I have a passive skill.

"Attack, passive value, +11."

"Attack, passive value, +22."

"Attack, passive value, +33."

In my mind, the single passive value of the information bar keeps increasing, starting from more than ten, and slowly rising to more than 20, more than 30...

Xu Xiaoshou's skills became more and more perfect, and at this time, the group of attackers became more and more excited.

Obviously he couldn't see that arrogant kid, but for some reason, when he punched him casually, he could always hit the stinky face of that kid.

This feeling of punching to the flesh is so cool!

How cool!

Is it that I am so powerful?

Some people were beating, and even closed their eyes, feeling like they were having an epiphany, and at this moment they were very close to the avenue.

This is... an innate feeling!

Mom, I broke through!

The referee was stunned, what a cruel picture!

He saw that the boy who had just made a rude remark, the face that was still a handsome man was deformed again and again under the heavy punches of the besieger.

The sunken belly, the bent forearm, and the straight toes were experiencing terrifying devastation every moment.

Yes, Xu Xiaoshou's shoes have been knocked off, so that the toes are stretched, which can increase the surface area of ​​the human body.

The referee was dumbfounded: "Are these guys taking drugs? Why did they suddenly become so fierce!"

Look at that guy from the Three Realms, what is he doing?Did he close his eyes?

I go……

Didn't that punch hit the air? How could it be such a coincidence that it hit Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder?

And the two borders...

Ok?

How did he insist that he hasn't fought yet?

my God!

Just about to go out, he was hooked back by Xu Xiaoshou's mistake.

How can it be? !

The referee broke down!

The more and more Xu Xiaoshou fought, the more wrong he was, how come there were fewer people?

He was obviously trying his best to restore it, so the number of people gradually dropped from more than 60 to more than 40.

Suddenly, he saw a few figures hidden in the depths, and he specifically picked out those who had closed their eyes and realized the Dao. As long as their eyes were closed, they would definitely be picked out.

"Damn, actually cut my passive value!"

Xu Xiaoshou secretly adjusted his posture, slowly approached these cancerous tumors, and knocked them off one by one.

These righteous ring players, under Xu Xiaoshou's deformed fighting style, were the first to be unable to hold on.

One by one, they were all confused when they came out of the ring, and they didn't even know how they got out.

In the auditorium, the girl Su Qianqian had already covered her eyes and dared not look at it. Even Rao Yinyin felt that the scene was too much.

I saw that the battle situation was no longer crumpled as it was at the beginning, but gradually opened up to form a large net.

The attackers on each grid point didn't even need to move much, just knocked Xu Xiaoshou into the air and waited until someone else brought him over.

As for the "poor" Xu Xiaoshou, his whole figure was like a sandbag, tossing and turning in the attack net, being attacked by the enemy on his belly and back.

The referee thought that he needed to take a shot. Although he also felt that Xu Xiaoshou was very unbeatable and wanted to go up and make two punches, he was a ruthless referee and had to enforce the law calmly.

Just when he was about to call to stop, he suddenly saw the expression of "sandbag" Xu Xiaoshou.

What a twisted expression this is!

Baring teeth and grins revealing enjoyment, his nose is blue and his face is swollen and his face is swollen.

simply……

It doesn't look like you're being attacked, but it looks like you're getting a massage?

He listened carefully and found that this "sandbag" was constantly grinning and screaming under the shadow of the fist:

"readily!"

"Anything a little harder?"

"Hurry up, it's better to hit a thousand times a second!"

"Damn, I can't kick here..."

referee:"……"

He dropped his hand to stop the violence in silence and decided not to speak again.

Maybe he doesn't need me...

"when--"

There was an ancient bell ringing again from the horizon, purging people's hearts, and Xiao Qixiu's words followed: "There is still an incense stick before the end of the group stage!"

He said these words to the No. 12 ring; this rule was set temporarily.

Because the battles of the other seventeen arenas have long since ended.

The other arena play styles are very simple. Following the ancient method, all the giants meditate and clear the arena. The remaining dozen people are not convinced, and the duel is over.

Only the No. 12 arena, the scene is called a spectacular and tragic.

At this time, the people who went down from the other arenas, originally according to their original intention, wanted to go back and have a good rest, but now the auditorium of the No. 12 arena is actually full.

