Zhao Hu asked three times, but after no one had come on stage to challenge, he waved his hand and a comfortable tiger-skinned chair appeared on the ring. Zhao Hu strode to the side of the tiger-skinned chair, sat on it, closed his eyes, waiting for the strong men in Yuncheng to get up.

The audience in the audience looked at Zhao Hu with his eyes closed and his eyes were filled with surprise. They did not expect that Zhao Hu would sit on the ring and close his eyes to rest when no one challenged him.

This was simply silently mocking Yuncheng for being alone, which made some people who had a great sense of honor for Yuncheng very unhappy and even cursed secretly.

However, some people were unhappy when Zhao Hu saw it, some secretly admired Zhao Hu's courage and mind, and some even cheered and cheered loudly at Zhao Hu's behavior.

Zhao Hu ignored the thoughts and movements of the crowd below, and just leaned quietly on the comfortable tiger-skin chair and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the arrival of Yuncheng masters, and accumulating enough energy for his next battle.

As time goes by, Zhao Hu set up a stage to challenge the heroes of all parties in Yuncheng to spread rapidly. Many masters from all sides who have experienced in the distance or outside have put down their work and rushed towards the central square of Yuncheng, hoping to meet Zhao Hu, a bold figure.

Just as Zhao Hu closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, a strong man with a big axe flew straight from a distance to the ring and shouted loudly: "Is it you, a little kid, set up the arena to challenge the four masters in our Yuncheng?"

Hearing the strong man's words, Zhao Hu opened his closed eyes, glanced at the big man casually, and said lightly: "You are not blind. Haven't you seen me on the ring? I am the only one in the ring? Also, if you want to challenge, sign a contract, otherwise you should go down quickly and don't delay my sleep here."

Hearing Zhao Hu's arrogant words, the strong man's eyebrows raised, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted loudly: "Damn it! Are you looking for death, are you? Today I will give you a trip and let you see Master Pluto!"

As soon as the strong man finished his voice, he saw his big axe holding a flash of his body, turning into a stream of light, and rushed towards Zhao Hu. When he was only ten meters away from Zhao Hu, the big axe in his hand suddenly expanded ten times larger, and slashed hard towards Zhao Hu's head.

When the strong man was about to land on Zhao Hu's head, Zhao Hu, who was sitting on the tiger's skin chair, was still in a state of motion. The green sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot out from his body, directly smashing the huge axe, then spit out a huge amount of cold air, frozen the strong man and became a human ice sculpture for many viewers to appreciate it.

After the strong man using an axe was frozen, Zhao Hu ordered in a cold tone: "Let go of your mental power, otherwise I will break the ice and let you break into pieces!"

At this moment, Zhao Hu was no longer planning to slowly fight with the masters in Yuncheng, but planned to uniform or kill the masters who came on stage to challenge them as quickly as possible.

Because only in this way can we save time in battle and let as many real strong people come to the stage to challenge, so that he can get a large number of peak slaves in the Jindan stage with strong combat power.

At the same time, the stronger the combat power he showed, the more powerful the warriors he could attract and be truly recognized by the people of Yuncheng, so that after he became the city lord, he would recruit a large number of strong men from all sides for his own efforts.

Hearing Zhao Hu's cold words and seeing the substantial murderous aura emitted from his body, the strong man, who was frozen and frozen, trembled in his heart and thought he was unlucky. Then, he followed Zhao Hu's instructions without hesitation and let go of his mental power, allowing Zhao Hu to leave a spiritual mark in his mind.

After leaving a trace of spiritual imprint in the strong man's mind, Zhao Hu untie the ice blocks that were frozen and said lightly: "I'll give you a day to deal with private matters, and then come back to report to me. If you come back late, you will know the consequences."

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the strong man looked at Zhao Hu with a complicated look and said respectfully: "Yes, sir, I will return on time."

After saying that, the strong man turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the ring.

After the big man who used an axe was solved by Zhao Hu's move, the audience in the audience was shocked again. They never thought that Zhao Hu's strength was so powerful, and he didn't move, and he could get the big man who used an axe in one move. It was so amazing!

You should know that the strong man who used an axe was not an ordinary little person, but the leader of the famous Axe Gang in Yuncheng. He has the strength of the peak of the Golden Dan stage and is a little stronger than the white-haired sword demon Sun Xin.

