During this year, except for Yan Wubian, all the Flying Fish Clansmen died in the ring.

Although participating in this kind of life-and-death struggle, the organizers will arrange opponents of equal strength. However, this kind of battle is not child's play, it is too bloody, violent, and cruel, and the people of the comparison often end up in the end, and it is difficult to escape being killed by the rest.

For this point, Yan Wubian has really seen too much in this year. You must know that as the number of victories he has gradually increased, the strength of the people who have been arranged to fight against him is gradually strengthening.

If it weren't for the fact that he controlled his strength every time and only won by a narrow margin, he didn't know how strong his opponent would be now.

But even so, by this time, the comparators who arranged to fight him had already gone from being a stronger ordinary person to now reaching the level of an ethereal late-stage spirit master.

Of course, even though he couldn't use spiritual power, just relying on the strength of his physical body, he still had no problem dealing with these opponents whose strength was gradually increasing.

Although the opponent's strength is relatively weak, Yan Wubian is not completely without gains. You must know that his opponents are not only from the Three-Eyed Clan, but also from many different races, which also allows him to see a lot of strange martial arts and secret methods, which has broadened his horizons a lot.

In addition, the constant fighting has made him more proficient and comfortable in the control of his physical strength, and every time he exerts force and attacks, he can control the strength appropriately.

And Yan Wubian's performance naturally made him famous in the Colosseum, especially the Yan family, they didn't expect that a slave in their family who didn't seem to have any cultivation would have unimaginable physical strength.

While happily picking up the treasure, the Yan family was naturally extremely curious about the source of Yan's boundless power. However, Yan Wubian directly thought that he had accidentally eaten some kind of strange fruit when he was a child, and after sleeping for ten years, he woke up and had a huge power to directly push the past.

As for whether the Yan family believed his statement, Yan Wubian couldn't control it, at least the Yan family didn't ask him about it after that.

The current battle is Yan Wubian's fiftieth game in the Colosseum, and once he wins, he will reach a fifty-game winning streak.

In the Yan family, once a slave wins fifty consecutive victories in the Colosseum, he can remove the slave marks on his body, that is, the word "Yan" on the back of Yan Wubian's hand at the beginning, and become a real member of the Yan family.

Of course, Yan Wubian didn't pay attention to the slave mark on his body at all, the reason why he stayed in the Yan family all the time was that first, his status as a slave could hide his true origin, and second, if he could become a member of the Yan family, he would at least be able to borrow some information from the Yan family.

After all, in this year, he still hadn't figured out what the cyan aperture in his dantian was, and as one of the two major forces in Black Yao City, the Yan family might have collected some of the information he needed.

"Boy, I've been waiting for this competition, but I've been waiting for a long time, I haven't seen an opponent with such strong physical strength for a long time, and I'll let you know today that there is still a mountain high. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man opposite Yan Wubian had a bloodthirsty taste in his eyes, and when the words fell, a strong smell of blood also permeated from his body.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the silver horn above the middle-aged man's head blooming with silver light, and these silver lights were weird from top to bottom, and soon spread to the man's entire body, making him instantly become a silver man.

In addition, its entire body also suddenly doubled, and a powerful aura spread out.

"Kill!"

With a wild roar, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became hideous and cruel, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his body instantly turned into a silver light, carrying a whistling sound of breaking the sky, and ghostly appeared in front of Yan Wubian. Then he smiled lightly, and the sharp fingertips brought up a touch of silver light, which actually tore out traces of the space, and pointed at Yan Wubian's heart.

This finger was extremely vicious, obviously there was no hand, and in the audience, countless people couldn't help blurting out exclaims, and some people couldn't bear to look away.

"Give me death!"

The middle-aged man laughed fiercely, and above his fingers, the silver light became more and more brilliant, and the strong wind was enough to tear any block.

The finger wind swept by, as fast as lightning, and finally fell on Yan Wubian's chest.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a small voice suddenly sounded, and some of the eyes that had been staring at the ring suddenly shrank.

The middle-aged man's hideous face also changed drastically at this time, he looked at his palm in disbelief, and saw that Yan Wubian's palm at this moment, like a giant pincer, was tightly held on his wrist. It didn't seem to have any strength, but it made the man's palm unable to move an inch.

"How is that possible?"

In the audience, someone suddenly screamed in horror.

The middle-aged man's heart was shaken, and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and the latter at this time also raised his head slowly, and in those black eyes, at this time, there seemed to be a flash of lightning and thunder.

"Get out!"

The corners of Yan Wubian's mouth lifted slightly, and when a low and steady voice sounded, in the next moment, he slammed his whip leg and kicked the middle-aged man's chest fiercely with lightning speed.

"Bang!"

A low voice rang out, and the middle-aged man's body suddenly flew upside down like a cannonball, leaving a deep mark on the ground of the ring where his body passed.

There was silence in the audience.

Countless people opened their mouths wide and looked at this scene almost blankly, this kind of situation was something that no one expected.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged man stabilized his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were still a little dull looking at Yan Wubian, and after a while, he suddenly came to his senses, and roared in disbelief:

"Impossible? How can it be so strong?"

Yan Wubian raised his head, looked indifferently at the middle-aged man with red eyes, and then turned his gaze to an old man in white robe on the edge of the ring, and said:

"Isn't it time to announce the results? ”

However, at the moment when Yan Wubian's gaze shifted, a fierce color suddenly burst out in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and then he let out a low roar, and his whole body was full of silver light, which ejected from the ground, and once again turned into a silver ray and rushed towards Yan Wubian.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

As if he had expected this kind of thing to happen, Yan Wubian's eyes flashed with coldness, and he slapped it with his backhand.

"Bang!"

The palms of the two collided heavily, and then the middle-aged man spurted blood out of his mouth again, and before the middle-aged man's body fell, Yan Wubian had already disappeared in place, caught up with the middle-aged man, and slammed into the other party's head with a punch.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out again, and then, the middle-aged man's head exploded like a broken rotten watermelon, and his body immediately fell heavily on the ring.

"That's the end of it?"

There was silence in the room, because the scene was so amazing that they couldn't believe it.

No one would have thought that what was thought to be a fierce battle of equal strength turned out to be such a one-sided situation.

"Old Cao, is that person from our family? ”

At this time, in a certain wing room of the Colosseum, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man with a delicate face looked at Yan Wubian's figure in the ring with a surprised face, and suddenly asked.

The young man's words made a man in black next to him stunned slightly, and then he seemed to think of something, and said with a little surprise:

"Young Master, you don't want to take that person to the Wuji Sect with you, do you?"

"Those people in the family will only be sloppy and flattering, which is extremely annoying. Since the family is not worried that I will go to the Wuji Sect alone, if you want me to bring someone with me, so that I can take care of it, then take this person. ”

Nodding, the boy spoke.

"It's not impossible to take this person. This person only became a slave of our Yan family by accident, and he has no hatred with our Yan family, and he should not be unfavorable to you like the rest of the slaves. ”

After a moment of silence, the man in black said slowly.