I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

Iron Blood Gate Square, one of the three arenas.

Zhao Heng and his opponent, the yellow-clothed man holding a steel claw, stepped onto the arena at the same time.

The man looked Zhao Heng up and down and sneered: "Daoyou, your luck has run out.

You either walk down the arena by yourself or I personally send you down, you choose one."

The yellow-clothed man's words were full of teasing and confidence.

Zhao Heng raised his eyebrows and said: "We haven't competed yet, how do you know that I will definitely lose?"

Hearing this, the yellow-clothed man's expression became more and more proud.

"Haha... You also saw the end of the body forging warrior in the last round. Do you think there is still a need for a competition?"

Hearing this, Zhao Heng did not speak, but walked forward in the other party's surprised eyes and walked all the way to the center of the arena.

"Since I have agreed to fight for the head of the Song family, if I admit defeat directly, I will somewhat let him down.

Let's have a competition. What if I am lucky and win?"

As soon as he said this, the yellow-clothed man narrowed his eyes slightly, and two dangerous cold lights shot out from his eyes.

But he did not make a move immediately.

Although the yellow-clothed man was conceited, he was actually an extremely cautious person.

From the time the green-clothed young man on the opposite side came on the stage to this moment, his attention has been on the other party, carefully observing and looking for flaws.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he feels that this person has flaws all over his body, and it seems that he can be defeated easily.

But these flaws seem to be traps, and there is a hint of danger, which makes people dare not make a move easily.

This weird feeling made him alert, so he deliberately talked to him.

The purpose is to disturb the other party's mind, otherwise, he would have made a move long ago.

While the two were talking and confronting, the battles on the two arenas next to them ended quickly.

Two representatives of old merchants won again.

For a moment, everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on the third ring.

"Hey, why haven't they made a move yet?"

"Hey, Zheng Laosan, do you need to delay so long to deal with a bodybuilder?"

"That's right, don't waste time."

...

Hearing the discussions around him, and then seeing Zhao Heng standing in the center of the ring, motionless, like an old monk sitting still.

The yellow-clothed man called Zheng Laosan frowned slightly, and his mood became a little anxious.

The next moment.

"Shua...!"

The yellow-clothed man suddenly burst out with mysterious light under his feet, and his figure turned into a stunning figure, rushing towards Zhao Heng, and the steel claw in his hand swept across his waist.

"Hey, he made a move!"

The crowd exclaimed immediately.

However, the shadow of the steel claw was only a few inches away from Zhao Heng, and it barely passed by.

The yellow-clothed man's move was just a feint, and his figure flashed by like a ghost.

But Zhao Heng still stood there, without any evasive action, motionless.

Seeing this, the yellow-clothed man who appeared on the other side of the ring frowned even more.

"Huh...?"

On the high platform, Di Wanhe, who had lost interest after watching the battle of the goddess teacher, also showed a trace of surprise at this time.

"He didn't dodge. Is he confident enough in his defense, or does he know that he can't dodge at all?"

There were many people who had such doubts at the scene, and most of them thought it was the latter.

After a while, the yellow-clothed man rushed towards Zhao Heng again.

He flashed very fast, and hit Zhao Heng's forehead with another fierce claw.

It seemed to be a fatal blow, but it still passed by, and Zhao Heng still did not move.

The yellow-clothed man's face sank. He wanted to put pressure on the other party to startle him and take the initiative to test his strength.

But he didn't expect that the other party was completely unmoved.

At this moment, seeing the figure like a wood sculpture, for some reason, he felt a huge pressure in his heart.

"Hmph, I don't believe you really won't make a move!"

With a cold snort in his heart, the man in yellow instantly exerted his body skills to the extreme, his body was as fast as lightning, and he moved around Zhao Heng at a high speed.

The sharp steel claws tore through the air, dancing wildly within a few feet of Zhao Heng's body.

The sharp claws seemed to be attached to Zhao Heng's body surface, scratching, and the people under the ring were terrified.

"What is Zheng Laosan doing? Why doesn't he just attack and defeat this guy?"

"Can't you see that Zheng Laosan is teasing him? With Zheng Laosan's body speed, this guy probably can't even touch the corner of his clothes, so he simply doesn't resist."

"That's right. Zheng Laosan's body speed is too powerful. Even I can't see his movements clearly. Fortunately, my opponent is not him."

...

The crowd below the stage talked a lot, and almost everyone thought that Zheng Laosan had an overwhelming advantage.

He was deliberately teasing his opponent at this time.

Only Di Wanhe on the high platform, who was originally interested, gradually became focused at this moment.

His eyes were fixed on the young man in the center of the ring who was "dumbfounded".

At first, he also thought that this person could not keep up with Zheng Laosan's speed, so he gave up dodging and chose to resist with his body.

However, when he covered the ring with his spiritual sense and sensed the opponent's body and breath, he was surprised to find that.

