Chapter 479 Kill them! Revenge!

As soon as Yun Fu finished speaking, the two people on the ring started fighting.

As Yun Fu had guessed, the man holding the knife won and chopped off the man's head, with blood splattering on the spot.

The people around seemed to have seen this kind of scene many times. Instead of being afraid, they were even more excited.

"Da Dao Chen! Da Dao Chen!"

"The third-class district will win! The third-class district will win!"

…

Chen, the big knife, raised his knife, pointed it at the sky and let out a howl of victory.

The little bit of interest that Yun Fu had just developed was almost gone.

The knife is indeed big enough, but the way he uses it is really eye-catching, okay?

It seems that she overestimated this competition.

In the following competition, the candidates sent by the second-class district perfectly demonstrated what it means to “there is no worst, only worse”!

Were these players carefully selected?

Yun Fu said without exaggeration that anyone she picked from areas seven, eight, and nine would be stronger than these "warriors".

Liu Baoshan also showed joy on his face, clapping his hands excitedly: "Good, good, good! Good fight! Big Knife Chen, there will be a huge reward when we get back!"

Yun Fu was about to fall asleep when she caught a glimpse of the stands in the second-class area.

At this moment, the leader Saihu's expression was really intriguing.

He has lost five games in a row, but he is not panicking at all.

This is a bit unreasonable.

Could it be that they have other plans?

So, Yun Fu held this idea in mind and waited.

Eight people were killed in the second-class area, but in the third-class area, it was still the "Big Knife Chen" from the beginning.

After she yawned several times out of boredom, she finally waited for the person she was waiting for.

This warrior who just came on the court in the second-class area attracted the attention of everyone in the audience as soon as he came on the court.

On the ring, there was a tall man with his upper body naked. His broad chest revealed strong muscles and lines, full of power. His exposed chest and back were covered with new and old scars of various sizes.

However, what attracted Yun Fu and Qi Hanzhou to stare at him for a long time was not his strong and beautiful muscles and scars all over his body, but the iron mask helmet on his head.

The helmet covered his entire head from the top of his head down to his neck.

Only a pair of scarlet eyes and the area between the mouth and nostrils were exposed, and the appearance of the entire face could not be seen.

But that look was as fierce as that of a beast spies its prey in the woods.

"Finally, someone interesting has come up." Yun Fu instantly became energetic, and her body, which was sitting lazily and leaning, straightened up.

Qi Hanzhou's gaze also lingered on the man for a moment. Although the man was just standing there and doing nothing, the aura emanating from his whole body gave people an extraordinary feeling. He must be a man of good skills.

Not only did the man wear a heavy iron helmet on his head, but his ankles were also tied with heavy iron chains. When he walked, the chains dragged on the ground, making a friction sound.

On the ring, "Big Knife Chen", standing opposite the man, faced the man's scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent, and felt the oppression from head to toe. After a brief moment of distraction, he raised the big knife in his hand, shouted, and prepared to strike first.

The iron-headed man moved extremely quickly, and it seemed that the iron head and the iron chain could not restrict his movements. Before everyone could see his skills clearly, he had already snatched the knife from "Big Knife Chen"'s hand and held it in his own hand.

Then, without waiting for "Big Knife Chen" to react, he raised the knife in his hand and chopped it down.

Fast and accurate!

"Big Knife Chen" was suddenly at a loss, and in panic, he raised his hand to block.

The iron-headed man did not stop, but chopped off the arm and head of "Big Knife Chen" with one knife.

Two streams of blood gushed out.

Blood splattered on the onlookers around the ring.

The fallen head and arms also flew into the crowd due to inertia.

The crowd was in chaos, with screams rising one after another.

"ah……"

"Ah...head! A human head!"

"Oh my god! This lunatic! This is a lunatic who kills without blinking an eye!"

…

Tietounu faced the bloody scene before him, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

It was as if he had just chopped off not a human head, but a tree.

The remaining warriors in the third-class area were frightened by his murderous aura and dared not go to the ring.

Liu Baoshan's face was grim. He stood up and ordered his men to continue to the arena: "Come on, whoever wins the competition will be rewarded handsomely. Beauty, house, whatever you want, I can satisfy you!"

But if I have lost my life, what’s the use of having a beauty and a house!

Seeing his men starting to cower, Liu Baoshan flew into a rage and threatened with his sword, "If you don't go up, I'll kill you right now."

Opposite, in the stands of the second-class area.

The expressions on everyone's faces were exactly the opposite.

Chief Saihu shook his beard and smiled at them, "Today, I'll let you see how powerful this Iron Head Slave is! I'm sure to win this year's competition!"

Under the coercion of Liu Baoshan, someone from the second-class area finally stood on the stage again.

The Iron-Headed Man was like a killing machine with its mechanism activated. When he saw people, his eyes remained unchanged, but his hands moved decisively and quickly took care of another person.

There was nothing fancy about the moves; each one was a lethal one, and the execution was clean and beautiful. Even Yun Fu, who rarely admired others' skills, exclaimed in admiration for the first time: "Your skills are quite impressive."

Her heartfelt praise made Qi Hanzhou, a jealous man, feel a surge of jealousy. "I think it's just so-so! Xiao Fu'er, my knife skills are pretty good too. Do you want to see it?"

Yun Fu raised her little arm, smiled, and pushed away the handsome face that came closer. She said unhappily, "I just praised his skills. What are you imagining?"

"I didn't." Qi Hanzhou cleared his throat awkwardly, "Xiao Fu'er, be careful."

Seeing that the two people fighting on the ring had retreated towards them, Qi Hanzhou quickly protected them in his arms to prevent Yun Fu from being splashed by the blood spurting out from the stage.

Yun Fu poked her head out from his arms and once again met the iron-headed man's eyes. She always felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, but she couldn't tell what was wrong for a moment.

I could vaguely hear the iron-headed man's muffled and hoarse voice coming from behind the iron mask: "Kill them! Revenge! Revenge!"

Just like this, the Iron-Headed Man activated the killing mechanism again and again, until the nine people in the second-class area who were able to go on the ring became mutilated corpses lying on the ring.

Mo Li looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "This year, the second-class district won. In the next few years, as long as this Iron-faced Slave is around, I'm afraid the third-class district will lose."

This guy's skills are really great.

Even above him.