Volume 2 The Seraphic Incident - The Demon Capital Siren 42

"Bleaching-bright!!" Che Minyun was completely excited, and his tone became extremely excited. "The best combination of resourcefulness and illusion! I even thought of using such a simple illusion to create a perfect lore! Sui Ang, the master of illusion, is also worthy of the name of genius today!"

The audience burst into applause from all over the audience, which was the expression of their admiration for Sui Ang, who understood what had just happened. And those viewers who didn't understand it, under Che Minyun's explanation, understood it and praised it one after another, today's lore field, whether you can win money or not, can see this step, it is worth it.

"Tsk. Long Wangsu snorted dissatisfiedly. He originally thought that the two of them would be able to fight and lose both, but he didn't expect that this stupid old man would completely fall into the way of others, and he would die directly in front of him.

In the killing field, there are three people left.

Again at an impasse.

Tao Yiliu, who fell to the ground, was far away from the battle situation here, and his sense of existence had been infinitely reduced to zero. But as long as Che Minyun didn't announce his death, then he would always be one blow away from making up for the knife.

And this blow to make up the knife, should the remaining two decide the winner and then go, or do you make up this knife first, and then decide the winner in a safe heart?

Long Wangsu didn't move, and he didn't dare to move. He was afraid that Sui Ang would find the right opportunity and give himself a hand. And Sui Ang also didn't dare to move, he was so crispy that he died, he knew this. He wasn't sure he could survive three moves in Long Wangsu's hands.

However, there was no time for them to continue the stalemate.

"In order to prevent Bai Liu from sneaking up on ......" Sui Ang slowly spoke: "Kill him first, how?"

"There's no guarantee that you won't take advantage of the illusion. Long Wangsu snorted coldly.

"I don't have any strength left, I only have the final blow left. If you and I fall to the ground and finally let Bai Liu succeed in getting back up, he will be awarded the victory. - You don't want to see that, do you?"

What Sui Ang said is indeed the rule, and Long Wangsu also knows it.

What's more, there was also a mid-air Rory's chattering Che Minyun said yes, yes, yes, which made Long Wangsu want to blast him down directly.

After much hesitation, Long Wangsu figured out a compromise solution. He walked towards Sui Ang, and said as he went, "One hundred paces, you must keep a hundred paces away from me." I'll attack him with ranged magic, and I'll kill you when Che Minyun decides to be dead. ”

"Really? Good luck then. ”

Sui Ang didn't retreat, aiming at him and coldly hooking the corners of his mouth. In this way, life and death are all in a flash.

Long Wangsu nodded, and slowly walked to a position a hundred steps away from Sui Ang, cautiously checking whether there were any more illusions around him. Then, he recited the spell and summoned a sixth-order [Fire Arrow] aimed at Tao Yiliu.

Che Minyun's regretful voice sounded in the sky above: "It seems that Bai Liu is going to end here! Because until now, he has not made any move to stand up." I'll make sure he's still alive after the attack. ”

- Is this the end?

Tao Yiliu closed his eyes, and countless noises drifted into his perceptual range. He didn't faint, but his body didn't obey, and he couldn't even be sure if he was still holding the knife.

The sound of flames crossing the air, the sound of negotiations in the arena, the shouts of anger outside the arena, and the sound of one's own heartbeat gradually disappearing.

He was indeed on the verge of death.

But strangely, the sound of the heartbeat gradually became inaudible, as if it was not because he was too badly injured.

On the contrary, Tao Yiliu still felt a little fluttering, and even his head was not so groggy.

Why is this death different from what I have experienced before?

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"Chief, how did you feel when you were promoted to the ninth rank?"

"Well, I want to think about it...... At that time, I remembered the people who were very important to me. ”

The face in the memory, and the shallow smile, gradually made the boy's memories clear.

The sunlight at the military base is not very dazzling, and there is a warm feeling shining on the body. He sat on a small bench in the training jungle. The man bites the apple and gives him a lecture.

"I thought, if I don't succeed, I can't do it, and then I was promoted. ”

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"Huh!?" Because the focus of his divine sense was on the seriously injured figure, Che Minyun felt his change in time, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim. This strange feeling, is it possible...... Hey, hey, isn't it!?

The white-clothed young man on the ground opened his eyes the next moment when his heartbeat stopped.

The fire bolts that attacked in front of him were swallowed up by the darkness that gradually floated on him, and the young man stood up again in full view of the sword in his hand.

"Ahhhh

"What's going on!?"

Suddenly, in this huge venue, a storm that even the barriers of the three ninth-order masters could not stop, swept some people in the audience into it.

And the few present who knew what was going on were already too shocked to help themselves.

"Bang!"

The sound of a heartbeat, piercing through his chest, stirred up a tide of magical power.

In the gap of the young man's left arm, an inky black high-purity magic power emerged, reshaping him and channeling the vitality in his body. After a few seconds, the inky black faded, and his left arm reappeared in everyone's sight.

The inky sickle held in his right hand has also changed. A faint trace of blood climbed up the scythe, and the place that had been damaged by the attack was repaired by this blood. Eventually, when the bloodshot was all over the scythe, the knife was no longer a knife.

【Dark Willow】

Tao Yiliu's eyes returned to Qingming, and he shouted in his heart, and he could clearly feel that the long sickle in his hand made a pleasant slight trembling sound.

β€œ...... I...... X......”

After Che Minyun scolded this sentence, he took the lead in shouting out on behalf of the audience: "Promotion to the ninth order !!"

Promotion, Promotion, Ninth Rank!

Every word is a supreme glory to the countless cultivators present!

The two ninth-order five-heaven masters who had been waiting outside the door of the arena for two minutes naturally had a clear understanding of the situation in the arena at the moment. Of course, even if you don't need to probe with your divine sense, you can imagine what is happening inside from the sound of the audience having overturned the zenith of the arena and shaking the ground nearby.

Chi Huan hugged Luo Ni, who was woken up, and said faintly: "Perhaps, I should thank your subordinates well, so talented, he was still the last point, and threw him into the killing field." ”

Yuan Panqiu's expression stiffened. "You're welcome. ”

Oh, it's really a blessing and misfortune, and a blessing and misfortune!

His Wonderland Arena can be regarded as a 'noble guest' today!