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

"Go up and send another one to die."

In the waiting room.

A hoarse-voiced bone wearing a clown mask whispered to himself.

His eyes were not placed inside the cage, but lingered on Chen Yu's sister, Chen Tong.

He didn't hide the malicious look in his eyes at all.

Chen Tong, who was wearing a rabbit mask, didn't care about Gu Gu's eyes. She stared at Chen Yu's figure on the stage, showing a puzzled expression.

"This person...why is he so familiar?"

Looking at the back of the 'Mage', Chen Tong always felt that this was an acquaintance, and her first reaction was her big brother.

Whether it's the back view, body shape, or blood energy value, they are all the same as my elder brother with high spirits.

But she knew very well that it was impossible for Chen Yu to come here.

It is even more impossible to compete on stage.

Because of this kind of death behavior, his young and mature big brother couldn't be so stupid.

"But it really seems like it."

 …

Inside the cage.

The host has stepped down, leaving the performance stage to Chen Yu and Can Shou.

Looking at the 'thin' Chen Yu with his disabled hand, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you sick?"

"You are sick." Chen Yu responded speechlessly.

"..."

Canshou glanced at Chen Yu.

"I killed an unknown number of people in this cage. There are ordinary people like you. Most of them have their own reasons for coming in."

"Either they owed a huge debt and were thrown in by Zhang Hu and the others."

"Or it's ordinary people who think they're smart enough to survive in front of me."

"And then there's your kind."

"Sick of illness, or dying for some other reason, come here to make a last fortune."

He looked at Chen Yu's figure with his disabled hand, which didn't look like a warrior.

"Looking at your appearance, I should guess right."

"So, how much did you bet?"

The disabled hand has a cruel face, only half of the mask is on the face, and many scars can be seen on the other half that is exposed.

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

"Don't worry, I'll get rid of you as soon as possible, but the higher up asked me to make some effects, so you have to suffer a little bit."

"Just 10 seconds."

"Grit your teeth and get through."

While talking, the disabled hand rubbed the iron hook on his right arm, which was already stained red with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

He let out a piercing laugh, as if he had seen Chen Yu being torn apart by the iron hook.

The surrounding audience shouted and shouted.

Here they completely abandoned the moral bottom line of human beings. They wanted to see Chen Yu being torn apart, and the pleasure of seeing 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 audience is shouting.

The little boy was caught in the middle of this group of gamblers, and he didn't dare to watch the next scene. It would definitely be a particularly bloody scene.

He suddenly regretted why he suddenly believed Chen Yu's words and put all the money he had saved so hard on Chen Yu's victory.

Even if the pressure can last for 30s, it is good.

clang!

The referee rang the bell.

At the same time, the timer hung on the top of the boxing ring began to count down.

rub!

When the bell that symbolized the start of the game rang, Canshou didn't continue talking nonsense, he was not going to release the water.

He is not going to let the other party go.

He likes to kill, especially those who are weak and who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

The hook on the right arm of the remaining hand shimmered blood red.

This is the characteristic of infusing blood.

At this time, the disabled hand seemed full of murderous intent.

But in front of Chen Yu, such a flamboyant hand was blocked by a page of data.

【Name: Zhai Zhiqi】

[Occupation: Martial Artist Apprentice]

【Blood gas value: 297】

[Mana value: Sea of ​​Qi has not been activated]

[Cultivation method: Remnant Sword]

There is a slight difference from the blood energy in the form. The blood energy of the disabled hand in Zhang Hu's list is 295, which is almost the same.

A martial artist who is about to reach the first level.

This was the first time Chen Yu met.

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

Warriors are really fast.

In the blink of an eye, Canshou had already closed the distance between Chen Yu and Chen Yu.

The iron hook in the disabled hand was raised.

He aimed at Chen Yu's neck, intending to strike down.

"Everyone doesn't care about me as a mage. Although mages are afraid of soldiers, you don't have magic resistance."

Without saying a word, Chen Yu sent a mental shock to give the disabled hand a taste of the unique spoil from the mage first.

boom!

The disabled hand just felt like his head had exploded.

Make a buzzing sound.

Pain, dizziness, nausea, all kinds of uncomfortable states came from the brain.

The iron hook held in mid-air could not be dropped in the end.

Because of the mentally shocking pain, it is really not something that ordinary warriors can bear.

Because it is not the muscles that hurt, but the spirit, the brain!

The disabled hand seemed to be frozen, and the movement of rushing towards Chen Yu was stuck in place, and then he clutched his head in pain.

"..."

"what happened?"

The audience noticed the strangeness of the disabled hand, but they didn't know what the disabled hand was doing?

"Cut him?"

The fat man of the Fire Phoenix family who was sitting in the vip seat looked at the time passing by second by second, and shouted angrily:

"Broken hand! You fucking cut him off! What are you doing? Putting on a show? Put on a show for me?"

I don't know if it's the reason why the fat man's anger frightened the disabled hand.

He actually regained partial consciousness in just a few seconds.

But my head still hurts.

Now every step the disabled hand takes is accompanied by strong negative states of nausea and dizziness.

"what did you do to me?"

The disabled hand looked at Chen Yu with apprehension.

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

"My nickname is Mage, and what I release is of course spells."

"Plus, you're lucky."

"There is a 30% chance that you will meet him."

Chen Yu smiled and raised his hand the same way as before.

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

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

This avoids the problem of skill overlapping and not being able to deal damage.

Hum——

When Canshou saw the movement of Chen Yu's hand, he already sensed something was wrong, but it was too late.

The tinnitus hum that only the disabled hand could hear sounded again.

this time,

Double spiritual shock superimposed.

It caused an injury that Chen Yu didn't expect.

Real damage!

The body with the disabled hand suddenly became stiff, and blood began to ooze from the ears, nose, eyes and mouth.

His eyes had already lost their luster.

In the end, he collapsed on the ground without any movement.

"..."

This scene silenced both gamblers and non-gamblers.

The little boy's mouth could not be closed for a long time.

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

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

The suspended timer was still ticking.

At this point, no one is paying attention to the time.

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 no one thought he could win, won in the end.

"I really saw a ghost!"

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

Then, full of anger, as if he had been deceived, he ran to Zhang Hu backstage...