Zhao Feichen whispered:
"The ones made in the furnace are the best tools. Even for you, the success rate is less than 30%. I want to decide this thing. Even if he is an official butler, I don't know about it."
"Just think about it!" Lian Sanyue smiled, stood up lazily, stood in the crowd, and said loudly:
"I will draw up a contract in the name of witness and guarantor. Anyone who violates the contract will be dealt with personally."
When both parties nodded, she grabbed an ancient yellowed sheepskin roll from the inventory, shook it open and said:
"Contract 1: No skills and props above level 6 including level 6 can be used."
"Contract 2: Don't admit defeat. The rules of the arena are life and death."
"Contract 3: Do not ask for help from unrelated persons outside the venue."
Every time she said something, a rule appeared on the parchment. The writing was as twisted as a tadpole and it was hard to tell which country it was from.
After briefly explaining the three terms of the contract, she looked at Zhang Yuanqing and the middle-aged swordsman and said, "Come here and sign with your fingerprints."
The middle-aged swordsman strode forward and pressed his thumb under the contract, looking back at Zhang Yuanqing coldly.
Zhang Yuanqing returned and walked up to Lian Sanyue and whispered: "Since you are his aunt, you should tell him who I am!"
He made a last-ditch effort without pressing fingerprints.
It is not easy for him to reveal his identity. There is a mixed bag of bad guys and evil professions here.
If the news of his appearance here is passed on to the saints or even the masters in the evil organization, it will cause a lot of trouble and crisis.
Huadu is not Songhai's own territory, so be cautious.
"Why should I tell him!" Lian Sanyue exhaled white smoke.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at this woman and suddenly had a clearer impression of Li Chunfeng's description.
Lian Sanyue said: All my words outside were in vain. Believe it or not, even if you tell him your identity, Zhao Feichen will rob you. 8\./2\./小\./Say\./No\./Wrong\./First\./Fa~~”
An arrogant, spoiled brat who made clever use of the rules and was consciously reasonable? Zhang Yuanqing pressed his fingerprints on the parchment without saying anything.
The tadpole-like words on the shabby and primitive parchment lit up one by one and emitted white smoke. Some force in the dark witnessed the harshness of the contract.
punishment.
Lian Sanyue put away the parchment and looked at his nephew not far away and said:
Violators with two thumbprints will be punished
"Give me the flint."
Zhao Feichen stretched out his hand and touched ten dark red stones into a line on the stall.
She put away even the slightest touch of flint in March.
"Let's go to the ring." She looked around at the spectators and said with a smile:
"If you want to watch the game, remember to buy a ticket worth 200,000 yuan. Line up neatly."
After saying that, she swayed out of the greenhouse with a cigar between her legs and walked toward the venue behind the black market.
The three strong men responsible for maintaining order loudly said:
"Please come here and buy your tickets."
In an instant, the customers who were robbed at the black market rushed to the three strong men. The stall owners collected the valuable things on the stalls and swarmed to buy tickets.
Life and death battles in the Saint Realm are rare.
Let alone 200,000 yuan per ticket, they would be willing to double the price.
Normally those who fight to the death in the ring are extraordinary walkers, and it is almost impossible for a saint to take the stage.
At least 200,000 cards, there are more than 100 people here, that means it is close to 20 million? As a contestant, shouldn't you be given a share? Zhang Yuanqing listened and sighed silently, it is really profitable to open the black market.
No wonder this company has the cost to manufacture so many props.
Lian Sanyue's waist was twisted in an exaggerated way but he walked very slowly. When he came to the ring, there were already more than a dozen spiritual realm walkers who had purchased tickets.
Zhang Yuanqing followed her and hurriedly ran to the bottom of the ring. The experienced spectators kept a distance of more than ten meters from the ring and watched from a distance.
As people gathered together, there was more and more noise.
"Would the boss lady want to be the banker? Let everyone play a game."
"What's the point of gambling? Zhao Feichen will definitely win. 8\./2\./小\./说\./无\./WRONG\./First\./发~~his bodyguard is a level 5 swordsman In terms of melee swordsman, he ranks among the top three. Besides, the Zhao family has no shortage of props. Let’s take into account the swordsman’s weaknesses.
Adding tut tut is as steady as a mountain. "
"What are you talking about? Didn't you hear that just now? That young man is also a master of props, otherwise he can throw so many props into that broken furnace?"
