The square is still bloody!

This time it was not Wang Hai who came to power, but Wang Zhongshan, a figure like Dinghai, a magic needle in the Wulin of the Southern Province.

Wang Zhongshan slowly walked onto the ring with sad face and heavy voice, "Four warriors have died yesterday and now!"

"Maybe you don't understand why this conference was held, why so many people died, we are still continuing!" Wang Zhongshan was excited and shouted loudly, "Because our southern martial arts world has fallen into the west, and one is worse than the other!"

"Yes, you will say what does this have to do with you!"

"Then I will tell you, if the Southern martial arts world is over, can you still live the rich and rich life now? Can your descendants still enjoy this kind of life?"

"No! Your good deeds are built by our ancestors! You are now thinking of quitting the martial arts world, driving luxury cars and living in luxury houses to run a business! Impossible! I dare say that as long as the southern martial arts world is finished, you will all lose everything!"

Wang Zhongshan's tone was very stern, and it was even more cold to look at the semi-martial arts people who were now thriving in various places!

"I'm saying so much today to tell you that this is not a meaningless sacrifice! It's the blood of these people that guarantees you the right to enjoy life!"

Wang Zhongshan was excited and looked at the successful people who lowered their heads, with sad faces. These people had fallen into depravity!

Originally, he didn't want to say this, but when he saw some people pointing at the same time as watching a monkey show, he could not help but hear him shouting when he saw the warrior die!

"The competition continues! If there are still people who dare to laugh and scold me, my Nanzhou Martial Arts Society will not give up!" Wang Zhongshan looked cold and ignored others' reactions and went back to the rostrum.

Yesterday, several unrestrained warriors looked ashamed and panicked. They just said a few words in private yesterday, but Wang Zhongshan found out. If the Southern Martial Arts Association really wants to cause trouble for them, will they have any good fortune?

No one cares about the life and death of these guys, and the participating warriors looked even more happy. They fought to death on them, not to be a monkey to see, and what Wang Zhongshan said even more reached their hearts.

Zhang Yang also looked at those people with pity, and these people were really white. They are now grasshoppers on the same rope as the martial arts world in the Southern Province. If the martial arts world in the Southern Province are finished, these guys will not all suffer.

"Okay, now we will start drawing lots. The two people we draw will compete on stage!" Wang Hai said loudly.

There are not many warriors left today, and their strength is much stronger than yesterday. Zhang Yang secretly turned on the scanning system and couldn't help but secretly talk. These guys are indeed very strong!

There were more than a dozen people with force over 90 points, and three of them actually reached 99 points. This is a person of the same level as Hong Crazi.

Although it seemed very simple to Zhang Yang kill Hong Chuangzi at the beginning, as long as Hong Chuangzi handled it carefully, it is still a question whether Zhang Yang can survive until now.

Of course, Zhang Yang is a little more powerful than that time, but none of these people are easy to meet.

The blonde young man who spoke to Zhang Yang yesterday was one of the three. "It seems that it is not that easy to win the championship this time!" Zhang Yang thought to himself.

The two on the stage had similar strengths. Zhang Yang's scan showed that they were both in their 80s of force. The two fought for more than ten minutes and decided the outcome. One of them suffered some minor injuries. It seemed that both sides were restrained. After all, the blood on the stage was still there, and they didn't want to use their blood to add beauty to the stage.

The results of the next few competitions were not as expected by Zhang Yang. Those warriors with force above 90 easily won. It seems that 80 to 90 is also a watershed.

At this time, one of the three people Zhang Yang focused on came on the stage, and Zhang Yang focused his attention. This was not comparable to an ordinary perfect warrior, but a master who might be able to break through Mingjin in the next moment.

The result disappointed Zhang Yang. It was not that he was not powerful, but that his opponent's strength was too big; he was beaten off the ring without taking ten moves, and he could not see the opponent's true strength at all.

The competition continued, and it was Zhang Yang's turn soon. When the other party saw Zhang Yang coming on stage, a hint of timidity appeared on his face.