Facing Zheng Laosan's step-by-step, storm-like offensive

The young man's joints, pores, pupils, and other parts of his body did not show any subtle changes.

You know, when people face danger, their bodies will have an instinctive stress response.

But the other party did not have such a reaction, and even his breathing frequency did not change.

This proves that this person is not nervous at all.

He really ignored Zheng Laosan's attack.

If this person is not mentally ill, then he may have real skills!

Just as Di Wanhe's eyes became solemn and focused.

Zheng Laosan on the ring, his forehead was covered with sweat.

At this time, his body skills have been exerted to the extreme, and his figure and claws are everywhere on the ring.

However, at this moment, the invisible pressure in Zheng Laosan's heart has also reached the extreme.

The huge pressure seems to crush him alive.

And the figure in the center of the ring is still motionless.

Finally, Zheng Laosan, who was overwhelmed, gritted his teeth and made up his mind!

"Asshole, die!"

"Shua...!"

At this moment, Zheng Laosan's speed exploded to the extreme, even faster than his peak period.

The steel claw also quietly moved forward an inch, directly attacking the back of Zhao Heng's head.

This attack was as fast as thunder, but also extremely obscure.

Even most of the people present did not see that Zheng Lao's attack had turned from virtual to real, and became a killing move.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a short buzzing sound rang on the ring.

The next moment.

"Shua...!"

Everyone saw Zheng Laosan's figure running as fast as lightning, passing by Zhao Heng again.

Then he seemed to slip and rushed down the ring.

And at an astonishing speed, he crashed into the high platform on the opposite side, where Di Wanhe and others were.

"Bang...!"

The high platform shook violently, and Zheng Laosan hit his head on a huge bluestone, cracking the surface of the stone.

And he himself was also thrown out, bleeding from his head, rolling on the ground, and lost consciousness on the spot.

...

Silence!

Deathly silence, the whole audience was silent.

After a long time, someone in the crowd finally spoke.

"Fuck, I... I didn't see it wrong, Zheng Laosan... knocked himself out?"

"Yes... It seems to be true, he seemed to have slipped just now."

"Oh my god, this is also possible?"

...

The crowd exploded instantly!

Surprise, shock, disbelief and other emotions filled everyone's heart.

Everyone saw the scene just now clearly.

Zhao Heng on the ring did not move, but Zheng Laosan seemed to have lost control when performing his body skills.

He slipped and rushed directly off the ring, knocking himself out.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that such a blunder would happen in the ring.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the ring again, the young man in blue standing stupidly, who hadn't moved from beginning to end, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Damn, this guy is so lucky. It's ok that he got a bye in the first round, but in the second round, his opponent beat him up."

"Damn, I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."

"The boss who hired Zheng Laosan will cry to death now!"

...

The crowd was talking about it, all lamenting Zhao Heng's bad luck.

Even the disciples and stewards of the Iron Blood Sect who were watching the excitement were stunned. It was the first time they had seen such a situation.

The only person in the audience was Di Wanhe, who was sitting in the middle of the high platform and concentrating on watching the game.

At this time, his pupils suddenly contracted and his body sat up again.

He didn't even notice that a big hand holding the armrest of the wooden chair accidentally squeezed the armrest into powder.

The reason for his loss of composure was that Di Wanhe was the only one in the audience who saw clearly what happened on the ring just now.

Zheng Laosan did lose, but it wasn't because he lost his hand and knocked himself down.

Di Wanhe saw clearly that Zhao Heng on the ring was not completely motionless.

Just a moment ago, his left index finger quickly tapped three times to the side of his body.

The first two times were tapped on the sharp edge of the steel claw in Zheng Laosan's hand.

The first finger offset all the attack power of the steel claw, and the second commanded the steel claw to deflect and stop shaking at the same time.

So the people around the ring suddenly heard a short buzzing sound.

And Zhao Heng's third finger tapped on Zheng Laosan's brow.

In fact, Zheng Laosan was stunned by the force of this finger before he rushed down the ring.

He rushed down the ring by inertia and hit the high platform.

Because Zhao Heng's attack speed was too fast and the action was too obscure, the people around him didn't see it clearly at all.

From the visual sense, it was as if Zheng Laosan slipped and KOed himself.

Di Wanhe stared at Zhao Heng on the ring, his eyes were first surprised, and then suddenly a trace of heat appeared.

Such a rapid speed and precise control of strength.

The strength of this bodybuilder has probably reached an extremely amazing level in the acquired realm.

This person is definitely not the kind of bodybuilder who relies on accumulating qi and blood to get to the top. He is very valuable to cultivate.

Di Wanhe pondered for a moment, and finally relaxed his body calmly, looking deeply at Zhao Heng.

At this time, the referee's announcement of the result was also heard on the stage.

"In this battle, Zhao Wuji won, and the Song family won the twelfth permanent merchant quota!"