There was chaos on the field because of the change in the rules, and everyone was desperate to greet their opponents with any indiscriminate tricks they despised, and the audience was stunned, and the roaring dogs were dumbfounded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Look at me tearing you!" a contestant still had red eyes, and two thumbs were clasped in one of the contestants' mouths, tearing hard.

The contestant who had his mouth torn was so painful that tears flowed out, but he still said vigorously: "Why are we in a group, why are you tearing me?"

The change in rules has even reduced the field with the game to the size of a dozen football fields, which is simply too small for hundreds of teams and thousands of people.

Ma Lao Er, seeing that the situation was not good, had to give up the idea of saving Lingfeng first, and escaped from this place of right and wrong.

Some of the players also began to gradually separate with this idea.

And Lingfeng, who was in the center, was stunned for a while when he saw the people around him who were constantly tearing, and then he was happy, this kind of thing was his strength, and what he was most afraid of was the kind of person who took him first, and he couldn't beat it, and he was still very breathless, but now he is like a fish in water.

I saw him grab the hair of a contestant who was tearing with others, and then hammered it hard with his other hand, and the person fell to the ground in an instant with blood spurting blood from his mouth and nose.

Lingfeng raised his leg again and stumbled, tripped a player who was performing a thousand-year kill next to him and fell to the ground, and the finger that was originally stabbing at someone else's chrysanthemum was directly clubbed to the ground, and the finger was instantly broken with a click, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the person was rolling on the ground in pain.

As soon as the people who were tearing around Lingfeng saw Lingfeng so violent, they immediately turned their targets very tacitly and rushed towards Lingfeng, and the stinky shoes and smelly socks for a thousand years followed.

Lingfeng goosebumps rose all over his body, if he was hit, he was afraid that he would not be killed, but disgusted, he casually lifted the guy who was rolling just now with one hand and blocked it in front of him.

The man was still rolling in pain because of a broken finger, and he didn't expect someone to lift him up, so he forgot about the pain and looked forward for a while.

What caught his eye was a pungent smell, and then these smells gradually approached, and slapped on his face one after another, the smell was like the deepest primitive smell under the Nine Shadows, which made people intoxicated and lost.

He rolled his eyes and fainted.

It is also a good thing for him to faint like this, so that at least he can avoid the pain of feeling a broken finger, which is equivalent to anesthetic in the mortal world.

After the blow of the other party's group of people, Ling Feng immediately put down the person who was used as a meat shield by himself, and rushed over in great strides, and then a sliding shovel slipped several people in front of him who also used thousand-year-old killing tricks one after another, making their fingers kiss the ground one by one, rolling in pain.

Lingfeng quickly got up after the sliding shovel and kicked back the stinky shoes and socks they threw out one by one, but the accuracy was a little poor, and the kick hit the face of a person who was rolling on the ground in pain.

The man inhaled hard because of the pain, and the smell intoxicated them, and their eyes rolled and they fainted.

There were poor and accurate heads, and some of the people who attacked Lingfeng blocked their attack.

Lingfeng smashed his fist on the nose of the nearest few people when he saw the opportunity, just like an old monk striking a bell, and the sound of the fist smashing out still had the rhythm of rock and roll electric music, which made people can't help but shake their legs.

Lingfeng fought for more than ten minutes, and the battle circle in the middle became his killing place, and Lingfeng's limelight was unmatched for a while.

The audience also attracted attention because of Lingfeng's unique fighting technique, in fact, this is the street fighting trick of the mortal world, but the immortals are self-conscious and disdain to fight with their bodies easily, so most of them are seeing each other for the first time and feel fresh.

On the contrary, a few of the Djinn Protoss of the First Academy watched the blood surging, and they were eager to rush in and fight together, they were particularly interested in this kind of fight.

However, the battle would not last long, most of the teams gradually withdrew from the central battle circle, and in the end, Lingfeng alone picked more than twenty teams, and the battle was over.

The smoke and dust of the battle circle in the center of the field gradually disappeared, and all the teams who withdrew from the battle circle also had a tacit understanding of a temporary truce, they wanted to see who was left in the most central battle circle.

"Look, there's only one person left in the smoke. A spectator in the audience shouted as he pointed to a figure looming in the smoke.

"It must be that Lingfeng, he was so brave just now. An audience member said.

Some viewers shook their heads: "Not necessarily, he was besieged by dozens of people just now, no matter how strong he is, he will die of exhaustion, I don't think it's him." ”

The teams in the playing field also looked intently at the only figure in the smoke, and some of their pupils constricted, considering the only person standing up in the smoke and dust as their biggest enemy.

Call...

A light breeze blew, blowing away the last of the smoke and dust, revealing the only one standing up.

This person is independent, his clothes are a little tattered, but he looks like a celestial man who can't help but have a sense of worship, and he won the melee of nearly 100 people.

The breeze gently stroked his hair, as if to praise the uncrowned king, and to bring him a crown worthy of a hundred.

"This is ... The audience was dumbfounded, and the whistling dogs were dumbfounded.

The only person standing looked around with a blank expression, and around him were nearly a hundred people moaning and screaming on the ground.

"Kill him!" all the teams waved their arms to condense the rune immortal arts, bombarding the dazed man.

Ma Lao Er and the three of them wanted to rush forward to help, but a hand on Ma Lao Er's shoulder stopped them.

This dazed person reacted quickly, and set up a defensive immortal technique to resist the attack, but there were too many people attacking, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he immediately shouted: "I abstain!"

A pillar of light with a diameter of more than twenty meters instantly enveloped the place, teleporting all the people who were beaten down from the ground out of this field.

"That doesn't seem to be Lingfeng. The whistling dog muttered from the stands.

In fact, Lingfeng had already escaped from the battle range when the central battle circle was about to end, and quietly returned to Ma Lao Er and them.

He knew that once the battle in the center was over, the remaining person would definitely become the target of everyone, although Lingfeng was not afraid of magic attacks, he also bothered others to play with him and Fei Fei harassed him.

So he came up with the idea of making one person a scapegoat, and then he got rid of everyone but that scapegoat.

The roaring dog was also happy to see the Lingfeng beside Ma Lao Er, and understood Lingfeng's thoughts, and most of the audience also came back to their senses and praised Lingfeng for her resourcefulness.

They had watched Lingfeng fight in the arena with their own eyes, but most of the teams that had left the battle circle in the arena didn't know who was the real king who survived the battle of nearly 100 people because the smoke and dust were too thick.