After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

Finish tying the shoelaces.

Looking at the eager eyes of the god who is looking at the hope of the future.

Gu Nanci: "..."

Dally failed.

It's too obvious to drag it any further.

Helpless, Gu Nanci took a deep breath and walked onto the ring with a blank expression.

As a specially invited former challenger, there is no need to wear ankle rings and iron chains to prevent out-of-range killings to the audience.

With a thin body, he walked up like that.

The passionate voice of the commentary resounded throughout the audience.

"The following is the ninth and final match of the defending battle! After this match is over, the first challenger of the year will be born!"

"Let us welcome the super newcomer who has won eight games in a row—Jiu Chen!"

In an instant, the audience seemed to be ignited, and countless excited and crazy voices resounded in the audience.

"Nine dust! Nine dust!"

Roaring, screaming, and boiling shouts made the eardrums buzz.

After a pause, the commentary sounded again,
"And, our ninth attacker—"

Not directly read out like before.

Instead, it fell into ten seconds of silence.

Not the suspense of a deliberate pause, but the consternation that borders on a professional mistake.

I was surprised by the prompt screen with the identity page written in front of me.

He opened his mouth, doubting his eyes.

In the end, my lips trembled uncontrollably, and I read out dryly:

"The No. [-] attacker is also the first fighter in the underground arena."

"zero."

I saw Jiu Chen's name being shouted a few seconds ago, which was deafening.

Then after this sentence came out.

Bit by bit, as if being choked.

In the end, like the commentator brother, the whole audience turned into dumbfounded shock.

"What... what? What did you just say?"

"Tong... passer? Zero?"

"A skilled fighter...fighting a quasi-trained fighter?"

"I'll go! Today's tickets are worth a fortune!"

Among them, there are sporadic audiences who have watched the zero game.

The moment I heard Zero's name.

His pupils constricted, he stood up in shock, and lay down beside the panoramic glass window, staring at the standing figure.

Like.

Taller, thinner, almost unchanged from a few years ago.

After seeing the porcelain white delicate jawline.

Memories of the past flooded back.

That boy who looks like a skinny monkey.

Starting from a small game that no one cares about, I have fought all kinds of hard stubble along the way.

In the final wheel battle, nine people were picked in a row.

A complete victory created the myth of gladiatorial fighting.

After watching so many matches, Rao also saw the later passers-by one after another.

But that scene at that time was like a god, and it was firmly in my mind.

That passionate scene will never be forgotten for a lifetime!
in a few years.

Seeing now, the figure returning on the ring.

Slowly overlap.

In the past, the young man who was covered in blood at the end of the fight had a thin body and a straight spine. Through the mask that was never taken off, one could see the fierce and deep black eyes at a glance.

And now.

The years seem to have never changed.

The violence that used to tear people apart has settled down.

Now it is a sense of relaxation all over the body, with a casual posture and a careless attitude.

It seems that they are not fighting, but returning to their own territory to patrol.

Still strong.

Still, as always, invincible.

The blood was all burned.

At last a loud cry broke out in the silence of all:

"—zero!"

Gu Nanci: "..."

A thrill.

Should say or not.

This voice is really refreshing.

That majestic and strong man's voice also had a trembling sound that was about to cry.

Suddenly, she heard the domineering male fans who shouted at her with banners and confessed their love in the previous life...

Tsk tsk tsk, this must be a diehard fan, right?
Originally still tense, he was directly discouraged by this zero fanatic.

Gu Nanci: Forget it, what about love?

I can't resist today.

Tomorrow is found to be finished.

The left and right will die sooner or later.

It just depends on whether she and the quack doctor can get someone to come.

Continuing with his proficient acting skills, he turned his hands and bowls, twisted his neck, anyway, his posture was called a foot.

Coupled with that awesome identity introduction.

All the eyes of the audience looked straight.

at last.

Under the eyes of everyone, the narrator announced in an excited tone of witnessing the epic scene:
"Now, the game officially begins!"

there.

Xing Fuxian and Manager Yu pinched their hearts at the same time.

One thought it was a sure thing.

As a result, a former passer-by came out halfway.

Xing Fuxian almost recited it without a breath.

however.

Almost tens of seconds passed.

The two people on the stage did not move at all.

According to one side, they stood coldly.

No one shot first.

Fang Liang was a faction who had stayed put as a mountain from the very beginning, and all the attackers swarmed to attack the adults as if they were proving their strength.

As for Gu Nanci.

knock!
Just her?attack?
Delay may still have a chance.

Go directly, I am afraid that you can see the cemetery on the spot.

At this juncture, there is no way to figure out what the cheap brother used to play——

No matter how he plays!Acting can be done by Gu Nanjue, but in actual combat, she must follow Gu Nanci's rules!
Ok.

her rules.

gou...

So ever.

Then there was this mysterious silence that made everyone puzzled.

"...What's going on here?"

"Could this be the style of a master fighter?"

"Hush! Don't interrupt, you don't seem to move, maybe they are secretly using their internal skills to fight! Have you heard of any master's tricks undercurrents?"

"...You have read too many novels about cultivating immortals."

"Damn! Move - move!"

"Nine dust is on!"

"Nine dust! Nine dust!"

The thunder was too fast to cover his ears, as if he was impatient with Tranquility, Fang Liang licked the blood from his hand.

After watching the previous games.

The people present found it complicated, maybe, probably, mostly.

That kid probably didn't have a drop of his own blood all over his body.

It was all infected by the unlucky opponent.

The fishy rust smell is like a catalyst that induces the tyrannical factor in the body.

Fang Liang raised his eyes coldly.

Bottomless, so terrifying that it is so dark that it can eat people up.

next second.

He raised his step, swooped down, and rushed straight to the enemy on the opposite side.

The speed is extremely fast, and even ran out of afterimages, and swung his right fist while running——

Not long ago, he swung a strong man of several hundred kilograms into the sky, and punched him with terrifying force.

The beautiful black pupils tightened for a moment.

Facing the threat of death, the crisis alarm was triggered, and there was a loud ringing in his mind.

Gu Nanci froze for a second.

She's just an artist after all.

Even though I have learned various skills because of work shooting.

For example, mastering the awesome martial arts ability, like breaking the bottle with bare hands, bluffed many people when necessary.

but.

In front of the real Lianjiazi.

Too much to watch.

Right now, he looked at Fang Liang who was rushing straight over.

The strong wind brought up by that body, and the fist that swung in the blink of an eye.

Yinhong's lips parted, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, and he tried his best to make a sideways reaction.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

She won't... I really have to explain here today, right?