People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"Wait a moment!" When the guard heard this, he immediately turned around and opened a box embedded in the wall behind him, clicked the red button inside, tilted his head slightly forward, and spoke clearly, "The winner of Site 11 requests to continue fighting."

"Received, we are matching opponents, please wait." A moving female voice came from the square box.

After closing the box, the guard turned to look at Ning Xiaotian, "Warrior, please wait a moment."

"Yeah." Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly, sat on a bench nearby, closed his eyes and rested.

At this time, in the observation room at the top of No. 11, a man picked up the microphone-like device on the table, pressed the red button on the far left, and after a moment, "Say!" a slightly old but powerful male voice came calmly, with

He has the majesty of a superior person.

"Director, you'd better come to venue 11 and take a look. There is a contestant here with abnormal fighting ability." The man said respectfully: "He has applied to continue fighting and is matching opponents."

"Okay." The old man's tone remained calm.

The observation rooms at the top of the arena are interconnected. After just a short while, an old man wearing a black robe pushed the door in, followed by two guards on both sides. He slowly walked up to the man who was saluting respectfully, indifferently.

Said: "Has it started?"

"My subordinate has just called the front desk and personally selected a good opponent for me. The fight will begin immediately." The man said in a humble tone and bowed to get out of the way.

"Yeah." The old man raised his eyebrows and walked to the window sill.

The door slowly opened. Ning Xiaotian walked into the passage and came to the venue facing the white light. Looking indifferently from a distance, he saw a man approaching 1.9 meters tall. He had a slender figure and sharp eyes, as if he was ready to go.

cheetah.

"The one before was indeed sent to die. He was probably a novice who got inflated after winning one or two games. He is not at the same level as the one in front of him." Ning Xiaotian slowly walked closer and looked him up and down, "Unfortunately, it's still not good.

A little bit."

Although he cannot use soul power now and cannot spy on the strength of his opponent's soul power through the Pulse-Breaking Eyes, he can still judge the approximate strength of his opponent by observing his opponent's energy, spirit and external physical state with his powerful mental power.

The two stopped three meters away and stared at each other quietly.

The man opposite didn't say anything. He just stared at Ning Xiaotian. His whole body tensed up and he adjusted himself to the best condition. He had won 11 consecutive games in the arena and knew that he couldn't underestimate every opponent. If he was not careful, he would be in trouble.

die.

"Jingle Bell..."

"Whoa!" Before the bell rang, the figure had arrived. In the eyes of the man, the distance between the two seemed to be just one step. It was one meter wide. When he raised his hand, it was Ling Lie's claw. His arm span was very long, one meter.

Launching an attack from outside is both an effective killing distance and a safe retreat distance. As an agility system soul master, he can quickly retreat if he misses a hit. This is the reason why he can survive until now.

But he still underestimated his opponent.

"Too slow!" Ning Xiaotian muttered. He is not only mentally powerful. As a direct descendant of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect who has mastered distraction control to the eighth level, his dynamic perception is abnormal, even if he does not use it.

With his pulse-breaking pupil, the movements of the man in front of him looked like a turtle crawling, extremely slow.

"Pa." Ning Xiaotian turned slightly sideways, and his left arm, which had absorbed the eighty thousand year soul bone, was as fast as an phantom. He raised his hand and turned it into a claw. He lightly pinched the meridians of the man's wrist with two fingers, pulled it down along the direction of the attack, and twisted, "

"Crack", the crisp sound of broken bones sounded.

"Ah!" the man screamed, his body falling uncontrollably and landing on the ground.

There was no time to slow down. The moment his body hit the ground, Ning Xiaotian turned sideways and raised his right foot. With a "bang" sound, the toe hit the cartilage of the xiphoid cartilage under his chest. "Pfft" the man vomited blood, and his body suddenly bowed and pressed against him.

Land on the ground and move to a few meters away.

His whole body twitched, and scarlet blood kept pouring out of the man's mouth. After a while, his head tilted, and he completely lost all movement.

The unpleasant fishy smell flowed into his mouth and nose. Ning Xiaotian frowned slightly and turned to leave.

In the observation room at the top, the old man murmured, "Such a strong fighting talent, without any sloppiness, but... Judging from the reaction, it seems that he rarely kills people. At this age and with this kind of combat power... he should be from a certain large sect or family.

A disciple who comes out to experience and see blood."

"Supervisor, what should I do? If I hurt him..." the man next to him said worriedly.

"So what? How can our Star Luo Empire's million-strong army still be afraid of those sects?" The old man snorted. He is a veteran who retired from the army. He has gone through the baptism of blood and is only loyal to the empire. He is loyal to the sect.

The forces don't have much favorable impression.

I even feel that those soul master groups with families as their core have seriously hindered the expansion and development of the empire, such as the most powerful Wuhun Palace. If it hadn't existed, the Star Luo Empire would have destroyed the Tiandou Empire and completed the great cause of unifying the continent.

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"But if the trouble comes to His Majesty..." the man tried, the empire's million-strong army is naturally not afraid of any sect power in the mainland, but the royal family is afraid...especially sects with titled Douluo, they can send anyone here casually,

It can make the royal family have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Hmph! Sooner or later, our empire's million-strong army will wipe out all those sect forces." The old man looked unhappy and said angrily. The empire is now giving three points of courtesy to the major sect forces in the mainland because of the lack of powerful titled Douluo.

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If there were many titled Douluo masters guarding the empire and the royal family, the empire would have sent a large army to destroy the Spirit Hall and go north to attack the Tiandou Empire.

The man next to him didn't dare to speak.

"Tell me to go down and find out where this contestant lives in Gengxin City and what he does every day, and submit it to me." The old man waved his hand towards the guard on the right, paused, and then said: "Do it in a subtle way.

Don't let him notice."

"Yes!" The guard on the right bowed and left.

"Does the manager want to win over him for the empire?" If the man realizes that he is a confidant promoted by the old man himself, he also has some guesses about the old man's thoughts. Since he can't offend him for the time being, he can only do his best to win over him and add support to the empire.

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"Yeah." The old man nodded slightly, "Since this person is wearing a mask and presumably doesn't want to reveal his identity, we don't need to make a big show of it to offend others."

"What's more important is that someone at such an age can possess such combat power. Even if he comes from the upper three sects, he is definitely an elite disciple. If we can win him over, even if he cannot be directly trained into an imperial combat power, he can be used to make friends with other sects.

It’s also good for the empire.”

"General Manager Yingming." The man bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Then how should we deal with this person's next match in the arena?"

"Our arena has not seen a contestant with a high winning rate for many years..." The old man looked at the platform below with only a few spectators, touched his chin, and said: "If he has such strength, he will be the best of ours."

A chance to make a fortune."

The man's eyes lit up and he said, "I understand."