Chapter 385: Blood Splattered in the Martial Arts Arena Three

As soon as Sun Yunli heard what Liu Yixin said, he said with a smile: "I am never afraid of raising too many people. Wei Yang, go back and make arrangements. We will accept as many as you have."

Liu Yixin was overjoyed and said quickly: "The little man will go back and prepare now. Tomorrow he will go to the Third Prince's Mansion with my master to meet the Third Prince."

Zhao Yiming threw a Qiankun bag over, but the Qiankun bag flew smoothly in the air at such a long distance, which fully demonstrated his deep true energy.

The next step was naturally in full swing, and six more places were quickly decided. Among these six places, there was only one Yang Bo, a son of aristocratic family, and the remaining five were all from the world.

Two of them also had gangs, and following the example of the Iron Palm Gang before them, they immediately defected to the Third Prince, and he suddenly became very powerful.

However, in the eyes of Sun Xiuli and Sun Yunsong, he was just a bunch of rabble, and there was no need to worry.

Now there are only two quotas left, and the eldest princess and the two princes' subordinates have not taken action yet. They are deliberately waiting for this situation. This is also a kind of game.

Sun Yunsong waved to one of his men, and the man immediately flew to the field and said, "I am the bodyguard of the eldest prince's house, Zhang Guoliang. I wonder which one is willing to come on stage to give me advice."

At this time, everyone knew that these two quotas must be between the three big guys. Everyone stopped and quietly watched the changes on the field.

The second prince smiled slightly and whispered a few words to a prostitute beside him. The prostitute nodded and quickly came to a big man and said a few words to him.

The big man strode off the stage, but every step he took left a footprint on the bluestone. It was completely obvious that he practiced hard kung fu.

The big man stood opposite Zhang Guoliang and said angrily: "I am the second prince's house. I am very powerful in lighting the fire in the kitchen. Please let me come and meet you."

Zhang Guoliang was immediately furious and shouted: "Are you here to humiliate me, you reckless man? I will definitely tear your bones apart today to let you know how powerful I am."

As he spoke, he swayed and rushed forward. His weapon was a pair of Emei thorns, which he stabbed directly into the opponent's throat.

Ma Liqiang didn't dodge at all, letting him stab him in the throat. Unexpectedly, the Emei stabbing seemed to be stabbing into the defeated leather, and it couldn't penetrate at all.

Ma Liqiang immediately punched out. It was a pair of fists like copper hammers, roaring with a huge wind.

Zhang Guoliang did not dare to take a hard hit at all, and immediately floated backwards. The punch missed the target, but the cold wind still left slight scars on his body.

The two people were fighting continuously, and Zhang Guoliang was simply depressed. This guy was as if he was wearing a layer of cowhide, and his Emei thorns had no effect at all.

Ma Maqiang suddenly shouted loudly. This was not any skill, it was just a roar. However, the sound was indeed too loud, causing Zhang Guoliang's figure to stagnate slightly.

Ma Maqiang seized this opportunity, grabbed Zhang Guoliang's feet with lightning speed, shouted suddenly, and tore him in half.

He held half of his body with one hand and shouted ferociously: "Who else is there?"

The whole place was completely silent. They were really shocked by him. This was simply the reincarnation of the evil god. No one dared to go up to make him feel uncomfortable.

Wei Yang hurriedly shouted: "If no one objects, this quota will be given to Ma Liqiang. You go down and wash your body quickly. You see, it is dripping with blood."

Sun Yungang smiled and said to Sun Yunli: "This reckless man can only make fire in my house. He can't do anything normally. My second brother will give him to you. He may become a fierce general on the battlefield in the future."

Now that there is only this last spot left, the second prince will definitely not participate again, so the competition between the eldest princess and the eldest prince will remain.

Sun Xiuli thought about it seriously, waved her hand behind her, and saw a scholar in white arriving on the court in a graceful manner.

The scholar in white smiled slightly and said, "Xia Bo, the chief official of the eldest princess's palace, who is here to give me advice?"

Sun Xiuli smiled and said to Zhao Yiming: "He and Mr. Zhao have some connections. He is from the Xia family of the Empire of the Rising Sun."

Sun Yunsong nodded to one side, and a guy with an aquiline nose immediately flew onto the martial arts field. He said in a sharp voice: "Han Yi, the eldest prince, I want to ask you for advice."

Xia Bo smiled slightly and said: "So you are Han Yi, who is known as despicable and shameless in the world. Originally, I was worried that if someone else came, I really couldn't do it. But if it's you, then of course it's someone else. Never mind."

Han Yi snorted coldly and said: "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You don't care what method I use to win. As long as I win, it is a good method. You can die!"

While he was speaking, a bone-piercing nail was driven out quietly and went straight to Xia Bo's chest.

Xia Bo waved the folding fan in his hand and immediately clamped the bone-penetrating nail. He saw that the whole bone-penetrating nail was shining with blue light, and it was obviously poisonous.

Xia Bo threw the bone-penetrating nail aside casually, and rushed over in a flash. The folding fan in his hand flew up and down, and Han Yi was in a hurry when he hit him.

The two exchanged no more than a dozen moves before Xia Bo hit Han Yi on the shoulder, knocking him back a few steps and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

What happened next surprised everyone. Han Yi knelt down with a plop and begged directly: "I know I am no match for you, please let me live!"

Xia Bo originally wanted to follow up and take action, but now he was embarrassed to take action again. He glanced at Han Yi with contempt and said: "You are such a shameless guy. If I kill you, I will dirty my hands. Why don't you get out of here?" Go down."

Han Yi burst into tears of gratitude and kowtowed hurriedly. Xia Bo frowned in disgust and turned his head to the side. He didn't expect that at this moment, a crossbow arrow would suddenly shoot out from Han Yi's back and go straight to his heart.

Zhao Yiming popped out a steel ball again, knocking the crossbow arrow away, and then another steel ball pierced Han Yi's temple.

This guy was not very capable, and the experience he was given was extremely limited, but he was very unexpectedly given a set of earth-level skills, Qingsha Palm, which was also one of the components of the Five Poison Palms.

Sun Yunsong immediately shouted: "I don't know what you mean, Mr. Zhao, and why you want to kill my people."

Zhao Yiming spread his hands and said: "I am here to help you clean up the house, okay? If you keep this shameless scum in your own hands, don't you think it lowers your character, or you are really like birds of a feather."