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Up until now, none of the five arenas had won a chance to advance to the finals tomorrow night.

The combat arena # 1, # 4 had only eliminated four contestants, and the match had not yet concluded. What surprised the audience the most was the battle arena # 3.

What was even more strange was that he actually had his back facing his three opponents. Not only did the spectators think that this person was too arrogant, even the three opponents behind Shi En thought that this "Wang Dachui" was looking down too much on him.

Mu Xin and Xu Zengshou who were seated in the audience seats were also unable to understand what was going on. They could not understand why Shi En was acting in such a strange manner.

"Shou Tou, this... Eh? How could Wang Dachui do such a weird thing? Could it be that he has some sort of plan? "

Mu Xin stretched out his hand to scratch his face. He had almost revealed the true identity of this "Wang Dachui" just now, but luckily Xu Zengshou gave him a cue to change his mind.

Xu Zengshou shook his head and said: "I am also not sure what he wants to do, but do not worry. He should know what he is carrying on his shoulders, so we can look at the Fighting Competition s peacefully."

In fact, Shi En was very clear what kind of mission he was tasked with. His success or failure tonight would directly affect the survival of the poor citizens on his side. He knew he had stepped on a mine. Fortunately, he was wearing plastic boots today, or else his nerves would have been paralyzed by the power of the mine.

"Hey, Wang Dachui, why are you stopping? I told you to come over and ask questions. "

Hearing Bai Shatang who was standing not far from him, Shi En had the urge to fight him for three hundred rounds. If Bai Shatang had not called for him, he would not have stepped on this damned mine.

The hundreds of Wang Dachui's fan groups seated in the audience immediately pulled up their banners as they cheered:

"Big Hammer, Great Hammer, Indestructible and Indestructible, Beating the opponent to the point of being half dead!"

"Big Hammer, our family's young and old still depends on you for food and porridge!"

"Big Hammer, go ahead and do it. You're the strongest!"

At this time, even those ignorant people who were pulled to make up the numbers cheered for "Wang Dachui."

Shi En only nodded slightly, he did not say a word, the wooden sword in his hand slashed down, leaving a cut half a finger deep on the ground.

"Respecting the elderly and loving the young is the basic rule for us Great Ming Dynasty's citizens to be human beings, so I should be polite to the old Taoist and this little brother who are our opponents! "With this line as the boundary, I will never cross the line to attack you, but once you cross the line, I will have to bear with offending you."

Just at this time, Shi En suddenly stood up, he carried the wooden sword on his shoulder with his left hand and took out a small red book from his pocket, and said: "Every time I help old granny to cross the road, I will do it two or three times a week. This is my good person's diary, every time I do a good deed without leaving a name, I will write it down in this small book."

The Underground Fighting Ground very naturally pointed towards the small red book that Shi En was holding up, and the gigantic display screen immediately filled with these words, from the first page of Hong Wu 21, November 3, Xiao Xue, to the first page, where Fu Liu Immortal Town's First Grandma Wang passed through Guangji Bridge, all the way until the last page of Hong Wu 29, which was in the middle of the book.

As Shi En flipped through the book again and again, the audience saw through the gigantic display screen that the record on the little book was: Hong Wu 30 years old, January 5th. Yu, Fu Liu Immortal Town's Second Grandmother Wang Guang Ji Bridge, passed by twice a day. However, on the next page, without exception, they all recorded the incident of Second Grandma Wang crossing Guangji Bridge at the entrance of the village.

The audience was puzzled. From the 29th year of Hongwu, all of them were Second Young Madam Wang of the village. Furthermore, everyone was curious as to why Second Young Madam Wang was crossing this Guangji Bridge without any hindrances.

In the audience, when Thirteenth Princess saw this "Wang Dachui" take out a small red book to publicize her diary of good people, her eyes immediately lit up with stars, and a sense of familiarity towards herself involuntarily arose, thinking: I never thought that under this Wang Dachui's unreliable outer appearance, there would actually be a kind heart.

Different from the Thirteenth Princess, Caicai and Xu Zengshou both felt that this action of "Wang Dachui" was beneath their notice, they even felt that this person was boasting a little. Mu Xin's attitude was normal, since he did not have much interest in this "Wang Dachui".

As a person in power, he was more looking forward to the benefits Wang Dachui would bring to his political future. As for whether or not he really helped Grandma to cross the road every week, that was none of his business.

