"Now! Please participate in the first round of elimination and go to the arena of your own competition group. At that time, we will present your fighting style to the whole world. At this moment, the audience sitting on the computer, in front of the TV, and even your relatives and friends. At this moment, please show your long-lost ability and let them and let people from all over the world see you!"

The commentary resounded through the loudspeaker, echoing loudly over the venue, and the next second, a loud voice was made, "—You are the real strong men!!"

At the four corners of the hall, countless sounds of wings flapping covered the noise below. A group of white doves, colorful balloons hanging from colorful flowers flew into the sky. The stunning picture of the eyes sounded again.

"it's beautiful."

Linda, sitting on the sofa, excitedly stomped on her high heels, picked up the camera and took the "white clouds" and "sea of ​​flowers" that rose up. The observation platform here is two stories higher than the stands of the gatekeeper, and it is also the highest position on the bulge of the entire guild hall. Looking at the colorful balloons rising from below and the white doves passing by, Natalie couldn't help but lean forward, took out her glasses and put them on to look carefully.

Wang Ruhu, who was sitting between the two women, crossed his hands in front of his chest, looked at the colorful scene, and was indifferent. Such a scene was not at all attractive to him.

Soon, the rising sea of ​​flowers and white clouds flew away from his sight. His eyes fell back to the wide venue below. He watched the contestants walking on the ring one by one, pressing the number he drew, fighting against his opponents on more than 30 small rings. The characters who did not make him feel lit up, turned their faces and asked about the women around him.

"Your changes seemed a little obvious after you asked about the woman who disguised as you after the dinner."

Linda, who was sitting on the left, turned her head and blinked her eyes, while Natalie on the right was stunned for a moment, then she slanted her eyes and curled her red lips, and approached Wang Ruhu a little intentionally or unintentionally. Her slender legs under her skirt were grinding with iron-gray stockings, and one foot gently shook and pressed against the man's belly. Without saying a word, her eyes turned back and looked at the small ring with fierce fighting below.

In the first round of knockout rounds below, some people have been eliminated, and the remaining tables will not take long. After all, real competition does not have much viewing quality, and the process will not last long. Often, a few seconds or two can decide the winner.

But for those who came to the audience, they were used to seeing the hot weapons in TV and the superpowers in movies. The feeling of returning to the Colosseum was burning. Some excited male audiences, seeing the hot-shaped beauty, were quick to beat a fat man out of the ring, stood up for a moment, whistled, waved their arms and shouted loudly.

The women in the audience were also fanatical. They stood up excitedly for the contestants they liked, and even took off their coats, shaking two heavy balls, and their faces were flushed with excitement, making the men around them forget to watch the game. They looked at the women one by one. The nearby cameras also desperately shot the woman's chest for a few chicken legs, and brought a few close-ups... Then, the organizer fired to replace them.

When the camera switch and the photography substitution attracted a lot of boos from other men in the audience, the second round of knockout had already begun. Among the contestants this time, there were two or three who made Wang Ruhu interested. One of the contestants on the No. 19 ring in sight was the blonde Eastern European woman Pova, and her opponent was a young Asian young man wearing a white martial arts uniform and bowing to his opponent.

As the referee's white glove fell between the two, there was no politeness on both sides, he directly hit him head-on and started fighting. In less than five seconds, Powa hit the other party's head with a side elbow. The young man in the white martial arts uniform fell to the ground. The on-site medical staff came up and carried the person down the ring to rescue him.

Wang Ruhu had a very good eye. He looked at the rescued man from afar, and then was pulled away by the medical staff with a white sheet. It is not difficult to imagine that with Pova's fighting skills tempered in the fire of war and his guidance before his amnesia, these soft flower shelves could not be walked for a few seconds.

His eyes moved again. The nearby arena No. 21 is also a woman, but she is an Asian. Her martial arts uniform is different from those of the previous ones, with short-sleeved red patterns and Chinese characters from the Red Leaf Martial Arts Hall on her back.

Wang Ruhu would pay attention to his compatriots for a while. Natalie, who was standing beside him secretly hooked him with her feet. Seeing that she didn't respond, she looked down with her eyes and covered her mouth in surprise.

"That's your Chinese woman? Very awesome!"

While speaking, on the ring numbered 21, a figure hit the ring guardrail. The guardrail woven by nylon rope stretched out in an instant. The woman with the "Red Leaf Martial Arts Hall" had a strong arm muscle bulging, and her palms were tightly grasping the tabletop, so she did not turn over and fall down.

Opposite her was a white male contestant, speaking Portuguese, her palms were slightly bent, and something that ordinary people could not see was condensed in the palm of her palm. The camera director took the electronic screen. Many people in the audience were guessing that it was a psychic, but what was being controlled was revealed in the next second.

On the other side, the woman who was beaten to the edge of the ring gritted her teeth and supported her back on the stage, and fought with the other party again. She was hit by some invisible ability and had no power to fight back. Just when the audience was sorry for the woman's about to fail, the figure of the woman who was being beaten suddenly lowered her head and bowed her body, as if she had seen something. She rushed out to avoid it in an instant, and when she rolled on the ground, she grabbed the man's ankle, and the power of the warrior was reflected in the moment.

Bang!

He directly pulled the Portuguese contestant to the ground. The woman pounced on her firm body, pressed her knees against the other person's chest, and pulled the other person's neck with both hands. In an extremely fast movement, she pulled the person back, twisted the other person's fingers and limbs and rolled wildly. Each impact hit the other person's head to the ground, and circled the ring dozens of times until the other person fainted.

Wow!

In the surrounding audience, there was an uproar, and the ornamental fighting finally appeared, and he immediately applauded fiercely at the winning woman.

Smack ~~

Wang Ruhu looked at the shaking and suppressed the fainting woman and couldn't help but raise her hand to give some applause. Such a stubborn and confident woman deserves encouragement.

"A respectable player."

In the subsequent game, some acquaintances entered the court. The comrade of Australia, Murben, Ken, Zorn, and of course Tori also appeared in the ninth round of elimination group. After those days of training, this black young man made great progress. His figure was light and thrust, and his straight punches were fast and fierce. His opponent was hit by a combination of punches without even distinguishing his position.

The woman in the red tight leather jacket that he had been paying attention to was in the eleventh round of the afternoon.

Unfortunately, the other party did not show anything that Wang Ruhu cared too much.

The whole day's game was one after another, with a total of twenty rounds, almost half of the people were eliminated on this day, and the remaining half was the real competition.
Chapter completed!