Super Teacher

"Old Sun!"    

The crowd roared in anger, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.    

Even if it was the people who really wanted Sun Xingtang to lose, they would never be so cruel as to hope that Sun Xingtang would end up like this.    

This Grace was too vicious!    

"Chinese Martial Art Tao, pui! "Trash!" Grace shamelessly spat towards Sun Xingtang's corpse. The group of people immediately became angry and wanted to go up on stage and give Grace a good beating, but they were stopped by Liu Tie, "Let's first let him live and then openly kill him on the stage!"    

The referee coldly glanced at the crowd, then turned to Grace and said, "Next time, insult your opponent like this, and disqualify your match."    

"Alright, I understand. Hehe." Grace swaggered down the stage, making everyone's teeth itch in hatred.    

All the fighters of the fighting technique probably understood that this guy was here purely to kill. They all sat far away from him, drawing a clear line between themselves and him.    

No one was stupid, even though there weren't many people left in China, there were still quite a few strong ones. If they really offended Grace, he might not get beaten to death, and the others might get beaten to death first.    

In this kind of arena battle where there was no guarantee of life and death, sometimes life and death really depended on the opponent.    

No one could guarantee that they would get first place, so they had to let him off the hook!    

The second round's three matches had also ended. Five out of the fifty-five Chinese Fighter who had entered the second round had been eliminated, including Sun Xingtang, who had been beaten to death.    

In other words, at the third round, there were only fifty Fighter from China left.    

The referee looked at the fifty Chinese Fighter and asked, "Do you want to enter the third round?"    

The rules of the competition were that if one felt that they still had the strength to continue fighting, they would continue to compete. If that didn't work, then they would rest for a day and then arrange the competition the next day.    

He had originally thought that there would definitely be people resting, but he didn't expect that the remaining fifty people would all agree to continue the match. This greatly surprised the fighters on the side of the fighting technique side.    

"Chinese seems to be angry."    

"Yes, it should be that Grace that angered them."    

"Oh, really."    

These fighters could only grumble, but the ones who grumbled were those who weren't strong enough. The true powerful fighters felt that they would definitely defeat their opponents, so they weren't afraid of Fighter's revenge.    

Since Fighter from China was willing to continue the match, the third round of the competition would be organized immediately. The remaining fifty Fighter from China would pair up with the remaining four hundred or so free fighter fighters on the computer, and after that, the third round of competition would begin.    

Barmi was a boxer from Tai Country. His strength was evaluated as the first tier, but in the third round he was assigned to fight against Hua Xia, Wu, Steel, Wang Dachui.    

In Wang Dachui's first two matches, he fought against the first tier fighters and won easily. It showed that Wang Dachui was very strong.    

However, he felt that he was still able to compete with Wang Dachui. After all, the two guys that were defeated by Wang Dachui were not as strong as him.    

The two of them stood on the stage together. Barmi waved his arms to ease his muscles, and at the same time, he twisted his neck and loosened his joints, ready to fight.    

Just then, Wang Dachui suddenly asked: "Are you one of Ma Ba's men? "If so, get out of here before he says I didn't take care of his men."