After vomiting blood, my beauty value soared

After a while of silence, everyone in the stands fell into a further frenzy. They stood on the stools, rolled up their sleeves and waved their arms. Their eyes were red and they roared almost hoarsely. The air was boiling like boiling water. .

The ubiquitous smell of blood in the air further inspired the madness in their bones.

They stared at the building under the lights on the ring with frenzied eyes, and leaned forward scrambling,

"Zero! Zero! Zero!"

"Fuck 'em. Screw their heads off."

"Challenge, challenge, overthrow them!"

One after another shouted like waves, the atmosphere was hot, and the red-haired man was completely infected. He stood on the stool and blushed, and raised his arms and shouted together, his face flushed red.

Elder Qin looked at Lou Ye on the stage strangely, and thought of something, the strong black man who fell to the ground on the ring had been silently carried down.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose came on stage, raised his hand and pressed down, the people in the stands gradually became quiet, and the middle-aged man spoke,

"Very good, today's newcomer Zero has brought us an outstanding visual feast, and he seems to be very confident in his own strength. It seems that he came prepared this time. However, since he wants to challenge, Then you should know our rules here."

The middle-aged man looked at Lou Ye, Lou Ye nodded, "I know."

The redhead had spoken to him.

"It's good to know, but in order to prevent spectators who come to this place for the first time from understanding, let me explain again, the rules of our challenge here: Only the champions who have won ten consecutive victories are eligible to challenge the champions who are stronger than themselves. But two levels of challenge, ten consecutive victories can only be allowed to challenge [-] or [-] consecutive victories, but they are not eligible to challenge forty consecutive victories."

The middle-aged man explained to the stands, and some old spectators booed in the stands. They had known this rule for a long time, but there were also new spectators who had just arrived and saw someone challenging for the first time and nodded in a sudden realization.

At the same time, their expressions were excited, it had been a long time since the challenge incident happened, and they were able to see it today, how could they not be excited?

"Very good. Now that the rules are clear and clear, the next stage will be handed over to our rookie—Zero! After all, is he able to become the champion of ten consecutive victories without losing a game, and successfully win the challenge? The qualifications, or the broken halberd and the middle way in the sand?"

"let us wait and see!"

The roar below almost knocked the roof off.

The first person to play was the one who was in the same waiting room as Lou Ye, and who was the first to speak rudely to Lou Ye.

He looked at Lou Ye with gloomy eyes, all the people in the stands below shouted Lou Ye's name, no one noticed him, and there was no cheering as imagined, which made his expression even more gloomy and uneven.

He swung his fist and rushed forward, Lou Ye's figure was straight, leaning slightly to one side, pulling and tugging his wrists slipping and twisting.

Next second,

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the man's tall body fell directly off the ring and hit the ground deeply.

Just like the first battle, it lasted only 2 minutes. Everything happened like a flash. The atmosphere in the stands seemed to be ignited by this muffled sound. The air was extremely crazy and hot.

"Race Two: Winner Zero!"

Those who fell under the ring were hurriedly carried away.

"Zero! Zero! Zero!" The screams from the stands were mixed with madness and excitement, and they were even more eager than before. There was no reason and calm here, and they only had violence and blood. confrontation.

No one noticed the losers, they could only see Lou Ye standing on the stage in their eyes, mixed with eager madness and red heat.

In the third scene, a short middle-aged man appeared on the stage.

His attacks are extremely skillful, proficient in the structure of the human body, and his attacks are sinister and ruthless, slightly stronger than the previous two.

Lou Ye walked ghostly, and suddenly appeared behind this person, kicked this person flying and slid to the edge of the ring, clutching his chest, bleeding profusely, unable to get up.

"Match [-] Winner: Zero!"

In the fourth scene, the person who played this time brought his own weapon. The sharp dagger was in his hand like a butterfly piercing through a flower, like a finger arm, and he stabbed towards Lou Ye. Bo's eyes.

The murderous sound of the dagger clearly told Lou Ye the location and direction of the murder weapon.

The silver light lifted a strand of Lou Ye's forehead hair, turned sideways, and went straight towards Lou Ye's neck, and there was a cruel and bloody smile from the owner of the dagger, and Lou Ye's eyelids moved slightly.

"Crack!"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

There was a crisp fracture sound, and Lou Ye stood on the stage unharmed.

The dagger that was close at hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the owner of the dagger wailed while hugging his broken right hand. His nose was covered with cold sweat, his lips were pale, and he was helped off the ring.

The hook-nosed referee middle-aged man is obviously very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, shouting:

"Race [-] Winner - Zero!"

Fanatical shouts broke out again from the stands.

In the fifth match, the opponent was the same as the second match, the same person who was in the lounge with Lou Ye before. This man had obviously watched the previous match, and he was extremely nervous at the moment. He looked at Lou Ye in fear and stood on the stage for a long time dare not move.

"Come on, you jerk."

"Is this scared to pee your pants?"

"Hurry up and go home and find some milk, why do you come here with such a little guts?"

"Zero, come on, kill him, break his legs, twist his neck, smash him into a pulp."

