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Chapter 321: The host clown

A crazy voice came from somewhere, and all the participating strong people raised their heads in confusion and looked at the sky above their heads.

"What about this! What about this! The corpses of you."

When everyone's eyes were staring at space, the sound came in front of them again.

When everyone looked over again, they found a skinny clown in colorful clown costumes and a bright smile on their faces.

When he smiled, his huge teeth in his bright red lips contrasted with the stars above his head, and the red and white color scheme looked very strange at this moment.

"Where did the scum come from? Get out of here!"

At this time, a strong man from the Titan civilization, who was as tall as 12 meters, cursed and raised his huge fist and directly stepped on the surrounding space forbidden area.

"Crack!"

Fine lines like spider silk spread from the landing point of his fist and eventually spread to the entire space.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing this terrifying scene, the clown shrank in fear, his body was frightened, his legs were swinging, and his hands were placed on his mouth. His trembling teeth kept biting his nails like a kitchen knife, and his face showed a look of horror.

Seeing the clown's "fear" appearance, the strong man of the Titan Civilization became even more furious. He raised his fist and smashed it at the "Space Forbidden".

After a few strokes, the space forbidden area was directly smashed by him.

"boom!"

Just as the sound of glass breaking sounded, the powerful Titan civilization grabbed the crack of the space that had not yet healed with both hands and supported a big hole.

The huge figure drilled out against the healing of the cracks in the space.

Then he jumped up a huge fist like a siege hammer, and smashed it at the clown with a huge force.

When the clown was smashed, the clown's eyes were so scared that she was so scared that she was so old that she flew out with her green wig.

The whole person is like a cartoon character being pulled.

"boom!"

The iron fist wrapped in the power of the Titan tribe smashed the pure white ground, and countless white light chips slowly rose like a snowflake flying towards the sky.

The strong man of the Titan civilization also raised his fist, and looked at the clown who was hammered into paper under his fist but was still not dead, and his eyes were still moving in compass.

"Die me!" The powerful Titan Civilization shouted angrily, and his huge fist was as fierce as a machine gun.

"Boom boom boom!"

As each punch fell, a white shiny rose up on the ground where he was located.

"Hu, Hu, now I don't believe you can survive!" The powerful Titan civilization stood up from the big pit that was quickly hammered out of a well.

Sure enough, this time there was no clown-like reaction under his fist.

Instead, it was covered with the colorful clowns' clothes mixed with crystal debris and the sticky meat paste.

"I'm throwing it! Why did another boss appear?"

Su Lie looked at the powerful man from the Titan civilization and spitted.

Originally, a boss was uncomfortable enough, as if this taller guy was a little more powerful.

He directly hammered the space forbidden with his fist and also hammered the host to death.

"This game is really violent, and NPC is also miserable!"

Not only Su Lie thought so, but the other civilized strong men participating in the competition looked at the Titan civilization strong man with cold eyes.

After all, such a powerful opponent has to attract their attention.

"Pooh!"

A pool of saliva, like foot washing water, spewed out of the mouth of the Titan strongman and covered the pit.

Then he showed contemptuous eyes, raised his thick right arm, and gave a thumbs down.

"Just like you, you are worthy of hosting? Go back early to eat rice fields..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to be fixed, and a look of shock appeared on his huge face.

Because he saw his feet, the clown was not only not dead, but even wore a referee's black and white vest and blew a whistle in his mouth.

"Dou~!!!"

A sharp whistle sounded, and the clown handed him a red card in his funny big shoes that could make noise.

"A contestant attacked the referee and sent off a red card!"

"you!"

The powerful Titan civilization shone yellow light all over its body, and it hammered it down with the power of a punch to collapse a mountain.

Because this guy he dislikes very much is not dead yet, then hasn't everything he has just done become a joke?

However, before his fist fell, a huge force came from nowhere and hit his huge face.

"boom!"

This huge force directly smashed the head of the Titan strongman and leaned back, and a pool of blood flowed out of his nostrils.

Boom boom boom boom!

Like setting off firecrackers, countless fist marks began to appear on his huge body one after another.

He had no way to defend against such an attack that came from where he didn't know where he was.

He was like a huge piece of glutinous rice, and was hammered into an uninhabited form by this strange attack.

If you look closely, you can observe that the fist marks on the body of this powerful Titan tribe are exactly the same as his own fist.

In the end, the Titan strongman was hammered into a pool of meat paste, and his miserable appearance was like a clown who had just been hammered to death.

At this time, the clown host put away the red card in his hand, and then took out a broom and a shovel from somewhere to sweep the remaining bodies of the Titans.

Then he threw it into the big pit that he himself blasted out, and was also buried with a lot of soil by the clown.

The clown whistled, clapped his hands, and said to all the powerful people participating in civilized civilizations with a big smile:

"Is there anyone else who wants to beat the referee?"

Looking at his sincere inquiring gaze, the participating people not only did not feel a trace of threat, but also did not even have the pressure of the strong.

Although there was no momentum of the strong, the contestants and even the players felt a hint of chill in their hearts.

"Mr. Jie doesn't look like a good person!"

Su Lie was the one who could see the most clearly because when he used the investigation, he discovered the true level of the host clown in front of him.

It was as high as 65LV, and it entered the ranks of Saints, which was 15LV higher than their players.

Moreover, Su Lie's various skills on this clown was not fully investigated due to the large level gap.

So when facing this problem, it is better to follow the choices of your heart.

"Smack!"

The clown clapped his palms and heard applause, then danced a funny dance and sang a song.

"Since you are here to die, then let me tell you the rules."

"This pure white space is an iron-fisted arena. All the honors and wealth you dream of will be generated here."

"The official match of the second game will be played by random draws. Don't worry, it will definitely not be fair!"

"The two parties involved are divided into two teams. You may be a series of combinations such as 1V1, 1V2, 2V2, 1V3, 1V10, 5V6, etc."

"And as long as you can kill all the opponents, you can advance to the next round!"

"Of course, the 1V1 match quota for the next round of the final is limited, with only 10 places. If you want to fight for it, you can only eliminate powerful opponents in this round!"

"So start the carnival! Start fighting! Start pleasing the great monarch's iron fist! Start offering beautiful performances to the entire interstellar citizens of the broken rings!"

After saying that, the clown made a gentlemanly manner and bowed 90 degrees to the distance.

With his bow, the sky that showed the space instantly opened up and countless audiences of different forms appeared.
Chapter completed!
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