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Zhou Yi was surprised for a moment. Binge had said before that this martial arts competition was a competition for martial artists. Those who could stand on the field were basically all Martial Masters.    

In a battle of attrition, one had to defeat four. Not only did it require strength, it also required physical strength.    

"That's right," The more he said it, the heavier Zhang Cheng's voice became. "I heard this time, Snow Wolf Sect seems to have received the support of some ancient martial family, and this time, the other side has sent many strong warriors, but right now, we only have four people left, but the other side still has ten people that haven't gone up yet …"    

No wonder Lee Haibin thought so highly of himself. Back then, when they were at the Music KTV, even if Zhou Yi caused a huge ruckus, and even beat up around forty people with Biker into the hospital, Lee Haibin did not get angry. Instead, he gave the Music KTV to him and gave him a position of Third Hall Master.    

Lee Haibin... He wanted to be his henchman!    

However, Zhou Yi would not back down just like that. Since he had already promised Lee Haibin, he would definitely do it.    

"I see."    

Zhou Yi only left two words. Although the situation looked very serious, Zhou Yi had nothing to be afraid of.    

Lee Haibin had already told him before that only those under the Martial Ancestor could participate in this competition.    

Even if it was against Martial Ancestor, Zhou Yi could fight for them.    

He walked one step at a time towards the bottom of the stairs and passed through the passageway. Surprisingly, a large battling ring had appeared before him.    

This arena was about the size of half a football field, and was surrounded by a crowd of people sitting on seats. Countless seats surrounded the one hundred square meters arena in the middle.    

The crowd was shouting, and the people on the stage were fighting with all their might. The entire arena had been dyed red with blood.    

Seeing that, Zhou Yi's face turned dark.    

This was a real gamble with his life on the line!    

Previously, Zhang Cheng and Zhou Yi had said that it would be fine to kneel down and admit defeat if they were unable to defeat the other party.    

But from the looks of it, he was still admitting defeat?    

Would the other party give you a chance to kneel?    

On the left side closest to the arena was a group of people. The man in the lead had an ice-cold expression and wore a black sleeve. It was obvious that there was a hungry wolf tattooed on his right arm.    

The man turned around and saw Zhou Yi staring at him. The man's gaze was as cold as a sword, like a knife.    

In a split-second, Zhou Yi and that man's eyes met. Zhou Yi looked at the man's gaze without any fear.    

"That person is the president of Snow Wolf Sect, Cao Han." Zhang Cheng noticed that Zhou Yi's gaze was on that man, so he quickly said, "Don't look at him, he's always cruel. Be careful not to cause trouble for you again."    

"Let him come."    

Zhou Yi only left a few words as he smiled mockingly at Cao Han. Then, he slowly turned around.    

Cao Han's brows instantly furrowed. Ever since he was in the Snow Wolf Sect, Cao Han was known for his decisive killing. No one had ever dared to raise their head to look at Cao Han.    

From Zhou Yi's gaze, Cao Han could clearly see that there was a trace of provocation in that gaze.    

Cao Han could understand what Zhou Yi was saying.    

"I'm not afraid of you!"    

This was the first time Cao Han felt that his dignity had been challenged. If it wasn't for the fact that he was currently competing with Black Dragon Sect, Cao Han probably would have directly slapped Zhou Yi away.    

"Who is that bastard?" Cao Han asked the lackey beside him with a cold voice.    

"I... I don't know either, boss, how about we help you look it up? " The lackey said in fear. He could hear the anger in Cao Han's words.    

"Go check." Although Cao Han said that, he had a faint feeling in his heart that this man called Zhou Yi was not simple.    

The one on the right side of the stage was Lee Haibin. Lee Haibin had an ugly expression on his face and his fists were clenched tightly.    

Zhang Cheng brought Zhou Yi to Lee Haibin's side, slightly lowering his head and said, "Brother Bin, San Hall Master is here."    

"You will be the last one up. Consider this our trump card." Lee Haibin said in a low voice, "If you really can't beat me, then just give me a look and I will save you."    

Zhou Yi didn't answer his question directly, he just asked: "Why did you let me help? Do you really think that I have the ability to beat them? "    

"I checked you out." Lee Haibin said heavily, "You alone once defeated the Shenwu Hall division disciple Hall Master Xuankong."    

So it was like that!    

Zhou Yi had long guessed that Lee Haibin had checked Lee Haibin's identity and the most likely target for him to reveal his strength was the battle with Xuan Kong.    

"How many people do we have left now?" Zhou Yi asked again.    

"Including you, we only have one person left," Lee Haibin frowned, "There are still eight people on the other side."    

With that, a figure flew down from the stage and landed heavily on the ground. He fell beside Zhou Yi's leg and lost his ability to move.    

Zhou Yi lowered his head to look at the fallen person. His body was filled with wounds. He opened his eyes and blood kept flowing out from his body. Even to the point of death, he had a terrified expression.    

Indeed, this was the underground martial arts competition … They wouldn't rest until they were dead!    

"Now, there are only two people left …" Lee Haibin waved his hand and let his lackeys take this person away. His face revealed a sorrowful expression.    

"I'll go." Zhou Yi said softly and was about to enter the arena.    

However, at this time, there was a roar from below the stage. A 27 or 28 year old man roared and went up the stage ahead of Zhou Yi.    

"You're the last one to go up." Lee Haibin said seriously, "Let Liu Xu go first."    

Since the other party was already on stage, Zhou Yi could only watch from below the stage.    

Opposite Liu Xu was an unknown thug that Snow Wolf Sect had found. There was a knife scar on his face, and he revealed a jesting smile:    

"Heh …" Yet another one here to die! "    

"Enough of your rubbish, even if I were to die here, I won't let you bunch of Snow Wolf Sect fellows step on us!" Blue veins appeared on Liu Xu's forehead as he punched towards Knife-scarred Man.    

It was at the late Xiantian realm!    

Zhou Yi immediately judged Liu Xu's strength. Late Xiantian was already a rather powerful character. After all, in the modern era, martial artists were few and far between.    

Moreover, Zhou Yi could tell that this guy was only one step away from becoming a Martial Master.    

Knife-scarred Man dodged to the left, dodging the punch. He raised his hand and mercilessly slapped Liu Xu.    

At this point, Liu Xu had no time to dodge.    

Zhou Yi frowned. From Knife-scarred Man's punch, he could also deduce it.    

Knife-scarred Man was also in the late stage of the Innate realm!