On the ring, the battle had lasted for half an hour. Although the great swordsman and the assassin had no scars, they were sweating profusely. Even though they had taken pills, their physical fatigue and mental exhaustion still made them tired.
The movement is getting slower and slower.
On the other side, Zhan Tian, who seemed to have been avoiding and bleeding, became more and more excited as he fought. He avoided more and more calmly, and his wounds healed faster and faster. Fighting had almost become his instinct. He felt that the other side was tired.
, he grinned, adjusted his posture, bowed his waist, took a horse stance, protected his chest with his left fist, and protected his ribs with his right fist. Black light condensed in his right fist again. The great swordsman and the assassin saw a familiar scene, and before they had time to react, Zhan Tianyou
The fist shot into the sky, the black ball of light split into two, and there were two soft pops.
The great swordsman and the assassin were already lying on their backs under the ring. They looked at each other on the stretcher of the ambulance crew, then turned to look at Zhan Tian, who was wearing a tattered shirt on the ring, and smiled bitterly. There were no serious injuries, just that they had lost strength.
The key is that he has fallen off the stage.
There was a lot of noise around the ring. This competition, due to Zhan Tian's no-rules competition, made the competition extremely heated. Zhan Tian defeated his opponents time and time again, and his popularity was also rising. He worshiped the strong, and this was the case for all the weak.
commonality.
On the ring, the referee looked at Zhan Tian who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. He asked curiously, "Little friend Zhan Tian, why don't you use spirit stones to recover?"
"Spiritual stone? I don't have it. Can I advance it in advance?"
"...This won't work, but I can lend you some." The referee was an old man with the martial arts level. He took out ten spiritual stones from the storage ring and handed them to Zhan Tian.
Zhan Tian took it and bowed to the smiling old man in front of him. He came here just in time for the competition and had been hungry for three days. He knew the importance of spiritual stones. Without spiritual stones, he could not even eat.
It's a problem. Sleeping is fine. He can just find a corner of the room to lean on. The sky is the quilt and the earth is the bed. But if he doesn't eat, he is really hungry. He feels flustered and uncomfortable. Apart from fighting, he doesn't know how to make money.
Get the spirit stone.
The spirit stone in his hand contained energy, and Zhan Tian's stomach rumbled, as if he could feel the energy that could be absorbed. Zhan Tian instinctively stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. A warm current surged into his stomach, and he felt comfortable.
All over the body. One, two, just two or three breaths. Zhan Tian ate all ten spirit stones. He smacked his lips with satisfaction. His body was shaken. Pieces of blood and dead skin from the wounds fell off. He stamped his feet and a wave of air flowed.
Roll over and clean up around you.
"Little friend Zhan Tian, you, did you eat the spirit stone?"
The eyes of the old referee are like lanterns. He has lived for thousands of years and has seen all kinds of weird things. But eating spiritual stones, chewing them up and eating them like spiritual stones, is really the first time he has seen it. Could it be that Zhan Tian is a monster?
Beast, that's not right. If he were a monster, he wouldn't be able to get into the ring at all. His mind is too messed up.
"Well, I haven't eaten for three days. This food tastes pretty good, sweet and a little bitter..."
When Zhan Tian ate the spirit stone, many people saw it. Some spectators protested loudly and asked for Zhan Tian's identity to be tested. The main reason was that too many people lost miserably because of Zhan Tian. The referee was polite to Zhan Tian, but he would not treat those who dare not
The weakling on stage was polite and looked disdainfully at the audience members who were shouting the loudest. His voice suddenly became quieter as his momentum was suppressed.
On the podium, Catherine was even more curious, while Lucy beside her pouted and counted with her fingers sadly, one hundred, two hundred, four hundred, already seven hundred.
The fourth game began. There were three people, a shield warrior, a mage, and a priest, a standard combat team, and a battle mage and priest. After both sides saluted each other, the battle began.
