Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh soul-breaking field
"Blue Star wins, who is the next challenger?" On the martial arts arena, after a blue-haired elf man defeated a barbarian with a sword, the referee in black announced.
This black-clad referee was similar to the blue-skinned middle-aged man Lin Ming saw on the first floor. He had several racial characteristics and was a typical mixed-race person.
In Polestar City, due to years of reproduction, many of the natives have blood from other races. It would be relatively fair to use mixed-race people as referees.
"Blue Star, this guy has already won his second game, and if he wins again it will be his third consecutive victory. Why haven't I heard of him before?"
"I've never heard of it. In fact, this guy is a newcomer. It is said that he broke out on the first floor a year ago and got ten kill points. After coming to the second floor, he didn't fight a single battle. He practiced in seclusion for a whole year and came out today.
It’s the first battle!”
"Seclusion for a whole year? He is really forbearing. He is a terrible guy. A master of the two-winged demon level can't last ten breaths in his hands. I'm afraid he is hiding part of his strength. I guess he should be close to the four-winged demon."
strength!"
The audience in the stands were talking about it. Lin Ming heard it and couldn't help but pay more attention to this blue star.
In fact, since he came to Babel Tower, he discovered that here, due to the different cultivation systems, it is no longer accurate to use the realm of cultivation to divide the strength of warriors. What's more, there are many warriors here who can fight beyond the level. A five-star from Babel Tower
The Demon General might be able to easily defeat the one-star Demon King if placed outside.
In this way, it is more accurate to use the demon tattoos on warriors to distinguish their strength.
The stronger the warrior, the more wings they have demon tattoos on their bodies.
From two wings, four wings, to ten wings, twelve wings.
The demon tattoo on Lin Ming's body has almost condensed into wings. As the number of battles he participates in increases in the future, his demon tattoo will continue to grow.
"Blue Star, you just won two games. Do you think you are invincible?"
A big red-haired man jumped onto the stage. He was also a warrior of the barbarian tribe. He appeared at this time, obviously with the intention of giving a sigh of relief to his companions. In the Tower of Babel, racial consciousness is very strong. Generally, people of the same race will not kill people when they fight.
For other tribes, their attacks are very cruel, and death is a very normal thing.
"It's just you? It seems that I can easily win these three consecutive victories!" Blue Star glanced at the red-haired man with disdain and shook the long sword in his hand.
"This Blue Star is too arrogant and doesn't take Red Hair seriously at all."
"Yes, after all, Hongmao has been on the second level for a little over half a year, and he has almost the strength of the Four-Winged Demon. It is not a good thing to underestimate the enemy."
Seeing how arrogant Blue Star was, public opinion began to turn towards the red-haired barbarians.
The red-haired man laughed loudly when he heard Blue Star's words, and pulled out the big sword from behind, "Easy to get it? It's a miracle that a person like you can survive in the Tower of Babel. Your good luck ends here, go to hell!"
"
The red-haired man said, and slashed at Blue Star with his sword!
"Crack!"
The floor tiles exploded and Blue Star's body disappeared like a phantom.
"What a fast movement, what a profound artistic conception of the wind."
Lin Ming could tell at a glance that this blue star had a high level of attainment in the artistic conception of wind, far surpassing his own. Everyone said that the goblins were the darlings of the laws of nature, and that was indeed the case.
The talents of the goblins are the highest in the Holy Demon Continent. In terms of physical fitness, they are far inferior to the trolls, but they have a physique that is naturally in line with the laws of nature, and they can easily understand the power of laws and artistic conception.
This also makes the goblin clan's techniques ever-changing and difficult for people to guard against.
"Sacred Pattern—Sword of Wind!"
In an instant, Blue Star's sword disappeared and disappeared into the wind. At that moment, the endless wind between heaven and earth was Blue Star's sword, which was everywhere and impossible to guard against.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
For a time, I don’t know how many swords struck the barbarian man’s heavy sword, causing him to almost lose his sword.
The true essence flow was shot out wantonly, and the red-haired man was shocked, and the figure rushed out.
However, Blue Star's sword is like a tarsal maggot, unable to dodge at all.
The red-haired man shouted violently and was about to use his last trick, but at this moment, three sword lights crossed and stabbed him.
"Puff puff puff!"
The red-haired man screamed miserably, and his body flew backwards. There were three bloody holes in his body, and he fell heavily to the ground. The blood dyed a large rock red.
"Not dead? You're lucky!" Blue Star dismissed the half-dead red-haired man.
The whole audience was shocked. The battle lasted only five breaths, and the victory was already decided!
Under the stands, several barbarians rushed up and quickly carried the red-haired man down.
"Blue Star wins three games in a row!" the referee in black announced.
"Three consecutive victories, one year of seclusion, and three consecutive victories as soon as he takes action. This Blue Star definitely has the strength of the Four-Winged Demon. Judging from his age, he is only in his twenties, and there is still enough time. If he can live forever,
It’s not difficult to hit the third floor!”
"Another new star has appeared. But speaking of which, countless new stars have appeared in Babel Tower over the years, but there are only a few who can truly reach the level of the Ten-Winged Demon."
"Well, the higher you go, the harder it becomes."
People are talking about Blue Star's demise after three consecutive victories.
