The crying sounded again made Zhuang Lexian frown. He took a step forward and reached out to grab the person's neck. The person subconsciously took a step back and touched a very smooth ground with one hand. Suddenly, he slipped and fell down.

At this moment, when Zhuang Lexian's hand was about to grab the person's neck, a broken sound suddenly came from the smooth ground, and a hand suddenly stretched out from under the ground, followed by a series of broken sounds. A black shadow rushed out from the ground. Without saying a word, he punched directly on the head of the crying man. His head was like a watermelon that was directly broken, with red and white liquid splashing all over the ground.

The sudden situation scared Zhuang Lexian. He subconsciously took a step back and frowned tightly, not knowing who the person who suddenly appeared was.

After breaking a person's skull, until the person stood firmly on the spot, Zhuang Lexian clearly saw the situation of this person.

He was ragged, even a little tattered, naked. His skin was charred, slender, and his appearance was covered by loose hair. He looked a little crazy. Blood was still dripping from one of his fists, and his bright eyes were filled with fierce light, which was faintly visible in his hairline.

Zhuang Lexian felt a trace of danger. He quietly took a step back and stood in the center of the pit. This strange sense of danger originated from the heart and was also the unique ability to perceive danger formed by Zhuang Lexian's practice of death over the years. He could feel that the person who looked like a beggar appeared in front of him was a person who could truly threaten himself.

"Ha, I really didn't expect such a change." At this moment, the young waiter poked his head out of the stands. After seeing a person appearing in the field, he was obviously surprised. He looked back at the superior. The superior did not express any expression, but was more interested in the wine glass in his hand. Therefore, the young waiter stood up straight and rushed to the two in the field and said, "In the battle of the Colosseum, the remaining personnel, two people, among them..."

Before he could finish his words, the disheveled man stood there and disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment, his figure appeared in front of the young waiter and suddenly punched the young waiter. The sudden change made the young waiter not react at all, and subconsciously used his arm to block it.

"Click..."

A crisp sound came, and a heart-wrenching pain came into the mind of the young waiter. He immediately bit his steel teeth, and a red light suddenly appeared. One hand was from his fist, and a ball of blazing red light appeared in his palm, and he directly slapped at the person in front of him with a palm.

"Bang..."

A palm hit the man's chest, and a powerful impact directly knocked him out of the stands. However, the man obviously did not suffer any serious injuries. Instead, he rolled back in the air and floated back smoothly for a distance, standing directly on the edge of the big pit in the Colosseum, stepping on the sand.

The young waiter immediately stood up and frowned tightly. He still didn't see who the person who attacked him just now was. This situation had never happened before. He could easily block the attacks of the giants before. This person was too fast, as strong as the young waiter, and was successfully attacked, and the bones on his arm were broken.

"Damn it!" The young waiter gritted his teeth, and red lights scattered all over the sky, swelling straight into the sky, quickly transforming into a long sword in the air, and was directly grabbed by the young waiter. Seeing that he was like that, he was about to rush down and fight with the man.

"Afu, don't be impatient." At this moment, the voice of the superiors came into the young waiter's ears. The young waiter immediately gave up the rushing action, but the red sword was still grasping in his hands, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

As an absolute senior citizen of Chunhu Yongcheng, he has extremely strong cultivation and combat power. When did the young waiter A Fu suffer such humiliation? He can endure it at this moment mainly because of the words of the superior behind him.

The superior stood up from his seat for the first time, put the wine glass in his hand aside, walked to the young waiter, looked at the person standing on the sand, and narrowed his eyes slightly on his handsome face, and said softly: "You are not his opponent, don't be impatient."

The young waiter was stunned when he heard this and looked at the superior next to him in disbelief, but he didn't say anything because he completely believed in the superior's words and absolutely obeyed.

The young waiter immediately threw the red sword in his hand forward, which turned into several red auras in the air, and was then taken back into his body by the young waiter. He held his injured arm with one hand slightly, but the resentment on his face remained undiminished.

"Is it heavy?" asked the superior.

"Can you bear it." The young waiter replied.

"Take it." The superior stretched out a hand, and the young waiter raised his arm without hesitation and placed it on the palm of the superior's hand. A blue fluorescent flashed in a flash, and the young waiter's pain disappeared immediately.

