Chapter 10 Life and Death Fighting!

"What is the Fifty War?" Everyone couldn't help looking curiously at the center of the arena, temporarily forgetting the loss and downturn just now.

Five people came out of each of the five teams and stood in the center of the arena, each occupying a corner of the position.

Zhao Jingtian can judge from their pace and demeanor that these boxers are the elites of each team.

"Sister Yan didn't choose 50 people. Did she plan to lose the first game at the beginning?" Zhao Jingtian said, "It should be like this. That is to say, Sister Yan put all her hopes on me from the beginning?

Thinking of this, Zhao Jingtian secretly glanced at Yan Yaoying. That serious face can't see any change in expression.

"All teams are ready!" Jin Xuan shouted loudly, "Start!"

Under Jin Xuan's order, five teams of 50 suddenly rushed to the center of the five teams like wild horses. Two hundred and fifty people fought together, which dazzled everyone!

This kind of crazy fight, regardless of you and me, is a fierce fight! Whether you are a teammate or an enemy, beat them down first!

There was a sound of fist and foot handover, and within a moment, there were bursts of screams in the melee crowd!

Bang... Bang... Bang... The boxer who was beaten out of the central arena was better, and more or less picked up a life. The fate of those boxers who were knocked down in the middle of the crowd is to be trampled to death!

With a scream, a mass of blood and broken meat splashed out from the feet of the standing boxer, and blood sprayed everywhere, dyeing every boxer who could still stand red!

Zhao Jingtian was extremely shocked: this is not a competition, this is obviously killing people! Even if they become boxers, these people will still have a tragic fate!

At this moment, if Zhao Jingtian had a glimmer of illusion that he could change his fate by becoming a Jin Xiangzong boxer, he would have completely abandoned this unrealistic fantasy after seeing this 50-person war.

Zhao Jingtian consciously looked up at the suzerain of Jin Xiang: "Only by becoming a person like him can he truly control his own destiny!"

The guys behind Yan Yaoying are now glad that they didn't win the first game. If they get to this battlefield, they will definitely die the fastest!

"Stop!" Jin Xuan roared, and these boxers who killed their eyes red were shocked, as if they had woken up from a dream. Looking at their bloody hands and whole body, they couldn't believe that the boxers who died in front of them were killed by them!

Jin Xuan showed a "bright" smile: "Okay, good! Fifty people who can survive will be rewarded with ten gold coins, all of which will be promoted to soldiers and teach them divine boxing skills and skills!"

As soon as they heard such a generous reward, the 50 boxers covered with blood immediately abandoned the guilt of killing and knelt down in the direction of the audience with joy: "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Master Jin!"

After 50 people retreated separately, a small group of soldiers ran up and disposed of all the bodies in the arena and sorted out the venue a little.

Jin Xuan stared at Yan Yaoying with a smile and shouted again: "Now, the finale of this martial arts competition and the third game of life-and-death battle begins!"

Without Yan Yaoying's order, Zhao Jingtian walked calmly towards the center of the arena.

As soon as he saw Zhao Jingtian, the fat meat under General Luo's eyes twitched several times: "Why is this boy?"

The other five teams of boxers standing next to the instructor also slowly walked towards the center of the arena. As before, six people stand in a circular position, each occupying a corner.

Zhao Jingtian glanced at his five opponents and said, "The five of them are aimed at me with fierce eyes! Is it possible..."

Zhao Jingtian thought for a moment and immediately understood! It must be Jin Xuan who motioned these guys to join hands to deal with themselves!

Zhao Jingtian raised his head anly and was meeting Jin Xuan's mocking eyes. Looking at it relatively, Jin Xuan turned his eyes to Yan Yaoying again and gently opened his "Red lips": "Start!"

"Ah!"

"Oh!"

Sure enough, the five people rushed to Zhao Jingtian at the same time!

Huh? Why is it this way of playing? Except for Yan Yaoying, everyone looked shocked!

"What's going on?" Jin Hongzhe couldn't help asking.

Jin Tingming hurriedly said, "Master, I don't know about this. Probably they all think that the boxer in the sixth training base is the weakest and want to solve him first!"

Jin Hongzhe didn't pay attention to Jin Tingming, because his attention was all attracted by Zhao Jingtian!

Zhao Jingtian on the field was still calm and did not panic because he was besieged. He struggled and tried his best to avoid being trapped in the middle by these guys. On the other side, he turned his hands into a palm knife, blocked the left grid and right, cut down and chopped them down. As soon as the five people's fists and feet touched Zhao Jingtian's palm knife, they were as painful as touching an iron plate.

The first time they looked at each other, these guys suffered a big loss!

"Good guy! Turn the attacking boxing skills into defensive boxing skills, but the power is not reduced!" Jin Hongzhe's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is obviously my golden palm knife, but it has become another boxing skill in his hand! Genius, what a genius!"

