The time to prepare for the battle passed quickly, and the time came to the day of Dabi, after Mu Yi completed the training, accompanied by his teammates, he walked to the training ground of Tianmen City, and a group of five people wore masks of different colors (masks with no attributes in the space), respectively, Gengjin Muyi, Young Master Yimu, Aoi Shui Shirley, Binghuo Chopping Immortal, and Tu Zhuchen.

And when Mu Yi arrived at the stage, Zangjian had already waited at the intersection with people, and there were four people behind him, it seems that he just didn't meet the rest of the guys last time.

"Nie Ming, you coward! After hiding for two months, do you finally dare to get out? Zangjian snorted coldly, and his eyebrows were full of contempt, "What does it mean to hide your head and tail now, wait for you to give the head." ”

The four people behind him also showed disdainful expressions in unison, and they all stretched out their middle fingers.

The corners of Mu Yi's mouth under the mask were silently raised, has the psychological war started now? It seems that there are only wise men in the battle alliance, but this is all in the young master's prediction.

Therefore, the five people wearing masks ignored the provocation of the hidden sword, and went straight past the hidden sword and walked towards the martial arts arena.

The hidden sword who was making a move at this time was a little unbearable, after all, this battle had been publicized by the war alliance, probably because it was to avenge their own people.

If the little reputation that he had managed to save up by hiding the sword here would be ruined, so he walked directly to the middle of the road and stopped Mu Yi and them.

However, Mu Yi didn't move, but Zhu Chen, who was beside him, directly accelerated and crashed into the Tibetan Sword that was blocking the way, and the Tibetan Sword saw Zhu Chen's purpose, but he smiled contemptuously and took the initiative to crash into Zhu Chen.

The two collided in the middle of the road, and after a few seconds of stalemate, they both took several steps back at the same time, Zangjian took two steps back, but Zhuchen took three steps back.

Mu Yi held Zhu Chen and looked at the embarrassed Tibetan sword with contempt: "I look at you, like a local chicken and a dog, inserting a label to sell Seoul, why bother?" With that, he left here with his teammates, found an open place near the arena, and began to wait for the start of the game.

The iron-faced Tibetan sword stood in place and thought for a long time, as if he didn't understand what Mu Yi said, and finally he calmly took his teammates to the other direction of the ring to rest, but they deliberately bypassed Mu Yi in front of them and made a throat-cutting gesture as they passed.

Mu Yi couldn't help laughing, he lowered his voice and said to his teammates, "This guy doesn't seem to understand what I said." ”

"It looks like something went wrong with my strategic design." The young master said helplessly, "Who knew that the other party was illiterate?" ”

"yes, who would have thought that the opponent would be illiterate." Zhu Chen also laughed, "But it looks like he should have some knowledge." ”

"Actually, I don't know what that means." Shirley whispered.

"Girls don't know normal." Zhu Chen replied first, ""Romance of the Three Kingdoms" knows, what Guan Erye said when he beheaded Yan Liang and Zhu Wen Chou, it means that killing opponents is the same as killing chickens. ”

"Three Kingdoms? I know that. Shirley suddenly realized, but her expression was shocked.

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The time for small talk passed quickly, and the people around the ring gradually increased, and the noisy sound spread around the ring, most of them chatted in groups of three or five about their recent gains and experiences, and they should all be acquaintances or teammates.

Of course, there are also a small number of contractors who are alone, and some of them are invincible and domineering; Some were trembling and frightened; Others are reticent and stay alone in the corner, ignoring the hustle and bustle of others.

When the bell rang, everyone closed their mouths and waited quietly for Dabi to begin.

The highest ring match soon appeared that everyone is very familiar with the hard life - Huang Gonggong Huang De, this hundred years of unchanged round hat, soap boots and simple brown shirt is already a scene in Tianmen City, Huang Gonggong should be the only strong person in Tianmen City that every contractor can touch.

With the sound of "The twenty-seven thousand three hundred times and three times of the Heavenly Gate City are ready to begin." All the newcomers are ready to fight.

