Stalled in mid-air, No. 2's hand holding the long sword stopped.
No matter how hard he struggled, his body was still unable to move as if it was imprisoned.
"What did you do to me!" No. 2 glared at No. 1 who was standing in front with a sneer on his face.
"Do you feel that your muscles have become stiff? Does it feel like your body is filled with lead?" asked No. 1.
"How do you know?" No. 2 opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he was even more sure that No. 1 had done something to him.
Looking at No. 2's murderous eyes, No. 1 shook his head helplessly.
He walked up to No. 2's side, stretched out his hand to touch No. 2's stiffened body, and couldn't help but laugh.
"You have been in Shura Prison for so long and experienced so many Shura fights. Haven't you discovered the side effects of Shura fights?" No. 1 raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"The more you kill, the more murderous aura you have, and you will become violent with the addition of murderous aura. However, haven't you found that when you leave the Shura Field, your body will become more or less violent?
It has become a little stiff, can't you feel the feeling of blood clogging the blood vessels at all?"
"Your current state is not caused by me at all, but by yourself. You suddenly stopped after the crazy killing, and your blood is still accelerating under the blessing of murderous intent. This kind of sudden stop of blood but still in the fighting state
Sometimes, your muscles will block the blood that is still flowing rapidly."
"The blood is blocked, and the consequences can be imagined. You think you are confident that you can advance after killing those people. But, you have this strength. In front of you, I have no power to fight back."
"But." The corners of his mouth raised, and No. 1 showed a sinister smile.
"But you chose to stop taunting us, and then you ended up like this. You didn't kill me decisively. When the side effects hit, you were the one who died!"
"Damn it!" No. 2 gritted his teeth and stared with wide eyes. He now wanted to cut this No. 1 into pieces!
However, his body was too stiff to move, but there was nothing he could do.
"I won't talk nonsense to you. I can advance after I kill you. I heard that there is a good show in the third game, but it's a pity that you can't see it." Number 1 grinned, a cold light flashed, and Number 2 fell to the ground.
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He stared angrily into his eyes until he died. He was unwilling to give in. He was really unwilling to give in!
But this is Shura Field, and only those who are alive are considered winners. No matter strong or weak, those who are alive are the strongest!
Glancing at No. 2, who was still staring blankly, No. 1 smiled disdainfully and turned around to leave.
Watching No. 1 walk out of the Shura Field, the warriors in the stands were filled with a sense of death.
They all placed a lot of spiritual stones on No. 2. Now that No. 2 dies due to carelessness, it means that all the spiritual stones they placed are gone.
These are a thousand low-grade spiritual stones! I don’t know how much effort they spent to obtain them.
Angry curses and sighs echoed in the stands.
But Mo Tian in the corner could hardly contain the joy in his heart.
Just now, he was notified after the Shura fight ended that his thousand low-grade spiritual stones had been doubled by a hundred times!
In other words, with this amount, he earned hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones!
Most of the low-grade spiritual stones from those scolding and sighing warriors went into Mo Tian's pocket.
Hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones are enough for Mo Tian to practice the formation for a year!
Mo Tian didn't even have to save money. Originally, Mo Tian just planned to learn the formation.
However, after getting so many low-grade spiritual stones, Mo Tian changed his mind.
What you have learned is only the basics. If you encounter a strong enemy, ordinary formations are useless. If you want to learn, you must learn to master them! When the time comes, Mo Tian plans to choose some practical formations and directly practice them to perfection!
Thinking of these things, Mo Tian felt extremely happy. He originally just came to participate in a Shura fight, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected surprise.
Mo Tian doesn't even want to open an elixir shop anymore. The profit he can make in Shura Field is much better than that of the elixir shop!
Of course, these are just what Mo Tian thought about. The purpose of opening an elixir shop is not just as simple as spiritual stones.
Mo Tian, who was selling elixirs some time ago, also obtained many rare herbs from some warriors.
There are also some herbs that are rare in the Eastern Region but abundant in the Western Region.
With these, Mo Tian can refine more elixirs. For example, a third-grade elixir is an excellent consumable, but the herbs it requires are extremely demanding, but Mo Tian obtained it from those warriors.
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Perhaps, in the future, Mo Tian can rely on the elixir shop to bring him herbs from other regions.
For example, there is a warrior who often comes to Mo Tiandan Medicine Shop. He is from the Northern Territory, and he brings with him some herbs that are only found in the Northern Territory.
Seeing those herbs, Mo Tian felt that these would help him more than the spiritual stones.
After all, practicing formations is not a simple matter. He can now be regarded as a fourth-level swordsmith and a second-level alchemist.
He is not in a hurry when it comes to forging swords, and a fifth-level swordsmith is not that easy to achieve. Earth-level warriors cannot be made just by refining them.
Alchemy has become an aspect that Mo Tian is preparing to improve. The higher the level of elixirs, the more helpful they will be to Mo Tian.
In Shura Prison, elixirs are more helpful. Although second-grade ultimate elixirs are also very good, they are still much worse than third-grade elixirs.
This is one of the reasons why Mo Tian started to collect medicinal materials like crazy.
Mo Tian was not in a hurry when it came to the formation mage. After all, the formation mage was the most difficult profession to practice besides the swordsmith, and it required a high level of understanding and strength from the warrior.
According to Mr. Xue, Mo Tian had only just touched the outer edge of the formation, and it would take time to truly reach the deepest part.
Mo Tian took his voucher to the window and exchanged it for 500,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Mo Tian's face was full of smiles.
There were many warriors coming from Shura Field, but only Mo Tian earned the spiritual stone.
Looking at Mo Tian with a smile on his face, the other warriors' eyes were full of anger.
"Boy, be wise and return all our spirit stones to us, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." Those warriors slowly surrounded Mo Tian, with malicious intent on their faces.
"Hey, what are you doing in the way?" A loud shout came from behind them.
The warriors moved out of the way, and the managers of the human-level Shura Field walked towards Mo Tian.
Looking at Mo Tian, the man said, "It's going to start in a few minutes, why don't you go?"
"Oh." Mo Tian nodded quickly, took out the number plate with "sixty-six" written on it from the ring, and ran directly towards the Shura field regardless of the warriors.
Watching Mo Tian leave, those warriors who were a little angry showed cold smiles on their faces.
"It seems that this kid is the one who will compete in the next Shura fight. Will he be killed at the beginning? Hahaha." A warrior couldn't help laughing.
"Go and see, No. 66, I want to see how powerful this kid is." A warrior sneered.
In groups, those warriors walked into the Shura field.
"The third Shura fight begins."
With an order, the black shadow exited the competition stage.
"Kill No. 66 and I will give you five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!" a warrior shouted directly.
"Kill No. 66, and we will all give you five hundred low-grade spiritual stones!" The warriors who walked into the Shura Field all shouted.
Their voices were so loud that all the warriors on the competition stage heard them.
Turning to look at Mo Tian standing on the edge, the warriors raised their brows.
"Boy, I really don't know who you have offended. I want five hundred low-grade spiritual stones per person for your head. Why don't you help us?" The ninety-nine warriors who were about to start killing all walked to Mo Tian's side.
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"Xiao Xiao." He raised his head and smiled, Mo Tian's fingers kept jumping, and a bloody tornado quietly emerged from Mo Tian's palm.