C355 The Worst Case Scenario
"Well..." The old man had a smile on his face. He suddenly pointed to the stage and said, "The mysterious man in black is on stage. Let's watch his match before we talk."0
Hao Chuan rolled his eyes. He was speechless about the cunning old man again. As expected, the older the spicier, the more he wanted to know. The old man didn't say a word. The two of them chatted for a long time. To be precise, it was Hao Chuan who had listened to the old man's explanation for a long time. The things the old man talked about were all things that he wanted Hao Chuan to know.
However, Hao Chuan did not suffer any loss. Regarding these circumstances, as for the fact that the old man took the initiative to approach him over and over again... As for the exact reason, there was no way to guess. After listening to so much from the old man, Hao Chuan was a little puzzled. The old man had told him about it in front of him. When he was teasing Ripper on purpose, Hao Chuan had a strong dislike for the old man in his heart.
However, after listening to the old man talk so much, Hao Chuan found it strange that he did not seem to sense any malicious intent from the old man. He even had a feeling that the reason the old man talked so much to him seemed to have the intention of protecting and giving him advice. This was a little strange.
Since Hao Chuan couldn't figure it out, he might as well stop thinking about it. However, the words whetstone that the old man mentioned earlier had successfully caused Hao Chuan to have a small knot in his heart.
Regarding this point, although Hao Chuan was very unwilling to accept it, he could not change the Overlord's view of him. If he said he could live, he could not change other people's view of him. He could only change himself. Thinking of this, Hao Chuan snorted coldly in his heart and thought to himself, "Whetstone? Who knows who the whetstone is!"
At this moment, the man in black standing on the arena: He was like a ten-thousand-year-old block of ice, emitting a faint chill. Hao Chuan, who was standing below the stage, felt a chill run down his spine. As for the ordinary people who were watching, at this moment, some of their lips had already turned purple from the cold. However, for the sake of watching the show, these people still tirelessly waited here.
The opponent of the black clothed man was an unknown brawny man.
After this brawny man drew the black clothed man, it was clear that he had done some relevant investigations on him. But since the man in black was so mysterious, there was naturally very little information on him.
However, even so, the brawny man had still absorbed the disadvantages of competing with the man in black in the last match. In the first round of the black clothed man's advancement match, for some unknown reason, the contestant foolishly stood there and looked at the man in black. In the end, in less than three seconds, he fell to the ground.
This time, as soon as the brawny man came up, he directly roared and pounced fiercely at the black clothed man.
His speed was extremely fast and his aura was extremely fierce, like a ferocious tiger that had descended from the mountain. He gave off an oppressive and fierce aura. However, the black-clothed man was completely unmoved. Like a wooden stake, he stood firmly on the spot, staring coldly at the brawny man who had pounced over.
At this moment, the temperature seemed to have dropped by eight degrees. When the strong man was about half a meter away from the man in black, his normal face suddenly turned green and purple. Then, he trembled and took a deep breath. He shrank his body and fell backwards.
Pah!
The sound of the man falling to the ground was very clear. It did not sound like the sound of a body of flesh and blood falling to the ground at all. It was more like a piece of solid ice touching the ground. This sound entered the ears of the onlookers and made them feel a chill in their hearts.
This was simply too strange. It was as if the brawny man had been struck by some kind of sinister magic. A layer of snow white frost that could be seen with the naked eye quickly formed on his skin and clothes. After his entire body was smashed to the ground, even if he held his breath, he would probably be no different from a corpse.
After the battle ended, the black-clothed man who covered his face glanced in the direction where Hao Chuan and the old man were standing. Then, he pulled open the iron door of the arena and walked out. The brawny man behind him did not even bother to look at him. It was as if he was not facing a person, but an incomparably weak ant.
"How is it? What are your thoughts?" The old man had a meaningful look in his eyes. He looked at Hao Chuan and asked quietly.
Hao Chuan was incomparably shocked in his heart. He was now very sure that the strength that the man in black had displayed this time was not an opportunistic move. It was... He had indeed reached the terrifying level of releasing his inner energy!
"How many chances do I have to win against the man in black?" Hao Chuan asked himself in his heart, but he realized that he did not have an answer that satisfied him.
When he agreed to Fong Tianrui's invitation and decided to participate in the Underground Black Martial Competition, Hao Chuan didn't really care about this meeting. Because he felt that with his current strength, there shouldn't be anyone who could compete with him in this competition.
After all, Hao Chuan knew Zeng Cheng's previous fighting ability. Before he taught Zeng Cheng the Eight Extreme Fists, Zeng Cheng's strength was the type that could not even withstand a single blow from Hao Chuan. Zeng Cheng, on the other hand, relied on this level of strength to achieve 64 points in the previous Underground Black Martial Competition.
Therefore, in Hao Chuan's mind, he didn't really pay much attention to this so-called competition.
But now, Hao Chuan didn't think that way. He was a mighty and ruthless overlord. An unfathomable old man, a mysterious man in black. Hao Chuan couldn't tell the background of these three people. As for these truly capable people, they were all rushing to participate in this arena competition. This really amazed Hao Chuan. Money and benefits... Its charm was really extraordinary.
After the morning competition was over, the organizers started the third round of drawing lots in the afternoon according to the usual practice.
As for the third round of qualifying matches, due to the number of participants being single, according to the usual practice, there was an empty contestant. What made Hao Chuan speechless was that the empty contestant was none other than the fatty who followed behind Zeng Cheng and had an extremely wretched temperament.
As for the opponent Hao Chuan drew this round, it was no longer that kind of fish belly player. Instead, it was the contestant who attracted his special attention during the elimination round. He was the cold-looking young man with a prominent temperament.
Hao Chuan didn't know much about this young man, but he could roughly tell that this cold-looking young man was stronger than Ripper. Judging from the previous matches, this young man should be stronger than Ripper. This cold-looking young man was a typical practical fighter.
This was because he didn't have any extra movements when attacking or defending. He tried his best to simplify and maximize every move he made. This kind of person was not easy to deal with.
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