There were cheers and crazy shouts all around. The eyes of these people were even shining like beasts. They were like lechers who had seen a naked beauty. They were all extremely excited.
It was not until this moment that Xiao Bing realized how bloodthirsty and cruel the devils were. For them, only killing seemed to be the most exciting thing!
Xiao Bing smiled. "Since you like it, then I will satisfy you. Unfortunately, Wu Laoer will be disappointed, and those guys who are looking forward to my death will be disappointed … Since the Devil Race respects the strong and the weak are prey to the strong, then I will show you what a real strong person is!"
Xiao Bing squeezed Zhuo Yin's hand and whispered, "Don't worry, none of them can hurt you, and you will not be forced to marry someone you don't like!"
Zhuo Yin nodded. But for her, the most important thing now was not whether she would be forced to marry into the Wu Family, but Xiao Bing's life.
The crowd on Thursday had already gone crazy. They all shouted, "Boy, hurry up!"
"Hurry up and die. Remember to bite off a few pieces of flesh from Wu Laoer's body before you die!"
"Yes, don't lose face for the Devil Race. Don't be scared and run away."
Xiao Bing ignored these manic voices and stepped into the arena.
Wu Laoer grinned and said, "How dare you come here to die. Boy, I will show you how powerful the realm of Dan-Jin is!"
There was a faint flow of Genuine Qi in Wu Laoer's body, which was a sign of the early stage of Dan-Jin. Now Wu Laoer could store Genuine Qi in his body, but he could not form a shield on the surface of his body. And he could not release Genuine Qi to launch an attack. At most, he could use Genuine Qi to enhance his own strength when his body touched.
Wu Lao Er stamped his feet on the arena, and the arena let out a heavy rumbling sound, showing his absolute power. This kind of power made the people below the arena excited, and they shouted crazily, "Kill him!"
"Kill that arrogant bastard!"
"Tear him into pieces!"
"Drink all his blood!"
Looking down, Xiao Bing thought, "This is the Devil Tribe. This is the Devil Tribe that is extremely thirsty for power and blood!"
Fortunately, humans ruled this world. If the Devil Race really succeeded, what would the world become? Every day was a day of slaughter. Every day, blood flowed everywhere, and the stench of blood spread throughout the world.
Xiao Bing shook his head and walked toward Wu Laoer. Zhuo Yin shouted from below the stage, "Brother Tianci, be careful. If you can't handle it, jump down from the stage!"
Zhuo Yin looked at her father and sobbed, "Daddy, I feel like crying."
"Sigh, everything depends on him. Moreover, life and death are decreed by fate. Even if the weak die, it is only natural. He can only blame himself for not having enough strength. However, he died for us. We must remember him forever! "
Zhuo Yin wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and asked, "Does he have any hope of winning?"
"I don't know. I don't know if he was as strong as Wu Laoer in the past. But after all, he has just suffered such a serious injury. If he can come down from the stage alive, it should be a miracle …" Zhuo Han sighed, "I actually regret letting him take our place."
Xiao Bing stepped toward Wu Laoer. Wu Laoer punched Xiao Bing in the chest. Xiao Bing's lips curled into a cold smile. Now Xiao Bing's body had not really recovered. He was seriously injured when fighting with the people of the Vatican. When he crossed the seal, his body was almost torn into pieces. This time, the injury was very, very serious. But for Xiao Bing, as long as he recovered a little, it would be easy to deal with Wu Laoer.
Xiao Bing's body slightly sidestepped, and then he grabbed Wu Laoer's arm with one hand. Then he grinned and said, "Wu Laoer, you said before that you would twist my head off, right?"
Wu Laoer looked at Xiao Bing in a daze and said, "What's wrong?"
"How are you going to twist my head off without your hand?"
Xiao Bing suddenly exerted force in his hand, and then with a crack, one of Wu Laoer's hands was abruptly broken. Then Xiao Bing directly tore his hand off from his arm.
Wu Laoer howled in pain. All the people below were quiet. Obviously, no one would have thought that such a scene would happen. Even the father and daughter of the Zhuo family were stunned.
But Xiao Bing did not stop there. Then he grabbed the other hand of Wu Laoer and tore it off. Wu Laoer fainted directly from the pain.
The people below the arena began to boil. They began to roar and shout wildly, "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! "
"Hurry up and kill Wu Laoer!"
Xiao Bing held Wu Laoer's head and sighed. Suddenly, he shouted to the people of the Devil Clan below the arena, "Our Devil Clan has always followed the law of the jungle. The strong are respected. Well, from now on, no matter who dares to provoke the father and daughter of the Zhuo family, they will be beheaded like this person in front of them! "
Xiao Bing did not show any mercy. He broke Wu Laoer's head and then kicked his body off the arena!
