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Kong Hang was standing beside Gan Xiucheng. Seeing that they were only one step away from success, he eagerly looked at the back of Gan Xiucheng and asked.

When Gan Xiucheng nodded and agreed to settle the matter of the free-for-all.

Boom!" At the same time, a loud sound attracted the attention of the three of them.

As the dust settled, a young man dressed in black slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

When Gan Xiucheng saw the man's face, he realized that he was one of the warriors that he had been keeping an eye on secretly.

He saw the young man in black looking down at the warrior he had knocked to the ground three times without succeeding in getting himself up.

He arrogantly squatted down and asked the martial artist that was crawling on the ground, "Why, are you still not ready to give up?"

The warrior who was lying on the ground was quite stubborn, he coldly snorted and said: "I … I … No... "Yes!"

"Good!" "You have guts!"

The black-robed youth slowly stood up, and his right leg slightly moved backwards by half a step. After gathering his strength, he sent another kick toward the martial artist that had collapsed to the ground.

The martial artist that had no means of resisting was ruthlessly kicked in the stomach. His entire body glided on the ground for more than a hundred feet before he finally stopped.

The injuries he had previously suffered from the black-robed youth were even more severe. His head weakly pressed against the ground as he panted heavily.

"Cough …" Cough … "Cough …"

The martial artist whose abdomen had been severely injured once again coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his blood began to flow with his blood. It seemed as if some of his internal organs could be vaguely seen in the blood.

The black-robed youth walked forward unhurriedly, and continued to walk towards the warrior on the ground.

Gan Xiucheng couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he suddenly appeared in front of that warrior.

Seeing that Prime Minister Gan Xiu had moved, Kong and Yu Qi followed closely behind and arrived beside the warrior.

He coldly glanced at the black-robed, young man who seemed to not care about him at all.

Gan Xiucheng squatted down, looked at the dead warrior who was on the ground, and asked in a low voice:

"How is it?!"

The martial practitioner, who didn't even have the strength to speak, shook his head towards Prime Minister Gansius with great difficulty.

While Gan Xiu was squatting down and checking the wounds of the warriors on the ground, the black-robed youth had already arrived a few steps away from Gan Xiu Cheng.

The black-robed youth looked at the two people blocking the way and said with a face full of disdain:

"Trash is trash, even if you try to be strong you can't change the fact that you are trash. You can help him for a while, but can you help him for a lifetime?! "

Gan Xiucheng didn't respond to the young man's taunting, and just stood there with his back facing him.

Although the black-robed youth's words were not pleasant to hear, the truth was as he said.

If one did not have enough strength, forcing himself to stay on the field would only buy time. There was no meaning in that.

It was just as the black-robed youth had said. If he could help him out now, could he help him deal with all the troubles in the future?!

It was obviously impossible.

In the end, Gan Xiu Cheng decided to break the Life Protection Token for this warrior who was heavily injured on the ground, so as to avoid any more useless physical pain.

After he found the token, he looked at the man with a bitter look on his face.1

The martial artist had probably also heard the black-robed youth's words. His eyes were glazed as he stared upwards.

He smiled gratefully at Gan Xiucheng, then slowly nodded his head.

After receiving the instruction from the warrior, Gan Xiucheng sighed and increased the power in his hand, causing the token to break.

The warrior who had been lying on the ground under Gan Xiucheng's feet had been successfully teleported to the stands.

At this point.

Finally, there were only ten warriors left on the circular plaza.

Elder Han's long-awaited voice rang out once more.

"Since there are only ten people left, congratulations to you all. From now on, each of you will have two challenges to each of you." If you are able to defeat your opponent, you will be able to replace their position. If you fail twice, then you will not be fated to be able to join this session of the Martial Arts Competition. "

As soon as his voice fell, a change occurred in the messy round plaza.

"Rumble!"

A deafening sound could be heard as an arena with a radius of three hundred meters appeared out of thin air on the flat plaza.

The ten people that were left behind in the plaza noticed that something was amiss and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The "arena" slowly ascended until it reached the height of a man's eyebrows before stopping.

"As for the rules of this segment …"

After a short pause, Elder Han slowly said:

"That is, there are no rules. You can challenge any one of the ten people sitting in the viewing gallery. Regardless of what method you use, martial skill, or Immortal technique." As long as he could defeat his opponent from that ring, it would be considered a success. Those who are confident in their own strength can go onstage now. "

When everyone present heard Elder Han's signal that it was ready to start, they looked at each other with faces full of disbelief.

One had to know that these 10 people who had persisted till the end of the arena had just experienced a battle royale involving only a few hundred people.

Whether it was mental or physical strength, both were not very optimistic. The next challenge would be carried out without even a break. It was clear that it would be unfair to the ten people in the square.

"Really?!" We just ended a free-for-all, yet you want to compete again?! "

"Sigh!" "Looks like this bit of ability of mine will sooner or later result in elimination …"

"This is too unfair!" Those few people have already sat there watching the match for a long time, and more or less have a better understanding of the ten people on stage. Now that they are allowed to accept the challenge, it would be strange if they can win. "

"Exactly! "Even if you want to challenge someone, you should at least be prepared to do so. It would be unfair to be in such a hurry!"

The ten warriors who had remained on the square were still unhappy when the spectators in the stands started to discuss this injustice, as if they were the ones who had suffered the injustice.

On the other hand, after the ten people standing by the arena learned of the following rules from Elder Han, they were only surprised for a moment before quickly adjusting their state of mind.

Gan Xiucheng and his men were stunned when they heard the news. Fortunately, the three of them had wasted some of their energy during the fight and did not participate in the rest of the fight. Therefore, they did not care much about the rules announced by Elder Han.

The three of them swept their eyes across the ten people Chen Yu wanted to sit on, and looked for suitable opponents.

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