Zombie Evolution System

"Ding--"

A continuous sound made the originally noisy place become quiet in an instant.

From a hidden door, a group of people came out one after another.

There were a dozen or so people in that group, they were talking and laughing, and they naturally walked to the seats of the Golden Dragon Group and sat down.

Wen Du looked at the Taoist priest sitting next to him, and whispered, "Master Daoist, is that a member of the Golden Dragon Group?"

"Yes." The wine priest said, stood up, and said to the five of them, "I'll call your trademarks later, just go up and compete, and I'll go say hello."

Wen Du watched the wine priest walk over there, said hello and sat in the empty seat next to him.

At the same time, people from the Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu groups also stood up and walked over there, and sat there.

"They are all from Jinlong!" Wen Du said to himself.

Huo Fenghuang accepted Wen Du's words: "It should be."

While they were chatting, another wave of people appeared from the hidden door.

Headed by a voluptuous woman.Looking at his face in his thirties, with long hair reaching his waist and a perfect figure, he looked like a ripe fruit waiting to be picked.

Wen Du shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his mind: How could he have such thoughts.

She sat next to the wine priest.Wen Du saw her chatting with the wine priest, and the wine priest pointed at him.The woman also followed the wine priest's hand and looked at herself with a smile.

Wen Du tried his best to recall: I have never met her before, so why do I feel that she is a little familiar.

Wen Du patted himself on the head: "Xiao Xiao, have you seen that person?"

Xiao Xiao shook her head: "No."

After those people sat down, a man walked into the middle of the ring with a microphone.

"Welcome everyone to the biennial competition arena. Let's not talk nonsense. Next, the competition will begin."

Following his words, the entire venue became silent, and even the people in the Golden Dragon headquarters didn't speak, just watched silently.

"The first round, No. 1, No. 40, please come out to compete."

After he finished speaking, he retreated outside the ring, leaving the ring to the two contestants.

No. 1, who came out of the Xuanwu area, has a bald head and wears a monk's robe. You can tell that he is a monk at a glance.

No. 40 came out of the Baihu area.He has long hair, a cold expression, and is wearing a very ordinary sportswear.

"Game start!"

Hearing what the referee said, the gloomy man rushed towards the bald monk.

The bald monk was not in a hurry, he bowed his body and said, "Amitabha!"

However, as soon as he got into position, the cold man's fist hit him.There was a dull "bang!"

Something that surprised everyone happened.After taking a punch from the cold man, the monk didn't take a step back.

Holding his breath, he raised his leg and swept towards the cold man's neck.

"Then what kind of skills does the monk practice, doesn't it hurt to be beaten like this?" Wen Du turned his head and asked Huo Fenghuang.

"It should be hard qigong." Huo Fenghuang shook his head: "I don't know exactly what it is."

The bald monk stood in the middle, in a defensive posture.As for the cold man, he quickly circled around the monk, sneaking up on him from time to time.

The audience is the most uncomfortable when meeting someone of comparable strength.

Even the people in the Golden Dragon headquarters started chatting with the people around them, they were not interested in watching it at all.

Ke Wen was still watching.Because he knows his own shortcomings, he wants to learn more fighting skills.