2193: C2193 Ding Shu Versus Xiong Qi

C2193 Ding Shu Versus Xiong Qi

Ding Shuzhan Xiong Qi

Ding Shu's waist was only surrounded by a tattered black animal skin, barefooted.

His entire body was covered in scars, especially on his face. From his forehead to his chin, there was a hideous knife wound.

He had no fixed home, and after he fled to Demon Ancient City, he heard that Mayor's youngest son, who was twenty-one years old, had peerless talent, and was half a step away from advancing to the Deity Realm at such a young age.

Therefore, he planned for a long time to assassinate Mayor in ten days. He did not want to be caught by the Godly State guards of Mayor's youngest son.

That was why he was forced to become a gladiator in the Fighting Arena.

He had already made up his mind. In any case, he would kill demi-human race wherever he went. It was the same here. He would kill one if he could.

"Dingdang!"

The bell of the wrestling ring rang, and the steel cage opened. Ding Shu was placed on the ground.

"Roar! Roar!"

Before Ding Shu could stabilize himself, xiong Qi howled and rushed over.

With a few cracking sounds, ding Shu clenched his fists, and his figure flashed from under Xiong Qi's feet to his back.

Bang! Bang!

A dozen or so punches fiercely smashed onto Xiong Qi's vital parts of his legs.

However, xiong Qi, whose skin was rough and thick, was completely unharmed.

He suddenly turned around, bent down, and swung his arms at Ding Shu.

Ding Shu did not fly high, and only attacked Xiong Qi's legs.

Because he had an iron chain tied to his back. If he flew up, it would affect the rhythm of his battle, and Xiong Qi would catch him at the same time.

Ding Shu was waiting for an opportunity. He wanted to anger Xiong Qi and make him lose his cool.

Although Xiong Qi belonged to a race of inferior to the middle tier of the demi-human race, he made a living by doing so. If he won, he would earn a great deal of divine crystal, and it would be provided for him to cultivate and purchase all sorts of Pills.

These kinds of demi-human race were all considered poor losers, and they didn't have any decent cultivation technique, the Martial Skills.

Most of them relied on the unorthodox method to cultivate to the sage realm.

The main method of fighting was to use fists and kicks.

Xiong Qi won 378 victories, 22 defeats.

This 22 defeats were intentional.

This was because Owner in the arena had secretly traded with many gladiators.

He would lose one match in an average of 17 matches, and there was a certain proportion of the other demi-human race gladiators' wins and losses.

This way, Owner and some of the dealer would earn big money.

Today was the battle Owner made Xiong Qi fake lose.

Because almost all the spectators bought Xiong Qi's victory.

Owner and some of his partners secretly bought Ding Shu's victory.2

The battle continued crazily, and Xiong Qi gradually became irritable. After such a long time, he didn't even touch Ding Shu's clothes.

He didn't hold back his divine power, chasing Ding Shu and beating him up in the middle of the field.

An hour later, he pretended to have consumed too much energy, and his movements began to slow down.

After another hour of beating, he accidentally got injured by Ding Shu and spat out blood again.

The demi-human race that bet on his body began to boil. They started to curse and express dissatisfaction towards Xiong Qi.

"Xiong Qi, you better f * cking pull yourself together! I bet 10,000 divine crystal on you!"

"Xiong Qi, you idiot! Hit him with all your might! Capture him and tear him apart!"

"I bet a hundred thousand on him. If I lose, I'm going to eat grass!"

"A hundred thousand? I bet a fucking two million eight hundred thousand. It's all on loan... "

It had already been two hours, xiong Qi felt that he should be able to proceed on the path of defeat.

He pretended to be extremely furious, roaring madly as he attacked randomly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ding Shu grabbed Xiong Qi's opening and fiercely attacked three more times.

All three punches landed on the vital parts of his back.

Pffft...

Xiong Qi spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back to the edge of the arena and fell down.

Ding Shu's eyes lit up. This was the best opportunity to kill Xiong Qi!

His figure moved, and then he flew into the sky with a whoosh. After that, he gathered all the strength in his body and smashed fiercely towards Xiong Qi's cephalo-!

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