The referee nodded absently, not knowing how he walked out of the killing arena.
In this year's killing arena, he, as a referee, has lost more and more face.
Looking at the domineering Song Changling, who looked like he wanted to vent his resentment, Lin Huang suddenly coughed twice violently, then sat down on the ground, raised his eyebrows and said: "The neck is right here, you come and chop it off!"
Song Changling's eyes narrowed and he walked towards the forest wilderness.
Then he sat in front of Lin Huang.
"How long will it take you to recover?"
Song Changling asked.
"The longer the better!"
Lin Huang said.
"Then we sit until dawn?"
"You are shameless and I want more!"
"I'm saving your life!"
"Thank you!"
"Why are you so ignorant!"
"oh!"
…
In the killing arena, the two of them remained motionless, and the fight was fierce.
Within a moment, there were shouts and shouts all around... It was really the two people below, so shameless.
The killing arena is a place where life and death are fought.
It's not just for you two to chat about.
Although we also hope that Lin Changsheng can create miracles and win hundreds of games in a row. But it's not like you are so arrogant. It's too obvious, even if it's just pretending. In this way, even if everyone understands in their hearts, but they don't say it with their mouths, this
The battle is over.
But you are so motionless, which is no excuse for others to find excuses for you.
"After winning a hundred games, what's the next step?"
"I don't want to talk about this topic with you!"
In the killing arena, Lin Huangda couldn't beat Song Changling, who could step into the realm of King Wu after taking one more breath, so he could only chat with the latter.
"My second uncle has a fatal weakness!"
Song Changling suddenly said.
"Not interested. There is no weakness in the Saint King realm when facing the Wuhou realm!"
Lin Huang said.
"My second uncle, thieves are afraid of my second aunt!"
Song Changling continued.
Lin Huang shook his head, "If I hide behind your second aunt, I will probably die worse than if I hide behind you!"
"One more thing..."
"Hold up, it's almost two sticks of incense after sitting here, get out of here!"
"I can beat you!"
Song Changling said seriously.
"Then we won't even be friends anymore!"
Lin Huang said seriously.
Song Changling fell into silence. As he said, he could really defeat Lin Huang and end Lin Huang's hundred battles. But if so, he would also thwart Lin Huang's plan. Naturally, he knew in his heart that a hundred victories would
It is an extremely important part of Lin Huang's plan to obtain that glimmer of hope.
Ninety-nine victories, and one hundred victories.
It’s a different concept!
This determines which level of power Lin Huang's figure can enter the eyes of.
"You... really deserve a beating!"
After a long time, Song Changling suddenly sighed and gave up on dragging Lin Huang out of the killing arena.
"You can punch me, and you won't have a chance again!"
Lin Huang coughed.
"Then I really beat him!"
Song Changling said, then he gave a soft punch directly and landed lightly on Lin Huang's chest.
Um?
His body withstood Song Changling's punch without any feeling, but Lin Huang raised his head in shock. He found that Song Changling let out an exaggerated scream, as if he had been hit by the huge repulsive force in Lin Huang's body, and his whole body seemed to be disconnected.
The kite flew upside down.
Around the killing arena, everyone watching the battle held their faces in their hands, ashamed to look at the scene in front of them.
It was so fake.
The defeat was too obvious.
It was obviously a flirting punch, but Lin Huang wouldn't be hurt at all. Don't you, Song Changling, feel embarrassed by flying out in such a grandiose manner?
Are all scholars so shameless?
In this battle, Lin Huang finally defeated Song Changling after two quarters of an hour of brutal fighting.
Watching Song Changling get up from the ground and pretend to be limping out of the killing arena, Lin Huang smiled silently, put his arms on the ground, and twisted hard to reconnect the dislocated arms. Then, Lin Huang
Huang coughed and stood up again to greet the next warrior.
During the battle of Changling in Song Dynasty, Lin Huang rested for two quarters of an hour.
In the next three battles, even though the fighting was fierce, Lin Huang finally won, but he also suffered three more wounds.
And the battle behind...
It turned out to be somewhat unexpectedly smooth sailing.
It's not that the warriors behind are letting off steam.
Instead, Lin Huang fought more and more fiercely, making everyone around him confused.
He should be kneeling on the ground and unable to get up, but why did he become so powerful?
Fighting in hundreds of battles is like climbing a mountain.
The farther back you go, the more you have to gasp for air, and the fight will be fierce!
How to Kill Lin Changsheng in the arena seemed to be going down a mountain, rushing forward with all his strength. Like a tiger that came to life.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang was also helpless.
He didn't expect that Song Changling would trick him and save him at the same time.
The punch that hit his chest was not a light punch. Because there was a word hidden in the edge of the punch:
marry!
In ancient times, the heaven and earth had the theory of luck and feng shui, the land of mountain gods, and the theory of the five sacred gods. The origin of the land of mountain gods lies in the emperor's edict. When the big seal that gathers the luck of heaven and earth falls in your hand, you can give orders to one party.
The mountains, rivers and earth are used to gather luck and suppress evil spirits.
And Song Changling's punch was like a seal.
It covered Lin Huang's body and reversed Lin Huang's decline.
The reason why the word "marriage" is used is because of the art of passing on, which can also be said to be "making a wedding dress for others". Someone punched Lin Huang, and Lin Huang had to bear the punch, but the power contained in that punch
All the spiritual energy disappeared into Lin Huang's body.
After several battles, the spiritual energy in Lin Huang's body increased instead of decreasing.
Although this word cannot last for long, it is still enough to sustain a few battles.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang turned to look at Song Changling.
But he saw that the latter's borrowed state had already been returned, and he had once again become a helpless scholar. Looking at Lin Huang's gaze, Song Changling raised his eyebrows proudly, and smiled with relief.
He didn't know that the random stamp he made was of no use!
Song Changling's punch completely changed the situation.
The last few battles, which were supposed to be the most interesting, suddenly became a bit boring.
The spectators around seemed a little disappointed. They also wanted to see how strong the perseverance that young man covered in blood would use to step onto the throne of the pinnacle. In the blood of corpses on the ground, he would achieve his legendary name.
But as a result, Lin Huang became more relaxed as he fought.
This doesn't make sense!
Although everyone is still looking forward to Lin Huang completing the feat of killing a hundred people, they still feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts, as if there is a cute little girl on the bed, everything is ready, and there is only three thousand fights left, and she goes out in one go...
In the killing arena.
The fighting continues.
It was just a unilateral massacre by Lin Huang.
After getting rid of the knot in their hearts, everyone once again focused their attention on the battle below.
Ninety-four games.
Ninety-five games.
Ninety-seven games.
Ninety-nine games!
…
When the last warrior stepped into the killing arena, the entire underground palace was completely silent.
Everyone held their breath.
He didn't dare to disturb this battle at all, even if it had the slightest impact on the two of them.
After all, if Lin Changsheng below wins, it will be an unprecedented killing of a hundred people in the killing arena.
If you lose...
Perhaps it will not only become a regret for Lin Huang, but also a lifelong regret for everyone.
And the moment the hundredth warrior stepped into the killing arena, Lin Huang frowned...