Jin Xuan's handsome face became a little twisted, and his eyes seemed to spit out fire: "Yan Yaoying really worked hard to cultivate this boy! Die, this boy must die!"

Zhao Jingtian was not in the mood to pay attention to Jin Xuan and was besieged by five people. His nerves must be tense all the time.

These five people are not weak. They did not get the effect of attacking the upper plate, so they immediately changed their strategy and attacked Zhao Jingtian's lower plate. In this way, Zhao Jingtian's palm knife does not have much room to play.

If you bend down to deal with other people's attacks with a palm knife, the speed will naturally slow down a lot. These five people must be abacused like this.

Unfortunately, they met Zhao Jingtian, and there is no reason not to fail!

Zhao Jingtian doesn't need to defend with a knife, and he doesn't even need to defend! When the five people kicked Zhao Jingtian's lower plate at the same time, Zhao Jingtian suddenly stood upside down, supported his hands on the ground, and exquisitely let these guys kick empty!

At the same time, Zhao Jingtian took his hands as the support point and gave a spinning kick. His body turned around like a top and threw five guys out!

"What a clever footwork! Dodge, attack, all in one go. What kind of boxing skill is this? Why have I never seen it? Jin Hongzhe exclaimed in his heart: "Is it the boxing skill created by this boy himself? People who can create boxing skills are all talented people!"

Jin Hongzhe nodded slightly to show his appreciation. Jin Tingming, who sat next to Jin Hongzhe, was secretly surprised: "The patriarch rarely appreciates people so much. Even Xuaner did not show this expression when he was adopted as his adopted son."

Jin Tingming's heart seems to have been soaked in thick vinegar, so sour. For no reason, Jin Tingming had a hatred for Zhao Jingtian: "You must get rid of this guy!"

The so-called dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the son of mice can make holes. Jin Tingming, Jin Xuan and his son perfectly confirmed this saying.

"Good job!" I don't know who shouted, Zhao Jingtian's "relatives and friends group" immediately burst into a warm cheer: "Mr. Zhao is the best!"

"Come on, Boss Zhao!"

Yan Yaoying finally showed a little smile, contrasting with Jin Xuan's gloomy face.

The five people quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from their mouths, and said hatefully, "The three of us attack the upper plate, and the two of you attack the plate!"

"Do you want to attack back and forth? It's not that easy!" Zhao Jingtian stood still and stared at the front. At this time, he actually chose to stand still!

As long as there is a little common sense, everyone knows that in the face of the siege of five people, they should adopt guerrilla tactics to solve one or two first or later to prevent themselves from getting into trouble. But Zhao Jingtian made such a low-level mistake!

Jin Xuan sneered: "Low slaves are lowly slaves. Even if someone cultivates them, they can only reach this level!"

Yan Yaoying was also worried. She really couldn't figure out why Zhao Jingtian gave up the good situation and put herself to death!

No one is optimistic about Zhao Jingtian, except Jin Hongzhe: "I will die, boy, don't let me down!"

Five meters, three meters, one meter... attack! The three people in front of Zhao Jingtian attacked Zhao Jingtian's head and heart, while the two people behind Zhao Jingtian kicked the back of Zhao Jingtian's feet and knees with their legs left and right. If this round of attacks is successful, Zhao Jingtian will not be killed on the spot, and his feet will be abandoned!

Son, Zhao Jingtian turned his claws, rushed forward, and pressed the hands of the two people in front of him. The two were shocked and instinctively shook hard. Zhao Jingtian rose up with the strength of the two of them and stood up in a zig shape.

In this air, Zhao Jingtian not only very thrillingly dodged the attack of the third person in front and the attack of the two people in the rear, but also made a frog kicking his legs backwards, kicking on their chests, and kicking the two people behind him out!

One move to restrain the attack of the two people, avoid the attack of the three people, and beat the two people away at the same time!

The perfect combination of golden dragon capture and whirlwind thirteen kicks!

"Good!" Even Jin Hongzhe, the suzerain of Jin Xiang, couldn't help but be about!

Zhao Jingtian did not stop there. As soon as his feet fell to the ground, Ma*'s arms pulled forward. The two made another instinctive move - to retract their arms.

"It's you who are waiting!" Zhao Jingtian cleverly seized the opportunity and strength of the two people to shrink their hands and pushed forward.

"Kka!" The joint of their arms connecting their shoulders could not withstand the superposition of the two forces, and they were dislocated alive, and their hands drooped weakly like detached bodies!

"Ah..." The two of them sweated profusely. Naturally, Zhao Jingtian would not miss such a good opportunity and rushed to the last person!

Bum! Zhao Jingtian's fist and the other party's fist came hard, and a powerful fire attribute power came from the other party's hand, shaking Zhao Jingtian back several steps!

Zhao Jingtian fixed his eyes and saw that this guy actually wore a pair of fiery red metal gloves in his hand!

Yan Yaoying stood up and said, "Despicable! Unexpectedly, he used the boxing gloves of fire attributes!"