The arc-shaped blade was bounced away by the fist blade. Regis stepped on the ground with one foot, and his wide wings blocked the incoming wrist. He hit Senna's arms and was one elbow towards his chin.

"oh!"

"Sena, you won't let it go, are you?"

The solid muffled sound made the audience in the arena boo, and they couldn't help but worry about their wallets.

"asshole!"

Senna hit her forehead against Regis's head, but the latter pulled away, very cool.

The thick snake tail followed, carrying a blood-colored spear. Regis grabbed his right hand and threw out a spiral fire whip, whistling and tangling with it.

For a moment, fires splashed everywhere and exploded.

"Are you old friends with him, or are you just a simple boss and customer relationship?" Cheng Hai asked with his head in his arms.

"All of them are there, they can't be met without fighting." Drake didn't hide it much.

"He beats you?"

Cheng Hai heard the meaning.

"No, I used some tricks, otherwise he would have died."

Drake raised the corners of his mouth, his bloody fangs were a little scary.

"There is a story..."

Cheng Hai nodded secretly and then asked, "So, can you tell what this guy is upset about?"

Drax asked: "Besides official business, demons like them are only concerned about the issue of level improvement."

"Business or rank..."

Cheng Hai thought for a while, as if he was thinking about which of these two is more likely.

If you advance, there are a lot of resources and A-level coaches in Nessaly, so there is no need to be so ostentatious.

"Is it because Nessaly is afraid that his advancement to the Demon King will affect his status?"

This idea suddenly popped up in my mind, but after savoring it for a while, I felt something was wrong.

In this situation, if Regis can advance, it will be the main axis's combat power. Even if Nessali wants to settle the score, it will be after the matter is over. He is seeking an opportunity to advance in the arena. Will Nessali discover it differently?

It's completely meaningless.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled Regis' complaint to their clan while drinking, and felt a sense of worry that he didn't want to be a virgin before his death.

"So this guy...isn't he afraid of death?"

"If so, that makes sense..."

Cheng Hai felt awe-inspiring in his heart and had some insight.

Several A-level combat powers died in a row, forcing Nessaly to restrain his movements. Chu Lin now put a lot of pressure on them. In addition, the two saints, Dishan and Feibry, were missing from the S-level combat powers.

If it is a battle of ten thousand people, it is nothing, but in such a battle of more than a hundred people, the impact of an S-level combat power is too great.

Although it is safe to protect the magic cannon here, when the disaster demon appears and the saint's legacy is opened, they will have to go out.

Coming to the arena should be considered an indulgence before the arrival of pessimistic fate.

In this regard, it is very similar to humans.

"You probably didn't know each other before, right? Why did you suddenly ask this?" Drake said suspiciously.

"I just want to get my reward soon and ask me if I understand and calculate how long they will take to fight." Cheng Hai said casually.

"Oh? Is the battle not exciting enough?" Drake was a little stunned.

He is the person in charge here, so he naturally knows how much money can he earn when fighting with two superior demons. It is rare for people who even look down on such battles.

"generally."

Cheng Hai leaned against the back of the chair and turned his attention to the field again.

To talk about the value of this battle, Senna and Regis are both of them very high, and they are already seeing red, at least more exciting than the blockbusters in theaters.

However, compared to the match between Fan Jiang and Wuchen yesterday, it is obviously not the same level. Regis did not use his talent and ability, and this little punching skill does not have much reference value.

"generally?"

Not far away, a fierce and evil war demon suddenly stood up. He looked bad and said as he walked, "Explain me what ordinary means!"

Cheng Hai glanced at Drake in confusion, who shrugged innocently and said in a low voice: "Sena fans."

Senna has a good image and a high level of combat. Of course, she has some fanatical supporters. Besides, apart from the fans, Senna is also the top player in the arena. She openly comments on her average battle. Wouldn't it mean that the gladiators in other places are rubbish?

Looking around, in addition to this berserk demon, there are many demons around him who show obvious hostility towards him.

Seeing that the Brutal War Demon had stood in front of him, Cheng Hai turned his head again and said, "Do you care about this?"

He was Regis's guest, and Drake should have stopped it. However, he just looked at one of the arenas and made some sense.

Following his gaze, the Flode from Purgatory had killed the terror that provoked him, and he himself collapsed in the corner and was seriously injured.

Cheng Hai understands,

The reason for this is related to his identity as purgatory.

"Hehe, he can't save you!"

Without too much nonsense, the Brutal War Demon swung his huge fist and smashed it at Cheng Hai. He wanted to see if the skeleton in front of him was smashed into a pile of broken bones, could he say "average" again!

The sharp sound of the wind stinged the eardrums, like a heavy truck crushing by.

At this time, Cheng Hai was still sitting on the chair, holding his cheek with one hand, and did not act as a defensive move.

"Haha, arrogant!"

"Don't he take Baloff seriously?"

"He didn't react!"

Countless thoughts flashed through the demons' minds and showed cruel smiles. With a full blow to the Berserker Demon at such a close distance, no demon would think that Cheng Hai could survive.

"well……"

A sigh came from the air, and the cold chill condensed in the air with this sigh, forming a pair of hard armor.

The heavy punch like a giant cannon hit, and even the ground trembled.

However, there was no joy on the face of the Brutal War Demon, because his attack did not penetrate the opponent's armor!

Not only that, the frost-condensed armor frozen his fist, and the biting cold spread like an electric current, and instantly frozen his entire arm.

"You..."

The Brutal War Demon was frightened and angry, and was about to punch another punch. The skeleton in front of him just knocked on the ice with his bone claws lightly, and his frozen right hand broke with a sound!

Unable to feel any pain, a powerful force came along the broken arm. The Brutal War Demon's body involuntarily turned around in place, and then Cheng Hai kicked it out, kicked his ass, kicked his huge body dozens of meters, and smashed it hard on the back of the onlookers below.

"How is that possible!"

"What did he do?"

"Master! He is a mage!"

The demons were shocked and suspicious, but they saw Cheng Hai still holding his cheek with one hand, crossing his legs, and his eyes were as normal.
Chapter completed!