Therefore, it can be seen that Zhao Hu showed mercy when he was fighting with Sun Xin and Wang Rong, which made those who had overestimated Zhao Hu's combat effectiveness suddenly feel that he still underestimated Zhao Hu's strength.

I looked up at Zhao Hu who was closing his eyes again. The many people watching the game in the audience couldn't help but secretly admired them in my heart. It's so young that I have such strong strength, which is really admirable!

After the leader of the Axe Gang failed in a crushing move, many people who had just returned to Yuncheng from outside and wanted to challenge the stage immediately suppressed their desire to challenge the stage and planned to see what they were doing first, so no one continued to challenge the stage that day, and Zhao Hu also sat quietly on the ring for a day.

The next morning, countless torches on the solid and vast arena were extinguished by Zhao Hu. Then he stretched his waist and stood up slowly. After a night, not only did it decrease, but it increased several times the number of people. He said loudly: "Today is the second day of the challenge. I hope the masters of Yuncheng will not disappoint me."

As soon as Zhao Hu finished his voice, he talked about an old man with white hair. He glared hard with his feet and flew onto the ring. His two triangular eyes stared at the high-level spirit stones that emitted a strong aura for a while before turning to look at Zhao Hu and saying, "Where did you come from? Tell me, I can spare your life."

Hearing the words of the old man with white hair, Zhao Hu looked at him coldly and said with disdain: "Defeat me, I will tell you a high-level spirit stone vein, otherwise, you will be a slave to me honestly!"

After saying that, Zhao Hu didn't care whether he had signed a contract or not, and did not even take the Qingfeng Sword, but turned into a golden stream of light and rushed towards the white-haired old man.

Seeing Zhao Hu rushing towards him quickly, the white-haired old man showed a faint smile on his lips. He quickly took out a rolled sleeve with violent energy fluctuations from the space ring, and tore it open suddenly. Suddenly, a huge fire dragon rushed out of the rolled sleeve.

After the huge fire dragon was released by the old man with white hair, it made a deafening dragon roar, and then it turned into a huge dragon mouth, swallowing a hot dragon breath, and covering Zhao Hu's body.

Facing the fire dragon's dragon's dragon's attack, Zhao Hu's face remained unchanged, and he flew directly to meet the dragon's breath spit out by the fire dragon, using the huge energy of the dragon's breath and the scorching flame to temper his body, and then made a few comfortable moans and said lightly to the fire dragon: "It feels so comfortable! Have a few more dragon breaths!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's comfortable moaning, the white-haired old man was shocked and quickly ordered the fire dragon to continue to swallow out hot dragon breaths, while Zhao Hu continued to use the hot dragon breath to temper his body, constantly making comfortable moans.

When the fire dragon spit out more than a dozen hot dragon breaths in succession and became dying, Zhao Hu, who was wrapped in the hot dragon breath, shouted dissatisfiedly: "Continue to spit dragon breath! These dragon breaths are no longer hot enough to temper my body. Keep spitting dragon breath quickly, otherwise I will kill you!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's dissatisfied scream, the dying fire dragon let out an unwilling roar, and then rushed into the rolled sleeve without hesitation. Even his most powerful dragon breath attack could not do anything to Zhao Hu, and the fire dragon could only return to the rolled sleeve to rest and recuperate.

The white-haired old man could not hurt Zhao Hu when he saw his killer move. He changed his face so much that he changed his face. While Zhao Hu was still in the package of dragon breath, he put away his sleeves and ignored the rolling eyes of the audience below, turned into a stream of light, left the ring, and shot towards the distance.

"Will you leave without my consent? Come back quickly!" The old man with white hair heard Zhao Hu's dissatisfied screams before he could even walk away.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a golden rope transformed from a golden true energy, shooting towards the direction of the white-haired old man's escape like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he pulled him back to the arena.

"Let go of your mental power! Otherwise you will die!" Zhao Hu said coldly as he looked at the gray-haired old man lying weakly on the ring.

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the white-haired old man hesitated for a while, but finally did not dare to resist. He honestly let go of his mental power, leaving a trace of spiritual imprint in his mind, and became a slave of Zhao Hu. All life and death were in the hands of Zhao Hu.
Chapter completed!