Chapter 139

"Hey, Kim, how's it going?" asked Modis with concern. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Nothing, a little injury. "Ah Jin sat in a very small room and rested.

Outside the door, Modis opened the door, squeezed into the room, sat next to Ah Jin, and looked at the injury for him: "Scabbed so quickly? ”

Ah Jin stared at his right hand and did not speak. Of course, he knew that he was an ordinary person, and his recovery power might be higher than that of ordinary people, but it was completely impossible for the scab to heal after only half a day, and he remembered the strange feeling when he looked at his bloody right hand at that time.

Seeing that Ah Jin didn't speak, Modis asked again: "Can you still compete next?" If not, I can use some means to get you out of the palace." It's really hard to mix here, it's dangerous, you think about it. ”

"Why go. "Ah Jin has not forgotten his duty, and it is not worth it if he leaves to fail the mission or put others in a desperate situation. Besides, his wounds have strangely healed, and now he can face the enemy in full swing, and there is no need to withdraw from the game.

"Is that okay? In that case, come with me. Modis stood up and walked out of the stuffy room at a faster pace.

Ah Jin glanced at his right hand, which was wrapped in gauze, and stood up to follow Modis.

This is the final round of competition, and the contestants who can perform at the banquet will be determined.

If you win, you live, and if you lose, you die.

This battle must have been the fiercest and most brutal before the banquet. It even attracted a lot of staff to watch the game. At the same time, the venue this time has also changed from an iron cage to a formal fighting arena, although the terrain is not too big, but compared to the iron cage, this time the venue will undoubtedly allow each fighter to spare no effort to attack.

There are currently eight people left.

Ah Jin and the stinky old man who bit his opponent to death in the last round were divided into a group for a duel.

Although the old man found out that he was going to duel with Ah Jin, he still had a relaxed face and seemed to be confident in himself.

As for Ah Jin, although he only saw the old man's attack method from the last round of battle, which was nothing more than sneak attack and bite, but looking at the old man's appearance now, there must be some kind of trick left.

This time, the Akina group was ranked last.

The first three rounds of the competition were unexpectedly exciting, and each player knew very well that he was one step away from crossing the threshold of death, so all kinds of methods were used in the battle, and scenes of miserable and disgusting battles were staged.

In order to climb to the top of the mountain and avoid the flood, everyone began to frantically kick the people around them from the middle of the mountain, just so that they could stand on the top of the narrow mountain and live. Modis watched the battle, accustomed to it, "No matter how strong you are, don't underestimate your opponent's will to die." ”

"I understand!" The last battle was a painful lesson, and Ah Jin's cruel blood at the moment was completely aroused.

The first three rounds were long, and everyone's vitality seemed to be infinitely improved.

After about half an hour, it was Ah Jin's turn and his group.

"Come on!" the old man gave Ah Jin a thumbs up as he entered.

Ah Jin glanced at him and walked into the venue first.

"Match--" referee Modis appeared on the viewing stand in front of the field, "Go!"

Ah Jin rushed straight to the old man, and it was still his usual tactic to finish off the opponent as quickly as possible.

The iron crutch was grasped in his hand, and the moment he came to the old man, the iron crutch was swung out fiercely. Ah Jin was confident that he would be killed with one blow.

"Whew!" Ah Jin's indifferent eyes flashed, and his iron crutch was actually dodged!

The old man dodged the deadly attack of the iron crutch with great speed, then rolled forward, and instantly came behind Ah Jin.

Ah Jin felt a chill behind him, he had already guessed that the old man was hiding his strength, but he didn't expect his speed to be so fast. As soon as the old man dodged his attack, he knew that the old man would go around his back and lash out at his unsuspecting back.

However, he had no time to defend.

He tensed his body, waiting for the old man to kick him away.

But it didn't! Something that worried him even more happened!

The old man grabbed him from behind, and although he was small, he was nimble. The old man held Ah Jin in place with both hands like pincers, and then opened his mouth......

Ah Jin was drenched in cold sweat, he remembered what the old man had done yesterday when he fought against the enemy, and suddenly understood. For an older player, his strength is bound to be greatly weakened, especially against a physically fit person, and it will be extremely difficult, so he locates his most advantageous and effective weapon in his mouth, that is, his teeth.

"Poof!" the old man's teeth had been deliberately ground by him, and they were very sharp, and they were easily inserted into Ah Jin's neck.

Ah Jin's neck hurt, and he fell forward and deliberately threw the old man out of front of him.

Although the old man was thrown out, he still landed firmly on the ground, and he spat out the blood in his mouth: "Your blood...... Why does it stink so much!"

Ah Jin clutched his bleeding neck and stepped back.

"Kim!" Modis couldn't help but roar outside the court.

Ah Jin felt his heart beating wildly, the blood in his body was circulating rapidly, his whole body was hot, and his mind was even a little unclear.

"What a weirdo, how could the blood of ordinary people taste like this. The old man wiped the blood from his mouth, he had been playing this trick for at least five years, and he couldn't count how many people he had killed in the past five years, so he inevitably sucked the blood of others. He had never tasted the foul-smelling blood in all these years.

Ah Jin shook his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up, but apparently to no avail.

"It's time for the game to end!" the old man pounced on Ah Jin, trying to finish off this strange opponent in one fell swoop.

Just as he came to Ah Jin's side, Ah Jin's hand fanned him, although he dodged in time, his chest was still cut by Ah Jin's sharp nails, and in an instant, blood flowed out through the old man's old clothes.

"Uh...... Belch...... Call...... ...... "Ah Jin's wheezing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes were staring directly at the old man's chest.

"Give me death!" Sensing that the situation was getting worse and worse, the old man, who was about to overrun his control, burst out, and pulled out the small dagger hidden in his sleeve and pointed it directly at Ah Jin.

Ah Jin, who was actually drooling, stretched his left hand wide, covered his mouth, and clenched his other hand into a fist, almost instinctively punching the old man's abdomen through!

Such a terrifying force that even Ah Jin himself was frightened.

All the spectators were silent, they had been holding their breath for the very short battle, and they were now.

The old man can't die anymore.

Ah Jin fell to his knees, and if he hadn't supported himself with his hands, he would probably have been lying down.

"Whew...... Call...... ...... "Ah Jin gasped frantically, as if he hadn't breathed for a long time.

"Goo...... Mutter...... ......He lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

It seems like...... Hungry......