According to the customs of the Tower of Babel, the average warrior will not fight more than three games in a row. Continuous high-intensity battles will consume a lot of physical energy. Unless the strength is too strong, there will be five or ten games in a row.
"Who else is going to play next?" above the ring, the referee in black said loudly.
As he finished speaking, the man in the dwarf demon cloak stood up with a smile, looked at Lin Ming, and narrowed his eyes.
"Little brother, let's go together."
The true energy transmission of the man in the dwarf demon cloak rang in Lin Ming's ears.
"This guy is really cowardly." Lin Ming was disdainful in his heart. The opponent was obviously afraid that he would be the first to play if he didn't follow up, and would be overtaken by others. He had no confidence at all.
Lin Ming jumped onto the stage.
The man in the dwarf cloak followed closely.
"It's the Black Rat. This guy is really worthless and he's here to bully the newcomers again." Someone in the stands recognized the man in the dwarf cloak at a glance. The title of Black Rat was indeed worthy of his name.
"Hey, don't tell me, Black Rat's trick is still very useful. He is almost a four-winged demon now, and he will win twenty consecutive games soon."
"Haha, he is probably the weakest of the four-winged demons!"
"Don't underestimate Black Rat. This guy still has some skills, but he's just too timid. I would say it's just these newcomers who are stupid. I know this newcomer kid on stage. He broke up the banker on the first floor a few days ago. Such a young man
, being arrogant and arrogant, always thinking how strong he is, not knowing how deep the water in Babel Tower is, he will suffer a loss sooner or later."
"Well, look at Blue Star. He also broke out on the first floor, but he was able to practice in seclusion for a year on the second floor. Blue Star is indeed arrogant. He does have the capital to be arrogant. This guy on the stage is like
Lan Xingbi is indeed a bit impetuous..."
Very few people were optimistic about Lin Ming. Although Lin Ming's talent was extremely high, a newcomer was a newcomer. He was not mature enough due to his age and was always in need of help. In the Tower of Babel, people who did not know how to be steady and were too reckless were most likely to die.
"Hey, little guy, don't be nervous, I'll be very gentle." The man in the dwarf demon cloak held his hands together and kept rubbing them. He looked Lin Ming up and down, looking at his small dark eyes and those
The wrinkled black skin really looks like a rat spirit that has lived for a long time.
Lin Ming calmly pulled out the Zi Xuan Spear, and the light on the spear tip flickered.
His eyes were fixed on the shoulder of the man in the dwarf demon cloak, where there was a very clear tattoo of a demon. The demon tattoo had two pairs of wings, but the second pair was a little blurry compared to the first pair.
"The four-winged demon tattoo... the evil energy condensed on his body is more than ten times more than mine. If he robs it, it will save me a lot of energy."
When Black Rat regarded Lin Ming as prey, Lin Ming was also planning on Black Rat.
"The game begins!"
At the referee's command, Black Rat pulled out two curved moon-blade daggers from his Sumeru Ring, "Little guy, just relax, my attack won't hurt at all."
Black Rat chuckled, and suddenly a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, breaking the soul realm!
"Huo!"
The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the evil spirit dispersed above the arena, as if it had turned into a Shura battlefield. The spectators who were watching seemed to hear the endless howling of ghosts and wolves for a while, and fell into an illusion.
"In the soul-breaking realm, Black Rat's killing move will destroy all souls within a ten-foot radius after it is launched. The person who is struck by the move will become an idiot at best, or die directly at worst. This guy is planning to take the life of the newcomer.
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"Well, although the newcomer's cultivation level is not high, his talent is too terrifying. He can destroy the banker on the first floor in the early stage. Black Rat probably doesn't want to leave any future troubles."
"Haha, mankind has lost another genius, which is very satisfying!"
There are too many geniuses who have fallen in the Tower of Babel, not just Lin Ming. Maybe as long as tomorrow, they will forget Lin Ming's face.
While everyone in the audience was talking about it, Lin Ming stood motionless in the middle of the ring without any reaction.
"Boy, I can only blame you for your talent. I was forced to do nothing, so don't blame me for being a ghost." Black Rat laughed, and rushed towards Lin Ming like an old demon in the air. The curved moon blade of the scimitar was straight.
Slit Lin Ming's throat.
At this moment, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and the Zi Xuan gun in his hand was drawn out like a whip!
"Whoosh!"
"What?"
Black Rat was shocked. He had thought that even if Lin Ming's soul had not been annihilated, he would have fallen into a mental illusion and was at the mercy of others. He never thought that Lin Ming would be able to fight back.
"Soul-Breaking Knife!"
The black rat swung the sword up at an angle, containing all the soul attacks on the blade, and slashed it on the barrel of the Zixuan gun.
"Crack!"
The scimitar was released, and the black rat was shot away by Lin Ming like a polo ball!
At the same time, the black rat's soul attack was transmitted along the Zixuan Spear into Lin Ming's spiritual sea, like rolling thunder, coming menacingly!
However, in just an instant, this soul attack was lost in the vast whirlpool of reincarnation and martial intent, without even a wave being stirred up.
Lin Ming has long known that Black Rat is good at soul attack. When Black Rat made everyone in the Warrior Service Center faint instantly, it relied on soul attack. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature for recommendation.
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