After the passage appeared, behind Anson, the door representing the exit appeared, but the door representing the next level did not appear.

Anson thought for a moment, put on his clothes, and walked towards the passage, and after entering the passage, Anson felt a noticeable change in the air in the passage.

The air was cold and damp, and at the end of the passage, there was a door that led to the next trial.

When Anson entered the door, he came to a huge underground cavern, and in front of him was a huge lake, and Anson frowned as he looked at the lake, because the blue water of the lake was wriggling like slime.

This fourth trial was different from the previous one, after Anson entered, the door behind him did not disappear, and Anson looked across the lake, and could vaguely see a door.

"It seems that this level is very simple, as long as you pass it, you can pass it. ”

Anson walked to the lake, very reluctantly squatted down and touched the sticky lake with his hand, as soon as Anson touched the lake, his face changed instantly, a cold and piercing breath, so that Anson's fingers touching the lake water were instantly numb, he immediately took his hand back, and took a step back.

"This Nima is too cold, [Flying] and [Hovering] can't be used, if you swim over, it won't freeze me to death. ”

Anson looked at the lake and complained with an ugly face, then he looked around and saw that there was no other way but to swim over.

"Let's swim, let's get out. ”

"[Extreme Cold Resistance]"

"Cloak of Flames"

When he was ready, Anson put his hand into the water again, and although Anson felt that the water was still cold, it was acceptable, but this time Anson found another thing.

"Can this still be called water?"

Anson held a handful of lake water in his hand, and the feeling of the lake in his hand was very heavy, and the handful of water in Anson's hand alone weighed no less than Anson's own weight.

"This level looks pretty simple, but this water is too weird. ”

Anson looked helpless, and no matter how much he complained, he finally plunged into the lake and swam towards the opposite shore.

"I'm rubbing, it's good Nima is cold, it's really disgusting to be slimy. ”

Anson complained in the lake as he swam as hard as he could, and although the liquid in the lake was heavy, the buoyancy was no different from that of ordinary water.

The only difference is that when you are in the lake, the pressure on your body is far greater than that in ordinary water, and the strength required to swim each time is far from being comparable to ordinary swimming.

"[Concentration of Strength]"

"[Gas]"

"[Muscle Strengthening]"

"[Waist Strengthening]"

"[Foot Strengthening]"

Anson, who was under pressure in the lake, immediately put a few more buffs on himself, and even so, he still had a hard time walking in this special lake.

"This first generation of elf kings is definitely a dead pervert, otherwise how could he have thought of such a perverted test, if it were someone else, he would not be crushed to death by this broken water. ”

Anson cursed incessantly in the lake, cursing and scolding him and suddenly stopped.

"MMP, this water should be the same as Shifang, it varies from person to person. ”

Thinking of this, Anson kept cursing the first elf king, but as time passed little by little, Anson stopped cursing, because he was so tired that he couldn't scold at all.

Syllable.

Anson's trembling hands finally touched the land, and he used all his strength to finally climb ashore, only to see Anson's face was pale at this time, his lips were blue, and his whole body shrank on the shore tremblingly.

“m... mmp。 ”

Anson cursed, then took some flammable items from his inventory and threw them beside him.

Fireball

Anson lit the prop on fire, then took out several pieces of leather armor and placed them on his body, and it wasn't until a few hours later that Anson returned to normal.

Anson stood up and looked at the lake, shivering with palpitations, and then entered the door that led to the next level.

"Oh~. ”

As soon as Anson entered, his vision was obscured by the harsh sunlight, and cheers rang out all around him.

When Anson adjusted to the sun, Anson found himself in a huge gladiatorial arena, and the seats in the gladiatorial arena were full of people, and everyone seemed very excited.

On the ground in front of Anson, several weapons and shields were placed on the ground, and Anson understood his current situation when he saw it, and he stepped forward to pick up a one-handed sword and a round shield.

"Oh~. ”

When Anson picked up his weapon, the audience in the arena cheered wildly again, and the floodgates opposite Anson opened.

I saw a three-meter-tall sub-man with knotted muscles all over his body, who looked like a bear, and the sub-man walked out, the sub-man was naked, and there were many scars on his body and face.

The Naya seemed very calm, but Anson felt a deep battle intent in the eyes of the Naya.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

At this moment, a voice sounded, Anson followed the sound and looked over, only to see a handsome elf dressed in white with an elegant temperament, standing on the hosting stage, looking at Anson with a playful look in his eyes.

Anson was puzzled by the elf's playful eyes, according to Anson's conjecture, this should be an illusion similar to the first trial, but here you have to defeat the opponent to break the level.

But the elf on the stage looked at him with extremely strong personal feelings, which was not like what a simple fantasy character should look like.

