The Lost City holds an annual festival where wandering explorers come back as much as they can, bringing the most valuable game of the year to the festival, and as the event progresses, there are many interesting programs to interact with, and the ownership of the mines and garbage recycling plants outside the Lost City is also redistributed.

However, people are most concerned about the ring match in the celebration, since the establishment of the Maze, every year on the roof of the tallest building in the Maze, the ring match will be held regardless of life and death, and any chips will become the bet of the ring match, such as various priceless treasures, or the ownership of a certain business.

As the winner of the previous tournaments and the hottest explorer, he has the right to invite friends to watch the ring, but what he didn't tell them is that those who have these cards should be treated as fighters and fight on stage.

This was only learned when Ma Yang and the two came to the celebration and handed the red card to the staff outside the door, and saw the sympathetic expressions of the staff, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"The man Booker has found, no matter how powerful, hasn't made it out of the ring alive for five years in a row."

This is the most heard words by Ma Yang after entering the ring, with a red ID card clearly printed with Booker's head, indicating that the two were invited by Booker, sitting in the front row of the venue, marked with red seats.

There are eight other people who came together, it seems that each explorer can invite ten "friends" to come, and the remaining eight are all of different races, looking at different appearances, not the appearance of the intelligent machine race, when Ma Yang and the two came here to sit down, the burly orcs near the seat glanced lightly, revealing a disdainful expression.

But Ma Yang didn't care, he didn't come here to participate in the fight, he didn't want to cause trouble if he was unfamiliar with the place.

Although Wang Xiaobiao also arrived here, he was called away by the old man and sat in a glass house in the sky, and was looking at the venue through the giant glass at this time.

The frenziness of the celebration was far beyond Ma Yang's imagination, and it was estimated that more than 100,000 people had poured into the maze since the night before, and after a whole day, although the vast majority of residents could not enter the ring, the chaos outside could vaguely affect the inside of the venue.

"Ahem, guests! Warriors of the Lost City! Ladies and gentlemen of the foreign race who have been invited! Welcome to the ceremony! I'm everyone's host Tony! As in previous years, we will be inviting the winners of previous celebrations to be the judges! ”

In the middle of the stage, a host in a suit and sunglasses stood on it, and as his voice came out, ten giant seats rose on both sides of the ring, and the red Mardeer flashed through the air, and Booker fell from the sky and sat firmly on the first seat.

The other nine are also coming in different ways, and in Ma Yang's view, it is nothing more than an environment for adventurers who have been outside for a whole year to release their stress.

Booker nodded to where he was, not just to the two of them but to everyone, and that sharp gaze made people shudder.

"According to the rules, a total of 100 elites invited by the ten inquisitors are invited to go down and fight without restrictions until the remaining ten are left! Friends! Rejoice! ”

"Unlimited fighting?" Ma Yang's face was gloomy, he didn't expect the content of the celebration to be so bloody, and as soon as these words came out of the seat, there was a scream from the seat, and a handsome warrior in armor in the blue area opposite, with a short dagger pierced through his chest, shot at a short young man sitting beside him.

Unrestricted fighting means that only 10 out of 100 players can survive without any conditions, and now only 99 are left.

Qin Xue's figure disappeared from the seat in an instant, and Ma Yang could only feel a trace of vague breath, it turned out that this little girl used the veil of phantom to hide her body, and she couldn't even detect her breath. At this time, the orc roared loudly, and his eyes were bloodshot to face Ma Yang.

"Hey, hey, you won't choose me as your opponent!" Ma Yang hurriedly waved his hand, but it seemed that it had no effect, and the orc pulled out a giant steel mace and smashed it directly at Ma Yang, smashing the red seat to pieces.

The shouts of killing in the field brought the atmosphere to a high point, and almost every minute, the lives of the people in the field were taken, and the intelligent people who watched the battle around were eating snacks and drinking Coke, laughing unscrupulously.

It's a feast of killing!

It is to use the elite of the alien people captured by the explorer in a year to delight the body and mind.

After Ma Yang dodged the steel nail hammer, he immediately drew out the bamboo sword and slashed at the other party, and the orc should have used some kind of madness, and his whole body was shrouded in a faint red light, and the bamboo sword that was cut was blocked by the hammer, and the orc reached out to grab Ma Yang.

Another bamboo sword suddenly appeared from a tricky angle, and the orc's left arm that was stretched out by surprise was cut off by Qi Qi, and the third bamboo sword was already inserted into the orc's heart while the blood flowed endlessly.

Without waiting for Ma Yang to catch his breath, three silver needles flew silently from behind, and the bamboo sword held in his hand was backhanded, and the sparks that burst out along the sword body were scattered, and the thrust that came knocked Ma Yang staggered, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, and a three-strand fork poked out from under his feet, towards his face.

