Dover kept watching, and didn't miss a glance the whole time.

He knew very well that the two sides had not done their best, but they had also played at a level of eighty or ninety. Although Mr. Long has not yet bottomed out, I believe it is not too far off. Ren Xiu only has fists, no other strength, and to this extent, Mr. Long is basically close to full strength. At present, he has seen more than half of the realm lords 'killed' once, and Du Fu is not too surprised at the same time.

Such casualties are not actually due to the fact that Mr. Long is too strong or the realm masters are too weak, but because the people of the Eternal Land are used to not defending.

For the land of eternal life must be resurrected.

The defense of the strong people here is infinitely close to the level of '0', and even if the dodge is increased, the defense will not be increased. On the other hand, the Realm Lords are also very good at resurrection, and they have a lot of resurrection equipment. The Realm Lord is not very protective of physical arts, and due to the excessive mana reserves of the Cosmic Heart, the threat to the Realm Lord from the physical arts powerhouses is very small.

Even if this is not the land of eternal life, it is a void, and the realm lords are not so easy to die.

This moment.

It wasn't the number of kills that Dover and the Realm Lords were shocked by, but something else... More than half of the enemies were killed, but Mr. Long didn't break a single equipment holy weapon!

Definitely.

This is mercy, everyone understands.

But what shocked everyone was this incredible control...... The ability to shatter the Realm Master with a single punch without losing a single point in armor and equipment is simply unimaginable. What's more, it's not a one-on-one, it's done in a one-on-10,000 quick battle. What does this mean? It shows that Mr. Long's 'speed' is much faster than everyone thinks.

Equally.

The effect of slowing down one's own 'sense' is also more severe than expected.

"Be careful, there's something wrong with us." The person in charge of the fighting arena shouted a warning, and shouted loudly: "Not only has our senses slowed down, but our five senses have been distorted and distorted. I don't know what I did wrong, anyway, I only see more than 300 people now, and the rest can't see the rest. ”

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked.

The resurrection of the Eternal Land can remove all negative effects, except that it does not help you restore energy, and the rest is to restore the prototype.

The intervention is in effect again.

Does this mean that the figurative 'pupils' around you have been influencing all the time?

"I saw more than seven hundred people. All of them are human races, and there are no teammates of Warcraft and Alien Beasts. As soon as the person in charge finished speaking, another person shouted a warning.

"I only saw one hundred and thirty-seven. It's all us women, and no one else can see it. Immediately, another female voice was coquettish

"I saw a thousand. No more, no less, just a thousand. ”

"Just two thousand."

"It seems that I am the most, and I see five thousand people."

"I can't see anything but the Tigers."

"I only see the heat red image. There are more than 10,000 of them, all of which are thermal images. ”

"I see...... More than 100,000 teammates. ”

The shouting sound is loud and loud, indicating or warning teammates. Half of them didn't have much impact, and the other half of the people who were recruited quickly reported their status. Although everyone has different influences, everyone was frightened when they heard the last person. A fighting arena with more than 10,000 people, what does it mean to see more than 100,000 people?

Ten times more for no reason?

"Mr. Dover ......" the ringmaster yelled, cheating and questioning the audience.

"There is no one to reinforce you. There were more than tens of millions of people secretly watching in this neighborhood, but no one entered, just more than 10,000 of you. The point is not this, the Mr. Long you see now is just a shadow, not an afterimage, but a complete shadow. "Dover also helped cheat, and he knew that everyone needed to stand up or he would be taught a bad lesson.

Mr. Long probably didn't mind, because he challenged him with the idea of 'cultivation'.

The Realm Lords were surprised.

The power is still there, and even if they are hit, they will not lose. It's just that I don't even know where the enemy is, and I'm afraid it's just a masochistic fight for the sake of abuse.

Hearing Dover's reminder, everyone also found out.

Mr. Long only left a shadow, and he was gone.

Where else can he hide in this place?

"There's only one place, and that's the pupils...... Oh, I'm probably dead. "The person in charge of the fighting ring has the most experience, and he can guess the truth at the first guess. Halfway through speaking, he suddenly shook his head again, and then the whole person was shattered, and in the blink of an eye, he was restored to the land of eternal life.

Hear this.

See this reaction.

The crowd began to realize...... When you feel that death is coming, you are actually dead. There is no other reason, it is because his sense has slowed down, and he can't react in time when Mr. Long kills him. Thinking of this, it is impossible for everyone to show mercy anymore. In addition to the hole cards that are vital to life and death, everyone basically exerts all their strength.

Activates the full effects of the artifact.

Cast a hidden derivative thaumaturgy.

Sacrifice retains the best skill.

Moment.

The momentum of the realm lords increased more than tenfold, and with just one breath, the entire space trembled. With all their might, they do have the power to push a void flat. There was no need to communicate, the realm lords waved their hands at the same time, and countless spells attacked those pupils like a rainstorm. The realm lords didn't care which one Mr. Long was hiding, and they just attacked them all.

However.

The spell didn't pass through the pupil phantom, but sank in.

It was obviously just a phantom, and it was supposed to penetrate directly, but it 'swallowed' everyone's attack spells.

The next second.

Don't wait for everyone to be surprised.

These pupil illusions flashed again, and in the blink of an eye, all the attack spells returned from different pupils, striking back at everyone present. It wasn't a reflection of the Magic Mirror, these pupils really engulfed the attack spell, and it didn't fight back until a second later. This is not a two-step process of attack and reflex, but a three-step process of 'attack, charge, reflex'.

