"Everyone, now that you have got your number plate, you can start the competition. The rules of martial arts competition are very simple, single number and even number fight against each other, and the venue is the entire arena in front of you. A total of 3400 people signed up this time. We have also designated 340 areas in the whole site, with each unit of 10 people fighting in turn. "

Speaking of this, Che Jin stopped for a while and said with a smile: "of course, if someone thinks this method is too slow, they can choose a simpler one, that is, to go to the arena. As long as you stand on the challenge arena, anyone can fight, regardless of the number of people. As long as anyone can hold on to the challenge arena for ten minutes, we will only employ 99 of the rest. Is there anything else you don't understand? "

Che Jin's words rang through the audience, and all the people seemed to have known that it would be the result, so they were not surprised at this, and they all cried out to understand.

If Wang Chengyang's performance in the arena is really not a matter of praise.

This world is no better than the current earth. There is no statement of compulsory blood reduction here. As long as there is a huge gap between the two sides in terms of strength, it is a trivial thing to abuse a group of people by one person.

Cheng Yang believes that with his own strength, as long as he stands on the challenge arena, people here will never be able to beat themselves down.

However, he did not intend to do so, for one thing, he did not really want to work hard in the Mo Yun palace, and there was no need to win the favor of the other party. Second, their main purpose is to steal the heart of Titan in the palace, which requires that they try to keep a low profile, and it is best to hide in the crowd and no one can see it.

So Cheng Yang is very much with the current came to that piece of their own 82 site in front of.

When it comes to the end of the battle, the remaining two people will follow each other in a square meter field.

The first ones were 821 and 822. As soon as they were on the stage, one of the young people's expression was very strong, because he found that the other side had the strength of the third level later stage, but he himself was only the early stage of the third stage. If it was not because the other side did not hide his breath, he might not even see the strength of the other side.

"That's too bad." The man was sad. Although he was very confident in his own strength, he felt that it was not difficult for him to fight even if he crossed the ranks, but he was not so confident if he had to step two.

The performance of the middle-aged people in the later stage of the third grade is very insipid. Among the 3000 people, the majority of them are in the early stage of the third stage. It is not gratifying to meet such an opponent for the first time.

"The bondage of the wind!" The young man was actually a magician. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to him, he didn't care about the others. He was ready to kill the other party.

The middle-aged man did not see any panic. He did not know when a long bow appeared in his hand. At the moment, he saw an arrow shot out suddenly. In an instant, he collided with the other side's small hurricane formed by magic.

"Bang..." With a muffled sound, the arrows were shattered by the hurricane, and the hurricane disappeared.

"I surrender!" The young man was very single, and his most advantageous skills did not play a role, so he was easily dealt with by the other side. What would he do if he didn't admit defeat? Do you want to stay on the court and wait for abuse?

"Yield!" The middle-aged man didn't care much about himself. He took up his long bow and retreated. The young man also left bitterly. He did not stay in the palace for a long time, but went out directly.

Almost all the people in Chengyang's group looked at the middle-aged man who had just won. Most of them were afraid. The strength of the other side was not weak! Not only has the rank reached the late stage of the third level, but also the combat skills are very proficient. He is definitely not a person who has nothing to show.

Since then, the battle between the two groups is no longer as fast as that of the first group. Both sides have the same strength. After fighting for a long time, one side won the victory with a weak advantage.

In this world, there is no blood at all. The way to win is either to knock the opponent down, or to control the opponent directly. Otherwise, the battle will continue.

Then it was Cheng Yang's turn. He also learned from him and directly revealed his strength in the late third stage.

This situation made the opposite person stunned for a moment, because the other side is also a third-class early war personnel.

"I don't think it's worth comparing?" Cheng Yang is quite confident that he should also show enough confidence in the current situation.

Who knows that person unexpectedly a sneer, the way: "don't be happy too early, who wins who loses still may."

At the moment, he saw the man holding a magic wand, and after a brief dance, a huge grizzly bear appeared in front of him.

"The boundless magic bear is the strength of the third stage later stage. I hope you can communicate with it well. " This person's tone is not without complacency. As a Summoner at the beginning of the third level, he can summon the summoner with the strength in the later stage of the third level, which is worthy of praise.

