"Bro Ritian, since you are here to participate in the competition, does that mean you are assigned to the third ring as well?"
Wu Jiechao asked carefully.
"Also? You and I are both number three? "Zhao Ritian narrowed his eyes and said mockingly," Don't worry, I promise I won't kill you! "
"No, no, no … Bro Ritian, please don't misunderstand me. I don't have the guts to participate in the competition with my current strength!"
Wu Jiechao quickly shook his head and said, "Bro Bei is assigned to the third ring …"
"Motherf * cker! What do you mean by that? You called me Bro Ritian and now you are calling this bastard Bro Bei? Are you trying to call me a bastard? "Zhao Ritian shouted angrily.
"This … Bro Ritian … Listen to me! Bro Bei is really powerful … Both of you are my brothers … "Wu Jiechao was stuck in the middle.
"Him?"
Zhao Ritian looked at Chen Xiaobei condescendingly and said mockingly, "He is still a kid! What kind of strength does he have? On the stage, I can take his little life in half a move! "
"Bro Ritian! Calm down! Calm down! "
Wu Jiechao was startled, and he hurriedly advised, "When exchanging pointers in martial arts, don't go too far. Don't say anything threatening …"
"Heh … Don't worry. I am a very reasonable person."
Zhao Ritian laughed evilly, "It's okay if he doesn't want to die. All he has to do is kneel down and admit defeat!"
"This …"
Wu Jiechao gulped and did not dare to continue the conversation.
Chen Xiaobei smiled and said, "Okay. I will remember that."
"Good! You are smart!"
Zhao Ritian grinned and said proudly, "A wise man submits to circumstances! Those who go against me, Zhao Ritian, will not end well!"
"Don't be so full of yourself! You didn't understand what I meant!
Chen squinted his eyes and smiled, "What I mean is, I will remember to give you a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy on the stage. I don't want you to be beaten up so badly that you cannot even take care of yourself!"
"What?! A bastard like you wants to beat me up?! Do you believe that I will cripple you right now?! "Zhao Ritian was furious.
"What are you arguing about? Save your strength for the arena! Anyone who dares to disrupt the competition will be crippled of their cultivation and thrown out of Xuanjian Mountain! "
Just then, a young man with a stern face walked over. Judging by his attire, he should be from Xuanjian Faction.
"Aiyaya! Senior Brother Zheng! Why are you here? Don't tell me you've also been assigned to the third arena? If that's the case, then there's no need for us to compete. You'll definitely win the third arena! "
Just a second ago, Zhao Ritian was still acting all arrogant, acting like he was second to the heavens.
However, the moment he saw Senior Brother Zheng, Zhao Ritian instantly became a complete bootlicker.
From this, one could tell that Shixiong Zheng was far more powerful than Zhao Ritian!
"Hello, Senior Brother Zheng!"
Wu Jiechao immediately greeted him respectfully.
Shixiong Zheng looked at Wu and Chen condescendingly and said, "To tell you the truth, the third arena is known as the group of death! Apart from me, there are many other experts who have been assigned to this group! "
"Thank you for your reminder, Senior Brother Zheng, but I didn't sign up …" Wu Jiechao gulped.
Then, Shixiong Zheng turned to look at Chen.
Chen could not be bothered with him. He just ignored him.
One should know that Chen was someone who could be persuaded by reason but not cowed by force.
If Shixiong Zheng spoke nicely, Chen would naturally give him the courtesy he deserved. However, Shixiong Zheng's disdain was written all over his face. Chen would definitely not use his warm face to greet a cold butt!
"Eh?"
Immediately, Shixiong Zheng's face turned gloomy. His eyes were like the eyes of a venomous snake, filled with a vicious chill.
"Shixiong Zheng! Let me tell you! This kid is not just an ordinary braggart! "
Zhao Ritian saw the opportunity and started to fan the flames. "Before you arrived, this kid had already said that he wants all the participants who were assigned to the third arena to kneel down and beg him for mercy! If they don't do as he said, he will beat them up until they can't even take care of themselves! "
"What?!"
Shixiong Zheng was already pissed. When he heard that, he was even more furious. "Son of a bitch! Do you know where you are right now? Don't you know how to spell the word death in front of Xuanjian Faction? "
"No! Shixiong Zheng, please don't misunderstand! Bro Bei didn't mean it that way. It's Bro Ritian … "Wu Jiechao wanted to explain but Zhao Ritian glared at him. He swallowed his words.
Wu Jiechao was the weakest among them. He wanted to help Chen Xiaobei but he did not have the confidence to do so.
On the other hand, Chen Xiaobei did not care at all. In fact, he even felt like laughing.
When I was bragging in Xuanjian Faction, your Shixiong Zheng was still hiding in a corner, trembling in fear!
"Quiet down!"
Just when Shixiong Zheng was about to lose his temper, an elder of Xuanjian Faction announced from the third arena, "The martial arts competition has officially begun! The first battle is between Zheng Zaigao and Shen Yishi!"
"Yes!"
Shixiong Zheng quickly replied. Even though he was not happy, he had no choice but to fight first. Before he left, he glared at Chen Xiaobei and made a throat-slitting gesture.
Upon seeing that, Zhao Ritian smiled evilly. "Hehe … Son of a bitch! Hurry up and pray! Shixiong Zheng hates you! If you bump into him in the arena, you will know what it means to lose your ability to take care of yourself! "
"Is he really that powerful?" Chen Xiaobei asked casually. He did not even bother to use his Netherspirit Battlescouter.
The eight seeded fighters had already been eliminated. The rest of them could not even reach True Nirvana cultivation.
As the saying goes, all those below True Nirvana cultivation are ants!
Be it Zhao Ritian or Zheng Zaigao, they were just ants to Chen Xiaobei. There was no need for him to use his Netherspirit Battlescouter.
"Ignorant!"
Zhao Ritian rolled his eyes at Chen Xiaobei and said, "Shixiong Zheng is the fourth most powerful fighter in the last martial arts competition! A Half-Step True Nirvana elite! You don't even know this! Ignorant people are truly fearless! "
"What about you? What rank did you get in the last martial arts competition? "Chen Xiaobei asked again.
"I, Zhao Ritian, was ranked seventh in the last martial arts competition! I'm also a Half-Step True Nirvana elite! It's not too late for you to give up now! "Zhao Ritian smiled coldly.
"I'm sorry. I'm not a coward! Why don't you give up for once? Let's see if I can learn it! "
"You're asking for it …" Zhao Ritian glared at Chen Xiaobei angrily.
* POM! *
Suddenly, someone fell from the arena. He spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
"First round! Zheng Zaigao wins! "The judge announced loudly.
"That's fast! One hit kill! Shixiong Zheng's combat power is much stronger than last year! "Wu Jiechao screamed.
"Kid! Did you see Shixiong Zheng's combat power? Do you still dare to act tough? Tremble in fear! Wahaha … "Zhao Ritian laughed arrogantly.
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