Moreover, this elf gave Anson a strange feeling, and the last time Anson had this feeling was when he met Natrato.

"Today, this arena welcomes a guest from afar, this guest has the strength far beyond the brave, and this guest really came from afar, because this guest is the legendary time-traveler, and his name is, Anson Thomas. ”

"Oh~. ”

Hearing the elf's introduction, the gladiatorial arena instantly boiled, but Anson's brows furrowed tightly.

When he heard the elf's introduction to him, Anson understood why he had that weird feeling, because this elf was the same as Natrato at that time, and the elf in front of him was the first elf king Ann Igura.

"For the dead people in Mao's world, they are all so good, I don't know how many years since they died, and they all like to leave some of their own shadows. ”

Thinking of this, Anson couldn't help but smile, and he suddenly thought that if he couldn't go back, then he should also do something before he died.

"And we have prepared the most grand welcome for this guest in this gladiatorial arena, that is, the trump card in this gladiatorial arena, Shangrimd. ”

"Oh~. ”

"The rules of this gladiatorial arena are simple, the use of magic is prohibited, and the use of any skill is prohibited, pure sword fighting until either side cannot fight. ”

When he said this, Anson was startled, because as An's Igula spoke, two chain-like things appeared on Anson's MP strip, and then a small lock appeared to lock the chain.

"Then then, the battle begins. ”

As soon as Anigula finished speaking, Sangrimd drew the Beast Tooth Sword that he wore behind his waist, but the Beast Tooth Sword was in his hand like a one-handed sword.

Anson reacted a little slowly, he put his shield in front of him in a defensive stance, and at this time Sangrimd had already rushed in front of Anson, only to see Sangrimd swing his sword and sweep heavily on Anson's shield.

Anson felt as if he had been hit by a cannonball, and then he flew out as if he were flying backwards.

Bang.

Anson, who flew out after the image, hit the wall of the gladiatorial arena directly, only to see that the wall was directly dented by Anson.

Anson's throat was sweet, and a trace of blood flowed directly down the corner of his mouth, and Anson didn't have time to adjust, because at this time, Sangrimd had already rushed over again.

Seeing this, Anson hurriedly rolled to the side, only to hear a thud, and Sangrimd slashed his sword at the depression that Anson had just knocked out.

"Oh~. ”

Anson, who dodged the blow, hurried away from Sangrimund, but Sangrimd did not pursue this time, but slowly drew the beast's tooth greatsword that had been slashed into the wall.

After moving away from Sangrimd, Anson looked at him vigilantly, at this time Anson only felt a strong pain in his left arm, he looked at the left arm with his spare eyes, at this time it was completely swollen, and the round shield was basically destroyed.

Looking at the guarded Anson, Sangrimd walked towards him step by step, his eyes full of disappointment.

Feeling the disappointed look in Sangrimd's eyes, Anson couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

"If it weren't for Lao Tzu's inability to use his skills, he would have blasted you into slag in minutes. ”

Hearing Anson's words, Sangrimd smiled disdainfully, while An Igula on the stage laughed directly.

"Little ghost, if you can use your skills, you're dead now. ”

Hearing Ann Igura's sneer, Anson didn't refute it, because from the contact just now, Anson could feel that there was a hierarchical suppression between him and Sangrimund.

At present, Anson's strength and defense are close to seven hundred, not counting equipment, but under the attack of Sangrimud, his defense is like paper paste.

According to Anson's calculations, the level of Sangrimd should be almost the same as that of Ilyian, and Sangrimd's control of power is far more than Anson's I don't know much.

Although it is relatively fair for the two of them to not be able to use skills.

But Anson believed that even if Sangrimd could use more advanced skills than his own, Anson would be able to fight him.

While Anson was still thinking, Sangrimd had already rushed towards Anson again, and Anson once again assumed a defensive posture when he saw this.

Rushing over, Sangrimd slashed his sword high this time, and just as Sangrimd's sword was about to slash at Anson's broken round shield, Anson suddenly stepped forward.

I saw that Anson put the sword diagonally on his shoulder, and his body slightly turned to meet the sword of Sangrimd, and when Sangrimd's sword was cut down, the sword momentum was directly unloaded by Anson, and a sword was directly slashed on the ground.

In this regard, Sangrimd and Ann Igula were both stunned, and at this moment Sangrimd was stunned.

Anson endured the sharp pain in his shoulder, and swung his sword downward, slashing at Sangrimd's leg.

After a sword, Anson's sword momentum did not stop, he turned around, and a sword swept across Sangrimd's waist, and then Anson jumped up, and another sword slashed directly at Sangrimd's back.

PS: Juggernaut: Limited title is a title that can only be obtained after winning the first place in the swordsmanship competitions of various countries, and the only title inherent in the skill [Honor].