Once upon a time there was a demon pass

Turning around, he looked at the backstage.

"The rules I've learned are..."

"Outside the city of sin, unite and love."

"But now I feel wrong. It turns out that...only unite with those around me."

"Well, that's the truth."

"so..."

"Don't hurt Zhao Zicheng maliciously again, he is a good man and...my friend."

"My friend is being bullied, I will be angry."

Yu Sheng's voice was very soft and not too vicious, but everyone felt a chill inexplicably.

I don't know if it's shame or what, most of the people lowered their heads and kept silent.

And Yu Sheng loosened the burlap from Fan Yun's mouth.

He took out his smart watch and rummaged through it.

"Is it going to start again..."

Xu Yuanqing was stunned.

Wasn't the effect just now pretty good? Now that I'm stepping down, the effect will be full.

Don't read cross talk, don't...

Xu Yuanqing wished he could rush forward and stop Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng squatted down and looked at Fan Yun seriously.

"You tell everyone a stand-up comic."

"Singing is fine too."

The audience who had been waiting to be tortured fell into silence collectively, not quite understanding.

Especially Fan Yun.

At this time, the trauma in the heart has even surpassed the physical body.

Just looking at Yu Sheng so confused.

Then...

"I cast..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fan Yun shut up instantly when he saw the sackcloth Yu Sheng held up.

"I do not know."

"Can't remember words!"

Fan Yun said in a muffled voice.

"I have it here." Yu Sheng took off the watch and handed it to Fan Yun.

...

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Fan Yun stared at the watch and started a shameful performance, while enduring the pain in his legs.

As the mouth opened and closed, blood was still flowing from the fallen teeth.

Yu Sheng didn't get up until he finished reading the cross talk with Yu Sheng, looked at the backstage, and saw the disgruntled air from the audience.

"I surrender..."

After encouraging Fan Yun to finish his last sentence, Yu Sheng turned around and left.

This is the best solution that Yu Sheng thought about for a few days before coming up with the best solution.

Speaking of cross talk by himself, first of all, he will be very tired, and secondly, he has no acting talent.

so...

For your opponent, the effect should be particularly good.

Especially when the opponent will continue to provide him with gray energy.

Well, it won't be embarrassing anymore.

The best of both worlds.

As for how he handled it in the ring today, Yu Sheng didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

If your people hit my friend, I will hit your people.

very fair.

Especially under the premise of not talking about the rules, but obeying the rules.

This way... is what Yu Sheng is best at.

Perhaps the only regret is that even if you don't follow the rules, you must abide by the law.

Otherwise, according to the standard treatment method of sin city...

I'm afraid that all the real duels in this game will be handled offline, there are no rules, and there is no need for those messy and varied...

As long as the competition starts on the day, whoever appears in the ring will be the champion.

Simple and straightforward.

With a little regret, Yu Sheng left.

Li Yihan in the corner watched Yu Sheng's back with a complicated expression, always feeling that there are many ways to go forward, but he and Yu Sheng have embarked on different paths...

It's very close at first, and then... it will get farther and farther.

"Do you have any questions?"

Xu Yuanqing yawned, sat down lazily, looked at the teacher in the military academy and asked.

The teacher's expression has returned to calm: "No, everything is allowed by the rules, as he said, we target Zhao Zicheng, he targets us, it's fair."

"Even so, we took advantage of it."

His so-called taking advantage is easy to understand.

In the next few games, the battle about Zhao Zicheng is still the most intense.

At this time, Zhao Zicheng was already suffering from countless injuries, relying on the ruthlessness he had trained in the Mo Academy, he barely won.

But already crumbling.

And all Yu Sheng's opponents abstained directly before taking the stage.

Bottom line...

There are so many of them, as long as the seed players are still there, they can lose.

But Mo Academy...

Can't afford to lose.

According to the current competition system, before the real quarter-finals, the seeded players will not collide together.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Zicheng was like an unbeatable xiaoqiang, leaning on crutches, standing on the ring precariously, advancing to the top [-]!

As long as they win one more round, Zhao Zicheng will be in the top eight.

But with Zhao Zicheng's state at this time, facing an increasingly stronger opponent, it is difficult to win again...

After all, what he's good at awakening, at the moment... is support.

Moreover, from the very beginning, the leg was injured, and it was inconvenient to move.

With the current record, it is already an unexpected result for everyone.

"Tomorrow's game, abstain."

hotel.

Xu Yuanqing said without refusal.

Zhao Zicheng fell on the bed, his body was covered with bandages, and there was even faint blood overflowing from the bandages, staining the bandages with bright red.

"It's the last step. Letting go now is a bit unwilling after all."

"And it is said that the reward has been increased again this time."

"According to the order of personal points, there will also be corresponding resources...such as...high-level animal blood."

Zhao Zicheng's voice was a little weak, but he was still giggling.

It's just that what is revealed in the eyes is stubbornness.

He... still wants to try.

"Believe it or not, I fired you!"

Xu Yuanqing was a little irritable, and shouted cursingly: "At that time, I must have had a cramp in my head, so I dragged you here!"

"Why such an axis!"

The more Xu Yuanqing spoke, the more angry he became, he raised his foot subconsciously, looked at Zhao Zicheng's state, and put it down powerlessly.

"Teacher, if there is a team competition and other academies can't produce students on stage, can you stand it?"

Yu Sheng who was sitting in the distance suddenly spoke.

Xu Yuanqing was taken aback.

"What do you want?"

For a moment, he felt a bit of a chill, and asked cautiously and tentatively.

"It's nothing."

Yu Sheng shook his head lightly, looked at Zhao Zicheng: "The match outside Sin City...no one will die."

Xu Yuanqing shook his head without hesitation: "No!"

"Well, let him go then."

"Even if he dies, I will let everyone accompany him."

"Unless...the rules are different for everyone outside of Sin City."

Yu Sheng whispered softly, looking out of the window in a daze.

Xu Yuanqing was speechless.

The room was quiet again.

……

"Welcome to...the quarter-finals promotion."

As the sound fell, Xu Yuanqing floated down in the sky, holding a microphone.

Apparently...

He snatched back the host's identity through some mysterious means.