Mega Evolution Storm

Noon the next day.

Zhang Yu had enough rest in the room, so he wanted to come out for a stroll, and explore the bottom by the way, to see how strong the arenas in other provinces are.

With all the teams arriving, the Kyoto Arena has been closed.

All participating teams were divided into adjacent rest areas according to the guidelines, and it was not difficult to find them by following the signs.

Zhang Yu was wandering around, when suddenly at a corner, a shirtless man with a slightly aggressive face called out to him.

"Hello! Are you the leader of Anton Province?"

"What? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Yu was a little puzzled, he didn't know him.

But it soon occurred to me that someone might have investigated him.

It is not surprising that Bi Yuntao was able to show himself the team information of Donglin Province yesterday, and it is not surprising that others can also inquire about the team information of Anton Province today.

I saw that man, two meters tall, with terrifying muscles, probably a circle bigger than the lion king Karl.

Standing in the corridor, it almost blocked the entire passage, and I don't know what kind of mutant it is, so thick and thick.

"Is your name Zhang Yu and your nickname Overlord?" the man asked again.

Zhang Yu said bluntly, "Just say what you want from me?"

"Overlord?"

The man was suddenly furious, and two streams of white air came out of his nostrils, "Fuck! My nickname is Xiaobawang!"

"Pfft..."

Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing.

No wonder this man was so angry, it turned out that his nickname overlapped with his own.

If it overlaps, it overlaps, and it's still a bully.

It sounds like his own son, no wonder there is such a big fire.

"What, didn't the nickname come from the arena instead of the gladiators? Don't be angry, just get used to it."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he turned and left.

Little Overlord stopped him with his arms crossed, and said: "It's true that the nickname came from the arena, but it was also based on the temper and strength of the gladiators. Since you can be called Overlord, you must be a powerful existence."

"Nonsense! Why, you want to fight with me?"

Zhang Yu squinted at him, put his arms around him and sneered.

As expected of a national gladiatorial competition, all the hard problems are here, and in less than a day, this has provoked two people.

According to this speed, by the day of the competition, it is estimated that there will be eight enemies if not ten!
Never thought about it, the little overlord shook his head: "I don't want to fight desperately for the benefit of those nobles, and let them watch the show? I just want to prove your strength and see if you are worthy of the title of overlord."

"How to prove it?"

"In this way, two days later, the arena will start the preliminary competition, and you and I will compete to see who can use the fastest speed to fight five?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yu nodded.

This little overlord is very confident.

You must know that it is not so easy to do one wear five, the gladiators who come to the competition, which one does not start at the fifth rank?
Among them, the team leader is a master among the five ranks.Don't say one wears five, it is a very good record to be able to wear three.

However, since the little overlord has made this agreement, Zhang Yu is also interested in playing with him and convincing him to lose.

It was already planned that the fat man's team, a group of weak chickens, would be overthrown by himself.

Coincidentally, I met someone who was not convinced by his nickname.

Zhang Yu was also a young man, so he immediately became competitive and agreed on the spot.

……

In a blink of an eye, the day of the game arrived.

On this day, except for the provinces that abstained from voting and did not meet the standards, all other provinces sent representatives from the arena, a total of [-] teams.

The so-called preliminary round is nothing more than a knockout round.

There are no spectators in the knockout round, only professional mutants are the referees, and the eliminated teams go home directly.

Those who win will be selected for the next round.

There is a training ground in the arena in Kyoto. In the training ground, there are many arenas made of alloys. There are as many as twenty seats, which is more than enough to accommodate sixteen participating teams.

These sixteen teams were conducting preliminary rounds at the same time, spread out and occupied eight arenas.

The rules of the game are very simple. Each team can arrange the order of players by itself. The game can use wheel battles until one party admits defeat or all players die.

Of course, life and death battles are excluded.

In the battle of life and death, only life and death are recognized, and nothing else is ignored!
After the teams of all parties determined the rules, they began to send people to the ring.

On the Anton Arena side, Zhang Yu was naturally the first to take the stage.

On the other side of the Donglin Arena, the one who took the stage was not a fat man, but an ordinary-looking young man who looked like a superhuman mutant.

"Hey! Fatty, don't you want to fight to the death with me?"

Zhang Yu yelled towards the other side of the ring, "Now it's your turn to play, you should come up!"

The fat man drank the carbonated drink, looked at Zhang Yu and sneered, but did not answer.

Zhang Yu is not in a hurry, damn it, anyway, if I want to overthrow your entire team, even if you fat man can dodge four times, let's see if you can dodge the fifth time.

Under the stage, Bi Yuntao reminded at the right time: "Zhang Yu, the other side should have analyzed our strength before the match, and they may use wheel battles to consume your strength first."

Zhang Yu nodded to express his understanding.

There are still more than 1 reputation points left in the system, just to keep a backup for myself.

War of attrition?

Do your Spring and Autumn Dream!

In the life-and-death battle, when it is really necessary, there is no need to hide, just instantly recover the blood and see what he does.

"Ding!"

The bell rang and the game began.

The referee in charge of this arena is a strong man in the sixth rank, probably not the ninth rank, but also the pinnacle.

If you think about it, an ordinary sixth grader probably won't be able to control such a situation.

As soon as Sai Ling's voice fell, I saw the young man from Donglin Arena rushing towards Zhang Yu, the speed had reached the limit, and the mutant soul had also been activated.

"Hmph, little trick!"

Zhang Yu saw through the opponent's intention almost instantly.

The reason why the opponent opened fire as soon as they came up was because they were afraid of being killed by Zhang Yu.

Rather than being instantly killed, it is better to take the initiative to attack, consume Zhang Yu's vitality to the maximum, and win some opportunities for those who come later.

The idea is good, but unfortunately, he underestimated Zhang Yu.

Facing his menacing attack, Zhang Yu only made one movement, punching!

With a wave of his fist, the air was distorted, like a heat wave, directly hitting the man's chest.

The life of the bump was muffled, the man's fist didn't even touch Zhang Yu, and he felt as if his chest was hit by a running rhinoceros, followed by a sense of weightlessness and severe pain, and he was directly punched off the ring, life and death I don't know!

And until now, Zhang Yu didn't even activate the soul of evolution, relying entirely on his original blood power.

"In the first round, the Anton Arena team won!"

With the sound of the referee's verdict, the first match was declared over!

Spike!

The power of one punch is so terrifying!