Imperial One Star Admiral [Rebirth]

In the end it was replaced...

"Ugh……"

Mu Huifeng sighed.

"You look helpless?"

Corey said with a smile.

Mu Huifeng moved the joints of his arms. To be honest, compared with those around him with exaggerated muscles, the overly tight figure he has exercised is not worth seeing.

The palms opened and closed, the joints bent and stretched with his movements, and the look on Mu Huifeng's face made Corey's smile deepen.

"Do you want to go off and try your hand first? I saw it, the anaconda challenged you."

After Corey laughed, his poisonous eyes narrowed deeply, and the curved corner of his mouth was extremely sincere.

In short, it doesn't quite match the style of painting here.

Mu Huifeng didn't seem to notice Corey's abnormality, and said, "Is the anaconda famous?"

Corey made an exaggerated expression, "Of course! He, Black Snake, and Hu Shuai, are the top three in the fighting arena all the year round, and he is the real uncrowned king!"

Mu Huifeng said unexpectedly: "No Duying's name?"

"Don't be kidding! How did that boss end up!" Corey waved his hands in surprise, "It's hard to say, it's hard to say that the old eagle can't fight, but he comes here occasionally," said Arriving here, he pointed to a private room on a high place.

"That's right there, Boss Duying always watches the duel there."

Mu Huifeng looked in the direction of his fingers, squinted his eyes deeply, and looked down from above. Do you really think this is your playground?

After he finished thinking like this, he heard Corey say again: "Where did you put the water I gave you?"

Mu Huifeng tugged at the loose pants with his bandaged hands, "It should be in the locker room."

"It's a pity, this is the rare water here that doesn't have any additives."

Mu Huifeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Corey, who met his gaze and squeezed his eyes.

Corey said, "You don't like drinking some illegal potions, do you?"

Mu Huifeng replied, "Well, I don't like it."

"That's why I said it's a pity," Corey jumped twice on the spot, his voice was still clear in such a noisy environment, "What do you think?"

Looking at the two people on the stage, one of them has already fallen. If you want to play, this is the best time.

"Oh," Mu Huifeng raised the corner of his mouth, "it's a good suggestion."

Corey smiled "poof", with a look of "you and I are indeed the same kind" flowing under the rich green eyes, and then the gentleman stretched out his hand.

"I wish you the best of luck."

Mu Huifeng walked over barefoot, raised his hand to grab the soft rope around the edge, and said with a smile before climbing up to the half-person-high ring: "Thank you for your good words."

"Welcome our new challenger!"

Intense sound effects resounded in the audience, driving these people who were already ignited with blood all over their bodies.

"Yeah!--"

Loud effects continued to echo in the air, and the host skillfully used the ups and downs of his tone to tease this group of people who were eager for violence.

"Gentlemen and ladies, this is our special guest Mu Huifeng."

"In this excited and passionate Garden of Eden, there are only two rules!"

Mu Huifeng looked at them all around. No matter men or women, the faces of this group of people were more fanatical than that of the virtual network.

The host's voice was like fuel to heat up the atmosphere, and with a bang, his reason was ignited.

The old-fashioned lights above the head are dazzling and the hot people are sweating profusely, but they are liked by this group of people who are willing to squeeze together.

The host's voice resounded throughout the arena.

"One, don't use weapons!"

"Secondly, a one-on-one duel!"

"Regardless of race, regardless of status, on this stage where there is no taboo, enjoy this fist, this pain, this shocking victory!!"

The sound approached a roar at the end, and the roaring shout awakened the cruel instinct in everyone's bones.

"OK!!!!"

The soaring cheers were deafening, Mu Huifeng took a deep breath, his eyes were deep.

The blood vessels on his head were throbbing, as if throbbing in the bottom of his heart, the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, and his proud sanity was on the verge of collapse at this moment.

Everyone is cheering, everyone is jumping for joy. In such an atmosphere, it is really difficult to keep calm physically and mentally.

As soon as Mu Huifeng thought this way, the robots that were undulating on the edge of the killing stage made the voice of the host.

"start!"

"A newcomer? If so, my fist will not show mercy."

The winner of the front court, who had never been taken seriously by Mu Huifeng, jumped up and down in front of his eyes, with the joy of winning that had not yet disappeared on his face.

Let's appetize him first... After Mu Huifeng thought this way, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Mu Huifeng's opponent is not said to be invincible in the fighting arena, but he is also an excellent fighter with the nickname of Daliquan.

He is not afraid of taking vigorously the prohibited drugs that are necessary for fisting and shortening his life.

Such reckless "boldness" made Fick win one victory after another.

But today he seemed to have encountered a brief nightmare of less than a second.

