Chapter 892: Group of Death (3)

"Brother Ritian, you are here to compete, so you are also assigned to the third ring?"

Wu Jiechao asked very carefully.

"Yeah? Are you and I both number three?" Zhao Ritian narrowed his eyes and teased, "Don't worry, I promise I won't kill you!"

"No, no, no...Brother Ritian, don't get me wrong, how dare I compete with my strength?"

Wu Jiechao shook his head hastily, and said, "My brother Bei was assigned to the third ring..."

"Paralysis! What do you mean? Since you called me 'Brother Ritian', you also called this little bastard 'Brother Bei'? Are you calling me a bastard in a different way?" Zhao Ritian shouted angrily.

"This... Brother Ritian... Listen to me! Brother Bei is very powerful... Both of you are my brothers..." Wu Jiechao was caught in the middle and it was hard to be human.

"Just him?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at Chen Xiaobei with disdain, and said mockingly, "You don't even have full hair, what kind of strength can you have? In the ring, I can kill him with half a move!"

"Brother Ritian! Calm down! Calm down!"

Wu Jiechao was taken aback, and quickly persuaded him: "For the martial arts competition, click to the end, but don't say anything terrible..."

"Oh, don't worry, I, Zhao Ritian, am very reasonable."

Zhao Ritian smiled and said, "It's fine if he doesn't want to die, as long as he kneels down and admits defeat!"

"This……"

Wu Jiechao swallowed, not daring to answer.

Chen Xiaobei smiled calmly and said, "Yes, I remember."

"You are wise!"

Zhao Ritian grinned, and said triumphantly: "He who understands the current affairs is a hero, and it will not end well if he opposes me, Zhao Ritian!"

"Don't be complacent! You don't understand what I mean!"

Chen Xiaobei narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "What I mean is, I will remember that after going to the ring, I will give you a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy first, so that you won't be slapped and unable to take care of yourself!"

"What!? You're a bum, and you still want to smack me!? Believe it or not, I will destroy you now!?" Zhao Ritian was furious instantly.

"Why are you arguing? If you have the strength, save it for the ring! Anyone who dares to disturb the order of the arena will have their cultivation bases abolished and thrown out of Xuanjian Mountain!"

At this moment, a young man with a stern face came over. Judging by his clothes, he should be from Xuanjianmen.

"Oh! Brother Zheng! Why are you here? Could it be that you were also assigned to the third ring? If that's the case, we don't have to compete. The third ring must be your winner!"

Zhao Ritian was arrogant just a second ago, as if he was the boss and my second child.

But as soon as he saw Senior Brother Zheng, Zhao Ritian instantly became a complete sycophant.

It can be seen from this that Senior Brother Zheng is far stronger than Zhao Ritian!

"Hello Senior Brother Zheng!"

Wu Jiechao immediately greeted him respectfully.

Brother Zheng just glanced at Wu Jiechao and Chen Xiaobei disdainfully, and said with disdain: "To tell you the truth, the third ring is called the 'death group'! Besides me, there are many other strong people who have been assigned to this group." This group!"

"Thank you Brother Zheng for reminding me, I didn't sign up..." Wu Jiechao swallowed.

Brother Zheng shifted his gaze to Chen Xiaobei again.

Chen Xiaobei didn't bother to pay attention to him, just ignored him.

You know, Chen Xiaobei has a character of being soft but not tough.

If Senior Brother Zheng speaks well, Chen Xiaobei will naturally give him the courtesy he deserves. But he wrote his disdain and contempt on his face, Chen Xiaobei will definitely not put a hot face on a cold ass!

"Um?"

Brother Zheng's complexion immediately darkened, his eyes were like the eyes of a poisonous snake, revealing a vicious cold light.

"Senior brother Zheng! Let me tell you! This kid is really not an ordinary pretender!"

Zhao Ritian saw the opportunity, and immediately started to fan the flames, saying: "Before you came, this kid threatened that all the contestants who were going to be assigned to the third ring would kneel down to him and beg for mercy! Who can't take care of themselves!"

"what!?"

Brother Zheng was upset at first, but when he heard this, he became even more furious: "Little bastard! Do you know where this place is? You are pretending to be aggressive in my Xuanjianmen, don't you know how to write the word dead?"

"No! Brother Zheng, don't get me wrong! Brother Bei didn't mean that, it was Brother Ritian..." Wu Jiechao wanted to explain, but Zhao Ritian gave him a hard look and swallowed his words.

Here Wu Jiechao is the weakest. He wanted to explain to Chen Xiaobei, but he didn't have the confidence.

On the contrary, Chen Xiaobei himself had an expression of indifference, with no fluctuation in his heart, and even wanted to laugh a little.

When brother was pretending to be aggressive at Xuanjianmen, you Zheng senior brother didn't know where to hide and tremble!

"It's all quiet!"

Just when Senior Brother Zheng was about to lose his temper, an elder of Xuanjianmen announced loudly on the third ring: "The martial arts competition has officially begun. The first match will be between Zheng Zaihao and Shen Yishi!"

"Yes!"

Brother Zheng quickly responded, although he was upset, he could only go to the battle first. Before leaving, he stared at Chen Xiaobei and gestured to wipe his neck.

Seeing this, Zhao Ritian showed a mean smile on his face: "Hey...you little bastard! Hurry up and pray! Brother Zheng already hates you, if you bump into him in the ring, you will definitely know what it means to not be able to take care of yourself! "

"Is he very powerful?" Chen Xiaobei just asked casually, not even bothering to use Nether Battle Eye.

The top eight seed players have been picked out in advance, and the rest of them can't even reach the Realm Realm.

As the saying goes, under the real world are all ants!

Be it Zhao Ritian or Zheng Zaihao, in Chen Xiaobei's eyes, they are just two ants, there is absolutely no need to use Nether War Eye.

"Lonely and ignorant!"

Zhao Ritian rolled Chen Xiaobei's eyes, and said angrily, "Senior brother Zheng is the fourth super strong fighter in the last battle of heroes! A half-step real master! You don't even know this, you are really ignorant Those who are fearless!"

"What about you? Where were you last?" Chen Xiaobei asked again.

"I, Zhao Ritian, was the seventh in the last session! I am also half-step real!" Zhao Ritian smiled coldly, and said triumphantly, "It's still too late for you to confess!"

"I'm sorry, I'm not born to admit love!" Chen Xiaobei said with a playful smile, "Why don't you love me first? Let's see if I can learn it?"

"You're courting death..." Zhao Ritian stared in anger.

"boom!"

At this time, a person suddenly fell down from the ring, spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

"The first match! Zheng Zaihao won!" The referee elder announced loudly.

"It's so fast! It kills in one move! Brother Zheng's strength is stronger than last year!" Wu Jiechao screamed in surprise.

"Boy! Have you seen Senior Brother Zheng's strength? Do you still dare to pretend? Give me a shake! Wow..." Zhao Ritian laughed arrogantly.

At the same time, the referee elder continued to announce, saying: "The second battle! Cao Zhengyang! Against Chen Xiaobei!"