Chapter 352 is too weak

Xingchenmeng was helpless in the face of such a scuffle, especially since everyone generally carried weapons, and it was inevitable that some people would shed blood on the spot, and finally the host party directly dispatched the city guards to stop this big melee in order to reduce unnecessary casualties. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, in the end, it was estimated that more than 30 people died, more than 7,000 were seriously injured, and more than 400 were disabled, and the city guards suffered huge losses, and in the end there were less than 50 players left in the venue.

The host was stunned when he saw the originally happy scene, but there was such a big accident, but for some reason there was no sign of stopping this game.

After the chaos was over, the host wrote down the names of the less than fifty people who remained, and asked to come back to fight again early tomorrow morning.

Xingchenmeng didn't think much about it after registering, and dragged his tired body back to his residence, but at this time, the clubhouse where he lived had become a hospital-like scene, and many magicians were constantly moving around to treat the people who were carried back.

After a night's rest, Xingchenmeng had recovered and came here again, and after the fierce fighting, the dilapidated streets were restored to their original state, and even the houses next to them were almost repaired, and this time the crowd of onlookers hid far away, for fear of being implicated as before.

"At the beginning of the second round of the competition, there were 48 contestants, and after we discussed the elimination round, it was played in 24 rings at the same time, and all the players took their numbers to the corresponding rings."

After getting the host's words, Xingchenmeng and the others came to their respective rings.

Xing Chenmeng glanced at his opponent as a muscular man, at least thirty years old, could such a person also be able to participate in the academy's enrollment? Although his strength was already at the early stage of the holy level, he was very weak.

"Hehe, I didn't expect my luck to be so good, a god-level little kid, you haven't even grown your hair and still come to participate in the competition, let's go home and nurse" The muscular man looked at Xingchen with contempt and said disdainfully.

"I didn't expect to run into a weak goods" Xingchenmeng was not provoked and angry by the muscular man's words, but said in a light tone.

"What, you said I was weak" The muscular man looked at Xingchen Meng and roared angrily, the momentum of his whole body was released, and the momentum of the saint-level powerhouse suddenly spread throughout the ring.

"You are very weak" Xingchenmeng looked at this muscular man who had no battle at all, and wasted his efforts to unscrupulously release his fighting spirit to rush his face, and said with disdain.

"Hmph, you want to provoke me, I won't fall for you, before I became a mercenary, I was the chief of the guard knights of the Zhanning Palace" The muscular man looked at Xingchen Meng and said very proudly.

"It turned out to be the chief of the guard knights of the Zhanning Palace, no wonder it was so terrifying, it was even more brilliant than the momentum emitted by my parents," someone below suddenly discussed.

"I'm so envious, I can actually be a knight chief in the Zhanning Palace, it's definitely not an ordinary person, this little kid who doesn't know the number of etiquette is going to be unlucky" someone sighed and said.

Xingchenmeng looked at this former knight chief of the Zhanning Hall seriously at this time, his strength was very strong in the same level, but it was his sorrow to face himself, he who had a battle demon was not something that this kind of garbage could defeat, even if he faced a strong man in the half-step emperor level, that Viscount Fuer could also fight.

Xingchenmeng's confident eyes attracted a seated blonde on the podium, who looked at Xingchenmeng's confident gaze and smiled sharply.

The muscular man lifted a hammer head and was much bigger than Xingchenmeng, coupled with a body shape nearly three meters tall, and smashed it fiercely on the top of Xingchenmeng's head.

Xingchenmeng jumped back and then jumped over the head of the muscular man, elbows down, and slammed a blow to the muscular man's neck, standing behind him very handsomely ignoring the man.

"You can see my movements and hit me again, you managed to provoke me" The muscular man looked at Xingchenmeng with blood-red eyes, raised a sledgehammer and pounced viciously.

But Xingchenmeng didn't make any movements because of the muscular man's actions, and when he was less than two meters away from Xingchenmeng, the muscular man suddenly vomited blood and fainted instantly, and his body fell directly to the ground.

A "clang" sounded.

"Ah" Xingchenmeng was too confident, and as a result, the muscular man lost his ability to resist and fainted as he thought, but the giant hammer in his hand was sent by the muscular man's firmly grasped hand, and it knocked on the top of Xingchenmeng's head accurately.

Xingchenmeng covered his head and looked at the fainting muscular man who was speechless, this thing fainted and didn't forget to yin himself, and there was a small bag on top of his head and there was no way to vent his hatred.

"Hahaha" Some of the people below looked at Xingchenmeng's ugly appearance and suddenly burst into laughter, but Xingchenmeng's next sharp eyes made many people stop smiling instantly, and looked at this ring with fear of a move to kill a strong person who was one level higher than themselves.

Seeing that many people were looking at him in horror, Xingchenmeng's complexion recovered as before, and he was very satisfied with this effect, and at the same time looked at the other rings, and the battle had just begun.

Of the forty-eight people, only Xingchenmeng was a god-level peak powerhouse, and the rest were all early-to-mid-saint-level players, and their ages were probably around thirty years old.

"Is it in the wrong place, why are there some old men here" Xingchenmeng looked at the other fighting rings and thought desperately, but then thought that the young man he met before and his four bodyguards all appeared in yesterday's scuffle, it should be right.

After Xingchenmeng came to the rest area and drank tea until he vomited, the rest of the ring was decided, and the remaining twenty-three people in the ring were more or less injured.

Seeing that all the rings were divided into winners and losers, the host came out again and said, "After all the players rest for an hour, continue to play the twenty-four-in-twelve game, and try to divide the winners and losers tonight." ā€

"Why is it just a little rest time", many players expressed dissatisfaction, but protested that it was ineffective and had to seize the time to rest.

In the twenty-fourth to twelfth game, Xingchenmeng also won easily with one move, and was the first to enter the rest area and drink a drink.

"Hey, it's so easy, I didn't expect that in addition to a few days of crazy killing bandits and being brutalized by Elimia Zona in the War Demon Temple, I was suppressed by Diwei all day long, and it was cool to face these people" Xingchen Mengmei fantasized while enjoying his drink.

"Do you have any information about that kid? There are such top talents in Odin City, I guess they are also here for the Imperial Academy exams in the future," the blonde girl on the stage looked at Xingchenmeng and said to the man behind her.