Luo Zheng's ranking in the Hall of Gods rose rapidly, attracting unprecedented attention.
But he didn't know it himself.
After ten consecutive victories, Luo Zheng finally decided to take a breather in the Hall of Gods.
The moment he opened the door to the room, the door was so densely packed with lower-level true gods that he was surrounded by water.
These lower level true gods did not expect that Luo Zheng would come out now. They were also exchanging information with each other and guessing who the anonymous person was. When the door opened, everyone became quiet at the same time.
This scene seemed very strange.
Luo Zheng glanced at everyone, and then asked lightly: "You are looking for me...what's the matter?"
Those lower-level true gods looked at Luo Zheng up and down, trying to find any clues on him, but Luo Zheng had no specific characteristics at all. In order to maintain his anonymity, he also turned his gown into light blue.
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"I want to challenge you!" someone shouted.
When the first person issued the challenge, the others immediately started, almost swarming in.
"Can I challenge you? There is a ranking difference of seventy places between you and me..."
"Choose me!"
Few people in the Arena of the Gods are so popular.
In their eyes, the anonymous person participating in the leapfrog battle may have his winning streak ended at any time. Once they win against the anonymous person, they can also receive generous rewards!
Losing to an anonymous person only means losing a small amount of points. Everyone is willing to try this!
"If you beat me, I can give you twenty extra Shenwu coins!" I don't know who had an idea and said this.
Twenty Shenwu coins are not a large number for the lower level true gods on the floating island.
So soon others followed suit!
"Eighty Shenwu coins, as long as you agree to my challenge and can beat me..."
"Two hundred Shenwu coins..."
"three hundred……"
Like an auction, the group of true gods in front of Luo Zheng began to increase their bids.
"It can still be like this..." Luo Zheng looked at these crazy guys in stunned silence. This scene was also unexpected for Luo Zheng, but he was quite happy to see this scene.
However, according to the rules of the Hall of Gods, those who are qualified to challenge Luo Zheng are only one hundred lower-level true gods ranked one hundred higher than him, and one hundred lower-level true gods, a total of two hundred people, and the lower-level true gods who have achieved the current ranking are on the floating island.
He is not a particularly top-notch person, and naturally he is not particularly rich either.
After several rounds of bidding, the final bidder was a fat man with a fat body. He offered five hundred and fifty Shenwu coins.
These people were so enthusiastic before because losing to Luo Zheng was not a big deal, but a defeat would also cost five hundred divine weapons coins, which is not something ordinary people can bear.
"How about five hundred and fifty Shenwu coins?" Fatty stared at Luo Zheng and said loudly.
"Deal," Luo Zheng smiled slightly. While earning points, he could also earn a lot of Shenwu coins. Why not?
"I am number 76008!"
After the fat man left his room, he looked very happy and ran towards his room in a hurry.
More than five hundred Shenwu coins are indeed very distressing for Fatty, but in Fatty's eyes, they are worth it.
In his opinion, even if he really loses to Luo Zheng, he can still force out Luo Zheng's trump card and determine the origin of Luo Zheng...
Luo Zheng had just returned to his room when he saw streaks of light popping up on the walls of the room, and there were dozens of requests to challenge him.
Facing these challenges, Luo Zheng ignored them and then accepted the fat man's challenge.
"Wow..."
As the surrounding scenery changes, a new environment appears around Luo Zheng.
"Huh?"
Luo Zheng's eyes showed surprise.
The environment in the Arena of the Gods was the same before, with a boundless plain and a clear starry sky. Luo Zheng has been fighting from the time he has been a warrior to the present, and the environment has been exactly the same without any change.
But this time it was different. He was actually in a land of ice and snow, with slippery ice beneath his feet. Huge fish were constantly shuttled under the ice, and there were fist-sized snowflakes falling from the sky.
, making a cracking sound of "puff, puff, puff".
"Why is the environment of this Arena of Gods different?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.
The fat man heard Luo Zheng's surprised voice and immediately laughed, "You don't even know this?"
Luo Zheng shook his head, "I really don't know."
"You can change the scene at the Arena of the Gods at will, but you need to pay a certain amount of points," the fat man said proudly.