There was no time to dodge, the clothes from the lower abdomen to the chest were torn by three forks, and three blood marks appeared on the body, and the person who controlled the flying needles behind him showed his body at this time, and a total of eighteen flying needles flew from various tricky angles.

There are only two ways to do this, one is to use one's own powerful mental power, and the other is to use some kind of high-tech to control the equipment.

Ma Yang tried to release the spiritual power, the previous scholars had taught the use of spiritual power, and now it is only in use, spiritual power is an invisible position for the living body, after entering the scope of Ma Yang's position, the flying needles seem to have received some resistance, and they have stagnated.

Using the way of controlling the bamboo sword, Ma Yang successfully took back the control of the flying needle, this method of temporarily forcibly seizing the control of the weapon through mental power, obviously the other party was caught off guard, Ma Yang took the opportunity to slash the sword from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, although he did not touch the body, but the three-inch sword gang still easily divided the opponent into two halves.

The rest of the flying needles all shot into the ground from a single spot, smashing a tiny hole in the hard rooftop ring.

What came out of the ground not far away was a fishman holding a trident, the scales on his body were pierced by a flying needle, it seemed that he had been injured, he was looking at the other party with some anger, but he didn't dare to make the first move, in the case of such a sneak attack just now, he couldn't kill Ma Yang, and now he is even more uncertain in the case of one-on-one.

And Qin Xue's side seemed to be in a bitter battle, and when she came to the edge of the ring with her hidden figure, she thought it would be safe, but before Qin Xue could let go of her qi, a gray shadow floated beside her!

The other party's way of concealment may be racial talent, and by Qin Xue's side, who has the veil of phantoms, he didn't find it, and at such a close distance, Qin Xue didn't even have time to pull out the tooth blade, so he had to press hard with both hands on the dagger that he wanted to stab at the opposite side.

The black shadow blurred Qin Xue retreated, the gray and black mist on the edge of the field continued to move rapidly, Qin Xue finally pulled out the tooth blade, and at the cost of the dagger on both arms, the blood flowed down at the same time, so that the body of more than one warrior in the field began to change.

These people should have cultivated some exercises related to blood, and at this time, they all came towards Qin Xue faintly.

Seeing this, Ma Yang was anxious, the fishman seemed to see this, and threw the trident in his hand quickly, and the fishtail behind him swung rapidly, drawing a long ripple on the ground, moving very fast, almost at the same time as the trident came to Ma Yang.

"Sword momentum!" Ma Yang held the double sword to calm his mind, the opponent's speed began to slow down and become clear in front of his eyes, by increasing the speed of his heartbeat to see the opponent's actions clearly, his body was slightly adjusted to dodge the trident attack, the fishman flicked his tail and wanted to slap, but it was the blade of the sword.

A tail with blue blood fell in the middle of the field, and the fishman reacted to the pain for half a beat, and was killed by Ma Yang with two swords inserted into his chest and died.

At the same time, the black mist where Qin Xue was located suddenly expanded, swallowing the gray mist in its entirety, no one knew what was happening inside, Ma Yang could only hear the rapid sound of metal colliding.

There is now only one heavy firearm user standing in the arena, and heavy firearms are not even as practical as bows and arrows in the ring, because of the need for aiming and self-protection, so the use of hand-to-hand combat and cold weapons is still the mainstream.

The difference with this man is that his suppression of fire power is vividly reflected from the beginning, dozens of different guns fire in all directions at the same time, like a hedgehog shrouded in light, instantly shooting several people who want to use him as a stepping stone at the beginning into a sieve.

Ma Yang naturally didn't want to provoke the other party, but instead came to Qin Xue's surroundings like a tornado, and killed all the berserker soldiers besieging her in a very decisive way.

Blood of different colors stained his body, and the hilts of the three long swords continued to drip viscous liquid.

"Bang! Burst! The battle in the black fog also had a result at the same time, Qin Xue flew out of the black fog with a dagger in his left shoulder, and spat out two mouthfuls of blood in succession.

However, he gave Ma Yang a reassuring look, and sure enough, he saw that the black mist began to make a chewing sound, and it was obvious that he had already eliminated the other party.

As the flame-spitting gunman dealt with an assassin hiding in the corner, there were finally only ten people left in the field, and when the host reappeared from the field, Ma Yang secretly slashed the nearest player from behind, and the same gunman also broke down one of his side before giving the order to stop.

"The game is stopped! There are two members left on the Booker team! It seems that the highlight of this game is on the Booker team! The host said with some excitement.

There were only eight players left on the field, and only seven from different teams, and three seats were lowered, and the people on top shook their heads and left.