The limits of martial arts have no limits with me!

Chen Feng thought to himself that if the next opponents were all at the same level as No. 7.

It's better to sit in the audience with Shu Chun'er and watch the game.

"The strength you just showed has already attracted the attention of the backstage bosses.

Uncle Kang said with excitement that could not be concealed.

If Chen Feng stands out tonight, then he will definitely get unexpected benefits as Chen Feng's recommender.

He gave a few explanations and left the lounge.

Chen Feng was happy to be quiet in the lounge alone.

Twenty minutes passed.

Uncle Kang had just returned from the planning office.

"Wheel race?" Chen

Feng raised his eyebrows, and it was not surprising that this kind of competition system changed.

After all, the feat of killing in seconds just now is too rare in the underground bounty tournament.

It is enough to be recognized by the bigwigs.

Uncle Kang said: "The people over there felt that your force was far more than that, so they decided to let you play the wheel race. "

The so-called wheel race is to divide tonight's fighters into two groups.

After a duel with each other, the losing side is replaced.

And the winning side moves on to challenge the next person.

As long as you kill the previous winner, you will inherit the bounty won by that person in all matches.

And after killing all the people in the audience, he applied to the headquarters for promotion to a senior player.

This means that you are eligible to participate in the high-level martial arts arena.

Chen Feng thought to himself, the only thing that attracted him was to be able to participate in the high-level martial arts arena.

In this way, he can challenge more powerful players, and even face off against masters at the title mask level, and he can better avenge Shu Chun'er.

So Chen Feng agreed to such a change.

"I still want to remind you that the backstage knows that you are very strong, so I will arrange some players with a high winning rate for you. Uncle Kang said.

Just now he opened the gambling platform and saw that the most intuitive way to predict the strength of the players is the odds of the players.

Chen Feng's odds just now fell to the lowest, and with the rearrangement of the competition system, the odds have rebounded.

This also means that the audience is not sure whether Chen Feng can win at first, and the opponents he encounters may either be very good or very prestigious.

For being able to fight against some powerful opponents, Chen Feng is still very optimistic.

After all, it's too boring to kill this kind of thing in seconds.

After Uncle Kang explained this, he went to the backstage to continue to help Chen Feng squat and check the list of the next battles.

The wheel race is scheduled for the last race, which is 11 o'clock in the evening.

And there are still more than 50 minutes to go.

During this long wait, Chen Feng silently recited the mantra breathing method of Xuanmen Nian Gong in his heart.

Suddenly.

Knock knock -

a long knock on the door.

At first, Chen Feng thought it was Uncle Kang coming back, so he opened the door and took a look.

Chen Feng thought that this person would come over, but he didn't expect to come over so soon.

Outside the door stood a huge figure.

This person is the iron wall that sat in the audience just now.

Although Chen Feng knew that he was a master on the Tiangang list, he still asked him, "Who are you?"

He looked at the person in front of him.

failed to see the true figure of Tie Wall on stage.

Standing in front of him now, I realized that this person was really big.

It was like a small hill standing in front of him, full of oppression.

Chen Feng, who could have been regarded as a big one, stood together and compared, only to find that he was so petite.

"Young man, I'm interested in you. Tie Bi said lightly to Chen Feng.

"How?"

"I guess you know what level I am, I can make you stronger." Tie Bi paused, and then said, "The premise is that you join my team.

Chen Feng thought to himself that he was really here to recruit people.

"You're looking for the wrong person, I don't have that idea for the time being. Chen Feng directly refused.

He didn't think about relying on this to eat, and he only came here to help Shu Chun'er avenge it.

The silver mask glowed harshly in the light of the fluorescent lamp.

After being rejected, there was no expression visible under the mask.

The feeling of oppression emanating from Tie Bi's body loomed, making Chen Feng feel a little surprised.

This guy is definitely strong!"

Don't refuse so quickly, there's still some time before the game. Tiebi turned around and was about to leave, saying, "Time is running out, I hope you can make a wise choice." After

saying that, he left without looking back.

"This person asked me to make a choice...."Chen Feng thought for a while, "Why didn't you mention the post-race, but before the game..."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng had a hunch that tonight's wheel race might be extraordinary.

Now I don't think about it.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

Anyway, I didn't plan to enter the iron wall.

That's it for now.

The door was not closed, and at this moment, a person dressed in staff clothes was holding a box of farmer Sanquan in his hand and slowly walked towards Chen Feng.

Without waiting for Chen Feng to speak, the staff said, "It's for the players."

After listening, Chen Feng took it with both hands, and from that moment on, there was a feeling of irritability from the necklace.

Suddenly,

the staff pulled out a folding knife from behind their backs.

Without saying a word, he stabbed at Chen Feng's body.

The speed is extremely fast, and if it were an ordinary person, it would have been pierced into the stomach.

And Chen Feng is not an ordinary person.

Although he was a little caught off guard, under the early warning of the necklace, Chen Feng was ready to deal with emergencies early.

When the folding knife was about to touch the body, Chen Feng punched the tip of the knife.

I saw that the tip of the knife immediately broke.

Grabbed the collar of the staff member with one hand, and with a little force with his arm, he smashed it against the wall.

Poof-The

whole person is like a watermelon, hitting the wall and turning into a pulp, and the liquid and blood in the body spray in all directions.

The huge force made him feel like he had been hit by a truck, and some of the tissues on his body were still stuck to the wall and slowly sliding.

Those who died on the spot cannot die again.

In the basement, there is quite a bit of surveillance.

Soon, some staff members found out that there were clues here.

Check it out.

There was a fat man with a fat head and big ears, and he swaggered towards Chen Feng.

"I was assassinated. Chen Feng pointed to the folding knife that fell to the ground, and then said, "As a result, I killed him." The

fat staff was not surprised to see it, because they had already witnessed Chen Feng's one-palm kill in the audience just now.

He didn't embarrass Chen Feng, and called his colleagues over the walkie-talkie to clean up the scene.

Uncle Kang heard that there was movement here, and hurried over to the lounge.

"It's okay, right?" he asked Chen Feng.

Then I looked at my surroundings and got a general idea of the situation.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Feng was fine.

"Do the staff here still dare to come and assassinate the contestants?" Chen Feng was a little puzzled.

Uncle Kang thought for a while and said, "That person is not a staff member. After a pause, he continued: "I guess some gold lords hired people to get you hurt and weaken your strength. "

As long as Chen Feng is affected, the next gambling will be one-sided.

Something similar has happened before.

No wonder those staff seem to be used to it.