The shield warrior raised his shield to collide. Zhan Tian also used horse steps to block with his left hand. The shield warrior, who was already a seventh-level warrior, had strong collision force. Zhan Tian took more than ten steps back to stabilize his body. Before he could relax, he
A big fire ball had already hit his chest. He staggered back three steps and barely stopped himself. If he took one more step, he would fall off the ring and lose.
The burning pain in his chest and face, accompanied by the smell of roasted flesh, stimulated Zhan Tian's nerves. He was careless and felt satisfied because of eating the spirit stone. He quickly stabilized his body, turned sideways, advanced, and escaped.
The second fireball was fired. The fireball flew out of the ring, causing a ripple on the barrier above the audience before slowly dissipating.
This battle lasted for two full hours. Because of the priest's recovery technique and the supply of elixirs, both spiritual power and spirit could be replenished. The three of them cooperated in a tacit understanding. The more they fought, the more excited they became. Many of them cooperated.
The loopholes are constantly improving and tending to perfection, but they are only limited by their own strength.
The three of them have made great progress, but they also know that they have lost. From the beginning, the shield warrior could knock Zhan Tian back more than ten steps with one collision, but now it can only make his body shake slightly. From the beginning, the big fire ball can knock Zhan Tian away.
After three steps, he waved his hand and flicked the fireball away. The three of them knew that they had no chance. The priest who had been quietly releasing the recovery spell in the back was already exhausted, and the little hand holding the staff was trembling.
The referee announced the result of the game after the three people surrendered. Looking at Zhan Tian who was shattered and energetic again, the referee was also shocked. He was closest to the battlefield and could feel the changes in Zhan Tian the most. He seemed to be in
Training with his opponent, from being unfamiliar in the first game to becoming more proficient now, although the movements are monotonous, there is a huge difference. He is really curious whether he can win the championship.
On the podium, Lucy's face was red. She had already lost half of her pocket money. If Zhan Tian won again, she didn't dare to calculate how much she would lose. Even if Catherine promised to help her, she would still be afraid.
, I am afraid that every time I see hope, I will be disappointed again.
This intermission lasted for almost a quarter of an hour. There was nothing we could do about it. It looked like an arena match, but there were too many interests involved. Especially those who owned casinos, many of them felt not just physical pain, but also heartache.
The odds they offered for Zhantian dropped again and again, from ten to one at the beginning to one to one now, but they couldn't stop the enthusiasm of some Zhantian fans. Those who originally cursed Zhantian saw that they were suppressed one by one.
Zhan Tianying's neighbors all quietly stopped talking and began to secretly borrow money to pressure Zhantian Ying.
Now, almost two-thirds of the audience in the audience believed that Zhan Tian would still win, which made several bosses in charge rack their brains, do everything, and combine many parties to form a team of five.
The fifth game started. Warriors, mages, priests, thieves, and archers looked at the standard team. The audience in the audience burst into laughter. Some scolded the five people for being shameless, while others scolded Zhan Tian for causing them to lose all their money and deserve retribution.
The battle has begun. This time, the five people are all ninth-level warriors. If you are careful, you will definitely find that these five people are all put together and are the leaders of each bounty team. Not only are they strong in combat, but they are also well-equipped.
, the low-level martial arts team is probably no match.
In a corner of the auditorium, Heilin and Heide were communicating via voice transmission.
"Brother Heide, you don't think he can win, do you? This is comparable to the strength of a low-level martial arts team."
"Lin'er, it's hard to say. If he really trained with his opponent, he should still be able to win..."
On the ring, the game has begun. The thief is invisible and throws a black bottle on the ground. The battle sky is shrouded in black mist. The mage's staff is raised, and the wood entanglement technique freezes the battle sky. The archer screams, and a war eagle
He rushed towards Zhantian quickly, bowed his waist sideways, and shot out nine spiritual energy arrows quickly. The warrior pulled down his mask, raised his shield with both hands, stomped the ground with his back foot, and charged savagely. This chapter has been completed!