When the last people entered the main hall, the door to the main hall was slammed shut.

The spirit of the secret realm on the huge statue spoke: "There are 7 futons in front of you, corresponding to the combat power from the early stage of the E-rank to the peak of the C-rank, and everyone only has one chance. After success, the futon disappears, and all the losers are eliminated!"

Speaking of which, I saw the 7 futons 'whoosh', which became larger and lined up in a row, with a diameter of about 5 meters, which was just against the left and right sides of the main hall.

The old man in black and the other four forces also fell into a short silence, but the silence lasted less than half an hour, and the old man in black pointed to a dark man.

"Zhuang Tuohai, you go to the early C-level futon to have a look. ”

And the swarthy man named Zhuang Tuohai also nodded, carefully swept out, and landed on the third futon on the left.

As soon as he landed on the futon, he looked around nervously, but there was no trap as everyone imagined, and he passed unharmed for a while......

"Are you alright?"

Zhuang Tuohai was also stunned, and then explored in this huge futon. There was nothing unusual when he walked around, but when he stood in the center of the futon, the futon trembled slightly, and it turned out from the center that a soldier wearing a golden go spit out.

As soon as the soldiers came out, they heard the sound of conversation coming from under the futon.

"This soldier, if I'm not mistaken, should be the combat power of the early stage of the C-rank, and only has a sense of battle, but it is similar to the soldiers in the gladiatorial arena. ”

"That's not easy, these soldiers have amazing combat abilities, and they can't use their abilities in this secret realm, so it's hard to win. ”

"Indeed...... Besides, we are not people who refine the body......"

Hearing some shaking heads and sighing, many people looked at the lower strength futon on the right.

The little fat man was one of them, and he was the first to jump on the rightmost futon. This move made Jiang Hao look at him with admiration, because this futon was the weakest, and if someone else succeeded in defeating this weakest soldier, the little fat man might not even be qualified to advance. But he shot first to seize it, but he gave himself a chance, after all, the weakest can't beat it, how can he challenge other futons?

Jiang Hao was not in a hurry, everyone present, except for the old man in black who made him feel dangerous, the others should not be very outstanding.

Zhuang Tuohai's physical strength should be on par with Yuan Donghui, and at this moment, his gaze was locked on the soldiers in the early stage of the C-rank.

At this time, the soldier suddenly raised his palm, clenched his five fingers, and punched out in the direction where the former was!

This futon battlefield is not huge, and within 5 meters, blindly dodging can only put yourself in a disadvantage.

Rumble!

The fists of the soldiers actually ignited a red flame, roaring out, like a round of violent sun, roaring towards Zhuang Tuohai like thunder!

"What? This soldier can even unleash his abilities!"

"This kind of soldier is much stronger than the gladiatorial arena!"

Everyone in the audience exclaimed!

The eyes of the old man in black sank, and the leader of the four forces also showed a cold face.

A soldier who can cast abilities, this is ...... Do you want them to die?

I saw Zhuang Tuohai holding his head with his fists and retreating to defend, the soldiers were irritable, and the violent power contained in this punch might be able to beat Zhuang Tuohai to pieces!

But just when that frenzied force was about to smash on Zhuang Tuohai's body, there was suddenly an indescribable power, falling from the huge figure, which actually dissolved most of this irritable power, Zhuang Tuohai was punched out of the futon, rolled out, and there was no damage to his body.

"Spirits of the Realm?"

Everyone looked at it.

The phantom sat on top of the huge figure, and said slightly: "I will take action at the moment of life and death, and I will not let you suffer the risk of your life." ”

One of the leaders of the forces spoke, "Spirit of the Secret Realm, is this inappropriate?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's not fair that these soldiers can unleash abilities while ours are suppressed!"

The spirit of the secret realm sneered when he heard it.

"The secret realm that my master arranged was originally set up for physical cultivation, but who knew that after you people who majored in abilities discovered that blood energy could improve their abilities, they robbed many physical cultivators of the right to enter. ”

"This ......"

"Everyone, please. ”

After speaking, the spirit of the secret realm sat with his eyes closed and no longer spoke.

At this point, everyone's eyes were on these E-class and D-level soldiers in the ring on the right, after all, the soldiers with C-level abilities, the punch released, their bodies simply couldn't withstand it!

And the futon on the far right, the battle between the little fat man and the soldiers is also particularly fierce.

I saw that the early E-class soldier punched out, and the crimson fist intent was terrifying, and even the many D-class people present felt fear.

