Twenty people were quickly selected by the, and Zhao Hao and Yang Liugui were among them.

Twenty teenagers draw lots one by one to decide which opponents they will fight with.

The big war is imminent.

However, the battle was not as colorful and gorgeous as imagined, it was more bloody and violent to the flesh, which was the most brutal physical combat between cultivators in the body refining realm quenching stage.

But it was this simple battle of physical strength that focused the eyes of everyone in the field.

"Poof......

One teenager actually used brute force to tear off another teenager's arm, and blood suddenly gushed like a pillar, splashing the boy's face.

His slightly immature face seemed to be very intoxicated, sticking out his tongue and licking only the blood stained on his face, his expression was bloodthirsty and evil, and it made people feel cold all over his body.

This beast-like fight ignited the enthusiasm of the audience even more, and there was a lot of applause below.

"The group emotionally treated us like caged beasts. Zhao Hao thought a little unhappily.

"Idiot, what are you stunned about?, are you stupid scared?" Just when Zhao Hao was stunned, the voice of the nigger sounded beside him, the voice was like a ghost, and the murderous machine was awe-inspiring.

"Forehead ......" Zhao Hao was stunned, for some reason, he didn't hear the referee's shout in a daze.

"No. 1, it's your turn to play, your opponent is someone from Golden Toad Valley!" Yang Liugui reminded him by tugging at his clothes on the side.

"If you're really stupid, you'll only be sent to death if you go up, and I'd kill you here, lest you go up and embarrass me!" the said indifferently.

The eyes were like knives, and the killing intent splashed everywhere, and the people in the Valley of Death were almost dismantled by the people in the Valley of Fire just now, shocking the four seats, and the was in a very bad mood at this time.

Zhao Hao turned to look at him expressionlessly, and said unhappily: "What is the comparison, I am the number one here, the first strongest, do you think Lao Tzu will lose?"

After speaking, without looking at the's face, he resolutely turned around and walked towards the arena, his eyes were resolute, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

No need to talk nonsense, kill!

Since he participated in this death trial, he had no choice but to fight his way out.

The opponent standing opposite him was a tall and thin young man from Golden Toad Valley, his eyes were cold and extremely vicious.

"You'll be torn to pieces by me!" the tall and thin boy sneered as he glanced at him with contempt.

The thickness of his two green muscles was kneading casually at the moment, and he knew very well how powerful these hands were, and in his eyes, the thin young man in front of him was like a cow and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

It was the first time for Zhao Hao to participate in this kind of martial arts competition, and he was really nervous for a while, he looked around, and many people were watching the battle, which made him even more cramped, and he looked like he was really scared.

"Let's go!"

The referee gave an order, and the tall and thin young man instantly turned into a black shadow, and attacked Zhao Hao at a very fast speed.

He turned his right hand into a palm and slashed at Zhao Hao's neck, obviously he was not ready to keep his hand, he was ready to kill with one blow.

He has too much confidence in his right hand.

Zhao Hao didn't seem to notice that the enemy had attacked, but he still maintained a cramped and uneasy appearance, and he was on the spot for a while, and there was no counterattack or dodge.

Why didn't he move? Was he stupid?

That's what everybody thinks.

They seemed to have seen that the next moment the black thin boy's palm would cut off the neck of the frightened young man.

Even the shook his head with a wry smile.

He only knew that Zhao Hao was extremely powerful and cultivated extremely fast, but he didn't expect that he was such a waste, and he was stupid at such a time.

The black thin boy's thick palm, which was completely disproportionate to his body, was soon close to Zhao Hao's neck, and at this time, a cruel smile appeared on the black thin boy's face.

He knew that in the next second, this living teenager would become a cold corpse.

However!

In Zhao Hao's opinion, this black and thin boy is too weak, and that palm is so weak.

This kind of speed is also called fast?

It's too slow! It's too slow!

Zhao Hao didn't dodge, and he didn't parry.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard.

In the eyes of everyone, the black and thin boy was like a puppet, falling into the distance in a parabola after being hit by a huge force.

A slap, this is the power of a slap.

Zhao Hao only slapped the thin boy when he approached him, but the force of this slap was so big that it directly whipped the person into the air, with a mouth full of teeth, and slammed his face to the ground fiercely.

No one saw how Zhao Hao made a move, because none of them expected it to be such an ending.

The person who thought he was going to die, but like a leisurely walk, he slapped his opponent away very casually, like swatting away a fly.

This hand shook everyone, including the valley of death and the big names of the valleys.

Although there is no flashiness at all, it is as simple as waving your hand casually.

Being able to do it so easily and casually shows how terrifying this young man's physical strength is.

Zhao Hao frowned slightly when he saw that the enemy was being sucked away, and shook his hand, as if he slapped this slap, making his hand feel a little pain.

"This b is for you. Yang Liugui rolled his eyes beside him and said.

"Boss, you're handsome!" Jiang Tiangu kept screaming.