One by one, their eyes widened, witnessing this desolate scene.

"What's so special about this?"

"These people in ring 12 are crazy!"

"It's just not treating people like people, this style of play is too beastly!"

"That's right, it's okay to be besieged, it's still so exaggerated, at least save some face, don't slap in the face..."

"Well, in the same spiritual palace, no matter how you look up, you can't see your head down, tsk tsk!"

The weak are always easy to arouse the sympathy of bystanders. Some female disciples couldn't bear to see them. While crying so hard, they supported Xu Xiaoshou:

"Damn... ah, I didn't mean you... Xu Xiaoshou, come on!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, hold on!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, you are the fattest!"

The sound of solidarity, like a spark catching a prairie fire, instantly resounded through the audience.

The unidentified foreign audience, one by one, fought for Xu Xiaoshou, cheering and glaring at the person who had just been beaten from the No. 12 ring.

These people who "voluntarily fight" are called a grievance. Have you seen the truth of the matter, you dare to speak, and try it for you to come on stage?

in the field.

When Xu Xiaoshou heard that there was still time for a stick of incense, he stopped pretending.

He had already led the crowd to the edge of the ring while fighting. Despite the fact that these people were madly outputting on the surface, they were completely restrained by him.

Just like Tai Chi gossip, once the momentum is formed, even the attacker can't stop himself.

Xu Xiaoshou jumped and pulled outside the ring, and everyone looked at his body jumping out of the ring in shock like moths to the flames.

For a moment, the scene was silent.

"Oh my God!"

"what happened?"

The people in the audience are blown up. Is the No. 12 arena poisonous?

Is this frightened by the sound of solidarity, so ashamed that it can't be added?

on the ring.

Under the operation of Xu Xiaoshou, there were only four people left, not counting the referee.

He forcibly pulled back the tall man who attacked him first. He seems to be called Qiu Wei?

"There's still half a column of incense left, I've thought about it, you have the strongest output, let's fight again!" Xu Xiaoshou said sincerely.

This guy's "Hundred-step Beast King Fist" can be worth fifty elite soldiers by one person!

Qiu Wei's face turned pale when he heard the words, he looked around, and he had no relatives.

An indescribable tiredness came to his heart, he retched and jumped straight off the ring.

Xu Xiaoshou: "???"

The referee couldn't stand it anymore, and waved his hand at the right time: "The game is over!"

One side.

Liu Zhen took a deep breath, stared at the murderous and heartbreaking Xu Xiaoshou, and said with a little ease: "I said wait and see, that's right, it's in the top ten..."

Zhou Zuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only full of shock.

"Brother Liu,"

"It's the top three!"

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Chapter 9 幸福暴击

"Xu Xiaoshou won?"

"Xu Xiaoshou won!"

When the battle is over, the barrier falls.

Xu Xiaoshou was startled by the high-pitched sound of solidarity in the audience. He turned his head and looked, good guy, when did so many people come here.

I'm afraid it's not that all the disciples from the outer courtyard of Izumotai are here!

There were many brothers and sisters in the room with snot and tears. Xu Xiaoshou didn't know what they were crying.

"Suspected, passive value, +324."

"Admired, passive value, +1125."

Xu Xiaoshou swept across the information bar slightly, almost kneeling in fright.

what's the situation?

He can understand the previous wave of doubts. After all, Xu Xiaoshou was cultivated in the five realms and won the group stage championship. Naturally, criticism was inevitable.

Although Liu Zhen and Zhou Zuo were also on stage, everyone with a discerning eye knew that they were two rowers, so of course he was the champion.

But the latter "admiration"...

This is a bit mysterious!

This seems to be the first time?

then……

One thousand passive value? ? ?

Xu Xiaoshou is stupid!

This guy who only wanted to get a few more beatings and earn a few more passive points obviously did not realize that he had become the man who was indomitable and self-improvement in the eyes of everyone, and finally killed with blood and honored chicken!

After all, in the eyes of latecomers, he was just like a human flesh bag and was beaten and kicked.

Those people are just beasts, how can they be so heavy, look at Xu Xiaoshou's face, blue and purple...

Um?Why is the injury so light?