The ring in the training ground presented the same scene as last time, it seemed to be lifted by something again, forming two hundred and fifty-four eight-story rings with varying heights, but this time it was still a little special, because the ring at the top turned bloody.

Many contractors showed puzzled expressions in the face of this situation, and there were also a few people with suspicious expressions, such as the gopher, such as the old man who invited Mu Yi with the Blood Lord, such as the current alliance leader of the War Alliance, the Wolf King.

The gopher smiled and scratched his smug back, and said strangely: "The covenant of blood fighting? This is a bet made by a few friends, and I haven't even heard the news. ”

"Is this, a bloody duel? I didn't expect I, a half-cut old fellow, to see such a thing. There seemed to be a different look in the old man's eyes.

The wolf king sat on the stone steps in front of a palace, looking up at the ring, with a strange light in his eyes.

And just when the big guys were thinking about it, a white light rising from the ground enveloped all the newcomers who were ready to fight, and then they disappeared from the pillar of light one by one, and then paired up in pairs and appeared in the ring.

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After Mu Yi came to the stage, he moved his body and waited for the command to start the battle, now he was fully armed, and while holding the stick in his left hand, the fingertips of his slightly tilted right hand had pinched a golden needle.

There was a vague figure opposite Mu Yi, and through the white fog, he could vaguely see that the other party was holding a rifle.

The choice of facing the gunner Mu Yi is extremely simple, that is, a quick victory, because although the skills and state will be refreshed in the ring of Dabi, the fatigue and pain can be superimposed. So after the white mist disappeared, Mu Yi immediately threw out the golden needle, and then began to charge.

The other party's choice was beyond Mu Yi's expectations, and at the beginning of the battle, he did not make evasive moves, but raised his gun and began shooting.

And the result of this was that he was directly shot in the lower abdomen by the flying golden needle, and his small half tube of blood disappeared like this! This situation directly made him lose his ability to judge, and he was taken down by Mu Yi in a few clicks.

After finishing the battle, Mu Yi immediately sat on the ground and began to rest, because he didn't know the situation of hiding the sword, so every bit of his physical strength was very important.

Mu Yi counted the lit platform and calculated that there were about two hundred and thirty to two hundred and fifty newcomers participating in this big competition, so as long as the luck in the first four rounds was not too bad, he should not be injured.

Five minutes later, the second round of battle began, fortunately the other party was still a gunner, although after finding out that Mu Yi was a close combat, he immediately chose the kite flying style with the highest winning rate, but because the agility gap between the two sides was too large, it was directly miscarried,

Mu Yi only resisted three bullets and successfully rushed through the close-quarters, and the next battle ended in three seconds, the stick was suppressed, and the action of drawing a knife to kill Mu Yi was smooth.

Why can he ignore the other party's attacks now? Because under Mu Yi's high defense, ordinary firearms can't actually cause much damage to him.

Especially for attacks on the upper body, the theoretical damage will be weakened by nearly 30% of physical strength after deducting 50 points of defense, and the remaining damage is really like scratching the boot, which is useless.

In this way, Mu Yi entered the third round without much effort, and got a longer rest than the first round. Probably because of the fierce battle, the waiting time for this round is a full ten minutes, which is very rare in this rookie combat zone with low health.

As the last light curtain of the second battle dimmed, the third battle began immediately, but this time Lady Luck didn't seem to be on Mu Yi's side, and he actually met the opponent directly.

Mu Yi felt that the figure that appeared in front of him was a little familiar, it should be one of the team members behind the hidden sword, his palm was far larger than ordinary people, and it looked like it should be a guy who learned boxing.

Although he didn't know what the other party's path was, Mu Yike was not ready to exchange injuries with him, he was ready to use the golden needle as much as possible to consume the opponent's blood and take him away directly.

However, after the white mist disappeared, the other party took out a shotgun from behind him, which made Mu Yi frown, because this guy didn't seem to want to win!

Although the damage of the shotgun is considerable, both parties are contractors, and this short-range firearm should have no effect other than the miraculous effect of a cold shot.

It is self-evident what the other party's purpose is, that is, to create pain for Mu Yi and pry the scales for the victory of the Tibetan Sword!