Urban Super Dude

On the middle stage.

Wang Fugui stood in the corner, holding a suona in his hand, and his posture was very standard.

Once someone is knocked out of the ring, he will immediately announce a funeral.

The melodious sound of suona sounded all around, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The audience in the audience were preparing to watch the exciting showdown between Shi Jiutian and Ximen Huxiao on the right track.

But when they heard the sound of the suona, swish, swish, everyone's eyes fell on the middle stage.

Not only the audience, but even the ten referees on the high seats also looked over.

"Haha, is this guy here to be funny? When others are fighting, he plays the suona."

"Of all musical instruments, the suona is the king. I finally got to see it today."

"What kind of music is he playing? It's so sad, and it seems a little familiar."

"Of course I am familiar with it. Although I don't know the name of the song, this song is played repeatedly during funerals. Haha, the soul suona is only sent to the destined ones."

"Isn't this guy afraid of being beaten? When others are beaten, he plays the suona. Does he want to send people away from this world?"

…

now.

The several contestants who were kicked off the ring were all furious and wanted to rush up to teach Wang Fugui a lesson.

"What a fool, I'm about to be eliminated. You're bragging about the funeral and gloating about your misfortune, aren't you? I can't kill you!"

"Your uncle, although our skills are not as good as others, we are not something you, a rubbish at the level of a grandmaster, can challenge. Go to hell!"

"Any rubbish dares to enter the ring. Being on the same track as someone like you is simply an insult to us. Brothers, rush to the ring and beat him up!"

The contestants who were sent away by Wang Fugui in a big funeral were excited and at the same time they tried to teach Wang Fugui a lesson.

"Who dares to make mistakes during the competition?"

But at this moment, the two on-site referees took action and easily pushed back all the losers who wanted to rush forward. One of the old Taoist priests threatened: "If you act rashly again, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

The two on-site referees were both in the later stage of Shenzong. The contestants who were knocked off the ring naturally did not dare to mess around again.

"After the game is over, we have nothing to do with it. You can do what you want." The old Taoist priest added, while giving Wang Fugui a bored look.

He was also deeply dissatisfied with Wang Fugui's behavior of playing the suona. Isn't this clearly looking for trouble?

Because Wang Fugui hid his strength and used spiritual energy to disguise himself as a master.

So in his eyes, Wang Fugui is just a trashy contestant who can no longer be trashy.

At the Grandmaster level, among all the contestants, they are at the bottom.

The geniuses sent from all the famous mountains are at least the Earth Sect. Those who are slightly stronger are already the Tian Sect. Of course, the stronger one is the Shen Sect.

Tell me about you, a little rookie among ancient warriors, just to fill up the number of people, can't you just go through the formalities honestly, what's the point?

so.

The on-site referee added without leaving any trace, implying that the contestants who were sent away by Wang Fugui in a big funeral could have revenge after the game.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for the tip, little trash. Just wait, I will kill you after the game!"

"Haha, I guess we don't even have to wait for the game to end. He's such a bad guy and will be beaten down soon. Why don't you let us control him then?"

"Brothers on stage, I'll give you one million to anyone who throws this little piece of trash away!"

"Count me in, I'll add two million, not for anything else, just to breathe a sigh of relief!"

"My three million, damn, it's so irritating. It's the first time I feel that the suona sounds so unpleasant. I'm so angry!"

…

The contestants on the stage turned out to be still fighting, each on their own guard.

However, after hearing the words of the following people, they stopped immediately and all their eyes fell on Wang Fugui, and there were already people starting to walk towards Wang Fugui.

"Ahem."

Wang Fugui held the suona, showed a wry smile, and explained: "Everyone, um, I don't mean anything else. It's just that I haven't played the suona for a long time, and I feel itchy in my heart. Seeing such a good stage, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

"Fuck you, what a stage, this is a ring, a place for fighting!"

One contestant retorted. In order to prevent himself from being taunted by Wang Fugui with a suona when he was kicked off the ring, he decided to take the lead in defeating Wang Fugui.

Anyway, the other party is just a little trash in the master realm. At the peak of my earth sect, I can crush him with just a raise of my hand.

"The arena, okay, I understand."

Wang Fugui didn't panic at all, with a smile on his face and ready to show off his skills.

"stop!"

But at this time, a young man with a powerful appearance stood in front of Wang Fugui and shouted to stop the young man who wanted to teach Wang Fugui a lesson.

This man was broad-shouldered and round-waisted, at least 1.9 meters tall, and built like a small mountain.

He looked particularly strong, with a fleshy face and bulging muscles, especially the veins on his arms, which looked like green dragons.

fierce!

This man looks so fierce, his appearance and size alone can intimidate most people in the ring.

It is worth mentioning that this young man is carrying a big drum on his shoulders.

That's right.

It was a common large animal-skin drum, as big as a millstone. The drum surface was yellowed, and you could tell it was an old thing at first glance.

"Who are you?" At this time, the young man who was stopped frowned.

"Fengyang City, Zhang Mugu!"

The young man, who was tall and round-waisted, put the animal skin drum on his shoulders on the ground as he spoke.

clang!

Along with a loud noise, a huge air wave spread out in ripples in all directions.

On the stage, the contestants in the Earth Sect realm could not even stand firmly, and their expressions changed drastically.

"Zhang Mugu, he is actually Fengyang Zhang Mugu!"

"The Zhang family in Fengyang City is a big family in the ancient martial arts world. Before the rise of the Ximen family, the Zhang family has always been the number one family in the ancient martial arts!"

"I have heard of Zhang Mugu's name. It is said that he entered the early stage of the Shen Sect and his strength is unfathomable. Once the big animal skin drum comes out, no one can compete with him!"

"Yes, his animal skin drum can launch soul attacks. Many geniuses have lost their ability to resist under the loud noises. It can even make people bleed from the orifices and directly damage the internal organs!"

"It is said that Zhang Mugu ran away from Fengyang City half a month ago and had a fight with Fozi Wuji, but the outcome was inconclusive!"

"What, Buddha Zi Wuji is the top genius in the world, but he failed to win!"

…

Someone knew the origin of Zhang Mugu, and the audience immediately started talking about it.

The contestants in the middle arena were even more frightened, their eyes full of wariness.

"Zhang Mugu, what is your relationship with him? Why did you stop me from attacking him?" At this time, the young man plucked up the courage to ask.

"Ha ha."

"I don't know him, I don't even know his name."

The fierce Zhang Mugu responded, and at the same time his eyes fell on Wang Fugui, but his expression showed a touch of kindness, he smiled and nodded in greeting, and then said: "However, this brother is a first-class suona player and is as proficient in music as I am. We are all musicians. As a talented person in the world, I will naturally protect him if I can do my best."