"Oh, from what you have said, it is that I don't have any privileges?" Two cold lights suddenly shot out from the whip girl's bright eyes.

"No, no, no, caring after women is the duty of every man in the Great Ming Dynasty. This sister also enjoys such privileges. If you don't come, I won't deal with you."

Shi En thought like this. Since he could not move a step, he might as well let them have their way, since the three of them could only use their long-range concealed weapons, he only needed to leave some rest and not fall into their trap. If there was really no other choice, he could only use his trump card ahead of time and blast them all out of the stage with a palm strike.

In the audience seats, there was a sea of people. At this time, in the back row, Xu Zengshou was conversing with the mysterious person in the cloak using some form of secret language.

"The plan is very smooth, everything is within your grasp. You have to win this victory and advance to the final match tomorrow night."

The cloaked mysterious man gestured with his hands. In the eyes of others, although he felt it was strange, he did not know the meaning behind it.

"The opponent is a little tricky, it might take some effort. You guys leave first, I'll reunite with you guys after it's over!"

The person on the fourth arena was also gesturing with his hands in an obscure manner. However, all of this was just an ordinary move against the enemy on the gigantic display screen.

"En, there are a lot of experts here. Remember not to reveal your identity, you might lose if you make a mistake."

A man dressed in a fortune-teller attire was also communicating with the mysterious man in the cloak. Suddenly, an indescribable chill came from behind him.

The fortune-teller was shocked. He quickly turned around and looked behind him, but in the vast sea of people, it was difficult for him to be sure who the person who emitted that aura just now was.

"Am I being watched?" The fortune-teller mumbled to himself.

"Uncle Leng, it's me."

A girl dressed in an orange robe with a white scarf over her head appeared beside the fortune-teller. Her eyes were burning with anger as she stared at the "Wang Dachui" in Stage 3. It was not hard to imagine the face under the hood.

"So it's Little Yuan. You scared your Uncle Leng to death." The fortuneteller wiped the sweat off his forehead and pulled the Persian Girl's hand to a hidden corner. He said: "How did you get out? Your injuries are just right, you still can't casually walk around.

Persian Girl nodded her head, she said that she knew, but she did not move her foot, and continued to stare at Stage 3 'Wang Dachui', not knowing what enmity the two of them had. From the resentment revealed in Persian Girl's eyes, if it was not a debt of gratitude, then "Wang Dachui" had jumped into the well with the child of Persian Girl.

The fortune-teller tried to persuade him, but to no avail. After exchanging a few more words with the cloaked mysterious man, he asked him to come over and guard the Persian Girl. He had to leave for a while as they had their own tasks to complete.

At the same time, behind a magnificent building, more than twenty masked figures appeared out of thin air and stood at various inconspicuous places. Everyone's eyes were directed at the highest level of the building, there seemed to be something they cared about.

From the looks of the sudden appearance of these people, they were all top tier experts. Although their Qi was concealed well, the pair of eyes emitting a sharp light could not be hidden.

"Are all of you here?"

A man came out of a dark corner, his voice as low as a mosquito's, but strangely enough everyone heard him clearly.

"Yes, we are all here. Mr. Leng, shall we act tonight?"

This person was the fortune-teller who had just left the Underground Fighting Ground. He shook his head and said, "This isn't the time yet, there are two Hall Master s and a group of experts waiting twenty-four hours a day outside the Underground Fighting Ground."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the crowd. From the sound of it, he was likely an old man.

"An expert of the Jiao Hai Gang, haha, Mister Leng, we are over twenty people right now, could it be that we are afraid of them!"

An arrogant voice quickly followed, "Yes, Mr. Leng, didn't we agree beforehand? As long as Little Yuan saves us, we will immediately act according to plan. By this time, Little Yuan has already left the Demon Claw, so we should seize the opportunity to make a move first."

"That's right, our brothers' recruitment is on full swing. If this plan is broken because of someone, then he will be the sinner of our entire Ming Sect!" A slightly thin man turned his head and warned the group in a low voice. His voice was filled with an unconcealable excitement.

The fortune-teller shook his head, "You all can go back and wait. The plan has already been changed. We can't alert the enemy during this period of time!"

The twenty plus experts had all gathered their strength and were waiting for the thousandth match. However, they were all extinguished by this fortune-teller's cold water. Unfortunately, they didn't dare to disobey the order. After all, this Mr. Leng was an important figure in their school, so they all lowered their heads and sighed.