Doom Lord

"Everyone, now that everyone has obtained their number plates, the competition can begin. The rules of the competition are very simple. The odd number and the even number fight against each other, and the venue is the entire martial arts field in front of you. There are 3,400 people who signed up this time. , We have also demarcated 340 areas in the entire venue, and every ten people are a unit, and they take turns to fight."

Speaking of this, Che Jin paused, and said with a smile: "Of course, if someone thinks this method is too slow, there is an easier option, which is to go to the ring. As long as they stand on the ring, anyone can fight , and regardless of the number of people. As long as anyone can persist in the ring for ten minutes, it will be considered a pass, and then we will only hire 99 of the remaining people. Is there anything you don't understand?"

Che Jin's words resounded throughout the audience, and everyone seemed to have known this result, so they were not surprised by it, and they all shouted to understand.

Cheng Yang admired Wangfu's approach in his heart. If he was a real master, he would definitely not mind performing in the ring.

This world is no different from the current Earth. There is no such thing as forced blood loss here. As long as there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, it is a very childish thing for one person to completely abuse a group.

Cheng Yang believed that with his own strength, as long as he stood in the ring, it was absolutely impossible for the people here to beat him down.

However, he didn't intend to do this. First of all, he didn't really want to work for the Moyun Palace, and there was no need to win the favor of the other party. Secondly, my main purpose is to go to the palace to steal the Titan's heart, so I am required to keep a low profile as much as possible, and it is best to hide in the crowd so that no one will see it.

So Cheng Yang followed the crowd and came to his own No. 82 field.

The field was only about 1,000 square meters, and it was rectangular in shape. Except for the two people who were fighting, the rest of them stood around and waited until the battle was over before coming onto the stage.

It was No. 821 and No. 822 who entered the field first. As soon as the two entered the field, one of the youths' expressions turned livid, because he discovered that the other party had the strength of the third-order late stage. And he himself is only at the beginning of the third stage. If it wasn't because the other party didn't hide his aura, he might not even be able to see the other party's strength clearly.

"This is too unlucky." The man was crying. Although he was very confident in his own strength, he felt that it would not be difficult for him to fight even if he stepped up. But if he had to go two steps higher, he would not be so confident.

The performance of the middle-aged people in the late stage of Tier 3 was very mediocre. Among the more than 3,000 people, those in the early stage of Tier 3 accounted for the vast majority. It was not the first time I encountered such an opponent. There was nothing to be happy about.

"The bondage of the wind!" The young man turned out to be a magician. Seeing that the situation is not good for you, regardless of other things, you should act first,

Prepare to kill the other party.

The middle-aged man didn't panic at all, a longbow appeared in his hand at some point, and an arrow shot out suddenly, instantly colliding with the small hurricane formed by the opponent's magic.

"Bang..." With a muffled sound, the arrow was smashed to pieces by the hurricane, but the hurricane disappeared immediately.

"I surrender!" The young man was very single, and his most advantageous skills had not been brought into play. He was easily dealt with by the opponent with one arrow, so what would he do if he didn't admit defeat? Do you stay on the field and wait for the abuse?

"Concession!" The middle-aged man didn't think too much of himself, put away his longbow, and retreated, while the young man also left resentfully. He didn't stay in the palace for a long time, but walked out directly.

Almost everyone in Cheng Yang's group looked at the middle-aged man who had just won, and most of them were afraid, the opponent's strength is not weak! Not only has he reached the late third-order stage, but he is also very proficient in combat skills, and he is definitely not a pompous person.

After that, the battle between the two groups was no longer resolved as quickly as the first group. The strength of the two sides was equal, and it took a long time to fight before one side won the victory with a slight advantage.

In this world, there is no such thing as blood volume at all. The way to win is either to beat the opponent to the ground, or to directly restrain the opponent, otherwise the battle will continue forever.

Then it was Cheng Yang's turn, and he imitated the example, directly revealing his late third-order strength.

This situation stunned the person on the opposite side for a moment, because the other party was also just a warrior at the beginning of Tier 3.

"I don't think there is a need to compare it?" Cheng Yang said confidently. He should also show enough confidence in the immediate situation.

Unexpectedly, the man sneered and said: "Don't be too happy, it's uncertain who will win and who will lose."

Immediately, he saw the man holding a magic staff, and after a quick and short dance, a huge grizzly bear appeared in front of him.

"Boundless Demon Bear, the strength of the late third-order. I hope you can communicate with it well." The man's tone is not without complacency. As a summoner at the beginning of the third-order, he can summon a summoned beast with the late-third-order strength. , there is indeed something worthy of praise.

