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C257 First

"Ding ~"

With a continuous sound, the originally noisy arena instantly became quiet.

From a hidden door, a group of people came out one after another.

There were more than a dozen people in that group, and as they chatted and laughed, they very naturally walked towards the Golden Dragon Group's seats and sat down.

Wendu looked at Wine Taoist Priest who was sitting beside him and whispered, "Leader, are those people from Golden Dragon Group?"

"Yes." Wine Taoist Priest stood up and said to the five of them, "Call your plate numbers later. You can go up and compare. I'll go greet them."

Wendu watched Wine Taoist Priest walk to the other side, greeted him and then sat down in a seat with no one beside him.

At the same time, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise Group also stood up and walked towards that direction and sat down.

"They must be the Golden Dragon's men!" Wendu muttered to himself.

Fire Phoenix answered Wendu, "Probably."

While they were talking, another group of people appeared from the hidden door.

The leader was an enchanting woman. He looked to be in his thirties with long hair reaching to his waist and a perfect figure. He was like a ripe fruit waiting for people to pick it.

Wendu shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his mind, "Why would I have such thoughts?"

She sat beside Wine Taoist Priest. When Wendu saw her chatting with Wine Taoist Priest, Wine Taoist Priest pointed at himself. The woman also followed Wine Taoist Priest's hand and looked at him with a smile.

Wendu tried hard to recall: he had never seen her before, so why did it feel a little familiar.

Wendu patted his head: "Xiaoxiao, have you seen that person before?"

Xiaoxiao shook her head. "No."

After those people sat down, a man walked to the center of the ring with a microphone in his hand.

"Welcome everyone to the biennial competition arena. Let's not waste any more words. Next, let the competition begin."

Following his words, the entire arena became completely silent. Even the people from the Gold Dragon Headquarters did not speak a word as they silently watched.

"First round, No.1, No.40. Please come out and fight."

After he finished speaking, he retreated out of the arena and left the arena to the two contestants.

Number 1, he came out from the Black Turtle region. He was bald and wore a monk's robe. One look was enough to tell that he was a monk.

Number 40 was from the White Tiger area. He had long hair and a cold expression. He was wearing an ordinary sports coat.

"The match begins!"

Hearing the referee's words, the cold-looking man quickly rushed toward the bald monk.

The bald monk was in no hurry. He bowed and said, "Amitabha!" Only then did he get into position.

However, just as he got into position, the cold man's fist landed on his body. "Bang!" A dull sound was heard.

Something surprising happened. The monk did not take a step back after taking the punch.

Holding his breath, he lifted his leg and swept it across the cold man's neck.

"What kind of skill is that monk practicing? Is it not painful to be beaten up like this?" Wendu turned around and asked Fire Phoenix.2

"It should be the Hard Qi Method." Fire Phoenix shook her head. "I don't know the specifics either."

The bald monk stood in the middle, in a defensive posture. As for the cold-looking man, he quickly circled around the monk and sneak attacked him from time to time.

When they encountered someone of similar strength, the audience would suffer the most.

Even the people from the Gold Dragon Headquarters had started to chat with the people around them, so they had absolutely no interest in watching.

However, Wendu was still watching. Because he knew he was lacking, he wanted to learn a bit more about fighting techniques.

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