Again, just after the fight, the enemy was killed.
The audience cheered, with earth-shaking applause and laughter, because they once again won the bet and earned generous bonuses.
For these gamblers, today is a holiday worth cheering and celebrating.
The manager of the arena's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot at this moment.
He stared at Tang Zhen and finally realized that there must be something wrong with this new duelist.
If it were an ordinary duelist, it would be impossible to kill the monk on the spot with just a casual blow.
Only monks can kill monks. As for why Tang Zhen was not suppressed by the rune circle, it still needs to be determined through investigation.
Since Tang Zhen is a monk, he must use methods to deal with monks without any hesitation.
Tang Zhen must be killed, otherwise there will be endless troubles and the audience will doubt the rules and fairness of the arena.
In this giant city, running an arena equivalent to a cornucopia must have a strong backer behind it.
But in this aspect of competition, they will try to avoid mortals because they belong to two different worlds.
But today's turmoil cannot be avoided by ordinary people, because Tang Zhen made up his mind not to leave the arena.
This is the most embarrassing part, because this arena must not be closed down.
From the beginning of the Death Arena's existence, there has been a rule that it must never close down for any reason.
As long as the business is closed, it will have to change owners again, and it will also suffer extremely severe penalties.
It is said that the person who established the rules belongs to the highest level of existence, and cannot even mention his name at will.
Countless eyes are staring at this piece of fat. Once it closes down, those monk organizations will definitely jump out and cause trouble.
Therefore, this matter can only be resolved in public, and the drama must continue.
Tang Zhen had already killed a monk, which was enough to prove his strength. Ordinary monks were no match for him.
For the sake of safety, the boss of the arena issued an order to send the monks guarding the arena to kill Tang Zhen.
Not long after, five guarding monks appeared on the arena at the same time, staring at Tang Zhen with cold eyes.
They are responsible for guarding the arena, but rarely have the opportunity to take action. They usually spend their days practicing in seclusion.
Just because the operators behind the arena are a group of powerful monks, those guys without eyes have already paid the price for their reckless impulsiveness.
Unexpectedly, today, I finally had the opportunity to appear, and five guarding monks were directly dispatched.
"Young man, I'll give you a chance to be beheaded by my sword.
If you were honest and obedient, you might suffer less.
If you persist in not realizing it, then you will know what it means to live worse than death! "
The leader of the guarding monk shouted sharply at Tang Zhen.
They didn't take action directly, they just wanted to minimize the impact of the matter and prevent the audience from going out to promote it randomly.
Although the strength of the arena is strong, it cannot stop the public. Once a bad reputation spreads, it will trigger a series of reactions.
Facing the warning monk, Tang Zhen smiled and shook his head.
"My strength is not that great, but my tone is quite arrogant. You can't defeat me at all, so you'd better not die."
After hearing Tang Zhen's warning, the five monks sneered. This should be what they wanted to say.
"Good words can't persuade you damn ghost. Since you are so stubborn, wait until you taste what life is like than death!"
As soon as the five monks finished speaking, they were about to attack and kill Tang Zhen directly.
But it was not until this moment that they discovered to their shock that they were unable to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth.
This surprise was extraordinary. If they were unable to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth, their fighting power would not even be as good as ordinary duelists.
My mind was full of doubts and I couldn't figure out why this happened.
The main target of suspicion is the rune array on the arena. It is likely that this thing is suppressing him.
It's just that this set of rune arrays are all controlled by companions, so how could such an abnormal situation occur?
"Damn, what's going on?"
A guarding monk shouted loudly, trying to get a response from his companions, because the arena was always monitored by the guarding monks.
I just yelled for a long time, but I didn't get any feedback at all, as if everything was lost in the sea.
I was feeling anxious when I saw Tang Zhen slowly walking over with a bronze dagger in his hand.
When the five monks saw this, they suddenly felt the pressure increase greatly.
He wanted to retreat and dodge, but found that his feet were like roots and he couldn't move at all.
"Something's wrong, there's something weird about this guy!"
The guarding monk who had issued the threat earlier pointed at Tang Zhen and shouted, with a flash of fear in his eyes.
Compared with ordinary people, the indigenous monks are most afraid of death, which means that many years of hard work will be in vain.
If you want to regain the strength you had before death, you must practice again. There is no shortcut at all.
Therefore, when they found out that the skills they had cultivated could not be used, and they were about to be slaughtered by others, a feeling of fear and unwillingness filled their hearts.
It's a pity that no one can help them at this moment.
Tang Zhen raised his hand and waved his sword, and the guarding monk at the front fell to the ground, clutching his throat.
He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. In the end, he could only collapse to the ground with an unwilling face.
When the other four companions saw this, their eyes widened.
Before accepting the mission, they never dreamed that their strongest companion would perish in such a way.
Soon it will be their turn to be killed with ease, and then resurrected as mortals.
When I thought of that scene, a strong sense of fear filled my heart.
It's as if a wealthy family with fine clothes and fine food suddenly became impoverished by eating branyan vegetables. It is difficult for them to bear the huge gap in status.
If your mental quality is slightly poor, you may go crazy or even collapse to commit suicide.
The four monks in front of them were facing similar worries and didn't know what to do.
But at this moment, everything is not up to them.
The last moment, they tried to kill Tang Zhen, and their hearts were full of arrogance.
At this moment, he was killed wantonly by Tang Zhen, and he was extremely frightened.
They pray for a miracle and hope that someone will help them to get out of the crisis.
But when Tang Zhen swung his sword again, there was still no miracle, only the cold sword light slit his throat.
"I can not be reconciled……"
In the flash of cold light, four monks fell to the ground one after another, screaming in despair.
It's a pity that no one else heard it except Tang Zhen, and they didn't know how unwilling they were to die.
The audience in the arena looked confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. Why were these five duelists with extraordinary momentum killed by Tang Zhen so easily?
As if he was willing to die on purpose, after cleaning his neck, he waited for Tang Zhen to chop him with a knife.
The spectators who lost their bet were so angry that they yelled and cursed, feeling that the arena was deliberately teasing them.
Little did he know that the manager of the arena also had his eyes widened at this moment, with an incredulous expression on his face.
He really couldn't believe that the five monks guarding the arena were killed without any resistance.
He died in an extremely painful way, not even as good as those duelists. At least he still had a chance to raise his weapons and fight.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
His expression was distorted, like a ferocious ghost, and he roared loudly at the men around him.
Facing the furious manager, the staff of the arena were frightened, but they could only bite the bullet and reply: "I just got the news that the rune array on the arena suddenly went out of control, and then suppressed our monks..."
When the manager heard this, he couldn't help but sneer.
"So the real reason is that one of our own made a mistake and killed five of our companions?"
The staff nodded, feeling helpless. They did not expect such an oolong incident to occur.
It turns out that the rune arrays built by the great monks are sometimes unreliable and will malfunction at critical moments.
"Ho ho... these damn idiots, idiots!"
The manager was furious, cursed loudly, and then looked at Tang Zhen in the center of the arena.
"Close the rune circle for me and send all the guarding monks up. I must kill him with a thousand swords today!"