After all, Zhang Yang is famous, and some of his previous deeds have been revealed. The famous wolf soul on the Tao was killed by Zhang Yang. At that time, he was just a great success in the cultivation of strength, and the wolf soul was perfect in the cultivation of strength. Later, Zhang Yang first killed Hong Chaizi, who is well-known in the southern martial arts world, and easily solved Boss Chen yesterday. He couldn't help but worry.

What's more, those who compete with Zhang Yang did not have a survivor, and it would be good if they didn't give up directly.

"Brother Zhang, I know I'm not your opponent, let's just have a fight." The other party said nervously. If he was asked to step down directly, he would not be able to lose face. But if he really competed with Zhang Yang, he would be a little worried that Zhang Yang would take the lead.

Zhang Yang was a little helpless. He was not a murderer, so he needed to say it out loud! Besides, the other party had not had a holiday with him, so why did he kill someone?

Unfortunately, Zhang Yang didn't know that he had already made the name of not leaving any survivors in the martial arts world, otherwise he wouldn't have thought so.

"Don't worry, the competition is for the sake of competition, and I will not deliberately take heavy moves." Zhang Yang said lightly. He just wanted to win the Nanwu Club championship. For these uncompetitive warriors, he would not deliberately hurt people's lives.

The competition was boring, and the other party couldn't let go of his hands and feet to fight Zhang Yang. Their strength was quite different, but now they were full of loopholes. After a few strokes, they kicked the other party off the ring. Seeing the other party with gratitude, Zhang Yang was really helpless.

Although the force value does not fully represent a person's strength, the results of Zhang Yang's scan almost all won. Except for a few who met the unlucky guys who were also above 90.

The two great-achieving warriors who won yesterday were also eliminated in this round. After all, there is still a gap in strength. Yesterday they only won by surprise.

No one died this time, but there were still several seriously injured, and it was caused by those warriors with little different strengths that could not stop.

The Martial Arts Society has a rough understanding of the strength of these warriors in advance. Zhang Yang is sure that there is definitely something wrong with drawing lots, otherwise how could those warriors with a force value of more than 90 have fewer collisions?

Zhang Yang is not very concerned about these things. As long as he has the strength, even if there is something wrong, he still swept across the road.

The remaining warriors were two unlucky people who had to withdraw because of the injury in the last competition, and fewer and fewer people were left in the red area in the field.

The game is about to enter the final stage. When the lottery results of this round came out, Zhang Yang directly affirmed the cheating of the martial arts association.

Almost all those warriors with a force value of 90 or above met, and he would not believe it if he was killed by a coincidence.

He easily defeated his opponent, Zhang Yang closed his eyes and rested, too lazy to watch other people compete. In this case where the strength is very different, he could not see a person's true strength at all.

Yao Fei was watching the audience in the audience with relish. Although the strength of these people is not in Zhang Yang's eyes, they are all legendary figures for him.

"Big Witch, the master has entered the top ten, and he has obtained 50 million!" Yao Fei shouted excitedly when he saw another injured person among the remaining warriors.

"Stupid! Did Zhang Yang come for 50 million! If it's for money, you need to work hard like this!"

Xia Xinyu was a little unhappy. For families like her, if they need money, they don’t need corruption or anything else. Any policy can help them live without worries about food and clothing.

She knew that Zhang Yang didn't care about these things, but she didn't understand why Zhang Yang participated in the Nanwu Society!

"I'm just talking about it, aren't I happy if the master wins?" Yao Fei saw the big witch get angry, and quickly nodded and bowed to admit defeat.

"Hmph! What's there to be happy about? Don't you still have to continue to work hard later. It's better to quit now!" Xia Xinyu said angrily.

Yao Fei was full of entanglements, and his feelings were all wrong. He simply stopped talking and continued the competition in the stands.

As Yao Fei said, Zhang Yang easily entered the top ten.

The Nanwu Association is about to enter the final stage!

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Chapter completed!