and turn him into a real Shabi later."

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, ignoring Hu Rui's provocative gaze.

There is a life and death contract between them.