The whole world is practicing martial arts, only I am a mage

“Another one went up to die.”

In the waiting room.

A hoarse voice, bone wearing a clown mask, whispered to himself.

His eyes did not rest in the cage, but hovered on Chen Yu’s sister Chen Tong.

He did not hide his malicious eyes.

Chen Tong, who was wearing a rabbit mask, did not care about the eyes of the bones, she stared at Chen Yu’s figure on the stage, revealing a trace of doubt.

“This man… How is it so familiar? Looking

at the back of the ‘mage’, Chen Tong always felt that this was an acquaintance, and her first reaction was her brother.

Whether it is the back, body shape, or blood qi value, it is the same as his old brother with a very high qi sea.

But she knew very well that Chen Yu could not come here.

It is even less likely to compete on stage.

Because of this act of sending to death, his brother who was a teenager could not be so stupid.

“But it really seems to be.”

……

Inside the cage.

The host has stepped down and left the performance stage to Chen Yu and the remnants.

The broken hand looked at the ‘thin’ Chen Yu, and said with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: “Are you sick?”

“You’re sick.” Chen Yu responded speechlessly.

The

broken hand glanced at Chen Yu.

“I killed an unknown number of people in this cage, there are ordinary people like you, most of them come in for their own reasons.”

“Either they owed a huge debt and were thrown in by Zhang Hu and them.”

“Or ordinary people who think they have two strokes, and they think they can survive in front of me.”

“And that’s you.”

“If you suffer from illness, or some other reason, you will die soon, come here and make a final profit.”

The broken hand glanced at Chen Yu’s figure that did not resemble a warrior.

“Looking at the way you look, I should have guessed right.”

“So, how much did you bet?”

The face of the broken hand is cruel, the mask on the face is only half of it, and many scars can be seen on the other half of the exposed half.

The broken hand spoke very flatly, but there was always a mocking expression on the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t worry, I’ll solve you as soon as possible, but let me get some effect from above, so you have to suffer a little.”

“It’s just 10 seconds.”

“Gritted your teeth and got through.”

The broken hand said while rubbing the iron hook on his right arm, which had been stained red with blood, exuding a thick bloody aura.

He let out an oozing laugh, as if he had seen Chen Yu’s tragic situation of being torn apart by an iron hook.

The surrounding audience shouted.

They have completely abandoned the bottom line of human morality here, they want to see Chen Yu being torn apart, and they want to see the pleasure of the weak being crushed by the strong.

They hope that their money will increase because of Chen Yu’s death.

“Kill him!”

“Kill him!”

All the spectators were shouting.

The little boy was caught in this group of gamblers, and he no longer dared to watch the next scene, which would definitely be a particularly bloody scene.

He suddenly regretted a little, why did he suddenly believe Chen Yu’s words, and put the money he had worked hard to save on Chen Yu would win.

Even if you can hold on for 30s, it’s good.

Clang!

The referee rang the bell.

At the same time, the timer hanging at the top of the ring starts counting the seconds.

Rub!

When the bell ringing to symbolize the start of the game, the broken hand did not continue to talk nonsense, he was not ready to release the water.

I am not ready to let the other party go.

He loves to kill, especially those who are weak and do not know the height of the sky.

The hook on the right arm of the stump emits a blood-red shimmer.

This is a characteristic infused with blood gas.

The broken hand at this time looks full of killing intent.

But in front of Chen Yu, such a wind-pulling residual hand was blocked by a page of data.

[Name: Zhai Zhiqi

] [Occupation: Martial Apprentice

] [Blood Qi Value: 297] [Mana Value: Unopened Qi Sea

] [Exercise: Residual Hand Knife]

There is a slight gap between the blood qi in the form, and the blood qi of the residual hand in Zhang Hu’s form is 295

, which is similar.

A warrior who is about to reach the first order.

Chen Yu was still meeting for the first time.

Chen Yu heard a sound and looked up to see that the remnant hand had rushed over first.

The speed of the warrior is indeed fast.

In just the blink of an eye, the broken hand had already narrowed the distance between him and Chen Yu.

The iron hook in the broken hand was raised.

He aimed at Chen Yu’s neck and wanted to swipe down.

“All of them don’t look at me as a mage, although the mage is afraid of the warrior, but you don’t have any demon resistance.”

Chen Yu didn’t say a word, a spiritual shock sent over, first gave the broken hand a taste of the unique habit from the mage.

Rumble!

The broken hand only felt like his head had exploded.

Make a buzzing sound.

Pain, dizziness, nausea, various uncomfortable states come out of the brain.

Held in mid-air, the iron hook could not fall in the end.

Because the pain of mental shock is really not something that ordinary warriors can bear.

Because it hurts not the muscles, but the spirit, the brain!

As if the broken hand was frozen, the action of rushing towards Chen Yu was stuck in place, and then covered his head in pain.

“What

happened?”

The audience discovered the strange appearance of the broken hand, and they didn’t know what the residual hand was doing?

“Cut him?”

The fat man of the Fire Phoenix family, who was sitting in the VIP seat, watched the time passing by second by second, and roared angrily:

“Broken hand! You’re fucking chopping him!” What for? What about show? Give me a show? ”

I don’t know if it’s the fat man’s anger that scares the broken hand.

He actually regained part of his consciousness in just a few seconds.

But my head still hurts.

Every step the remnant hand now takes is accompanied by a strong negative state of nausea and vertigo.

“What did you do to me?”

The broken hand looked at Chen Yu with jealousy.

He found that he really seemed to have underestimated this thin young man.

“My nickname is Mage, of course, it is a spell.”

“Plus, you’re in luck.”

“There’s a 30% chance you’ll get it.”

Chen Yu smiled and made the same lifting gesture as just now.

The 30% chance of multiple casting took effect when the mental shock was released on the residual hand just now.

At this time, Chen Yu knew that the multiple interpretations were not the timing of releasing two skills at the same time, and the second repeated skill was controlled by Chen Yu himself.

This avoids the problem of overlapping skills not causing damage.

Buzz –

When the residual hand saw the movement on Chen Yu’s hand, he had already noticed that something was wrong, but it was too late.

The tinnitus hum, which only the stump could hear, sounded again.

This time, the

double spiritual shock was superimposed.

It caused damage that Chen Yu did not expect.

Real damage!

I saw that the body of the broken hand suddenly stiffened, and the ears, nose, eyes, and mouth began to ooze blood.

The eyes have long lost their brilliance.

Finally, he collapsed to the ground without any movement.

This

scene silenced both those who were gamblers and those who were not gamblers.

The little boy’s mouth couldn’t close.

Zhang Hu in the background suddenly stood up and stared at Chen Yu on the field.

Tick, tick….

The hanging timer is still walking the watch.

At this point, no one pays attention to the time anymore.

Because in this gamble, time is no longer important, whether it is 10 seconds, 30 seconds, or 1 minute.

It’s all useless.

Because Chen Yu, who everyone didn’t think could win, won in the end.

“What a hell!”

The fat man looked at Chen Yu, as if he saw something terrifying, and swallowed his saliva.

Then his face was full of anger, as if he had been deceived, and ran to Zhang Hu in the background….