Covering their necks, they knew they were hopeless and their necks had been cut in half.
Unless it is a top team, rescue them immediately and carry out transformation.
But where can we find such a medical team now? What's more, they are in the ring now. Even if there is one, it is impossible to prepare for them. This is the cold reality.
A sad, bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and their lives had come to an end.
It must be their fate to provoke an enemy who cannot be provoked.
But dying in the hands of a strong man does not bury their strength.
Boom~
He fell to the ground, his eyes staring straight, flashing with a trace of nostalgia. His eyes were filled with deathly gray and no longer alive.
Perhaps he was missing his family, or his lover, and left with a hint of apology.
Ever since they embarked on this path, they have long put life and death aside.
Huhu~
Tap tap tap~
A cow country Asan quickly rushed in from behind, holding a strange dagger in each hand. The fangs were particularly long, making the cattle country Ah San look like a giant praying mantis, especially since he was wearing green clothes. combat uniform and green paint on his face.
His running is also a jumping type. Unlike the running of ordinary people, the distance of jumping in one step is very large, extremely explosive and very fast.
Indeed, Ah San from the Cow Kingdom is a mantis gene warrior.
In fact, the genetic medicine liquid made by some weak creatures is far more powerful than the genetic medicine liquid made by some powerful creatures.
However, making genetic medicine is much more difficult than using huge animals.
Just because a creature is stronger does not mean that the stronger the genetic liquid it is made from, the stronger it will be.
This mantis gene warrior is impressively A-level, comparable to the wild wolf, and the tiger gene warrior is much stronger.
when
Just dip and go!
The feet of this cow country's Asan are as if they are equipped with springs, and the steering ability is particularly quick.
Not confronting Zhuang Ming head-on is quite a guerrilla tactic.
He was very smart. After all, he saw that the hands that had been fighting Zhuang Ming before were all at close range and he couldn't react at all.
Then he would choose this tactic.
Quickly retreat and let others attack Zhuang Ming, so that he can take the opportunity to sneak attack and then slowly grind Zhuang Ming to death.
However, would Zhuang Ming let him go so easily?
Bang~
A sneer appeared at the corner of Niu Guo's Asan's mouth, but it hadn't disappeared yet. It seemed as if he had been hit directly in the stomach by a truck.
The black and white eyes popped out, and the originally confident black face just jumped back and turned into a cooked red shrimp.
His face was flushed!
"Pfft~" He still couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood. It spurted out from his mouth instantly and flew backwards quickly. This was much faster than his original speed.
Zhuang Ming's left leg suddenly exploded, turning into an afterimage in the air.
Ah San, who was kicked away, was extremely frightened and quickly raised the two swords in his hands.
But...it's too late!
Pfft~
The still-glaring head fell straight down again, revealing deep fear.
The body flew out like a cannonball, and a beautiful arc erupted from its neck.
Bang~
It landed directly in front of the theatergoers on the ring, like a piece of dead pork.
The killing did not stop, but became more brutal.
Zhuang Ming's ferocity did not scare the remaining people, they had no way out.
On the contrary, it aroused the violence in their hearts. How could they be so willing to die?
kill!
kill!
kill!
When~
The knife breaks!
People are cut off!
Blood splatter!
It's bloody, but it can arouse the cruelty in people's hearts.
The onlookers were horrified and couldn't take their eyes away.
The people involved have become so jealous that they have no other thoughts at all. This is a battle to the death.
Only by killing that enemy can they survive. Everything is just to survive.
"Three elders, should we stop it? If this continues, more and more people will die. In the end, our Hunter School will have to bear more!" Pete, the principal of the Hunter School, couldn't hold it back after all. He took a step forward and asked the three elders.
"Stop?" Crazy Tiger turned his head in surprise and looked at Peter.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Peter looked at Crazy Tiger's weird expression and immediately felt a bad premonition.
But when I think about what I said, there is nothing wrong with it.
"It's okay, go and stop it!" Crazy Tiger raised his eyebrows and did not continue. Instead, he said calmly.
"Uh..." Peter was a little dumb, scratched his head in embarrassment, and raised his feet to get out of this dark corner.
"If you want to die, go ahead and stop him. He won't stop." Xue Mang's old voice sounded faintly, causing Peter's feet hanging in the air to pause instantly. He wanted to stop but didn't dare to do so.
After thinking about it, he took back his feet and looked at the calm face on the ring, the death-like figure, and Zhuang Ming who was killing people quickly. Although those people came from all over the world and may not have any feelings for the Hunter School, It is indeed a student here.
Zhuang Ming didn't kill anyone, and Peter was a little heartbroken. This was cultivated by the Hunter School with great effort. He asked a little unwillingly: "After all, this is a Hunter School, and there are three elders here. He should give him face, right?"
"We have no intention of helping you, and we will not stand against the people of the Dragon Kingdom." Kasha's voice sounded, but there was a trace of surprise in his tone that could not be concealed.
Peter's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Kasha's majestic back with disbelief.
"Not only will we not help you, but we will also treat this Dragon Nation member with the best treatment, because the outcome of this arena match has already been determined." Crazy Tiger's voice was full of deep sighs, and he didn't know what he was sighing about. What are you wearing?
"That's right, Peter, the next thing we have to do is to win over this Dragon Nation person and have a good relationship with the Dragon Nation. The treatment of the Dragon Nation's special forces from ordinary soldiers will be raised to the highest level." Xue Mang's voice also sounded.
The words of the three elders made Peter's head difficult to turn around. For a moment, he couldn't believe his ears.
His mind quickly accepted these unbelievable news. He wanted to ask why, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't express them at all.
Zhuang Ming's figure was still flashing on the huge arena, and every swing of his sword represented the fall of a corpse.
Every swing of the knife represents a life being taken away.
呲呲呲~
The blood sprayed freely on the arena, making the arena that had not been stained with blood for a long time once again dyed with a beautiful color.
There are fewer and fewer people!
But Zhuang Ming's speed never slowed down, and his expression never changed at all, just like the thousand-year-old ice that never melted. His eyes flashed with murderous red light, like the eyes of the god of death. As they flashed rapidly, streaks of red glow followed. Zhuang Ming's figure is sliding like a death scythe, harvesting lives in the ring.
(End of chapter)