"Change the scene..."
Luo Zheng glanced at the surrounding white snowfield, and then said lightly: "This is not an illusion, but a real world constructed. In this world, it should be beneficial to true gods such as practicing ice laws or snow seal gods.
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"Correct answer," the fat man chuckled. He shook his fat belly, and ice marks slowly condensed from his belly. Soon, the outline of an armor appeared. It turned out to be an armor.
A piece of ice armor.
"Snow Seal Divine Way," Luo Zheng is not very interested in Fatty's magical power. His Infinite Ruler has absorbed the Snow Seal Divine Way, "But this is a bit unfair. Since the Arena of the Gods is a place where true gods compete with each other, it should be
It is absolutely fair like a ring. If the environment can be changed at will, everyone would be willing to choose an environment that is beneficial to them, right?"
When the fat man heard Luo Zheng's words, he smiled again, stretched out his bulging legs and stomped lightly on the ground. He saw a whirlpool of frost appeared on the ground, and a six-foot long stick appeared from the whirlpool.
The surface of the stick was covered with lines of snowflakes, which seemed to be condensed by snowflakes. He grabbed the long stick and continued: "You think that the Arena of the Gods is just a ring, but you are underestimating it. The Arena of the Gods has a twists and turns.
The things included in it are far beyond your imagination. You can pursue everything here, but there is no fairness! Haha!”
"What do you mean..." Luo Zheng did not understand what Fatty said.
The fat man no longer paid attention to Luo Zheng, waved a long stick in his hand, and then jumped up and rushed towards Luo Zheng!
At the same time, bursts of white mist appeared strangely under Luo Zheng's feet. The white mist turned into pieces of snowflakes and spread rapidly. The temperature around Luo Zheng began to drop rapidly, and the whole person became extremely sluggish.
In contrast, this fat man was extremely agile. He was in front of Luo Zheng almost in an instant, and a long stick fell on his head.
Luo Zheng's expression did not change at all. He would not even block, but instead reached out and grabbed the long stick.
At this stage, the opponents Luo Zheng faced were still able to crush them unexpectedly with powerful force, and Luo Zheng did not need to think too much.
Unexpectedly, the fat man showed a strange smile at this moment. At the same time, when Luo Zheng grabbed the long stick, he felt a slight chill in his hand. The long stick turned out to be a handful of snowflakes... Then Luo Zheng slashed with his backhand,
The hand knife struck the fat man's face, and the "fat man" turned into a pile of snowflakes and scattered in front of Luo Zheng.
"I knew you had extraordinary powers, but it would be too naive to think that you could win against me just by relying on your strength..."
Regarding the strength and characteristics of the anonymous person, it has already been spread among the lower true gods. Many true gods have studied the characteristics displayed by Luo Zheng. The fat man is obviously well prepared.
The fat man's voice rang behind Luo Zheng, and at the same time there was a whistling sound. The fat man's concealment skills were so uncanny that in an instant he was attached to Luo Zheng's back and launched an attack at the same time.
Without saying a word, Luo Zheng twisted his body suddenly, turned around and kicked him suddenly.
"Shua..."
With a kick, the fat man turned into a pile of snowflakes again. The snowflakes scattered by Luo Zheng suddenly flew around, like thousands of silver bugs flying, it was really beautiful...
"Wrong again!"
The fat man finally took action with a smile, and still appeared behind Luo Zheng. The white long stick in his hand had a little ice mark on it, and suddenly hit Luo Zheng's back.
However, this stick only touched Luo Zheng's back lightly, leaving a faint mark of frost and not causing any substantial damage to Luo Zheng.
After he hit the stick, he rolled away quickly like a ball and distanced himself from Luo Zheng. There was a billowing coldness in one hand, and he kept stroking the top of the long stick, seeming to be pouring into the long stick.
What are you wearing?
He still had that proud smile on his face, as if he had a winning ticket.
Luo Zheng stood there, his face became solemn as never before. The fat man just left a mark on his back. He didn't know what it was for. Although the fat man used the Snow Seal Divine Dao, the divine Dao was ever-changing, and there was no one who used supernatural powers outside the Dao.
For a few, the scene in front of me is indeed weird.