A hand appeared in the retina, he was still proud of the ease of victory before, and then the skull suffered a shock strong enough to kill him.

Fick's eyes went dark like this, and he fell into a coma.

What Mu Huifeng did, it might be cruel for a victim to explain, but what was presented in front of the audience was a blow that made their lungs explode.

Mu Huifeng jumped up faster than the naked eye, jumped on top of the opponent, pressed down with the palm of his hand, and the arm with not terrible muscles suddenly gained strength beyond a thousand jun.

With a bang, the opponent rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, his brain withstood a force stronger than the impact of the suspension car.

The scene was quiet, and Mu Huifeng beat his chest.

Three seconds, it took three seconds.

"Mu Huifeng!"

"Mu Huifeng!"

"Mu Huifeng!!"

The same name was repeatedly gathered and repeated, and shouts broke through the venue.

Under the glare of the lights, Mu Huifeng dodged the next challenger's fist.

Raising his hand to point at his chest and abdomen, his muscles were deeply sunken, and another figure fell down, making the atmosphere in the arena intensified.

Mu Huifeng exhaled and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The host's voice kept coming from the robot, but his eyes had already shifted to the box that was said to be exclusive to Du Ying.

Duying noticed Mu Huifeng's calm eyes through the glass that can only be seen from the inside, and he said regretfully: "It seems that these few battles haven't made him fully enjoy the aesthetics of fighting."

"But it's true, too weak will definitely make people lose interest."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the corner of his eyes fell on another person in this room.

Du Ying said playfully: "What do you think? Do you want to add some exciting news to him? Mu Huifeng's master, Mr. Apol."

Apol's face was expressionless, and he felt that the last two words of this person were a bit ironic.

After Mu Huifeng left and Eddie chatted with him not long after, the doorbell of the room rang again, and the intelligent system reminded him of the identity of the visitor.

"Lone Eagle?"

Apol frowned, he knew the name of the boss of these pirates.

Eddie opened the door, and the red-haired man dressed so that the eyes hurt dragged in.

Du Ying met Apol's eyes, and the first sentence was quite provocative.

"Do you want to do something fun with me?"

Apol narrowed his eyes, and the memory was over. Was the interesting thing that Duying said, the cannibalism between this group of human beings?

Du Ying said without turning his head, "I know what you're thinking, Mr. Appol."

Apol's heart tightened, he felt similar to Mu Huifeng, Du Ying was too dangerous.

"Isn't it just too boring? It's also boring to watch Mu Huifeng bully a group of incompetent weaklings all the time."

Du Ying suddenly turned his head, smiled and said to Apol, "So, I arranged an interesting program, which is an appetizer before the main meal."

Apollo said, "If it's really interesting."

Since you can't figure out his thoughts, then learn his true purpose from his actions.

The light golden eyes were close to golden brown in the shadows, as if the pupils of a real dragon were locked on the red-haired man.

Du Ying was not surprised by Apol's answer. He ordered the system to let people in, and his strange expression that seemed to be a smile was reflected on the window.

"Du Ying, how long do you plan to keep me waiting!"

The tightly closed door opened, and a high-spirited nobleman walked in, followed by several maids with big breasts, their faces full of arrogance.

Du Ying chuckled, "Didn't you come in? There's no need to pursue those details."

Udale snorted coldly, looked around the furnishings in the room, showing your poor taste eyes, then stayed on Apol, frowning in disgust.

"Who is this?"

Du Ying chuckled lightly and said, "This is your pet, the owner of the next opponent."

"opponent?"

Udale was not interested in any master, he raised his brows high, a bit of fun appeared on his haughty face, and his voice was drawn out.

"Oh? What kind of guy?"

As soon as Duying pointed at the audience, Mu Huifeng, who defeated his opponent with overwhelming strength, fell into his eyes.

Udale examined and said: "Don't be torn apart mercilessly by my pet."

"Then please rest assured," Du Ying looked at Apol meaningfully, "Even if it is torn to pieces, this master will not protest to you for a dispensable slave."

Udale smiled cruelly: "I'm satisfied with that. Every time my pet goes on stage, I will receive a lot of complaints afterwards, which makes me tireless."

Du Ying said: "Of course not. My place is a paradise for cruel games. How could such a boring thing happen?"

After getting this answer, Udale looked very happy, and he nodded frequently in satisfaction.

"It's because I heard about the rules here that I asked my friends to help me contact this place. It's great to be able to let go and play."

Du Ying accepted the compliment with a unchanged smile, glanced at Apol from the corner of his eye, and said: "On this ship, I am the rule, and the next battle will be fought with the cruelest The flower that blooms in the same way."

Udale laughed loudly, "Then I must be the flower picker."

Appol clenched his fists, his eyes dark.