"The boy's aura is obviously weaker than that of the swordsman. Besides, if this is a hard fight, do you think the boss lady won't remind her nephew?"
If you bring this up, I have to tell you. I heard that Lian March has a very bad relationship with the head of the Zhao family. Don’t ask why. I don’t know even if I ask. But believe me, I’m a local. "
Amidst the noise, Zhao Feichen's two female companions were standing with sneers on their lips.
His aunt did not have a good relationship with the Zhao family, and her grandfather was even more at odds with her.
According to my father's words, my aunt was born to be rebellious, surly, and unruly. She did not accept the family's orders and arrangements since she was a child, and she did whatever she wanted without any restraint.
And grandpa is a very controlling parent, so how can he tolerate such a daughter, so the situation is extremely tense.
Zhao Feichen is not close to this aunt. After all, she left the Zhao family when she was young and has not seen each other for a year. How can the relationship come from?
But Wanbao House is a good place. He often comes here to inquire about information, pick up missing items and exchange props.
While his thoughts were flying, he saw the young man leaping onto the wide ring and immediately turned to the middle-aged swordsman beside him and said:
"That boy probably brought several saint-quality props with him. Before he goes on stage, let me ask you what props you are still missing? As long as I have them here, just take them."
The middle-aged man stroked the sword in his arms and shook his head slightly:
The few props I have on me are enough, but you can’t give me the best props. Besides, it’s enough that a real swordsman is obsessed with swords.
Zhao Feichen nodded slightly: "Go."
When the middle-aged swordsman jumped onto the ring, Zhao Feichen lowered his head and whispered a few words to one of his female companions.
The internet-famous girl nodded and squeezed through the crowd and trotted away.
Zhao Feichen watched her go away, withdrew his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth coldly. "
Grandpa said that he must be prepared for everything. Although he has strong confidence in his bodyguards, he must also consider the consequences and losses of failure.
Even if this kid doesn't die in Wanbao House today, he won't be able to leave Huadu.
What he just said to his female companion was a brief sentence: Go and invite my dad!
Anyway, leave the matter to the elders and let them decide when the time comes.
On the ring, Zhang Yuanqing and the middle-aged swordsman were more than ten meters apart and looked at each other without moving, but their eyes were already locked on each other, looking for opportunities to strike.
Zhang Yuanqing was thinking about the enemy's strategy while confronting the enemy.
His aura is stronger than mine and he should be at level 5. Being close to him is very dangerous. The swordsman has high output and high agility. His weakness is weak physical defense and no recovery ability. He is a member of the Zhao family and has no shortage of props. The weakness must have been compensated for.
What I have to deal with is an enemy with high output and high agility that takes into account both defense and recovery. If I remember correctly, the swordsman’s passive skills Iron Will and Breaking Evil can be used against the possession of the evil spirit, which is not easy to deal with.
Alas, Ye You Shen is very strong in the Transcendent Realm, but when the Star Officer is at level 4, he becomes weak. Although Astrology and Star Escape are easy to use, they cannot be used against the enemy.
That is to use the arrangement and combination of props to formulate a plan to fight the enemy, then open your starry eyes to examine the opponent's face. If the opponent's palace is shrouded in blood, it means the plan is feasible.
Otherwise, modify the plan.
Theoretically speaking, this train of thought is feasible. Perhaps this is the correct use of astrology. As a profession with the peak of combat power, there is no reason for the Night Traveler God to be so weak in the saint realm. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing opened his starry eyes and examined the face of the middle-aged swordsman.
He must have defense props and recovery props. I first used the werewolf body to break the armor, and then combined with the fire poison and curse props to restrain and restore him, I quickly made a plan and drill steps in my mind.
But the appearance of the middle-aged swordsman has not changed. Dark clouds shrouded him but there was no bloody disaster.
It seems that fantasy will not work, but the idea should be correct. While fighting and testing, he no longer hesitates to use Night Travel and hides his figure.
"Night Wanderer?"
Surprised sounds came from the audience around the ring.
Is this guy a member of the Taiyi Sect? Zhao Feichen is not angry but happy. Compared with the huge size and power of the Five Elements Alliance, the Taiyi Sect is far inferior to its sect leader. This is because the Night Travel God is often irreplaceable.
