The referee looked at the sky sadly, it was the first time he encountered such a difficult player.

You have to stop him. He is also a player. If he wants to challenge a hundred at most, he is a little crazy. It doesn't seem to be against the rules;

But why don't you stop him? How can this look like a farce? The grand group stage turned into a large-scale gambling scene?

"How to say?"

Facing Xu Xiaoshou's questions and the expectant looks of the group of people, the referee was a little dazed. He held the black sword in his hand and didn't know what to do with it for a while.

Above the void, the chief referee Xiao Qixiu finally noticed the situation in Arena No. 12.

If you don't pay attention, everyone else is fighting, but this arena is as quiet as a class.

One person speaks and a group of people listens...

Xiao Qixiu curled up his lips and said: "Very good, young and frivolous! Agree with him and let him suffer a little."

The referee had a backbone and immediately waved his hand: "Agreed, the game continues!"

The tall man's eyes suddenly lit up, and a greedy light burst out, and he shot out immediately before everyone else.

"I have a 'Hundred-step Beast King Fist'. I want your sword!"

Some people in the crowd at the rear were still hesitating, but when they saw that they had been taken advantage of, they were immediately upset.

Sure enough, opportunities are always reserved for the first one to eat crabs. It is a pity that such a good sword was gathering dust in Xu Xiaoshou's hands as a gambling item, and then changed hands and fell into the hands of a boxer.

"Senior Brother Liu, don't you try it? Your 'Great Dark Tribulation Fist'..." Zhou Zuo's eyes were a little moved, but he knew how much he weighed, so he didn't dare to take action.

Liu Zhen hid in the crowd and shook his head slightly: "Although I have also made a breakthrough, Xu Xiaoshou seems to have become unusual. Let's take a look first!"

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he thought of Xu Xiaoshou's overwhelming attitude when he first came out of seclusion that day. After a death seclusion, was there really such a big breakthrough?

"Under suspicion, passive value, +12."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what others were thinking. He looked at the tall man approaching with his fist raised, raised his head and laughed, full of heroism.

"Haha, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tiger's roaring phantom came over his head, shocking everyone's heart. When they reacted, they saw that under the phantom, there were actually as many punches as many as the Heavenly Gang in one second.

"Bang bang bang..."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even use any of his punches. He punched forward with both bare fists, hoping to use his bare fists to receive the pinnacle skill of the day after tomorrow: the Hundred-step Beast King Fist!

The crowd of onlookers suddenly exploded.

"Empty fist?"

"He's crazy!"

"Where does this Xu Xiaoshou get the confidence that he wants to take Qiu Wei's 'Hundred-step Beast King Fist' with his bare fists?"

"Well, doesn't Xu Xiaoshou only know one style of 'White Cloud Sword Technique'? I heard that he only knew the first style after practicing for three years..."

Everyone saw four fists colliding, and hundreds of roars erupted in an instant, which was deafening.

The next moment, everyone saw Xu Xiaoshou, who was wrapped in the shadow of a fist, striking out randomly, punching the air; and the tall man's fist shadow, dozens of times in one breath, hit Xu Xiaoshou's face.

"Fuck, it's so cruel, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Is this Xu Xiaoshou just here to make a joke? Does he really not know any boxing technique?"

Even the referee was shocked, this man...

At first I thought he was just here to make fun of me, but then I thought he was a strong man. Now it seems that he is just here to make fun of me!

Xu Xiaoshou was punched in the face. He was beaten so hard that he couldn't find his direction. He looked shaky, but he refused to take a step back.

He couldn't move anymore. He backed away and left the ring.

As people say, Xu Xiaoshou really doesn't know how to box, and he has never heard of the so-called "Hundred-Step Beast King Fist".

But, does this affect my fighting?

I am strong and willful!

The impact of the fist on his face could only cause slight pain, and even wiped away the strange feeling left in his body last night, but it did not hurt him at all!

As the shadow of the fist continued to fall, the information bar in his mind was constantly updated:

"Under attack, passive value, +34."

"Under attack, passive value, +46."

"Under attack, passive value, +32."

"Under attack, passive value, +42."

"..."

Xu Xiaohoule went crazy. While receiving the blow, he watched the information bar refresh crazily. He said that he loved this boxing technique of one breath and one hundred punches.

As he expected, the innately "strong" defense was simply not something that these guys with acquired boxing skills could break through.

Even if the other party’s cultivation is as high as the seventh level!

"Are you tickling me?" Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the opportunity and quickly squirted. The next second, his mouth received countless punches.

The tall man Qiu Wei became more and more frightened as he fought. He even felt tired. Why did this guy seem to be fine?

"Death!" Hearing this, he roared angrily, suddenly his whole body turned red, white smoke came out, and his fist speed doubled again.

"Blood burning technique?"

"Crazy, Qiu Wei is crazy!"

Everyone watched with fascination and their blood was boiling. Qiu Wei's fist speed at this time was enough to challenge the Ninth Level of Spiritual Refining!

"Under attack, passive value, +94."

"Under attack, passive value, +88."

"Under attack, passive value, +102."

"..."

Xu Xiaosule went crazy, completely crazy!

The passive value in my mind keeps soaring: 500, 700, 900, 1000...

He screamed while being beaten, constantly irritating Qiu Wei: "Good job!"

"Faster!"

"Yes, keep going at this speed!"

"It's refreshing, huh!" Fist Shadow closed his throat.

Everyone: "..."

referee:"……"

The audience was far away and couldn't hear the two men's fighting, but they were shocked when they saw the tragic situation.

"Isn't your little beast brother going to turn into a pig head?" Rao Yinyin said with a smile.

She looked at Su Qianqian, and Xiao Luoli was staring at Qiu Wei with murderous intent in her eyes.

Rao Yinyin: "..."

The onlookers were so angry that they wished they could take it upon themselves to beat this arrogant guy, so they had no choice but to punch the people nearby, and the fight suddenly started again.

Everyone is young and full of blood, so they will naturally be impatient after waiting for a long time, not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou's screams are constantly stimulating the blood in their ears.

Some people started a battlefield on one side, while others chose to continue waiting.

At the edge of the ring, the two men fought for a short time. They fought hundreds of times in an instant, which was thrilling to watch.

Among the onlookers, a weak voice suddenly sounded: "Look, Xu Xiaoshou's feet... seem to have not moved?"

Everyone immediately stared at his feet. Sure enough, under the high-speed punch, this guy looked like a rootless duckweed, trembling.

It looks like the center of gravity is unstable, but in fact it doesn't move at all.

"this……"

"How can it be?"

"Is it possible that what Xu Xiaoshou said about practicing a peerless magical skill is true?"

A Seventh Realm powerhouse who had been slapped on the ground by Xu Xiaoshou covered his face and said aggrievedly: "I told you he was very powerful, but you don't believe it..."

"Huh? Did you speak?"

A strong man in the seventh realm: "..."

He is a master of the Seventh Realm, but he has no presence in the group stage... God damn Xu Xiaoshou!

Xu Xiaoshou accidentally moved to the front of the battlefield in the gap between the fist shadows and opened a few places. His passive value was taken away a lot, and he suddenly became anxious again.

Why are you so anxious? You can't just wait for a while and then be lucky again?

He felt that he could not hang himself from a crooked tree!
To be continued...