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Eight hundred and twentieth chapter arena 2

Facing Zhao Hu's fierce attack, the fourth-level demon tiger made a huge roar. The huge body moved gently and turned into a black afterimage. It took the initiative to meet Zhao Hu. The sharp claws in his hand, with a cold cold light, headed straight to Zhao Hu's heart, with one claw piercing Zhao Hu's heart and completely killing him.

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Feeling the huge energy fluctuations contained in the sharp claws of the fourth-level demon tiger, Zhao Hu immediately knew that the fourth-level demon tiger had gathered the source power in its body on its sharp claws, trying to pierce through his heart in one fell swoop and kill himself on the spot.

Discovering the intention of the fourth-level demon tiger, Zhao Hu couldn't help but sneer. When the fourth-level demon tiger was only two or three meters away, the two were about to collide, his body suddenly moved a few meters to the right, avoiding the sharp claws of the fourth-level demon tiger. When his huge fist passed by the fourth-level demon tiger, it hit the abdomen of the fourth-level demon tiger hard, and directly blasted a large hole in the abdomen of the fourth-level demon beast. Streams of red blood flowed out from the big hole in the abdomen, causing it to make a shrill scream. The huge pair of tiger eyes were filled with angry blood.

After one blow, Zhao Hu did not give the fourth-level demon tiger a chance to counterattack. His body flashed rapidly, and the wild ancient fist mental method in his body was rapidly moving. A trace of essence of true energy ran along the meridians in his body and gathered on his fists, making his fists shine with a sharp black edge, constantly bombarding the huge body of the fourth-level demon beast.

Seeing Zhao Hu's huge fist, with terrifying power, it turned into fist shadows and bombarded the fourth-level demon tiger hard. The fourth-level demon tiger had no power to resist, and could only make a shrill scream. In the end, it could not withstand Zhao Hu's fist bombardment and collapsed weakly on the ground. The mercenary warriors waiting for the test in the trial square showed awe-inspiring look.

"Okay! OK! OK! God of War, congratulations, you have passed the test of our gladiatorial challenge and are qualified to challenge unlimitedly in our gladiatorial!"

The director of the trial field saw Zhao Hu easily defeating the fourth-level demon tiger, and immediately knew that he had met a master, a gladiator who could bring him huge power and wealth. He couldn't help but stand up and said loudly with excitement on his face.

"God of War, please follow me to the VIP room, let's discuss some of your participation in the gladiatorial arena."

The director of the trial field, who looked excited, saw that the work of the trial field was handed over to his deputy, and then quickly walked to Zhao Hu and invited him.

"Okay!" Zhao Hu nodded without hesitation when he heard the words of the director of the trial field.

Next to the test site of the gladiatorium, there is a luxuriously decorated VIP room.

"Hello, God of War, my name is Wang Meng. According to the rules of the arena, I will become your exclusive agent. Every fight you have in the arena will be arranged by me. I hope we can cooperate happily." After entering the VIP room, the supervisor of the trial field looked at Zhao Hu with a smile on his face and said.

According to the rules of the arena, whoever presides over the test will automatically become the tester's exclusive agent, responsible for all matters of the tester in the arena.

"I want to participate in ten fights today. All opponents must be at the level of a fourth-level martial artist. If you can meet my requirements, I think we will cooperate happily, otherwise, I have the right to change the agent." Looking at Wang Meng with a smile on his face, Zhao Hu made his request softly.

As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Wang Meng's face changed slightly: "God of War, don't worry, we will cooperate very happily." After that, Wang Meng asked Zhao Hu to wait in the VIP room and went out to arrange Zhao Hu's gladiator. He didn't want to miss Zhao Hu, a collaborator who could challenge him above the level and bring him huge wealth and power.

After a long time, Wang Meng returned to the VIP room and said to Zhao Hu with a serious look on his face: "God of War, I have arranged your game. It is a ten consecutive championship, that is, ten consecutive games, and the opponent's strength is one star higher than the opponent in the previous game. If you have no objection to this, please sign this life and death contract."

Hearing Wang Meng's words, Zhao Hu nodded gently, took the life and death contract in his hand without hesitation, quickly browsed the content on the life and death contract, and signed his name.

Seeing Zhao Hu signing the life and death contract, Wang Meng showed a complex look on his face: "God of War, do you want to think about it? With your strength, you don't have to be so anxious. You only need to fight a few games a day to gain great reputation and wealth."