But this is a popular saying for the Five Elements Alliance and the Zhao family: What use do I have for this night wandering god?
Not at all scared.
The middle-aged swordsman pulled out his long sword with a "clang" sound. The sword's crimson body was not like forged steel, and it exuded an evil aura and vicious energy that could break the spirit body and shock the mind.
Drawing out his long sword, he quickly retreated and swept the long sword in front of him. The crimson sword energy roared out and swept across the entire arena.
A level 5 swordsman can use his sword energy to deal with enemies with long-range output. This is the biggest difference between level 4 and level 5.
There was a "ding" sound and a figure fell out of the void holding a short blade in a blocking posture. 8\./2\./小\./Say\./No\./Wrong\./First\./Post~~
It was Zhang Yuanqing.
The short blade in his hand was an extraordinary item collected in the past few days and was directly ripped open by the sword energy.
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes were sharp and he was about to draw his sword to face the enemy. Suddenly, he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him.
There is also an enemy? The Inferi! He understood instantly and his heart drifted away.
But at this moment, the middle-aged swordsman saw the Yeyoushen boy raise his hand to his face and touch the center of his eyebrows with a little bit of gold paint lighting up, quickly spreading over the entire face to form a majestic and upright facial makeup.
His spirit was in turmoil, fear and panic appeared, but these negative emotions disappeared in the next moment. He resisted the shock of the golden face and forgot to resist. !
The swordsman's iron will helped him resist the shock of the golden face.
At this time, the sound of breaking through the air was already approaching his head. He had no time to dodge and grabbed a clay sculpture made of loess.
"Bang!"
The blood rose's attack was like ripples of yellow light hitting a thick sandbag.
She was knocked back by the reaction force but the middle-aged swordsman remained motionless.
The middle-aged swordsman immediately put away his clay sculpture and swept his sword towards Blood Rose's neck in a flash, but the latter had already rolled sideways in advance to avoid the decapitating blow.
This was not because Blood Rose had anticipated the enemy's opportunity, but because Zhang Yuanqing had issued an order to dodge in advance.
Sure enough, it is a defense item for the earth monster profession | I am too familiar with the "heavy price". After trying out an item, Zhang Yuanqing's thoughts flashed, and Xue Qiangwei was already in danger by the middle-aged swordsman.
Unmoving like a mountain, aggressive like fire. "
The swordsman rarely gives the enemy a chance to breathe.
"Puff puff
The crimson long sword kept cutting exposed scars on Blood Rose's body. Although the Bewitching Demon was good at melee combat, there was a huge gap in strength against the level 5 swordsman Blood Rose.
In just three or four seconds, he was almost beheaded several times.
Even if the Inferi were transformed into flesh and blood, they would have been severely damaged.
It can be seen that once a level 4 spiritual walker is approached by a level 5 swordsman, life or death can be determined within tens of seconds.
There was a roar of applause from the audience.
Zhao Feichen smiled with pride on his face
The soft voice of the woman next to her said words such as "It's amazing, the young master will win for sure", which made Zhao Feichen's smile grow deeper.
Zhang Yuanqing spit out a mouthful of Taiyin Power, and the majestic Yin Qi quickly filled the air. Among the surging Yin Qi, a looming figure in a red wedding dress floated towards the middle-aged swordsman.
The latter sheathed his sword and retreated, letting out a loud shout.
The Ghost Bride, who had floated behind her, stiffened and was stabbed in the body by the crimson sword.
"ah"
The ghost bride let out a scream and her body burst into black smoke.
Zhang Yuanqing had already expected that he summoned the Ghost Bride just to delay time.
A floppy triangular little red riding hood was thrown towards Blood Rose.
Blood Rose stretched out her hand and put it on her head. The next second, her body suddenly grew taller and her clothes were torn. Her white skin sprouted golden hair as sharp as steel needles.
Triangular ears sprouted from the top of the head, half of the face was elongated, and the dark pupils turned into golden beast eyes. The hands and feet tended to become canine and grew sharp claws.
In an instant, Blood Rose turned into a four-meter-tall golden-haired werewolf, with hot molten fluid flowing from its fangs intertwined mouth.
Flame Demon Wolf!
"What's this?"
"Gu beast?"
"I've never heard that there are wolves among Gu beasts.