Cheng Yang's mouth is tilted, with a smile in his eyes. This person should also belong to a special occupation. Of course, I don't know whether there is a special profession in the world, or only a special Summoner's secret method.But what about the most powerful Summoner? He is even more vulnerable than the priest without the protection of his summons.

Cheng Yang's thoughts move, and the demon moon sword appears in Cheng Yang's hand. Cheng Yang's feet suddenly step on it, shooting at the summoner like a wisp of green smoke.

"Stop him!" Summon the teacher to drink, the boundless demon bear roars, straight to Cheng Yang.

In fact, Cheng Yang is not afraid of the boundless magic bear. Even if it is a pure competition power, the boundless magic bear is far worse than him. However, Cheng Yang didn't intend to expose his strength, so he moved around the magic bear and handed the sword to the Summoner's neck from a mysterious angle.

If it's on earth, it's not frightening to be stabbed at the neck by a sword, because as long as the opponent's attack power can't kill him with one stroke, the sword will not have any threat. But if the opponent can kill himself with one sword, it doesn't matter whether the sword is aimed at his neck.

"Your Summoner is good, but your strength is far from good." Cheng Yang not without good intention reminds a way.

With a trace of hatred and anger in his eyes, the summoner said, "you just rely on your speed. This time, I will find you next time, even if you become a servant of the palace."

Maybe this guy came from a big family? It can't afford setbacks. He reminded the other party that he was ungrateful, but felt that he was laughing at him, which made Cheng Yang quite depressed.

As for the other side behind also ready to find their own trouble, Cheng Yang does not care. I can stay here for a few days. I can't even tell myself. Where will he come to find himself? This is totally impossible.

Cheng Yang's victory also brought shock to this group of people, especially the middle-aged archer who won easily at the beginning of the third stage, looked at Cheng Yang cautiously. In his opinion, perhaps only Cheng Yang could threaten his promotion.

At the same time, in the center of the performance arena, a fighter, a shield fighter in the late third stage, jumped onto the arena.

It has to be said that this way of entering the arena is to light the explosive barrel. As soon as the man rushes up, someone immediately jumps out and pours directly at the opponent.

"Get down to me!" The shield soldier yelled, and the huge shield in his hand directly hit the man who rushed up. Obviously, the man was also a fighter, but facing the shield that was directly in front of him, he was so powerless to lift up the interceptor's knife. He was directly knocked off the arena and didn't get up for a long time. When he got up, a servant of the palace came over and changed his iron card. The new iron card is different from the old one. After the iron card is replaced, the man can no longer play in the arena.

"What a powerful force!" Around some eager to try people were startled, the strength of the other side let them some heart.

A strange voice sounded: "let me try it!"

After that, a man flew in the air and swept directly to the challenge arena. Before his feet fell on the ring, a strong wave of magic had already come out of his palm, and then a huge fireball appeared out of thin air and took the shield soldier.

People can see clearly that the magician's strength has reached the third stage.

They are a little silly, this year the number of third level later masters is too much, right? In the past, it would have been nice to have 40 or 50 level 3 later level masters to participate. But this time, not only did there exist post-3-level players in each area, but even those who challenged the challenge arena were still in the late third stage. Moreover, most of these people were not ordinary third-order later stage masters, and they generally had red level strength, which was very amazing Yes.

The shield soldier put up his shield directly and hit the fireball. With a pop, the fireball was destroyed on the spot.

The fire magician seemed to have not seen it. A fireball came out and attacked the shield soldier's face. In a blink of an eye, another fireball followed and shot at the opponent's feet.

In terms of the size of the fireball, the other side is absolutely not easy to avoid.

However, the shield soldier dared to be the first to rush to the arena, but he was not an easy-going person. At the moment, he let out a big drink. The heavy shield was danced like a fan by him. He was stunned that he couldn't pour water into it.

Two fireballs were shot one after another, but the shield soldiers also knocked them out. Although he is very easy to fight, he can get three in a row or make his arm sour.

He also knew that if he went on like this, he would only be beaten passively, and immediately he would make a horizontal move to descend the mountain with a fierce tiger and go straight to the magician.

The magician was also an experienced person. Knowing that he could not be approached by the opponent, he immediately began to move quickly along the edge of the challenge arena.

His speed was slower than the shield soldier, but he kept shooting fireballs to interfere with each other. For a while, the other side could not catch up with him.