Zhao Hu ignored Wang Meng's words and just glanced at him indifferently and said, "It seems that you don't have enough confidence in me! Let's do this! I remember that every fight in the arena, there are people who bet. I have five million gold coins here, and you will beat me to win!"

After saying that, Zhao Hu took out a gold card from the space ring and handed it to Wang Meng.

"No problem! Good luck!" Seeing Zhao Hu with a firm look on his face, Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the gold card handed to him by Zhao Hu, and turned around and left the VIP room.

Looking at Wang Meng's departure back, Zhao Hu whispered to himself: "This is just the beginning, and then you will know what madness is!"

"Please note that the next Gladiator who appears is a new player in our Gladiator, the three-star martial artist, God of War! He will challenge ten consecutive championships. Yes, you heard it right. It is ten consecutive championships. In a row, you challenge ten warriors who are one level higher than you. Whether they are life or death, success or failure, please wait and see!"

In the central area of ​​the arena, an old man in black and energetic shouted loudly.

As soon as the old man in black finished his voice, Zhao Hu walked onto the arena wearing a tight black combat suit and a bronze mask, standing there quietly, waiting for the start of the fight.

Looking at Zhao Hu standing on the arena, hundreds of thousands of spectators on the arena audience stage made excited shouts. Ten consecutive championships are one of the most attractive competitions in the arena and one of the bloodiest and exciting competitions. All gladiators who have passed ten consecutive championships will gain great power and wealth, and many fans can witness the emergence of the ten consecutive championships with their own eyes. This is one of the things that the audience who are keen on gladiators are most looking forward to.

Amid the excited shouts of hundreds of thousands of viewers, Zhao Hu's first opponent, a naked upper body, revealing his developed muscles, a thick right hand, and carrying a sledgehammer. He walked onto the arena, held up his hands, smiled on his face, and greeted hundreds of thousands of viewers on the audience stage.

After the naked man did all this, he looked at Zhao Hu with a cold face and said contemptuously: "A mere three-star martial artist wants to challenge the ten consecutive championships. I am really overestimating my ability. Let's see how I smash you into a meat pie with one blow!"

Hearing the big man's contempt, Zhao Hu's face remained unchanged, just standing there quietly, waiting for the old man in black to announce the start of the game. He disdained to argue with a person who was about to die.

After the naked man came on stage, the old man in black shouted loudly: "The first opponent of the challenger God of War, the one-star martial artist with ten records, has already appeared. Now I announce the start of the game!"

As soon as the old man in black finished his voice, the man with his upper body shone a cold light in his eyes. His body moved and approached Zhao Hu like lightning. The huge hammer in his hand, with the whistling wind and terrifying power, smashed Zhao Hu's head, with a hammer that smashed Zhao Hu's head to pieces.

Facing the attack of the hammer, a cold and fierce light flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes. His body moved and turned into a black afterimage. He rushed to the hammer like lightning, flexibly avoiding the attack of the big hammer. His huge fist shone with a sharp black edge. With terrifying power, he hit the hammer's chest hard and directly pierced his chest, causing him to make a shrill scream, collapsed weakly to the ground, gradually losing the breath of life, and becoming a cold corpse.

After looking at the corpse of the hammer lying on the ground, there was no trace of pity or sympathy in Zhao Hu's eyes. He seemed to be fine, and walked straight to the side, stood quietly, waiting for the next opponent to appear.

All the gladiators on the arena signed their names on the life and death contract. After they came on stage, they either died or the other party died. There was only one winner in the arena and only one standing. All the gladiators with record must have the blood of other gladiators in their hands. Gladiators with record ten records like Iron Hammers have the blood of the blood of ten gladiators.

Seeing Zhao Hu's simple punch, he killed a one-star martial artist with a hammer with ten records. The old man in black who was in charge of the fight flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes. With a wave of his big hand, a two-star martial artist holding a spear walked onto the stage and looked at Zhao Hu with a vigilant look.

He took a casual look at the two-star martial artist standing opposite him. Zhao Hu's body moved and rushed out like lightning. The mind method of the wild ancient fist was circling. A trace of essence of the true energy moved along the meridians in his body and gathered on his hands, making his fists shine with sharp black edges, and with terrifying power, bombarded the two-star martial artist.

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