"hurry up."

This person must not dare to move when standing in the same place, looking at Lou Ye as if looking at some kind of devil, he knows his own strength, let alone humiliating Lou Ye so much in the lounge before, he changed his position and thought , if it was me, I would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity for revenge.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he let others go by himself. After trembling for a long time, he finally said, "I, I, I... I admit defeat!"

"Fuck, where did the softie come from? Such a waste?"

"Admit defeat if you don't fight, shh..."

"Trash, idiot, get out."

There were boos from the audience, and he got off the ring with an ugly face.

The referee appeared in due course and announced excitedly: "Winner of the fifth game: zero!"

For five games in a row, Lou Ye on the stage ended the challenge in just a few minutes. The whole process took no more than 5 minutes, and he was unscathed. He proved his ability with his strength, and the people in the stands suddenly had new fun.

That is to bet, to guess whether there is anyone behind who can last longer.

In the anticipation of everyone, the sixth game began.

The player with gray hair was a young man with gray hair. He was kicked off the ring by Lou Ye in the 4th minute and lost.

In the seventh round, the opponent's right hand drooped weakly, kneeling on the edge of the ring, unable to stand up for a long time.

In the eighth round, the opponent couldn't even keep up with Lou Ye's speed, chasing Lou Ye and attacking, but missed by an inch every time, and couldn't attack Lou Ye no matter what, he could only chase Lou Ye's back in annoyance.

At this time, the stands had already started to be agitated. While looking at the stage excitedly and contentedly, they whispered,

"I don't know if anyone can break the 5-minute record of zero."

"Look, he has always been able to do anything with ease. It seems that tonight is his practice match."

"There is no hope tonight, they are all trash, do you think this will be so strong in the future?"

"Not necessarily. The players who will fight against him tonight are all rookies, and their strengths are uneven. Naturally, they can't compare with him, but it won't be necessarily the case later."

"I think this zero can win fifty consecutive victories in the ring."

"I think it's going to be a [-]-game winning streak."

Listening to their speculation, the red-haired man in the stands scratched his head, pulled the old man's clothes, motioned to Lou Ye on the ring, and whispered, "Old Qin, how far do you think he can go?"

Qin Lao looked at Lou Ye on the ring, he was always calm and calm, and his moves and body skills were easy to master. It seemed that there was no change in him for eight consecutive rounds, but Qin Lao never got out of Lou Ye's bottom, and it seemed that the eight rounds of confrontation For Lou Ye, it was just a good time to warm up.

After pondering for a moment, "Maybe we can win [-] consecutive victories."

"Can't you win a hundred games in a row?" The red-haired man now has a kind of confidence in Lou Ye.

"Look at the specific strength behind him." Mr. Qin didn't say it was possible, nor was it impossible.

The red-haired man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a deafening cheer.

Sure enough, Lou Ye on the stage won again, and his opponent was being thrown off the ring with a pale face.

The opponent in the ninth round was a young man who wielded a stick. The wind of the stick slammed into Louye with the wind. Within 2 minutes, the man fell down in the middle of the ring with the stick. The stick had already rolled away. Seconds later he was carried down on a stretcher.

Game Nine Winner - Zero.

The tenth round is the last round, as long as Lou Ye passes this round, he will be qualified to leapfrog the challenge. Even if the red-haired man can guess the result, he still can't help being nervous until his heart beats faster.

"It's the last match, it's just the last trembling."

The hook-nosed referee in the stands came to the stage, glanced at the people below with fiery eyes, and pondered for a while before saying:

"Next, it's the last match. Whether or not we can win all ten games in a row depends entirely on this match. I invite you—our last challenger!"

The last one to come up was a bald man who immediately raised his hand and shouted, "I admit defeat and abstain."

As soon as these words came out, some people in the stands were disappointed.

"Hush, another abstainer."

"It's boring, you idiots are cowards."

"Get off, get off."

But the bald man didn't seem to care about these words. He touched his slippery bald head and thought to himself, he's not stupid.

Ling himself on the stage made it clear that he couldn't beat him, he was sure to hit every shot, and there was a lack of medical treatment in the outer city. If he was seriously injured and the appearance fee was not enough to buy the medicine for himself, he would not take the risk.

If you are laughed at, you will be laughed at, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

But more people are extremely excited and excited.

The hook-nosed referee came on stage and announced loudly, "After so many years, tonight we finally have another ten-game winning streak winner who has qualified for the challenge, and he is—"

The atmosphere was ignited, and the people in the stands shouted,

"zero!"

Lou Ye stood under the light in the center of the arena, looking at the frantic red eyes of the crowd below, even the air was boiling and burning, the passion, speed, blood, violence, primitiveness, confrontation, heartbeat, and adrenal hormones were permeating here. Rapid secretion, everything makes them extremely satisfied and fascinated.

They shouted Zero's name one after another, hoarse and frantic.

Ten games in a row, without a break, without a break, all ten victories were unscathed, wonderful and neat, no one could survive 5 minutes from his hands, and successfully qualified for the challenge. They are wildly excited.