The people below screamed wildly, but not because of fear, but because of excitement.
Xiao Bing did not really want to kill, but he knew that this was the Devil Clan, not the human society. It was useless to be kind here. Kindness would only harm oneself.
Now that he had defeated Wu Laoer, if he let him go, what would he do after he left the Devil Realm? Who would protect the Zhuo family then? The Zhuo family was his savior, so Xiao Bing did not care to help them eliminate the root of the problem.
Zhuo Yin's eyes sparkled. Suddenly, she ran directly to the arena and hugged Xiao Bing. She said happily, "Thank you, Brother Tianci, thank you …"
Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Didn't I say before that I will be fine!"
Zhuo Han also rushed to the arena and grabbed Xiao Bing's shoulder. He said excitedly, "You really won. I didn't expect you to win. Hahahaha … Good kill, good kill."
At this time, someone below the arena shouted, "What's your name?"
"Tianci!" Zhuo Yin said proudly and excitedly, "His name is Tianci!"
Then, Tianci's shouts rang out from below the stage. Each and every one of them was shouting the word 'Tianci'.
While everyone was shouting, the members of the Wu family walked up from below with ugly expressions. One of them, who looked to be in his forties and looked similar to Wu Laoer, said in a slightly angry and bitter tone, "Fine, you win this time. But my second brother is dead, and we'll avenge him. Don't forget, our family is now a noble family. When my third brother returns, we'll have plenty of ways to deal with your Zhuo family. Just you wait!"
Zhuo Han's expression changed. He thought that the strongest in the opponent's family was not Wu Laoer, but Wu Laoer, who had just entered the blood list.
The one who spoke was Boss Wu. Boss Wu snorted and left angrily with his people. But at this time, no one would pay attention to the loser. Everyone was shouting crazily for Xiao Bing.
Xiao Bing and Zhuo Yin went back. After returning to the yard, Zhuo Han sighed and said, "It seems that there will still be trouble in the future. The Wu family will come to make trouble sooner or later."
Zhuo Han looked at Xiao Bing and said, "I just saw that your strength should have reached the Elixir-strength stage, right?"
Zhuo Yin looked at Xiao Bing with some excitement. Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Yes, I have."
It turned out that if Xiao Bing was a strong man with Gang-strength, he did not need to dodge that punch. In everyone's opinion, Xiao Bing's strength might be above Wu Laoer, but it should not be too much stronger. After all, Xiao Bing did not show any terrible strength at that time. It was just that Wu Laoer was too careless and did not take Xiao Bing seriously at all, so he was directly killed by Xiao Bing.
Zhuo Han said with a serious face, "Since Wu Laoer can enter the blood list, his strength must have reached the Gang-strength stage. This person is not easy to deal with. I'd better think of a way to ease the relationship with the Wu family."
Xiao Bing did not care much about what Zhuo Han would do. As long as Zhuo Han did not attack the Zhuo family, Xiao Bing would not kill him. But if Zhuo Han took the initiative to provoke him, then Xiao Bing could not be blamed.
In the next few days, Xiao Bing was still recuperating in the Zhuo family. Now Xiao Bing was not particularly familiar with the Devil Realm, and his strength had not recovered, so it was not suitable for him to leave for the time being. Moreover, Xiao Bing had to wait for Wu Laoer to come back from the Demonic Mountain. He wanted to see how the Wu family would deal with the Zhuo family, and whether they would attack again. Xiao Bing must solve the problem of his savior before he could leave with peace of mind.
In the blink of an eye, another week had passed since the previous contest. Xiao Bing's body had now recovered by half. As long as he did not use the power at the level of Breaking The Void, his injury would not relapse, and there would not be too big a problem. According to Xiao Bing's current strength, as long as he did not provoke the castellan here, ordinary people could not do anything to Xiao Bing. At least Xiao Bing could be regarded as a master of the blood list.
Xiao Bing felt that it was about time. He decided to stay for another week and then see what the Wu family was doing. If there was no movement, he would leave to find Gao Fei.
On this day, a week after the contest, someone from the Wu family came again. The servant of the Wu family sent a letter of challenge, stating that the Wu family still wanted to avenge Wu Laoer, and Wu Laoer wanted to challenge Xiao Bing in the arena. Life and death were fated.
The other party was a noble. Although it was a little unreasonable, Xiao Bing had no right to refuse, especially when he heard that if Xiao Bing refused, Zhuo Yin must enter the Wu family. Xiao Bing immediately agreed. But this time, Xiao Bing was more anxious than the other side. The time was set for the next day!
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