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Chapter 42 Sumari Kneeled! (First update! Please collect!)

"what's the situation?"

"Is that how William lost?"

"So fast!"

Everyone in the auditorium was amazed at how quickly the game ended.

From the stage to the end, no more than three seconds.

Is this the semifinals?

"Second group, the winner is Sumari!"

Before everyone could react to this side of the game, the winner of the other group also appeared, and it didn't take long.

now.

The audience was silent, and everyone looked dumbfounded.

Is this year's semi-finals played like the preliminary round?

Kneel on stage?

"Interesting."

Hua Ye raised his brows in mid-air. Although he expected that these two would advance, he didn't expect it to be so soon.

These two people are very good, now it is to see who is more obedient.

offstage.

Jonard stood by Orr's side, looking at Zhou Ze who had stepped down, his pupils dilated slightly, apparently not expecting such a result.

"Old man, what did you just say?" Orr laughed, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"It's unscientific. Could it be that he hasn't taken it seriously all this time?" Seeing him wondering.

"Do you think that the person who can rush into King Del's city and capture King Del alive has no real skills?" Auer said.

"That's true." He nodded, "But Su Mali is not easy to deal with. In all his matches, he can knock down the opponent within ten moves."

"Well, this Sumari is not easy."

Orr squinted at the silver blade spinning in the hands of the hazel-haired man on the other side of the ring.

"This Zhou Ze sub-captain is really too fierce! One move instantly kills!"

"It's not an exaggeration to rank the top three in the group with this strength."

"Top three? No. [-], I don't think there is any problem!"

"Indeed, I used to be dissatisfied with him becoming the new team leader, but now I see that I am nothing."

In the third legion representative team, a group of soldiers watched Zhou Ze's performance on stage and talked a lot.

It has to be said that after the third group arena this time, the name Zhou Ze gradually spread among the three groups.

On the stage, Su Mali showed a hint of arrogance. To him, the opponents of the three groups are like chopping vegetables.

I've decided on the position of deputy head of the First Legion!

He twirled the silver blade in his hand, facing the posture that this time the first one was inevitable.

That night, Hua Ye asked him to go to the scientific research department to choose weapons, and he picked the four silver-bladed flying knives in his hand.

Although he is not proficient in using it, he still relied on the new weapon to crush the opponent in this match.

"finals!"

"Zhou Ze vs. Su Mali!"

"Both of them are the best one out of ten thousand! Who is the champion of the three groups this time?"

"Is it Zhou Ze who slashed with two swords?"

"It's still the four flying blades, Sumari!"

"Next! Let's shout their names!"

With the help of the host, the atmosphere of the audience reached a climax.

inside the arena.

The sound waves are higher and higher.

Audience expectations soared.

Strong duel has always been a topic of great interest.

"Zhou Ze!"

"Sumari!"

In the atmosphere of chanting their names, Zhou Ze and Su Mali slowly appeared on the stage.

""

Zhou Ze glanced at the audience in this noisy arena, and he didn't feel too much about it.

Now he just wants to solve it as soon as possible, and get off work early after getting the bonus.

Looking at Su Mali on the opposite side, he enjoyed the atmosphere of being shouted by thousands of people. He was intoxicated, and the arrogance in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Only by winning the game can he be valued more by King Hua Ye, and he can go higher and pursue higher power.

He and Zhou Ze are like two extremes.

An extreme love of money.

An extreme patriotism.

"The game begins!" The referee's voice announced the start of the game.

At this moment, all eyes were on the two of them.

"go with!"

The four silver blades in Su Mali's hand shot out towards the opposite side in an instant.

Zhou Ze jumped slightly, dodging the blow.

However, to his surprise, these silver blades can also be turned back.

Fortunately, he was fast, and the silver blade flew back close to his body.

"His weapon is a bit strange!" Jonad frowned in the audience, realizing the clue.

"This is not good for Zhou Ze."

"Sumari!" After this attack, the audience shouted again.

"It's useless, you can't beat me, whether it's your appearance, your popularity, or your strength." The corners of Sumari's mouth rose, showing a smile that he thought was handsome.

Neuropathy.

On the other hand, Zhou Ze had an indifferent expression on his face, his patience was almost exhausted.

"Fall down!"

Su Mali once again controlled the silver blade and flew towards Zhou Ze in a staggered manner. This time the speed was even faster, and it was the kind with no dead ends.

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't evade, he felt that he had the chance to win. He seemed to be able to see Zhou Ze fall, the audience cheered for him, and King Hua Ye favored him.

ended.

A red light flashed in Zhou Ze's eyes, his body lay down slightly, and the air flow kept gathering around him.

In an instant, I saw his legs exert strength, he jumped violently, and shot out like a cannonball.

"Desperate Slash—"

hum-

With a flash of cold light, Zhou Ze had retracted Ming Yuan and Jing Hong into the scabbard.

This process was so fast that it took less than a second, making it impossible for people to react.

In the blink of an eye.

On the arena, countless sword marks have already appeared, all over every corner.

And Su Mali watched helplessly as the three silver blades he was proud of collapsed instantly in mid-air, and at another glance, there were large and small sword marks all over his body, piercing through the armor, every sword mark All left a wound on his body.

There are even two scratches on his face

As harsh as the words that mocked Zhou Ze just now, the slap on his face at this moment is as loud.

Su Mali only felt that his eyelids were getting heavy, and blood was flowing from the wound. He was still wondering why he couldn't feel the pain, so he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.

it is finally over.

Zhou Ze stood up straight, and when he thought of his 10 yuan bonus, his bad mood turned slightly.

How should the money be spent?

In the auditorium, everyone's eyes widened, but they hadn't reacted yet.

This ever-changing battle situation really made their hearts unbearable.

One second Su Mali was still yelling and bragging, and the next second he fell to his knees on the street, bleeding all over the ground.

"The winner is Zhou Ze!"

The referee didn't see Zhou Ze's movement clearly, that is, in the blink of an eye, Su Mali knelt down.

This is absolutely the fastest competition in the history of the Three Groups Arena!

The referee thought while reading the result.

Following his voice, amazing shouts erupted in the arena.

"Zhou Ze!"

"Zhou Ze!"

"Zhou Ze!"

Zhou Ze's way of resolving the battle situation without the slightest sloppy slashing with two swords attracted a lot of fans.

　Thanks to Liangkai Bingsha, Ge Xiaolun of Zhatian Gang, who refuses to add friends, why does the user name exist, @, wmx, Ouhuang Daochang, standing above the vanity, darkness, Shang, fortunate to know, Hua's reward.

　　Thanks man.

　　Kneeling and begging for tickets, ying ying ying.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)