In order to verify the destructiveness of his strength, Zhao Hao used eighty percent of his physical strength this time.

It's just a slap in the face, and the dispersion of power is not enough to be fatal, it only shatters the boy's mouth full of teeth and deforms the other party's face, but the power is already very terrifying.

He slowly walked over to the fallen boy and stopped in front of him.

The casualness and ruthlessness of the young man are long gone, and his face is full of horror and incredulity.

When the sharp pain of his mouth full of big teeth came like a tidal wave, he realized what kind of freak he had encountered.

Zhao Hao looked at the black thin boy who fell to the ground expressionlessly, how could he still be cramped and nervous.

As long as he stepped on it, he could completely solve the teenager in front of him, and he could complete the task and take a break.

Deathmatch is not allowed to surrender, only kill the opponent or jump off the ring after twenty minutes, otherwise as long as you are alive as long as you are still in the ring, then, do not die!

But at this moment, Zhao Hao was a little hesitant.

He still couldn't completely kill a person who was powerless and no longer had the slightest threat to him, they didn't have the slightest hatred, but because they were also killers who were trained by the organization, he was actually resentful in his heart: Why is it just a competition, and he has to kill people?

Although he had always thought that everyone in the Land of Trials was NPCs created by his father, all phantoms, and all fakes, but over the past year, he had almost integrated himself into this world, and it was difficult for him to kill a fellow human being who posed no threat to him.

"Idiot, what are you hesitating about, kill him!" The nigger saw Zhao Hao hesitating at this time, and roared angrily in the audience.

When Zhao Hao heard this, he was bored for no reason, and turned his head to the and shouted impatiently: "Ghost howling NM!"

At this moment of distraction, the thin black boy who fell to the ground seemed to seize the opportunity.

He was no longer unbearable, and a deep cruelty hung on his face again.

The two fingers of his thick right hand were put together, as if they had turned into a sharp spear, and stabbed straight into Zhao Hao's throat, ruthless and fast! This is a kind of martial art, and it is difficult to be sharp.

If he is stabbed, he will definitely be stabbed out of a blood hole, there is no doubt that Zhao Hao can hardly dodge effectively at this extremely close range.

The thin black boy seemed to have seen the scene of Zhao Hao's throat being pierced and dying tragically, and he even had a smile of victory on his face.

"I will tell you with facts that in this world, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. However, after you go to hell, you can realize it on your own!" the boy sneered inwardly.

Everyone in the audience shook their heads.

This young man is too sluggish, he has brute strength, not only is he indecisive and merciful, but he is also slow and dull, stupid as a pig, and it is taboo to be distracted on the battlefield, and it is not a pity for this kind of person to die.

But the facts once again blinded the eyes of everyone present.

The black thin boy's fingers were less than an inch away from Zhao Hao's throat, and they were tightly grasped by a pair of hands as white and smooth as jade, and he could no longer stretch an inch forward.

The black and thin boy was stunned and his face was already full of fear, what is the origin of this young man? This kind of reaction power, and this power?

Soon, he saw Zhao Hao's true strength.

Zhao Hao, who was holding the right hand of the thin black boy tightly, his eyes were no longer hesitant, but were replaced by boundless indifference, as if he was looking at a dead person.

I saw that he grabbed the black thin boy's right hand with his backhand, and slammed it hard, and actually slammed it over Zhao Hao's head from this side to the ground on the other side.

"Bang!", the ground was dusty, and the loud noise shook the eardrums.

The thin black boy landed on his head and made the most intimate contact with the ground.

Its head was like a broken watermelon that had fallen to the ground, red and white, and it was already dead and could not die again.

Kill vigorously and kill with one blow.

Zhao Hao glanced at the dead young man's corpse lightly, no longer splashed ripples in his heart, and slowly walked to the field.

Everyone watched this repeated turn, and the shock in their hearts was almost indescribable.

One by one dumbfounded.

It's a slap in the face.

Slap everyone in the face.

The fight lasted a whole day.

In one day, there were many casualties in the five major valleys, and those who were alive were undoubtedly the lucky ones, and this martial arts competition was too cruel, and the participants were either killed or injured, and even died together.

And the fight continues, and it is still escalating......

"Does no one dare to come up?"

The one who was present was a stout teenager from the Valley of Fire.

He had already torn the three teenagers alive with brute force, and after drawing lots to face each other one by one, he was instructed by the big man in the valley to provoke all the teenagers in the five valleys here.

"This young man is an immortal talent in the Valley of Fire, and his brute strength is at least close to a thousand catties at a young age, it's terrifying!" someone in the audience exclaimed.

"Yes, three teenagers have been torn apart in just a short time, I'm afraid that none of the young disciples of the Five Great Valleys this generation can come out of it, brute force reaches the sky, over time, if you succeed in cultivating illusions, you will definitely become a powerful party. Someone else was amazed.

"I'm afraid only that perverted boy in the Valley of Death can fight against him. ”

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