Chapter 3028： Doubt, wait!

"Kill, kill him!"

"Hurry up and grab the center area and kill all the enemies!"

"Waste, if you rub it down again, I will lose all my money ..."

In the auditorium of the arena, shouting and cursing sounds continued, and the excitement and dissatisfaction of the heart was vented wildly.

They all have their own biased side, and naturally the side that wants to bet wins, and the other side is killed without leaving a piece.

It's just that the battlefield is unpredictable, even if they previously judged which group has a higher chance of winning based on the duel information, but still can't guarantee a stable victory.

Tang Zhen at this moment is a variable in the duel field, which makes those crazy bettors tremble.

There are still many viewers who have high hopes for Tang Zhen, as long as he can win, he will be able to make his own bonus.

They shouted loudly, cheering for Tang Zhen, no matter whether they could hear it or not.

In the center of the duel field, facing the five enemies rushing towards him, Tang Zhen still didn't change his face.

This is not a world of purple light, and the rune circle on the arena can't suppress him at all.

But Tang Zhen obeyed the rules, not using the means belonging to the gods, but pure physical strength.

The purpose of this is not to play with the aborigines, but to lure the enemy to take the bait.

Just because Tang Zhen realized that the mad monk was probably tempting himself deliberately.

In fact, the other party knew long ago that Tang Zhen would track his debts, so he came to count.

If this is the case, Tang Zhen will follow him all the way, and he will inevitably fall into the trap set by the other party.

In the face of god-level monks, Tang Zhen will never be taken lightly, because every **** has a means to suppress the bottom of the box.

If the trap set by the other party, like the world of purple light, it is very likely to cause serious damage to Tang Zhen.

Having just gone through a nine-death adventure, Tang Zhen couldn't make the same mistake again, so he stopped tracking decisively.

If the mad monk sets a trap, he will surely observe himself secretly and try to introduce himself into it.

If you find yourself stopping tracking, the other party will jump out and provide new tracking clues.

If not, it proves that Tang Zhen was wrong in his judgment, and he can still follow the original method.

At most, it takes more time to reduce the chance of success, but it can avoid potential dangers.

What Tang Zhen wants to do is to make his name in this death arena so that the residents of the whole city know themselves.

Crazy monks want to find themselves, they can do it easily.

Without the use of gods, the main reason is to avoid grass and snakes, and then the second is to worry that there will be gods of the same level in this city.

If it is outside, Tang Zhen will certainly not be so cautious, but in the spirit world, he must be more careful.

Just because of the lying tigers and hidden dragons in the spirit world, there are outside gods entering, and there are also many local gods.

These indigenous gods are all cultivated by the aborigines with immortal bodies. For some special reasons, they can only be regarded as false gods.

Although it is not a real god, its strength is not weak, and it still has a quantitative advantage.

The object that Tang Zhen does not want to provoke most is these indigenous gods. Once the group of the other party is besieged, his situation will become very dangerous.

If it provokes a truly powerful existence, such as the owner of the Spirit World, it might be difficult to fly by the wings.

Fortunately, these indigenous gods rarely deal with foreign monks, and they don't provoke each other.

Tang Zhen had previously worried that the enemy would use local gods to secretly calculate himself.

Especially when he found out that the mad monk's travel route was strange, even after entering the super giant city, he became more vigilant.

"Be careful!"

There were shouts in my ears, and countless thoughts directly disappeared.

Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes, looked at the enemy who had rushed over, and raised the bronze dagger again.

"Go to hell!"

The fighting sound in the ear disappeared instantly, and at this moment, the whole world was left with only myself and the enemy.

At this moment, Tang Zhen only exerted pure physical strength, but the speed was still extremely fast.

The bronze dagger raised a ray of cold awn, dragging the bright brilliance, and swept across the closest duel.

A painful expression flashed across the other's greasy face, and those round eyes had lost their brilliance in an instant.

Bronze dagger sharpened by flesh and blood, radiating a simple light, and the murderousness that has been sealed for many years is released again.

Under the swing of Tang Zhen, the bronze short sword cut the body of the second duel, completely cutting off the enemy's vitality.

Then came third, fourth, and last enemy.

When the bronze short sword pierced the body of the fifth duel, Tang Zhen, which was lightning fast, finally stopped.

"Uh……"

The duel stared at Tang Zhen, his eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but he ushered in a bronze short sword that passed his throat.

"boom!"

At this moment, the disappearing voice reappeared, but it was still fighting and howling.

But at the next moment, it became silent again.

The duels around were shocked by the scene before them, and they seemed unable to believe their eyes.

The five duelists who besieged Tang Zhen fell to the ground one after another, all of which were critically hit.

Through the heart, broken throat, through the brain ...

It was too slow to blink, and five powerful enemies were ended by Tang Zhen in different ways.

Seeing this scene, the duelists suddenly felt a shudder, and they seemed to understand what real death competition is.

It's not that you stared at the eyes and waved your knife to chop me, but it was impossible to predict how the next moment you would be terminated.

Although not worried about death, the fear and despair brought about by death still frightened the duelists.

Looking at Tang Zhen, who slowly pulled out the bronze short sword and let the body fall to the ground, the duels suddenly became unsure.

If you play against him, you should be killed by one blow?

In the mind of the duel, such thoughts came up, and those duel in the hostile camp evaded subconsciously.

This behavior is a bit shameful, but if it is not necessary, who would be willing to die?

The duels who participated in the death race have put a heavy bet on themselves, that is, they can stick to the end alive.

If Tang Zhen killed him, he would lose all his money, which is really not worth it.

As the five enemy duels were beheaded, there was no space around Tang Zhen, and no enemy duels dared to approach.

The duels in the same camp were extremely excited and roared and attacked the enemy.

Tang Zhen killed five generals of the enemy in one move, which was a fatal blow to the enemy.

In this excellent situation, if you can't win, you can only prove that they are a group of waste.

As for the portable bronze dagger, Tang Zhen, still standing still, has become the most special presence on the duel field.

He stood on the spot, but no one duel dared to come close, as if he was surrounded by an absolute restricted area.

However, the shrinking decisive battle circle forced the enemy's duel to move towards Tang Zhen's position.

Finally, there are still unbelieving enemies, unable to bear this uncomfortable atmosphere, roaring and attacking Tang Zhen.

Then the red awn flashed, and the charged enemy fell to the ground, twitching and disappearing.

Looking at the blood-stained bronze short sword, the enemy fell silent, confirming that the five kills of the sword were not an illusion.

But at this moment, they had no choice, because the decisive battle circle became smaller and smaller.

Without a choice, you can only fight a fight to try to reverse the situation.

But everyone knows that there is Tang Zhen here, and there is very little chance of winning.

The broken limbs flew with their arms broken, the fighting roar continued, and finally became silent.

The winning duelists stood in the middle of a pile of corpses and chanted to celebrate the victory.

Only Tang Zhen remained silent, standing in the middle of the cheering duel, as if all this had nothing to do with himself.