So this time, even if he ends up in person, he will sweep all directions in the arena this time.

At this moment, an old man in Tang suit slowly walked to the center of the arena, and then cupped his hands towards the surroundings.

Seeing him appear, the surrounding atmosphere froze slightly. Obviously, the identity of this old man should not be simple.

"Everyone, the host and referee elected this time in Lower Oasis Town, everyone calls me Ying Lao."

"This time in the group arena, I will uphold the past philosophy, which is to ensure the most basic fairness and justice for all parties."

"In the group arena, the only rule is one-on-one."

"At the same time, the masters sent by each party should not exceed three."

"That's all."

"let's start."

While speaking, Elder Ying retreated to the high platform in a godlike manner.

To put it simply, the so-called rules he mentioned were negotiated by all parties for this group arena match. Since it was presented in such a situation, naturally no one would have trouble with these simple rules.

As soon as Ying Lao retreated, he saw Su Renhu standing on the high platform first. He looked at the direction of the Su family and said with a cold smile, "Su Renbao, why are the Su family so cowardly this year?"

"Just let you die by yourself?"

"What? Are you afraid that the entire Su family will be taken over by me, Su Renhu?"

Su Renbao looked at Su Renhu coldly, and snorted, "Second brother, don't think that you have taken refuge in a lost dog, even talking loudly!"

"I let you come today, but you can't leave!"

Su Renhu sneered, and then made a gesture.

Along with his movements, behind Su Renhu, a man wearing a T-shirt with a dark face stepped forward step by step.

His movements seemed simple, but he walked directly from the high platform to the ring, as if he had covered a distance of several meters.

As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one. This simple move shows the terrifying strength of this black and thin man.

Su Renbao's expression darkened slightly. Although his own martial arts cultivation was mediocre, as the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way.

The simple action of this black and thin man has already demonstrated his impressive ability.

The base is also a generation of soldier kings!

After taking a deep breath, Su Renbao said softly: "Uncle Qianjue, I wonder if you are sure?"

At this moment, Su Qianjue had his hands behind his back, with a look of loneliness like a master, and said: "This guy looks like he should be from Nanyang."

"Nanyang people are best at Muay Thai."

"And Muay Thai is an outsider's horizontal kung fu practice, not an insider's boxing!"

"No matter how powerful the external boxing is, you can't cultivate the internal energy."

"How could I be afraid of him?"

After finishing the words, I saw Su Qianjue slapping the coffee table with his left hand, and his entire figure also flew out of the air and landed on the ring. JrNovels.com