Once Chen Mu is seen pretending to be a pig and eat a tiger, there will be no other place for Jianghai City Arena!

The practice lasted for 2 hours.

It was not until he could not see the fake fall and the fake expression that Li Qing nodded and said that he had passed.

Chen Mu stood up and spit out the plasma from his mouth, then reached out to remove the decals on his teeth.

"Mr. Chen, give it!" The female secretary handed over a bottle of mouthwash, and took out the paint and applied it to Chen Mu's face.

Soon, several mysterious runes appeared on Chen Mu's face, which not only covered his true face, but also added a bit of danger and murderous aura!

Li Qing looked at the time and asked, "Is it OK?"

Chen Mu looked in the mirror, stood up and said, "Let's go!"

...

At 9 o'clock in the evening, C1073 Arena in Beicheng District.

In the room of Hall No. 3, a man who was nearly two meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and exuded a barbaric atmosphere all over his body was moving his body.

This man is the Demon Emperor Mad Shark.

A fat old man wearing brown sunglasses next to him who couldn't see his neck was reading the information.

"This is a pure newcomer, 38 years old, 181 tall, 158.7 pounds, and his martial arts are unknown...

I just registered as a Level 3 warrior, nicknamed "AG Dream Tears... Explosion Killing King Dark"? What's the name?"

After complaining, the fat old man said, "There is not much information left, you have to be careful!"

The Demon Emperor Mad Shark cracked his bloody mouth and said in a muffled voice: "A 38-year-old guy, and he is 66 pounds lighter than me. If I can't beat it, I'd just die!"

The fat old man also felt right.

If a warrior has not advanced to an intermediate warrior before he is 35 years old, he will basically be considered useless.

Even if such a person has a trump card, it is no big deal.

With the strength of the Mad Shark, it is enough to hammer the opponent.

Therefore, the fat old man stopped talking and just asked his assistant to give the mad shark a massage.

At this moment, the person in charge of the arena came over and asked if they were ready?

"OK, let's go..."

Here, Chen Mu and his team also went to Hall 3 of the Arena.

After Li Qing negotiated with the organizer's people, he came over quickly.

"Because Brother Chen, you are a novice, and you don't have any public competitions and have no ticket income. The after-tax commission of this game is 300,000. In addition, I beat another 500,000 bet, with an odds of 1:2, and I won half of each of us!"

"Why not put more pressure on?"

“That’s all the limit.”

"Oh~ Then I'll take advantage of you?"

"What is this? It should be."

"hehe……"

Chen Mu calculated that after sharing the competition commission, there was 210,000 yuan, plus the bet was divided into 250,000 yuan.

If you win this game, you can earn 450,000 at one time.

"Is that a fight!"

Because it is not an open competition, it saves a lot of formal processes.

Of course, although it is not an open competition, there are still some people watching the competition, with about 100 people, all of whom are invited by the arena.

They both put heavy bets on both sides of the game, and the arena draws commissions from it.

Otherwise, what would the arena be organized?

Blood was tested on site and confirmed that there were no illegal drugs.

The on-site instrument scans the whole body and confirms that there is no weapon in it.

The bionic dentures on Chen Mu's back groove passed successfully.

After the agents of both parties recognized it, Li Qing signed it.

Then Chen Mu and Demon Emperor Mad Shark signed a life-and-death case.

The Demon Emperor Mad Shark had just finished signing the letter, and watched Chen Mu raise his left index finger and make a provocative move to wipe his neck, with a cruel smile on his lips.

Chen Mu's lips curled up slightly and he smiled wildly, "Sand Sculpture!"

"Dangdangdang!!!"

"Both sides entered the game..."

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Chapter completed!