There were exclamations in the audience. Most of the spectators were extraordinary, but there were also a few saints with good vision. Among them, there were even evil professions, but no one had ever seen a werewolf.
Zhao Feichen narrowed his eyes and gently pushed away the female companion beside him, staring at the werewolf in the field without saying a word.
Even from a distance of more than ten meters, the aura emanating from the monster still made him tremble and fear.
Alienation? It doesn't look like a beast body that I have never seen before. What kind of prop is this? Lian Sanyue looked at the werewolf with great interest.
As a weapon refiner, she is deeply interested in all special props.
While Blood Rose was transforming into a werewolf, Zhang Yuanqing stood at the edge of the ring and opened his starry eyes to observe the middle-aged swordsman's face.
The dark clouds on his face and the hint of blood showed that the werewolf could pose a threat to him, but it seemed that it could not kill him. Zhang Yuanqing knew what he was doing and immediately issued the order to attack.
The flame demon wolf was already impatient. Its strong and slender hind limbs sank slightly, only to hear a "click" sound as the floor tiles of the arena cracked. The tall figure turned into an afterimage and pounced fiercely at the middle-aged swordsman. 8\/2\/z\/w\./c\/o\/m
The middle-aged swordsman had already understood the trajectory of the demon wolf clearly with his insight skills. He slid to the left, just in time to avoid the attack, and thrust forward with the horizontal sword at his waist.
The crimson sword blade slashed across the flame wolf's thigh, creating a deep sword mark, but no bones were visible. The werewolf's defense was amazing. Even a swordsman who was good at breaking armor could only cut through flesh and blood.
The two sides passed by each other. The middle-aged swordsman glanced at the enemy standing at the edge of the ring and confirmed that it was not an illusion. He quickly turned around and slashed out a crimson sword energy.
The sword energy passed several meters away and hit the demon wolf who happened to turn around, leaving another deep sword mark.
The flame demon wolf roared angrily, its belly suddenly bulged, and it suddenly opened its mouth and spat out tongues of fire mixed with lava, instantly engulfing the middle-aged swordsman.
However, the next second the middle-aged swordsman appeared on the other side.
How could such a slow attack hit the swordsman. "
In the following time, the middle-aged swordsman moved around flexibly. Although he was passive at every turn, he spent most of the time dodging, and was no longer as strong as before.
However, the attacks of the Flame Demon Wolf always fail. The agility that the werewolf is proud of has no advantage in front of a swordsman who is good at close combat and has insight.
On the contrary, the middle-aged swordsman always stabbed and slashed with his sword while dodging, constantly increasing the wounds on the demon wolf.
Accumulate a little and make a little more to conquer this monster.
Zhao Feichen in the audience breathed a sigh of relief and took his female companion into his arms again while caressing the young girl's sexy and hot body while enjoying the battle on the stage.
Zhang Yuanqing watched for a long time, fully seeing the advantages and disadvantages of both sides.
It's not difficult to break through his defensive items with a werewolf's attack power, but you have to make him stop and use the defensive items. The werewolf is fast but it doesn't work. If you want to force him to use defensive items, I have to take action.
I first exchanged injuries to make him bleed, and then let the demon wolf cooperate with the attack to force him to use defensive items. After that, Zhang Yuanqing quickly formulated a plan to kill the enemy based on his own items and skills.
When he cleared his mind and kept his starry eyes open, he saw the middle-aged swordsman's eyes covered with blood.
It really worked! He was overjoyed that he not only had a method to defeat the enemy, but also verified his application of astrology.
Immediately, he used an illusion to leave a fake body in place and secretly used Night Travel to hide his figure.
The middle-aged swordsman who had been paying attention to him was immediately alert and used the iron will and insight to defeat the illusion.
The middle-aged swordsman immediately slashed an arc of sword energy behind him and swept across the entire scene, forcing the star officer to appear.
However, the sword energy rushed out of the ring and swept over the heads of everyone below, rushing out for dozens of meters before weakening and disappearing.
Didn't hit anything.
Almost in the next second, Zhang Yuanqing, wearing a pair of black running shoes without logo and wearing yellow facial makeup, appeared behind him and stabbed the middle-aged swordsman in the back with the short blade in his hand.
How could he dodge the sword energy so quickly? The middle-aged swordsman's pupils contracted violently.
Insight can predict the enemy's opportunities but cannot predict the invisible enemy.
