Douluo's simulated martial spirit

A strange smile appeared on Xing's face.

The woman looked at Xing with a charming smile on her face.

It had been a long, long time since this woman had met a new person with the fresh smell of the outside world. She decided to enjoy it first and then kill him.

"Brother, do you think I'm beautiful?" When Xing walked up to the woman, she flipped her hair and asked Xing.

"Beautiful" Xingdao.

"I'm yours now." She stretched out her finger and drew circles on Xing's chest.

Then the other hand actually directly removed the only fig leaf on his body.

The auditorium boiled instantly, and countless shouts came from the auditorium. Although there were not many people in the audience, they shouted with terrifying force.

"Brother, come on, I can't wait."

"But what should I do if I have mysophobia?" Xing said.

The woman was stunned for a moment, she still didn't understand what Xing meant.

"Although you are indeed beautiful, I don't like your kind of bus," Xing suddenly said.

The "bus" woman was really stunned this time

Xing punched her directly in the chest, shattering her heart.

"You" woman didn't expect Xinghui to be so ruthless. Ever since she entered the city of killing, her body has been highly sought after, so she used her body as a weapon and survived in the city of killing.

Unexpectedly, she would fall into Xing's hands today. The things she was proud of were not worth mentioning in Xing's eyes.

When the woman died, Xing became the winner.

After he came off the field, a staff member brought Xing's identity card over.

Xing casually took the ID badge and returned to the audience.

"Let's go out of this door. Let's separate for now, because next, I will face endless sneak attacks and assassinations. You also heard what the woman said just now. The killing fields of hell are actually not scary. "The scary thing is the various crises we face after every game," Xing said calmly while sitting on his chair.

"You go first, the next game is my game," Qian Renxue suddenly said.

Hearing this, Xing suddenly sat up straight: "What did you sign up for?" Xing asked.

"You are too far away from me now. I don't feel safe, so I want to get closer to you," Qian Renxue looked at Xing.

Xing looked at Qian Renxue with determination: "Go ahead and I will help you block the sneak attacks after three games. After three times, you will live or die."

"Thank you, Xing," Qian Renxue looked at Xing and said.

"The next game will start immediately." After a few breaths, the host on the stage spoke again.

"Okay, now please invite the person whose number was read to come on stage," the host said.

"It's my turn," Qian Renxue stood up and said.

"Go ahead." Xing smiled at Qian Renxue. This was the first time he had smiled since he entered the Killing City.

In Qian Renxue's eyes, this smile was particularly warm and very safe.

When Qian Renxue left the stage, Ma Hongjun also stood up.

"Fat man, what are you doing?"

"I'll sign up," Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

"Have you considered"

"Now that we're here, it's all about thinking about it," Ma Hongjun said.

"I'll tell you what I just told Xue. Go ahead and I'll help you block the sneak attacks after three games. After three times, you'll live or die," Xing said.

"Thank you, boss," Ma Hongjun said before going to sign up.

"I'm not ready yet," Huo Wu said to Xing.

"I guessed it. The coldness in your eyes was faked, and the indifference was also faked, so I'm not surprised at all that you can do this," Xing said.

"Brother Xing, am I useless?" Huo Wu said a little aggrievedly.

"I don't know, you need to prove it yourself," Xing said.

Huo Wu stopped talking, she sat down silently, and then she was having an ideological struggle in her heart.

Xing ignored Huo Wu. Once he got to this place, he had to rely on himself for everything. If he blindly sought help from Xing, Huo Wu would be nothing in the end.

Here, the battle belonging to Qian Renxue has already begun.

Fortunately, the goddess of luck was on Qian Renxue's side this time. Except for Qian Renxue and a thin woman, the ten people in the field were all ordinary people.

So Qian Renxue won this battle easily, and ended the battle without much effort.

"The really difficult moment has only begun now. After a while, there will be numerous sneak attacks. Are you ready?" Xing said to Qian Renxue who had returned.

"I'm ready. If it's not a matter of life and death, I hope you won't take action." After experiencing the baptism of a battle, Qian Renxue had some changes.

"No problem" Xing said.

"It's Fatty in a moment. After Fatty is done here, we will go out and find a place to rest," Xing said.

"Okay" Qian Renxue said, then sat down next to Xing.

"Today's games are really one after another," the host suddenly said at this time.

There were bursts of cheers from the audience.

"Now, please come on to the person who read the number." After a while, the host shouted.

"Boss, it's my turn," Ma Hongjun said to Xing.

"Go ahead and believe in yourself. The most important thing is, don't be soft-hearted. You can't trust anyone but yourself," Xing said.

"I understand," Ma Hongjun said.

It was precisely because of Xing's words that he saved Ma Hongjun's life in the ensuing battle.

After Ma Hongjun came on stage, except for him, two big men, and one short man, the remaining six people were all women, and one of them seemed to be in his early twenties at most.

Ma Hongjun's fighting style tends to be that of a punishment, that is, watching the battle first, and then entering the scene to finish after they finish fighting.

When Ma Hongjun entered the scene, there were only three women left, including Ma Hongjun, a total of four people.

Then Ma Hongjun was targeted by these four women. After a fierce battle, Ma Hongjun and the woman who looked to be in her twenties were left in the field.

"Brother, I was forced. Can you let me live? I can sleep with you, and I can be your maid." The woman said to Ma Hongjun delicately.

Ma Hongjun looked at her pitiful expression, and his sharp eyes softened a little.

The woman noticed Ma Hongjun's eyes and continued to strike while the iron was hot.

"Brother, please let me live. I just came to this killing city, please."

Ma Hongjun himself is a person who is easily affected by emotions. When he heard the woman say this, he relaxed his vigilance.