Chapter 1213: All up

"The player who played in the third game is..." Before the Cyclops had uttered his name, the group of desperadoes below had already begun to cheer the name of Duguxie.
"One-armed man...One-armed man..."
It seemed that they couldn't wait to see that Duguxie's battle again.
But Li Tian and his brothers frowned slightly, and couldn't help but lining up: Are these people really crazy? How come Duguxie still plays? Are you not afraid of his greatness?
Just as Li Tian and his brothers were thinking this way, the Cyclops had already begun to announce.
"The characters in the third game will continue to fight with the one-armed men who became famous from World War I..." As his voice sounded, those around him suddenly screamed frantically.
The deafening cheers were full of fanaticism.
But what about Duguxie? But his expression was cold. For him, fighting and not fighting were exactly the same, because it would not take him much time.
"The other player competing with him is from the Dark City, Hei."
As the voice sounded, the one-eyed dragon called out the names of the two people in the game.
One is Duguxie, and the other is from the Dark City: Hei Zi.
"It seems I have to play again." Duguxie said coldly, standing under the arena of the death match.
The brothers in front of him glanced at Duguxie, and then smiled slightly.
"Second brother, it made you work hard..." Ghost servant said on the side.
Duguxie didn't speak, but slowly walked up to the death match ring step by step.
After he walked up, the other "warrior" black boy over there has not yet come up.
People? How come it hasn't come up yet?
"I won't fight him!"
"I don't want to die...I don't want to fight him..." Suddenly in the death match ring, he saw a dark-skinned, bald-headed man with his eyes retreating in terror and shouting in his mouth.
It turns out that he is a black boy.
It's just that when the black boy now saw Duguxie on the ring, he became scared, struggling not to fight Duguxie.
But behind him was a group of people pushing him vigorously.
"Damn, come on stage..."
"No... I won't fight him... I won't fight him..." But although 34 people were pulling the black boy vigorously there, hoping to drag him to the death ring, but the black boy did It is desperately backwards.
He really did not dare to fight Duguxie.
Duguxie stood alone on the death arena, arrogantly ahead, no one dared to fight him!
How mighty, how domineering.
The desperadoes around, they all cheered when they saw a player who dared not fight with their hero, their idol one-armed man.
For the first time in the history of the death match, the players were so scared that their legs were so weak that they did not dare to enter the ring!
After seeing the funny situation below, Boss Qiu's face was extremely ugly. The death match was held by them, but now it has become such a ridiculous situation...
How does this make the enemy boss as the boss of the outer city feel so embarrassed?
But seeing this meeting, the desperadoes around were all sneering, not only ridiculing the timid black boy, but even the enemy boss in the outer city.
Boss Qiu suddenly became angry.
"Let them all play... all the players who participated in the death match, all... I fuck, I don't believe it."
With his roar, the brothers next to him and Huang Ge were suddenly stunned.
"what?"
"Let all the contestants go on?"
Is there any remaining 8 fighters coming together? Do you have to deal with Duguxie?
Yes, Boss Qiu meant this.
After his voice came, the crazy desperadoes in the audience screamed.
the first time!
For the first time, there was such an unruly game, and it was the first time that eight players had to deal with Duguxie! !
"Damn? Not fair..."
"Why let so many people deal with Senior Dugu?" Tang Xiaolong, among the brothers who listened to this meeting, suddenly roared.
Li Tian frowned at this moment.
"It's really unfair."
"I'm going to find the boss..." Li Tian, ​​who saw this meeting, was going to find the boss.
Just when the brothers were complaining about unfairness, but seeing a person standing on the top of the death match ring, Du Guxie suddenly said: "Okay..."
"Let's all go together... and it just saves me trouble!" A cold sentence came out of Du Guxie's mouth.
When he suddenly said such a sentence, Li Tian, ​​who had wanted to go to the boss of the enemy for theories, was slightly startled and stopped.
"Ah? Senior Dugu really wants to deal with those lunatics alone?" Tang Xiaolong looked at the Duguxie above the ring and asked, wondering.
The ghost servant on one side looked at Duguxie above the ring: "Since the second brother said that, no one can change his meaning..."
"Don't worry, with the second brother's strength, even if there are another twenty people, he will definitely not be his opponent." The ghost servant said with a sneer.
"But, Senior Dugu doesn't have a sword in his hand..." Tang Xiaolong glanced at the bronze sword held in the hand of the ghost servant.
But the ghost servant smiled slightly and said: "Second brother's swordsmanship has already been perfected. It is not important to him to have no sword in his hand... The most important thing is that the second brother already has a sword in his heart."
Tang Xiaolong didn't understand the true meaning of his master's words. He just couldn't help but lining up in his heart with the slight blinking: What is a sword in his heart?
At this moment, after the boss of the enemy made a decision, and at the same time that Duguxie also approved the game, finally, the death game began.
The eight fighters under the death ring were released one by one, their gazes fierce and vicious, one by one staring at the Duguxie on the death ring.
The scene where Duguxie killed the butcher just now, they all saw it with their own eyes. At this moment, they all had a slight fear in their hearts, but there were eight of them!
And the eight are all fierce men who have experienced many battles and killed countless people.
Isn't it possible that you can't hold a one-handed guy with your own strength of eight people? No matter how powerful he is, no matter how fast he takes his shots, can he withstand eight people and sixteen hands?
After they thought so, they decided to fight.
At this moment, even the black boy who had been struggling just now did not dare to fight anymore. He looked at the other seven fierce tigers around him, and finally decided to fight to the death.
So 8 people and 8 murderous characters all entered the death match ring.