In the stands, Sun Haoran changed color and suddenly stood up: "A bunch of waste!!! Why can't even beat a little girl!"

In the stands, the foreigner who was receiving the injection was carefully checking Gu Li's body, holding a form in his hand, constantly filling in something on it. He looked at the subject who died tragically in the field, chuckled indifferently, and continued his work.

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Lu Yao and Liao Ya came up and watched Liao Qi non-stop.

She said shyly, "I'm fine."

Seeing that the girl was fine, Lu Yao felt relieved: "I don't know what medicine this person has taken, so I have to hold on until now. Otherwise, you would have won."

Then he looked around: "We have won two games, can we receive the prize?"

The sisters also had this question and couldn't help looking at the main seat eastward.

The three people above seemed to be arguing something. After a while, Sun Haoran showed his head and shouted: "Both sides fell off the ring at the same time and got a draw. Prepare for the third competition."

The sound was not loud, but people in the entire restaurant could clearly hear it.

Everyone felt that it was wrong: "This is not an exchange competition. Why do you even talk about falling out of the arena when fighting for life and death? It was obviously the Liao family boxing that won!"

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On Lu Yao's side, the two sisters were furious when they heard Sun Haoran say "a draw".

They didn't plan to play Lu Yao at all. They thought they were enough to set the victory, but they didn't expect that the other party would use any means to turn black and white!

"Shameless! I obviously won!" Liao Qi cursed angrily, then thought of something and hurriedly said: "Sister, what should I do? Should I let Lu Yao go to the field..."

Liao Ya's face turned pale, she looked at Lu Yao and said seriously: "Junior brother, you have your own idea about this matter. If it really doesn't work, we can admit defeat. Let's make a long-term plan...

"What a joke!!! If you admit defeat, not only will the boxing gym be gone, but your father's remains will also be humiliated, absolutely not!"

Lu Yao was talking while moving: "The opponent is just a green skin. I am refining my spirit and entering into meditation. It is easy to solve him~"

He is more anxious than revenge, and he will never allow himself to retreat in the last days.

Liao Ya naturally knew the miraculous effect of refining the gods and rekindled hope: "Then junior brother, be careful."

At this time, a restaurant clerk came to remind him: "The time is coming soon, please come. Please come on stage."

Lu Yao nodded and smiled: "I understand, thank you."

The young guy seemed to have been treated so politely for the first time. He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The other party has taken the weapon, you'd better choose one."

"Fortunately I'm prepared~" Lu Yao happily took out the kitchen knife in his arms.

Because I use it every day, the kitchen knife is particularly sharp, but the appearance is really... too frustrated.

Liao Qi pointed to the kitchen knife and exclaimed: "When did you bring this thing?"

Liao Ya stood up and said anxiously: "You can't take it on stage and fight to the death! I'll find a weapon!"

Lu Yao waved his hand: "No, I have never touched a weapon, and I can't use it even if I find it."

Growing up in a comfortable and peaceful environment since childhood, kitchen knives are the most advantageous thing.

"Okay~ I'm going to go on stage! The first stage in my life!"

After saying that, Lu Yao walked onto the ring with a kitchen knife in the eyes of the two women.

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The spectators were indifferent to the last low-level competition. When Lu Yao came on stage, a burst of laughter came in an instant.

"Cooking knife? What does this sick man want to do?"

"This person's breathing and posture are obviously not practicing martial arts. Are you looking for death?"

"Interesting, let's take a look."

The opponent has already come on stage to wait. This is a fat and strong man who is 1.9 meters tall and weighs 200 kilograms. He has several scars on his bald head, tattoos are exposed on his neck, and a hint of silence in his cruel eyes. He looks like an old gangster at first glance.

This person is dedicated to collecting debts in a tobacco restaurant, and his family is best at forcing people to destroy them. Although he is in the Muscle Practice Realm, he has achieved the record of killing a bone-forging warrior in a melee!

He held a sharp-eared knife and laughed: "I didn't expect that it was my old Shen who carried the beam. Are you going to scrape me with the kitchen knife?"

Faced with this opponent with different physiques and huge combat experience, Lu Yao instantly entered a state of meditation and used the kitchen knife to make a "Come here".

Old Shen approached with a knife calmly. Unlike his appearance, he was very cautious with his rich experience in fighting.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Yao's ribs and kidneys, ready to stab him at any time. This was his most familiar attack method.

Seeing that Lu Yao was always standing there without moving, Old Shen would not be polite, so he stabbed him in the heart on the spot.

Lu Yao suddenly turned sideways, letting his opponent's attack fall into the corner of his clothes. At the same time, the kitchen knife in his hand slashed and cut Lao Shen's wrist into a hole, and the blood flowed continuously.

Old Shen roared, and the wound aroused his bloodiness instead, and he pounced on him and stabbed him again!

Lu Yao's five senses firmly locked his opponent, clearly grasping his every move. He still avoided the attack by a slight difference, and then used a kitchen knife to cut Lao Shen's face on the spot, with a three-inch-long wound on his face.

If he hadn't been hiding quickly, he would not only be distorted, but blinded his eyes.

Lu Yao was confused by the kitchen knife, and felt that this thing was easier than expected and more suitable for his playing style. He didn't need much effort, just relying on the opponent's strength.

At this time, many people have already seen the trick-

"This sick man has refined his spirit and entered into meditation. Isn't this just like playing with a monkey?"

"After entering into meditation, the sensitivity of the five senses is incomparable. You can easily grasp the opponent's movements, which is indeed a monkey-like trick."

The Liao sisters were nervously holding hands, and when they saw Lu Yao taking the upper hand, they were filled with joy.

Liao Ya even sighed: "My junior brother has surpassed me in the spiritual practice. His state of entering into meditation is deeper than mine."

Liao Qi stared at Lu Yao without blinking, full of admiration.

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Old Shen was bleeding all over his hands and face. At first glance, this sick man was a layman with no fighting experience. He could only chop and chop around, but he was not his opponent. He would definitely die if he did this a few more strokes!

"I'm paralyzed! I'll kill you, a sick man!"

Even if Lao Shen did his own skill, he rushed up and stabbed him! Taking advantage of Lu Yao's avoidance, he raised his arm and pointed it at him.

I saw a three-inch-long arrow shot out with a "whisper" from his wrist. The man actually had sleeve arrows tied to his arm!

Lu Yao was in a state of meditation and clearly saw the opponent's movements. He even saw heavy metal arrows shooting out, and immediately dodged the arrow sideways.

But unexpectedly, Old Shen raised his arm and shot a second shot! At the same time, he smiled grimly: "You're stupid, I've brought two!"

Lu Yao was old in his posture, but he really couldn't avoid it. Fortunately, the state of entering a state of meditation has a great auxiliary effect on combat.

He put the kitchen knife across and blocked it in front of him, and the arrow bounced away by the blade!

When Old Shen saw this scene, he was stunned and stunned.

This sick man dodged two sleeve arrows within 10 steps! This thing is a hidden weapon comparable to a powerful crossbow. He is not a warrior. How did he do it?
Chapter completed!