"Wait for me to come back." Before leaving, he greeted Zhang Muyang in a low voice.

Obviously, in Zhao Hu's opinion, Zhang Muyang doesn't even have the ability to protect himself. If he is not here, Zhang Muyang may not be able to stay here...

Sure enough, after Zhao Hu had just walked out, many fighting men around him immediately stared at Zhang Muyang with fierce eyes.

These fighting players are almost crazy in the current environment.

Especially the few people who had just fought before, although they were injured, the aura was almost suffocating.

After staring at Zhang Muyang for a moment, one of the fighters with blood on his body suddenly stood up and walked to Zhang Muyang. Without even saying a word, he punched Zhang Muyang hard and directly hit Zhang Muyang.

"Arnold, stop, he is not a fighter like us. If you want to find someone to fight, I will accompany you." Suddenly, Zhao Hu's voice rang out from the side.

Zhao Hu, who had scars on his face but was full of excitement in his eyes, walked back from the side.

Zhao Hu won the battle just now.

Garles, who is the loser, has now been thrown into the sea.

The fighter who wanted to relieve Zhang Muyang's pressure glanced at Zhao Hu and turned around and left.

At this time, he didn't want to waste his energy on Zhao Hu.

Zhao Hu sat next to Zhang Muyang and began to breathe heavily.

The battle just now obviously cost him a lot.

Zhang Muyang looked at all this silently, without interfering with anything, but the muttering sounds on the side suddenly attracted his attention.

"Hey, have you heard that Zhang Muyang, who had cut off the warship with one sword before, has recently appeared near the Holy Mountain of Light."

"What, doesn't this mean that the papal's confrontation has come into effect."

"There are three days left, this death battle will end. At that time, no matter what, I will rush to the Holy Mountain of Light to watch this top battle."

"I'll go too. I want to see with my own eyes how much worse our strength is than these top power."

...

These muttering sounds made Zhang Muyang frown.

The Pope's appointment? What's going on?

Zhao Hu, who was standing beside him, saw the suspicious expression on Zhang Muyang's face and smiled and said, "How about it, you are very curious about our industry. If you are really curious, after this end, I can explain it in detail to you. Don't break into such a ship at will. Once you are discovered, it will be easy to be killed directly by others."

Human life is nothing on this kind of ship.

This time, if it weren't for Zhao Hu, Zhang Muyang would have been arrested by the Zhexi servants and even threw him directly into the sea.

Zhang Muyang still frowned and asked directly: "Pope Light made an appointment to fight Zhang Muyang, what's going on?"

Zhao Hu glanced at the fighters next to him and said, "This is something that has been causing a lot of trouble recently, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people. Simply put, the two top two strong men in the world are going to have a competition on the Holy Mountain of Light of the Light Church."

"By the way, among these two top powerhouses, Zhang Muyang, is the Chinese. His deeds are much scary. He cut off a warship with one sword. After you leave here, you can search the Internet and find these videos."

After briefly explaining, Zhao Hu smiled and said, "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is?"

"Zhang Muyang." Zhang Muyang curled his lips.

After Zhao Hu explained this, Zhang Muyang immediately understood that this was probably the Pope of Light who was secretly playing tricks and actually engaged in a fight.

However, if it really happened to be a fight, Zhang Muyang would never be afraid of this Pope of Light.

Last time, Zhang Muyang consumed a lot of money and both sides suffered a loss. If Zhang Muyang faced him, Zhang Muyang would be confident that he would never lose.

When Zhao Hu heard Zhang Muyang say his name, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Brother, if you don't want to say your name, just say it directly. Why fool me like this? I just told you Zhang Muyang's name, and you said you were Zhang Muyang. This is too exaggerated."

Shaking his head, Zhao Hu stopped talking and rested with peace of mind.

He must keep his energy and wait for the next fight.

If this kind of death fight is a little careless, it will be killed directly.

About two hours later, Zhao Hu's injuries had not healed, but his name sounded again from the horns around him.

"It's my turn so soon." Zhao Hu strode out.

At the same time, there was another fighter in the lounge.

Zhang Muyang frowned, walked to the door, and looked at Zhao Hu who entered the cage in the center of the hall from afar.

Zhao Hu's strength is already extremely powerful. Although he is not as good as a real monk, he is strong in physique and strong.

However, the muscular man who was his opponent seemed to be stronger.

Under Zhang Muyang's gaze, Zhao Hu and the others started fighting wildly in the cage.

In less than a minute, Zhao Hu suffered continuous injuries.

Finally, Zhao Hu's opponent punched Zhao Hu in his temple. This punch made Zhao Hu fall directly to the ground, without even the strength to stand up.

But as his opponent, the muscular man took this opportunity to attack Zhao Hu everywhere.

He even cut off Zhao Hu's arm with one foot so that Zhao Hu would not recover and then counterattack.

"When you walk by the river often, you can't wet your shoes? Zhao Hu's strength is indeed good, but it is naturally not uncommon to lose after fighting like this." Zhang Muyang muttered, and then walked out of the lounge directly.

As soon as he walked out, several waiters noticed Zhang Muyang and shouted to Zhang Muyang: "Hey, what are you doing? Don't leave the lounge at will."

Zhang Muyang ignored the other party and walked step by step towards the fighting cage ahead.

Walking to the fighting cage, Zhang Muyang stretched out a hand and grabbed it on the fighting cage. With a little force, the fighting cage made of steel was immediately torn a hole that was one person in size by Zhang Muyang.

Seeing this, the waiters around suddenly changed their faces and kept retreating, not daring to continue to force Zhang Muyang.

Zhang Muyang walked to Zhao Hu, bent down, took out a spiritual pill, and fed it to Zhao Hu.

No matter what, Zhao Hu is considered a Chinese, and he is pretty good at heart. Zhao Hu was able to meet Zhang Muyang because of the opportunity, so of course Zhang Muyang didn't mind saving him once.

After taking a pill, Zhao Hu's condition immediately improved a lot.

Although his mind was still a little drowsy, the pain from his body made Zhao Hu unable to help but grin.

At the same time, around the fighting cage, there were already a large group of waiters and these fighting fighters.

A low-sized fat man walked out with a sneer on his face, glanced at Zhang Muyang up and down, and said, "Is this the invader? Why don't you throw him directly into the sea and let him live."

A waiter walked out and whispered to explain the situation.

Just now, it was Zhao Hu who protected Zhang Muyang.
Chapter completed!