Overall, Charles is quite satisfied with the current situation.

After all, his previous remarks in the preparation room still had a slight effect, looking at him who looked a little out of place with a sword, and the rest of the contestants didn't say that they were side by side, and they probably fought in a proper manner.

Charles himself didn't want anyone to be afraid of his words and didn't dare to compete with him, after all, no one was really a coward in such a troubled world, at least everyone still had the basic blood to dare to face his hands. It was one thing that everyone was shocked by Charles's murderous aura before, but it was absolutely impossible to really tell them to give up just because of this.

So Charles was still in some extra care, and at least four of his men were watching him fiercely, looking for his weaknesses, eager to prove his strength by giving him a fatal blow if necessary.

Overall, however, Charles was able to cope with the situation at hand, and he was even able to find time to observe the other members of his team, who were relatively lackluster and decent. The only thing that made him a little uncalm was that the man named Dante was really brave and terrifying.

In less than five minutes after the start of the game, six men had already fallen from his side, and to put it bluntly, all those who dared to attack him were knocked to the ground. Dante held the huge two-handed sword in his hand, and the short distance of a few steps around him was like an impassable moat, forming a wide vacuum around him. The contestants are very tacitly bypassing him at the moment, and they are very wise not to be bored anymore. Similarly, Dante no longer actively attacks the other contestants.

"Dare to be distracted! Go to hell! ”

A slightly trembling roar rang in Charles' ears as the green-robed guy in the preparation room stabbed his wooden spear into Charles' neck.

Athletic tournaments are known as the safest martial arts tournaments, but in fact, every year people die due to one sudden or another situation, and if you really have to picket them one by one, there will be no one who will risk being caught in this event. Therefore, people also have a more tolerant attitude towards the occasional deaths and injuries in the athletic conference, and try to avoid deaths and injuries as much as possible, but if there are deaths and injuries, they can't blame others.

But Charles is not stupid, this man just wants his own life at the moment! Although in many cases the wooden weapons in athletic tournaments are far less lethal than real weapons, it is still easy to make a hole in a person's neck if they are a weapon such as a spear and tries their best to attack the most vulnerable neck.

Charles had seen many outlaws along the way, and the man's red eyes at the moment told him completely that he wanted to die himself.

Charles quickly dodged to the left to dodge the deadly attack, and before he could get angry, another big man from the green team next to him slammed his spear into the back of Charles's head like a wooden stick, and the man's strength was so great that he directly knocked the hard spear in half!

Charles naturally didn't know this at this time, he could only feel a pain in his head, and then the whole world was quiet in an instant, he could no longer hear the sounds around him, he could no longer feel the surroundings, in this endless darkness, only the buzzing sound that was higher than the same constantly ringing in his ears.

Suddenly, faintly, he seemed to hear a roar, which slammed into his heart like a hammer, and he somehow saw himself in that thick darkness!

The one he saw was pale, his eyes were full of an indescribable emotion, he didn't know why he saw this at such a time, the only thing he wanted now was to wake up quickly.

At this moment, the "self" in the darkness spoke: "It seems that you think you can, huh?" Don't be so careless next time, it's all a lesson! ”

Charles habitually wanted to frown, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't do that at this point, and he couldn't even say what he wanted to say

"Am I such a nuisance? A swaggering, self-righteous, domineering ghost? Wow, what the hell! ”

Although he couldn't speak at all at this time, the "self" in the darkness obviously knew what was going on in his heart, and the pale "Charles" narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Since you don't like me so much, then go and change yourself!" Remember, you are who you are, and I am who you are! ”

Charles was very dissatisfied with "himself" attitude towards himself, and he thought in his mind with a little annoyance: "Then you should let me out!" ”

With a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, the pale Charles seemed to say with extreme disdain: "That's right, you can get out quickly, but don't run in like a dead dog this time!" ”

Then, the light reappeared before his eyes.

Again, the man slammed the spear on his head, the broken half of the spear didn't even have time to fall to the ground, and what Charles had just seen was like a dream, vague and untouchable.

Charles shook his head violently, expelling the dizziness from his skull, and then without hesitation, he reflexively kicked the man who attacked him in the crotch of the green team, turning the man into a curled prawn.

The man who wanted to kill Charles before was obviously frightened, he never imagined that Charles would be able to stand and fight back after receiving such a heavy blow, the shock that Charles had brought them in the preparation room before was infinitely magnified in his mind at this moment, he screamed strangely, threw down the weapon in his hand and fled towards the sidelines.

Charles didn't chase him either, just stared coldly at his back and disappeared to the edge of the stands, then spat hard into the ground. He knew that even if he didn't kill him, this man would have been destroyed by himself.

He turned around and saw a big man with a black face in the stands shouting at him, and then he heard another rush of wind in the back of his head.

Oh, my God! Again!