The realm lords dodged in embarrassment, and if they couldn't dodge, they could only waste energy to resist.

This moment.

Everyone felt extremely aggrieved, they obviously had strength and toughness, but they couldn't even touch each other's shadows. This kind of opponent is too weird, even more slippery than the best assassins. In the face of the mysterious Mr. Dragon, the realm lords can only sacrifice spells again, only gathering momentum but not attacking. At this time, their senses slowly blurred again, but there was power to forcibly suppress them.

"Still want to cast spells?" At this moment, Tang Shidao also appeared, with an expression that you really did not learn from.

The crowd did not attack first.

Only the target is locked.

Tang Shidao shook his head lightly: "Wait a minute." Actually, I just want to tell you that normal spell attacks don't work for me. If you want to beat me, you either have a big curse or compete with me for fists and speed. Now it seems that you do not understand the lesson. So, let me demonstrate. Wait until you understand, and then obediently accompany me to practice physical arts. ”

Between words.

Tang Shidao slowly stretched out his left hand, and a pupil pattern appeared in the palm of his left hand.

The crowd held back and did not attack.

The next second.

This pupil pattern extended a void crack, swimming across Tang Shidao's left arm, all the way to his body, then to his right arm, and finally to another pupil in the palm of his right hand. After doing this step, Tang Shidao beckoned slightly. The realm lords glanced at each other, and instantly cast spells at the same time, and a spell struck like a huge wave. In the next moment, as everyone guessed, the pupil pattern of the left hand sucked up all the spells.

Tang Shidao stretched out his right hand again and gestured slightly.

One put.

It was also a huge wave of spells that struck back at everyone and overwhelmed the audience.

At this time.

The Realm Lords didn't even bother to dodge, they simply died once and then came back to life.

After watching this demo, it would be an idiot to not understand it anymore.

Seeing that the realm masters were silent, Tang Shidao only said lightly: "You can see it clearly, right?" Your spell is useless, and I can easily return it to you unless you have a more troublesome permanent spell. I'm just looking for you as a sparring partner, not as an opponent. There will be no dead people here, fighting is not interesting, it is more suitable to practice. Come on, come and fight. ”

Listen to this.

The Realm Lords all reacted...... I don't count myself as an opponent...... The other party did not take more than 10,000 of his own people as opponents, but only used them as sparring partners and playing with others.

Casting spells is useless.

If you are not convinced, you can only move your fists...... Well, that's exactly what Mr. Long originally intended: to practice with me.

Convinced? Hehe, can you be convinced in the land of eternal life?

No!

Must be tough!

The land of eternal life will not dare to die, and there is hope in other places? No matter what the other party wants to do, the realm masters must prove themselves. When everyone roared in unison, they found that the effects of interfering with themselves were gone, and Mr. Long had undone them! Now that everything is clear, back to the simplest fist fights. The Realm Lords didn't want to cast any more spells, they knew very well that the other party was in control of the rhythm.

If you cast the spell again, it's still a matter of being abused once.

Simply, let it go.

High in the air in the arena, Dover's eyes widened as he watched a group of 'barbarians' hedge against each other. Forget all calculations, abandon all means, and just fight simply. Dover felt very uncomfortable, he knew that the more than 10,000 realm lords present were 'forced' to fight like this. Maybe they were better at casting spells, but for a while, they couldn't find a way to counter Mr. Long.

What a pathetic, nameless crowd...... Dover sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say this on the surface.

At this time.

The Realm Lords fought against Tang Shidao, and they could easily hit their opponents. What's more, a realm master with the level of the Five Realms and Six Realms can still hurt his opponent, which is a hundred times better than not being able to touch it just now. Soon, they found that this kind of fight was more enjoyable and comfortable, 100 million times more comfortable than the previous grievances.

The number of people, the strength, the experience, the realm masters are too superior.

Skill, speed, and spiritual sense, Tang Shidao far surpasses everyone else.

At this moment.

The two sides fought wildly, and everyone couldn't stop for a while. In this simplest confrontation, everyone has their own little feelings. They slowly realize that this is the foundation, this is the source, and this is the innocence that has been stripped of all flashiness. Faintly, they felt Mr. Long's pursuit: being strong is as simple as that, just use your fists to smash everything, and if you do it, you will be strong.

No spell or skill to practice is better than breaking everything with a pair of fists like this.

At this time.

The strong men peeking in the distance are all stupid, this battle between the lords of the Tama realm?

Brainless melee, this is a 'god' battle?

They were tempted to shout: Is this tama meaningful? It's a waste of time, and it's useless to have more experience in physical skills!

But.

They didn't roar.

Eight hours later, they didn't dare to roar.

Because Tang Shidao suddenly bounced back, everyone paused strangely, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of void cracks were automatically generated. These void cracks automatically swam and gathered, slowly forming a cosmic miniature ball in the palm of Tang Shidao's right hand. It was a scene familiar to all, a new cosmic heart and a small private plane that had just taken shape.

In just five hours, more than 10,000 powerhouses forcibly 'trained' Mr. Long from the First Realm Lord to the Second Realm Lord.

This moment.

All the members of the arena, including Dover in the air, were smiling wryly.

This guy ...... There is a god word!

Monsters that can freely produce void cracks, except for the 'god' word realm master, there is no second kind of person. What's even more terrifying, he still looks unsatisfied, as if he still has the confidence to go to the next level. Generally speaking, this is impossible, and the Realm Master needs too much accumulation to be able to go further. The character who has just been promoted, except for Ao Ling, can be repeated again and again, and no second person can do it.

The man in front of him...... Can it be compared to Orling?