"Thank you, Lord." The young waiter raised his arm again. In this moment, his arm had been completely healed. The bones that had been smashed before even healed, and the pain had disappeared in an instant.

"Well, watch the show, he won't come up again." The superior looked at the person standing on the sand again, showed a slight smile, and then walked back to his seat, picked up the wine glass, and started drinking leisurely again; the young waiter glared at the man fiercely, said nothing, walked behind the superior, and stood quietly.

The young waiter, the city lord's personal follower, and the messenger of Chunhu Yongcheng, actually suffered the loss like this? He was so surprised that he succeeded, but he was so endured?

There were immediately whispers from the stands on both sides. All the spectators were discussing this matter, and it was obvious that this was an incredible thing in their eyes. You should know that the identity of the young waiter A Fu was almost second only to the city lord, and even above some ministers. Who dared to let him suffer in Chunhu Yongcheng? What could he endure if he was attacked in this way was simply a fantasy.

However, no one dared to raise his voice, which was directly related to the city lord. It was obvious that the superiors just ordered that the young waiter did not pursue the investigation; the six people who were just thrown down were dead at this moment, and no one would touch the young waiter's bad luck. He had the power of life and death for almost everyone and matters in Yongcheng, Chunhu, and was a person who could never be provoked.

However, no matter what, the mysterious people on the field have attracted everyone's attention. Even if he can win this beast-fighting game, there will definitely be no good results in Yongcheng, Chunhu Lake in the future. If he offended Ah Fu, he will be unable to move forward.

The mysterious man fell on the sand, looked up at the young waiter on the stands, and then raised his hand to grab his neck. After his hair was lifted up, a burst of exclamations came from the stands around him. Someone saw a shocking wound on the neck of this person, with flesh and blood exposed outside. It was obvious that this was a fatal injury, but this person did not look like he had suffered a fatal injury no matter where he looked.

Zhuang Lexian turned his body into a ball of black mist, slowly floated in the air, floated out of the big pit, and fell behind the mysterious body. He took the black mist back into his body and saw the fatal wound on the mysterious man's neck at the first time. After seeing it, he frowned slightly and immediately thought of something.

As a cultivator of death energy, he certainly knew what this meant. At the beginning, he was in the same situation. In the end, he recovered because he devoured the body and energy of the fat man Gao Shun. However, the person standing in front of him was somewhat different from his state. He used death energy to repair his body, transforming the flesh and blood of the dead into a usable death energy, and then he recovered his combat power. However, this person's fatal wound was obviously still there, but he could still maintain extremely high combat power. He had never seen such a situation.

The first thing Zhuang Lexian thought of was that this person was also a practitioner of death energy, but after this person took action, he immediately knew that it was not.

The mysterious man slowly turned around and faced Zhuang Lexian. At this moment, Zhuang Lexian saw the man's face clearly, with a handsome and young man's face, and his face seemed familiar.

"It's you?" Zhuang Lexian thought for a moment, and immediately remembered who the person in front of him was.

The person with disheveled hair and fatal injuries on his neck in front of him was Huang Yuchen, the absolute newcomer who stood near Zhuang Lexian at the beginning, who was the Colosseum.

However, Huang Yuchen is very different from his previous state, just like he has completely changed his other person.

In fact, this is true. Huang Yuchen showed a coldness and murderous intent at this moment, which was completely different from before. Apart from this face, he seemed to be a completely different person.

"Damn it, it's him!" The young waiter Afu stood beside the superior for only a few breaths, and was still a little angry, so he walked to the edge of the stands, trying to see who this person was. After seeing clearly that it was Huang Yuchen, he was also very surprised.

Huang Yuchen had been hit by a knife in the battle with the God of Killing before, and blood flowed out. He did not show any life characteristics behind him. He did not appear for such a long time, and even the stronger natural disaster came later, he did not find him. Everyone thought he was dead, but they did not expect that he could still stand, and his combat power seemed to be more than one level stronger than before.

Afu immediately turned around and looked at the superior who was still sitting in the seat and drinking leisurely. He wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to ask.

"I told you that I should not treat him as an opponent. His fate is arranged by his arrival in Yongcheng, Chunhu, and it is different from you and me." The superior saw the young waiter's emotions, smiled slightly, and whispered to him.

The young waiter didn't say anything, but just looked at the field, looked at Huang Yuchen's back, and frowned.

"What is your origin..."
Chapter completed!