The crimson energy filled the little fat man's eyes, and the fierce fluctuations that swept over him also made his pupils constrict. However, at this critical juncture, he did not panic and took half a step suddenly.

With his arms crossed in front of him, he saw a dark yellow light pattern emerge on his arms.

"Rock Gauntlets!"

With Shi Jiang's loud shout, he saw that in front of his arm, light patterns were intertwined, and a thick layer of rock armor was attached to his arm, these armors were thick and heavy, as if they could resist the power of falling rocks.

The old man's eyes shrank: "This is the power of the formation, this kid seems to be a member of a big family." ”

A group of followers next to him asked, "What is the power of the formation pattern?"

"The formation pattern is the ability provided by the formation ability through skin carving, and the formation pattern like this carved on other people's body requires an A-level formation ability to use. However, this kind of formation pattern is a bit weak for high-level ability, and only the big family will worship this kind of formation ability and portray the formation pattern for the younger family members. ”

Rumble!

The crimson fist light collided heavily with the rock gauntlet, and between the surging and churning of the red light, the tortoise shell was cracked, and finally the little fat man struggled to support it for a few breaths, but it still burst open.

The remnants of the crimson fist light bombarded the little fat man's arms.

Bang!

His body shot backwards as if it had been struck, and his feet made a mark on the ground, filling the air with smoke and dust.

Countless eyes looked at it, and many people frowned, this E-level early stage soldier, with a punch with special abilities, was so powerful!

However, when the smoke and dust cleared, everyone found that the little fat man's body continued to show light lines, and there was a phantom shadow like Mount Tai above his head!

And the little fat man was unscathed!

"It's ...... Full-body formation!"

At this moment, Jiang Hao also understood, why the Shi family in Shiyan Town dared to throw this little fat man into the 'dark blood' secret realm alone, it turned out that this little fat man was full of treasures!

"The power of Tarzan!"

The little fat man raised his hands, only to see the phantom of Mount Tai suspended above his head roaring down, pouring into his body, and suddenly on the surface of his body, a piece of rock attached to the circulation, an astonishing momentum erupted.

Click!

The giant futon under the little fat man's feet quietly collapsed at this time, which shows how strong the strength is in his body. Jiang Hao also secretly felt that the combat power of the little fat man in this state was slightly stronger than his current physical strength!

It's really a pig and a tiger!

However, if it really fights, Jiang Hao will be able to defeat it, but he may have to pay some heavy price.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers is surging, it was born for fighting, the combat consciousness in the body is amazing, the first step, the sudden shot, almost in a flash, is behind the little fat man.

"Burning Palm!"

This is an ability that can only be comprehended by the D-rank of the fire type, and this E-class soldier actually has this kind of power!

The power of this palm is comparable to that of the C-level soldier who knocked Zhuang Tuohai away before!

"The power of Mount Tai, shattered mountains!"

The little fat man carried the increase of the power of Mount Tai, and slapped horizontally with one hand, extremely heavy, like a camel carrying a mountain, and then carried the strong force and the sharp fist roaring from behind, heavy and hard.

Boom!

A shock wave swept from under the feet of the two of them, and where the fluctuations passed, the futon was constantly torn apart by brutality.

The soldier's body trembled, obviously the little fat man's strength had hit it hard, but the soldier was like a fighting machine, regardless of the physical trauma, like a cheetah rushing out, a fist, a kick and an elbow were the most ferocious mist at this moment, and between the whistling, the sound of breaking the air sounded, like an abnormal storm, bombarding the little fat man.

He was about to be damaged, but he still exerted all the strength of his body to the extreme, and the strength of the soldiers was revealed at this moment!

Such a stormy offensive also made everyone's scalp tingle.

In the face of such a violent soldier, even the old man in black, Yu Guangang, changed color slightly, this kind of lifeless fighting style is terrifying.

"The power of Mount Tai, suppress!"

The little fat man was not afraid, he jumped, his counterattack was not so violent, but it seemed unpretentious, but it was often so unpretentious, but it contained unrivaled power.

He sat down hard!

With the power of Mount Tai, the constantly violent soldiers were pressed down.

Rumble!

The futon was hit by this kind of impact, and a thick puff of dust was splashed and spread.

"Who...... Win?"

Someone asked, and that's what everyone wanted to ask.

After the thick dust slowly dispersed, a round ball seemed to tremble in the futon, and then stood up, squeezing out a sincere smile on its bulging face.

"It should ...... It was I who won. ”