In addition, the speed that this star officer explodes when he gets close is even comparable to the bewitching demon of the same level.
The middle-aged swordsman was unable to block, dodge, or counterattack, so he could only turn sideways in an instant to avoid the vital point in the back.
"puff!"
The short blade successfully penetrated the middle-aged swordsman's body.
The severe pain made the hairs on the middle-aged swordsman's body stand on end. With the help of his iron will, he quickly calmed down the pain and remained calm, intending to seize this rare opportunity to get up close and hit the star officer.
Show him how foolish it is to attack a swordsman at close range. "
But then he saw the demon wolf open its mouth and see flames gushing out from the depths of its throat.
In desperation, he could only grab a clay sculpture from the inventory to protect his body.
And Zhang Yuanqing's body turned into a dreamy star official and fled to avoid the tongue of fire. It didn't matter if he didn't hide. He had the Indomitable Breastplate guarding him and the flames of the demon wolf couldn't hurt him at all.
But he wanted to keep the blood on the blade.
The flames mixed with the molten magma devoured the middle-aged swordsman, and the scorching high temperature licked the light shield, burning the earth attribute energy until it was red and translucent. However, the five elements of fire and the earth attribute energy have extremely high flame resistance.
The werewolf's breath could only last for three seconds. The middle-aged swordsman who had seen this move did not panic and silently waited for the opportunity.
Three seconds passed quickly. He was about to put away the clay sculpture and fight back when he suddenly saw the star officer grabbing an ugly puppet from the inventory and smearing the blood on the blade with his fingertips on the puppet.
shouted:
"die!
Killing curse!
The middle-aged swordsman's eyes went dark, blood spilled out from his seven orifices, and his soul seemed to be torn into pieces.
He was seriously injured. Fortunately, the curse level was not high enough to kill him as a level 5 swordsman.
But this also made him dare not put away the clay sculpture and stop in place. He raised his heavy arm with difficulty and grabbed an ivy-woven coat from the inventory and slowly put it on his body.
A green halo covered him and quickly healed his injuries.
Seizing this opportunity, the flame demon wolf's sharp claws spread out and scratched the red and translucent light mask again and again. The earth attribute energy mask that had not yet cooled down became molten like red-hot glass under the high-frequency scratching.
Finally, with a heart-wrenching creaking sound, the mask shattered and the clay sculpture in the middle-aged swordsman's hand cracked. 8\/2\/z\/w\/.\/c\/o\/m
"puff!"
The werewolf's sharp claws scratched the middle-aged swordsman's chest and abdomen so hard that the skin was torn open.
"ah"
The middle-aged swordsman let out a heart-rending scream, his skin instantly turned red and his muscles spasmed.
Fire poison enters the body!
The body, which was not fully healed, was getting worse.
Possessing a passive iron will, he still did not let the pain erode his sanity. He quickly took out a black iron mask that looked like a devil, covered his face and blew hard.
In an instant, thick fog filled the entire arena and obscured the view.
|Mist Lord?
"I can't see him now, but I can guess that he wants to use the thick fog to delay the treatment of his injuries."
It seems that it is still unclear who will win this battle. Just now I thought that the star officer would definitely win. "
"Yes, that guy watched the whole first half of the game and almost ended the fight when he made a move. Is there such a talent in the Taiyi Sect?"
Among the people talking a lot, Zhao Feichen let out a breath of relief and relaxed his tense mind.
As we all know, among the major local professions, the only one who can restrain the Fog Lord is the Dominator-level Rain Master.
Any other profession is helpless in the face of dense fog.
Just as he thought this, he heard a scream of "woo" followed by a fierce wind blowing on the ring.
The thick fog, as thin as gauze and as thick as starch, was blown away by the strong wind.
The figures of two people and one wolf appeared on the stage again.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing the Windbreaker gloves, immediately swung two wind blades at the middle-aged man whose skin was red and bleeding, and whose aura was extremely weakened.
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At the same time, he ordered the demon wolf to prepare his fire breath.
"Dang! Dang!"
The middle-aged swordsman fought against the trapped beast and chopped the wind blade into pieces.
At this time, the flame demon wolf opened its mouth and mixed the molten flames to engulf the middle-aged man.
Three seconds later, the flames extinguished and only a charred corpse remained...
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