The corners of Cheng Yang's mouth curled up, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. This person should also belong to a special profession. Of course, I don't know if there is such a thing as a special profession in this world, or it can only be said that he has practiced a special summoner's secret method.

But what about the most powerful summoner? Without the protection of summons, he is even weaker than the priest.

With a thought of Cheng Yang, the Yaoyue Sword appeared in Cheng Yang's hand instantly, and Cheng Yang's feet suddenly stepped on it, shooting towards the summoner like a wisp of green smoke.

"Stop him!" The summoner yelled, and the boundless demon bear roared and charged at Cheng Yang.

In fact, Cheng Yang is not afraid of the boundless demon bear at all. Even in pure competition of power, the boundless demon bear is far behind him. However, Cheng Yang didn't intend to reveal his strength now, so his footsteps moved lightly, bypassing the devil bear, and then passed the long sword in his hand, and from a mysterious angle, the tip of the sword touched the summoner's neck department.

If it's on Earth, being pointed at the neck with a sword is not scary, because as long as the opponent's attack power can't kill him in one blow, the sword will not pose any threat. But if the opponent can instantly kill him with one sword, it doesn't matter whether the sword is aimed at his neck or not.

"Your summoned beast is good, but your strength is still too weak." Cheng Yang reminded him kindly.

With a trace of hatred and anger in the eyes of the summoner, he said: "You are just relying on your speed. This time I admit defeat, and I will find you next time, even if you become a servant of the palace. .”

Maybe this guy came from a big family to practice? Such a setback cannot be tolerated. I kindly reminded the other party that I didn't appreciate it, but felt that I was laughing at him, which made Cheng Yang quite depressed.

As for the other party who was going to make trouble for him later, Cheng Yang didn't care at all. I can stay here for a few days, even I am not sure, where will he find me? This is completely impossible.

Cheng Yang's victory also shocked this group of people, especially the middle-aged archer at the end of Tier 3 who won easily at the beginning, and looked at Cheng Yang cautiously. In his opinion, perhaps only Cheng Yang Yang Neng poses a threat to his promotion.

At the same time, in the center of the martial arts arena, a fighter has already jumped onto the ring. He is a fighter, a shield fighter in the late third stage.

It has to be said that this way of climbing the arena is completely like tapping the gun barrel. As soon as this person rushed up, someone jumped out immediately and rushed towards the opponent.

"Get down!" the shield warrior yelled, and the huge shield in his hand directly smashed at the rushing man. The man was obviously also a warrior, but facing the shield that was going straight in front of him, he raised the Mo Dao to intercept him so weakly that he was thrown off the ring without getting up for a long time. And when he got up, a servant of the palace came over and changed the iron plate again. The new iron plate is not the same as the old iron plate. After the iron plate is replaced, this person will no longer be able to fight in the ring.

"What a powerful force!" Some people around who were eager to try were startled, and they were a little shocked by the strength of the other party.

A strange voice sounded: "Let me try!"

After all, I saw a person flying in the air and directly towards the ring. Before his feet landed on the ring, a strong wave of magic was sent out from his palm, and then a huge fireball appeared out of thin air, directly attacking the shield warrior.

Everyone could see clearly that the magician's strength had reached the late third stage.

They are all a little dumbfounded. There are too many masters in the late stage of Tier 3 this year, right? In the past, it was considered good to have forty or fifty late-stage third-tier masters participating each time, but this time, not only were there fighters of late-tier third-tier fighters in each of the fighting areas, but even the fighters who challenged the ring here were all third-tier fighters. The existence of the late stage, and most of these people are not ordinary late stage three, generally have the strength of the red level, which is very remarkable.

The shield warrior directly erected his shield and threw it at the fireball, only to hear a puff, and the fireball was smashed out on the spot.

The fire mage didn't seem to see it, a fireball shot out and attacked the shield warrior's face, and in the blink of an eye, another fireball followed and shot towards the opponent's feet .

Given the size of this fireball, it is definitely not easy for the opponent to dodge.

But the shield warrior dared to rush to the ring first, but he was not of the easy-going type. He immediately saw him yell, and the thick shield was danced like a fan by him, and he couldn't splash water into it.

Two fireballs hit them one after another, but the shield fighters also knocked them out. Even though he fought very easily, getting three consecutive rounds still made his arms sore.

He also knew that if he went on like this, he would only be beaten passively, so he immediately turned his body and slammed the tiger down the mountain, heading straight for the magician.

The magician was also an experienced person, knowing that he could not be approached by the opponent, he immediately began to move quickly along the edge of the ring.

His speed was slower than that of the shield warrior, but he kept shooting fireballs to interfere with the opponent, and the opponent could not catch up with him for a while. (To be continued.)