"Unless one party admits defeat, he will never die."

A staff member of the Dusk Boxing Competition closed the iron cage. He looked at Qin Dahai playfully, wondering how long this guy could live.

"Kill people! Kill people!"

"Take his life, take his life!"

"Hahaha, break his head! Poke his anus!

The hysterical roar in the audience was conveying like waves. Qin Dahai stood on the ring holding the knife in his hand, expressionless, but the tyranny in his eyes was already self-evident.

The rose man held two daggers in his hand. After the service of two handsome men for an afternoon, he was full of red faces, shaking the dagger in his hand, and said with a smirk: "Qin Dahai, there are many people who want your life. I admit that you are very good at fighting. Why not lose to me as soon as possible. In this way, you can live. How about it?"

Qin Dahai did not speak, but pinched the knife in his hand.

The rose man sneered, licked his lips and said, "You have to think clearly that you can enjoy it when you are alive. Don't die for the sake of being happy for a while, haha, I don't think anyone will collect your body here."

But the answer to him was Qin Dahai's left hand trembled and a dull little knife.

The knife is only three inches long and extremely sharp.

The Rose Man's face suddenly became cold, and he said sinisterly: "It seems that you are seeking death by yourself."

“It’s so fucking much nonsense.”

Qin Dahai, who was already in anger, shouted violently, swung his left hand, and the flying knife shot out quickly. The flying knife drew a strange arc in the air. The rose man reacted smartly, and his body quickly avoided the flying knife. Then he rushed forward with a dagger and sneered: "It seems that I really want to make you suffer a little."

Speak nonsense!

Qin Dahai stomped the ground with one foot, and the huge force drove him to jump into the air. The knife in his hand slashed away with the force of slashing Huashan. The rose man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that he could not dodge the knife. He set up a dagger with a cold face to block it. With a tingling sound, he suddenly felt his mouth numb, and his body involuntarily retreated three or four steps.

Qin Dahai curled his lips, turned around and left after landing, grabbing the air with his left hand. The knife that had flew out before was now back in his hand and walked to the door of the iron cage. He said coldly: "Open the door."

"This is not over yet." The guardian said hilariously: "I'm afraid I'm going to admit defeat now? Don't you think it's too late?"

"What are you doing!"

"What are you running? I haven't seen enough yet!"

The noise in the audience was getting bigger and bigger, and a spitting star was about to spray at Qin Dahai. The people at the front were also cold-hearted. Don’t think that you can survive by admitting defeat now. You will only die even worse. Yang Yun sneered: "Sister, brother, Qin Dahai seems to be afraid, it’s better..." Before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and looked at the ring with disbelief.

Song Dong wanted to make a few sarcastic words, but at this moment, he was shocked in his eyes.

Yang Ji was solemn, with a little bit of disbelief.

Pon Xilie's eyes were gloomy.

Everyone stared at the ring in amazement.

The rose man died. He lay on the ground, blood flowing out from under him, his eyes still had the sarcasm he had before his death, but at this time he died, his whole body was motionless.

At this time, everyone saw the ticking blood on Qin Dahai’s flying knife in his left hand.

"This..." The guardian swallowed, and he was a little incoherent: "Why...he...why are you..."

"Open the door, I won't waste time with the dead." Qin Dahai said coldly.

Dead!

Just died like this!

What exactly happened? Everyone looked at the body of the rose man on the ring quietly, why did he die like this?

"How is this possible...How is it possible..." Yang Yun opened his mouth wide in shock: "How could he be like this..."

He didn't say the word "strong". From the bottom of his heart, he would not accept Qin Dahai's strength. He would only think that Qin Dahai was just a mud leg that could be controlled by others. Yang Tinglan's beautiful frowned slightly. She glanced at Yang Ji, but found that the latter's eyes were a little flashing. She could be sure that even Yang Ji could not have imagined that Qin Dahai's flying knife was so weird.

The man surnamed Xiao behind her also shrank his pupils and said, "It seems that we still underestimate him."

Song Dong, not far away from them, also felt a little chill in his neck at this time. He no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he used to be. He had disbelief in his eyes and said in a disbelief: "How is this possible!"

Song Qi was also trembling in his heart, remembering the words from just a few minutes ago.

Look, how I kill people in this ring, I will take revenge on you, I will do what I say!

She was really scared.

….

How the hell is this possible!

Most people had this idea with this thought, watching Qin Dahai walking out of the iron cage and sitting on the chair with expressionless face, but Qin Dahai got up again before he could warm up, because at this time, the tone was filled with incredible host talking nonsense, and then called his name again. He was not surprised and walked towards the ring with a knife.

At this time, the guardian didn't even look at Qin Dahai, for fear that the silent knife would kill him.

"Next, it's Penghai Jiuyou Qinhai, fighting against Nanyang Jiuyou Guo Shen!"

This is the civil war of Jiuyou, and Qin Dahai will not be surprised. He knew that Jiuyou's forces were spread throughout the Northern Liao Province and even the entire north. Jiuyou forces in each region would compete. What he represented was the power of Jiuyou Qifeng in Penghai City. Anyway, the only one who died was the thug. Mr. Chang was the leader of Jiuyou in a region, and he didn't deal with Qifeng very much.

I heard it was Guo Shen.

Representatives of many front-end forces took a look.

"Guo Shen is also a famous figure in Nanyang. He was also a survivor of the quarterfinals in the last dusk boxing match. He was originally arranged to take Qin Dahai's life in the second game. There should be no accident this time, right?"

"Hmph, that kid is just lucky. Let's look at Guo Shen's methods." Yi Changyun, the leader of Jiuyou of Nanyang, said calmly: "Guo Shen is a veteran after all, and he is strong. Humph, he is lucky for the first time, but he won't be lucky for the second time."

"Look at it again. I was neglected just now, and I couldn't see it!"

Yang Ji stared at Qin Dahai's left hand with his eyes close to Qin Dahai's left hand, and Qin Dahai was holding a flying knife in his left hand. He wanted to see the traces of the knife!

Guo Shen is indeed a veteran. He stood on the ring without any intention of despising Qin Dahai. He was completely shocked by Qin Dahai's magical flying knife before. He stared at Qin Dahai, especially the flying knife in Qin Dahai's hand, and thought: "His flying knife is a bit weird. I must fight closely, so that I can have a chance to protect my vitals and restrain him from throwing the flying knife, so that I can have a chance to kill him!"
Chapter completed!