Fierce battles continue to occur in every corner of the tropical rainforest, and countless young people known as geniuses are trying their best to climb to a higher level.
The winner moves on, while the loser dies directly. It is ruthless and cruel, but this is the law of the fairy world.
Time passed bit by bit, and soon the rainforest competition entered its third day. Li Mu had not seen teams from other forces since his encounter with the White Horse Cult.
The lucky man and the monkey kept groping forward in the rainforest, and were very close to the core area of the rainforest. At this time, the familiar notification sound sounded again, but the content had changed.
"The remaining number of people in the test is fifty, and the limited area is reduced. Those who voluntarily give up the test can just exit outside the limited area."
This short sentence gave hope to many monks in the rainforest. When they were in the arena, there were still some powerful teams that were confident in their own strength, or they did not choose to give up because of their appearance.
But after experiencing these three days of fighting and seeing teams much stronger than themselves being wiped out one by one, these monks who had been frightened now had only one idea in mind, that is, to quit.
Feng Xuanhuang gave them hope of survival while narrowing the "poison circle". This part of the team was naturally grateful, and then started to set off at full speed in the direction of the blue light curtain.
"Looking at this posture, the new combat area will be reduced by at least half. Xiaopi, Xiaopi, it seems that our peaceful days are coming to an end."
Li Mu, who was standing high and looking out, found that the blue light curtain had moved more than a hundred miles in an hour. At this speed, he would soon be on the edge of the battle area again.
Li Mu, who felt that he had regained the sense of urgency he had when he was in the drug ring, could only throw Xiaopi, who was still chewing corn, onto his shoulder, and then moved non-stop towards the position closer to the finals.
At the same time, Su Fenqiao's team was blocked by six men carrying giant swords less than ten miles away from Li Mu.
"Princess, you are the Seven Water Daoists of the Guixu Sect."
Arturu took a step forward and stood in front of Su Fenqiao. Their team of demons had easily defeated two other forces along the way. However, facing the famous Guixu Sect, several demons were still defeated. The soldiers were on high alert.
On the other hand, the Guixu Sect did not act rashly. Although there were only four people standing on the opposite side, Mo Buzhan could feel that this team without any intelligence was by no means mediocre.
Especially the top-secret woman surrounded by three other companions. No matter how much he checked, his level of cultivation could not be revealed, but those eyes always gave Mo Bu Zhan an inexplicable palpitation.
"Second brother, you take action to test the opponent's strength."
In the stalemate, the seven people in the sewer finally chose to send the man with the bandage and the strange knife to find out the truth first. As the man among the seven people who was second only to Mo Buzhan in strength, he was undoubtedly the best candidate at this moment.
Naturally, Su Fenqiao would not choose to end the situation personally, and his eyes fell on Atulu.
The demon warrior, who had previously thought he had performed poorly in the first test, immediately understood. Dark blue magic armor instantly covered his body, and then he faced his opponent.
"Seven people from the water path, Kisame, my Samehada sword never kills nameless people, please tell me your name quickly."
The man named Kisame stopped ten steps away from Aturu. With his strangely powerful arm, he raised the big knife with a bandage on his back and pointed at the demon warrior who was approaching quickly.
"Human beings are still so hypocritical. They have to tell each other their identities before fighting. It's a boring trick."
It's a pity that Kisame's question was not recognized by Arturu. As the best warrior of the demon clan, he only had one thing on his mind at this time: how to defeat his opponent quickly.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of announcing his family status, Kisame let out a weird laugh, and then the muscles on his arm began to beat wildly, and he slashed Aturu with his broadsword.
The strong wind rose, and the huge force shattered all the bandages covering the blade, revealing the true appearance of the weapon. The blade was full of spikes, and even the air was quickly torn wherever it passed, sending out bursts of air explosions. Voices.
Facing Kisame's strong attack, Aturu showed no fear. He had absolute confidence in the defensive power of his magic armor. He raised his right arm, his elbow directly hit the Samehada sword, and at the same time, he punched out with his left fist. , aiming directly at Kisame's chest vitals.
Of course, as one of the long-famous Seven, Kisame couldn't be hit by his opponent so easily. He first turned his body slightly to one side, then suddenly raised his right knee, hitting Aturu's wrist without any bias. superior.
The two showed wonderful close combat skills in the first confrontation. The Samehada sword was blocked by the dark blue magic armor, and Aturu's heavy punch also failed.
Seeing that the sword failed to break through the opponent's defense, Kisame quickly jumped back. The spikes on the sword caused violent friction with the magic armor during the process of pulling away. Sparks even left behind on the surface of the hard armor. A scratch.
Although he quickly channeled the power in his body to repair the magic armor, the opponent's move of retreating in order to advance still made Atulu realize that this time the enemy was by no means easy.
The desire to fight rooted in his bloodline was at an all-time high. Before Kisame landed, he bullied him, and then fired several punches in succession. The powerful punches came with layers of wind pressure, and he was about to hit him head-on.
At the critical moment, the same shark muscle sword suddenly began to squirm crazily, and then several spikes protruded out in an instant, catching Aturu's fatal attack.
"Huh? There's something weird about this knife."
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Arturu, who did not dare to support him, touched the ground with both feet. He first distanced himself from Kisame, and his pair of purple-covered pupils firmly resisted the Samehada sword as it returned to its original shape.
"Haha, you didn't expect it. My Sameki sword is made of the flesh of ancient mythical beasts and forged through secret methods. It is not so much a sword as it is a living mythical beast."
The evenly matched battle also excited Kisame. He twisted his neck and raised the Samehada sword in his hand again, only to see those extremely sharp spikes actually moving on their own. This strange sword that was usually sealed by a bandage actually really As he said, it is a living being.
"Although the second child's accomplishments in the waterway are relatively weak, this same shark muscle sword makes up for his weakness. Without using my trump card, even I have no confidence in defeating him."
His companions had the upper hand, and Mo Buzhan was relieved and turned his attention back to Su Fenqiao, only to find that the other party didn't even look at the fierce battle.
Her slender jade hands kept fiddling with the green hair on her forehead. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be attracted by the butterflies flying not far away. In the end, she turned away directly, as if the two people fighting had nothing to do with her.
"Hmph, you mysterious woman, I will let you know the consequences of despising us later."
