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    “Okay.” Cheng Mu said nothing more.

    he continued to look at the arena.

    There were also die-hard fans of Bert in the audience, shouting his name vigorously: “Bert! Bert!”

    On the central projection, the host paused for tens of seconds before speaking again: “The last one will be invited to come to the empty space of the Mas Family Arena!”

    With the sound of “he”, the lifting platform on the right slowly rises.

    Everyone on the stage looked in the direction of the projection.

    It was a completely black figure.

    Wearing loose black training clothes.

    There is no helmet on the head, only a black mask, with dark gold and red outlines, which seems to outline the appearance of a fire phoenix, almost rising from the flames.

    The figure is thin, and the long black hair is tied at the end by a black ribbon.

    The wide cuffs on both sides are tied with black ribbons.

    Hold one hand behind your back.

    It’s a girl.

    Following the host’s introduction, she slightly raised her head.

    The pair of exposed eyes were sharp and deep, filled with murderous intent.

    And with the most mysterious color.

    “That…that’s…” The captain sitting next to Carlo couldn’t help but stand up and stared blankly at the projection screen.

    He is the person who maintains order in the arena.

    How could I not remember this mask, this murderous and solemn figure?

    After seeing the projection, most of the people in the audience fell silent for a moment, and then stood up suddenly.

    “It’s blank!”

    “Blank!”

    “It’s she!”

    “…”

    People who pay attention to the Arena have never heard of the legendary existence in the Arena more than two years ago.

    This existence has dominated the arena for almost a year, giving Ruijin a headache!

    In just one year, she showed her talents in the arena and attracted countless fans, but then she suddenly disappeared, and even the Mas family could not find her existence.

    The audience present are all people who pay attention to the arena, so they can naturally recognize him.

    “Who is this blank? Is he also a boxing champion?” In the audience, Uncle Xu felt that the figure was indescribably familiar, but his aura was too bloody, as if he came from a pile of dead people. This was very unfamiliar.

    he couldn’t help but ask Cheng Mu. After all, Cheng Mu and Qin Ran seemed to be very familiar with M State…

    Cheng Mu looked at the figure in the center and couldn’t help but pause. He shook his head, and then hesitantly asked the people from the Mas family next to him: “Who is that man in black…”

    “That’s blank! The black fire phoenix is her symbol! Can you imagine the most legendary myth in the gladiatorial arena?” The man from the Mars family’s neck was red. “It took her a year, from being beaten half to death in the weakest first-level arena, to standing in the eleventh-level life and death arena where no one dared to challenge!”

    “In the second half of that year, she was a nightmare-level existence in the arena!”

    “Even Lord Bert has someone who dares to challenge him, but she doesn’t! As long as it’s her arena match, and everyone puts their whole family’s lives at the mercy of her to win, there will be no loser!”

    “100% winning rate! The 100% record recorded on the wall of the underground arena has never been broken so far!”

    Listening to the young man’s words, the Xu family and Cheng Mu were stunned.

    Behind him, there was still an overwhelming roar of “blank” shouts.

    The young man from the Mas family sitting next to Cheng Mu was extremely excited. He held his hand on the armrest of the seat and looked at the projection in mid-air without moving away: “Look at the odds, they will soon turn upside down!”

    he As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Mu and Uncle Xu both lowered their heads to look at the odds at hand.

    It has indeed turned upside down.

    From 9.9:0.1, it became 0.1:9.9.

    Cheng Mu looked at the odds and then at the black figure on the ring, his face expressionless.

    The Xu family looked at each other.

    Only Xu Yaoguang looked at the black figure on the screen and remained silent.

    **

    In the ring, the host couldn’t help but be excited: “That’s right! It means keeping the king with 100% winning rate! Blank! The Mas family invited Blank!”

    “Are you two ready?” He restrained his excitement, looked at the two people beside him, and asked.

    Harold looked deeply at the woman opposite and made a sign of approval.

    The woman opposite also raised her hand to indicate that she could start.

    The host held the microphone and made an arc with his right hand. His voice was decisive and contained indescribable excitement: “The arena competition begins!”

    he took a step back.

    In the arena.

    Qin Ran looked calmly at the man wearing a lion’s hood opposite him, his left hand behind his back, slightly bent over, his eyes like daggers: “Please.”

    Harold is a second-generation boxing champion who has only improved over the years and has not retreated.

    He’s specially trained fists were as hard as iron, and everyone could hear the howling wind in the air when he waved his hands.

    The speed is too fast to avoid.

    Qin Ran looked at Harold’s hand calmly.

    She hasn’t boxed in black boxing for more than two years, but that doesn’t mean how can she forget these experiences gained with her life?!

    When Harold took action, she stepped aside and did not completely avoid the punch, but she also slashed at Harold with her left hand.

    The two of them each took a step back, and Harold could even see faint cracks under his feet.

    Cheng Mu and Xu Yaoguang looked inexplicably nervous.

    Everyone can see that Harold’s strength is not simple.

    “It seems that Blank and Harold are evenly matched. In a battle between two boxing champions, will Harold break Blank’s mythical record?” The host’s voice echoed fiercely on the radio. “Blank took a step back! Will Blank avoid Harold’s famous skill of flying 180 degrees? Blank blocked it! She blocked it with both hands! And she shot back! Oh my god, did her punching power exceed 1600!”

    “Bang——”

    Harold lay on the ground.

    There was blood around his mouth.

    After the host counted three times, he couldn’t help shouting: “Congratulations on our blank, the 366th arena competition——”

    “KO!”

    ------Digression-----

    **

    More updates tomorrow, night, good night…

    (//)

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