Taking out the demon cores he got from Wu Color, Zhang Ze began to let the illusory reality absorb the energy, one or two. Soon, a whole box of demon cores were absorbed by the illusory reality.
This time, it should be enough for me to summon the undead base. Zhang Ze smiled slightly and silently said to summon Illusion Reality, "The energy is not enough." Illusion Reality's voice was crisp and decisive.
"Nima, you're eating energy. You can't summon a base with so much energy. What can you summon?" Zhang Ze was so disgusted that a whole box of demon cores couldn't summon a base.
"Now energy can summon monks and ghouls."
"What! Can you summon a monk?" The voice of the illusory reality brought Zhang Ze back to reality from his anger. He continued to consult the illusory reality. Zhang Ze secretly thought that he was really a fool. He summoned the base from the human world. He didn't have enough energy, but
Summoning troops such as monks will have enough energy.
"I'm such an idiot." Zhang Ze slapped his forehead and became excited again. There will be three battles tomorrow. He will try to consolidate his strength and then fight three battles in a row.
**I don't know what time it is, but the sunlight shines through the window on Zhang Ze's face the next morning. He gets up from his bed in confusion, and Zhang Ze starts a new day.
There are more people in the Colosseum today than yesterday, because yesterday's exciting battle has been publicized by everyone, and no one wants to miss it again.
On the ring, Yingren had been waiting for Zhang Ze for a long time. He had just improved his strength and happened to practice with Zhang Ze. However, Zhang Ze's figure had not yet appeared on the ring.
"Why aren't you here?" someone in the crowd asked.
"Is that kid scared?"
"How could he be afraid? You didn't see his unstoppable attitude yesterday. How could he be afraid?"
"Then why hasn't he shown up yet?"
Everyone was talking about it. Some supported Zhang Ze, while others disparaged Zhang Ze. At the guest table, all the demon clan members attacked Wu Se one after another, "Wuse, why don't you show up? What on earth are you playing?"
Since their separation yesterday, Wu Se has not learned about Zhang Ze's whereabouts at all. Now, everyone is asking why Zhang Ze didn't show up. How did he know? But, will everyone believe this when he says it? "Everyone is waiting for a moment, believe him."
It will be here soon." Wu Se could only pray that Zhang Ze would appear soon.
What is Zhang Ze doing at this time? Of course, eating. People are like iron rice and steel. If they don’t eat even one meal, they will feel hungry. Zhang Ze doesn’t even know that there is a time limit for the duel in the Colosseum, so he is still leisurely strolling around.
After eating breakfast, when he finished his breakfast and rushed to the Colosseum, he found that the entire Colosseum was completely surrounded. He wanted to get in, but he couldn't squeeze in.
"Let me in, let me in." Zhang Ze kindly reminded the person in front of him, but unfortunately, the answer was, "Why do you let me in? I still want to go in!"
The crowd was crowded, Zhang Ze had a cold face, he was afraid that he would not be able to get in by conventional means. Looking at the flow of people, Zhang Ze turned over and sat directly on the back of Jin Hu. His aura was raised to the extreme, and everyone suddenly felt waves of depression.
"Get out of my way." Zhang Ze's voice was full of majesty. Whenever the golden tiger walked by, even if they were crowded, these demons would instinctively give way to a path. This was respect and surrender to the strong.
"We're finally here." Feeling the breath coming from the crowd, Ying Ren knew that his opponent, Zhang Ze, was finally here. With his wings waving, Ying Ren flew over the ring and shouted: "No self, move forward quickly.
Let’s have a fight.”
"Don't rush me, I'm coming." Zhang Ze patted Jin Hu's head, and saw a flash of magic flames on Jin Hu's body, a tiger roar, and a jump, and Jin Hu flew directly to the ring.
As soon as he landed, Zhang Ze made a light leap and landed directly on the ground, while Jin Hu obediently walked off the ring. Looking at Ying Ren who was flying on the ring, Zhang Ze said: "Can the game start?"
"I've been waiting for your arrival." Ying Ren kept waving his wings, and the overflowing demonic energy formed wind blades and shot toward Zhang.
"I'm going to hide in the sky. This is the rhythm of death." Seeing Ying Ren suddenly take action, Zhang Ze chuckled and took out the earth-shattering seal. This guy, flying on the ring, is really his perfect target.
, the bricks grew larger in an instant, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, the ground-covering mark was like swatting a mosquito, and directly knocked Ying Ren to the ground.
"It's not safe in the sky." Zhang Ze joked, and with a flash of his body, he came to Ying Ren's side in an instant. The long sword in his hand brought a gust of sword wind, like a violent storm, towards Ying Ren.
"So strong." When he actually faced Zhang Ze's attack, Ying Ren realized that the strength he had guessed yesterday from a distance could not be used for comparison. Facing Zhang Ze's attack, Ying Ren felt a sense of powerlessness deep in his heart.
He's not his opponent at all. It's ridiculous. He wants to use him to consolidate his strength. It turns out that he doesn't even have a chance to fight back.
Closing his eyes, Ying Ren waited quietly for death to come, "Hey, give in." The attack didn't fall for a long time. Ying Ren opened his eyes listening to Zhang Ze's voice, only to find that Zhang Ze's sword was stuck on his neck.
But it didn't fall.
"Why?"
"Cultivation is not easy, and I don't want to kill in vain." Zhang Ze didn't expect that today's trial would go so smoothly. However, it must have been thanks to the earth-covering seal. If it weren't for the earth-covering seal, he would have been with Ying Ren in front of him.
If you want to win in an aerial battle, it will be quite difficult.
"I lost." Ying Ren was quite magnanimous. He stood up from the ground and loudly announced that he was admitting defeat. This made Zhang Ze feel that Ying Ren was much more magnanimous than ordinary demons.
"I want to continue the challenge." He held the sword high in his hand, and before the administrator came on stage, Zhang Ze loudly called for the next opponent.
In the players' lounge, Gong Yang looked at the man wrapped in a black robe and said, "It's your turn."
"The good stuff usually comes later." The man in black said in a cold voice, as if nothing could arouse his excitement.
"You mean you are stronger than me?" Gongyang thought this was the funniest thing he had ever heard. When he was confronting Zhang Ze's momentum, Gongyang had noticed that only his momentum was the strongest, that is,
He said that among those who participated in the trial, he was the strongest. Now, the man in black actually said that he was stronger than him. Don't you think it's funny?
"That's right, you trash, how can you compare with me?" With complete contempt, the man in black didn't take the ram to heart at all.
"It's really arrogant. I've been doing this for so many years. Even if I'm stronger than me, I wouldn't talk to me like that. Boy, are you looking for death?"
"Go away." With one word, a monstrous arrogance emitted from the man in black, and after seeing this arrogance, Gongyang's expression became completely rigid, "How can it be so strong?" (To be continued.)
