The first to enter is the ornately decorated statue of the deity, the seven gods worshipped by the inhabitants of the island of Light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info they will welcome the sacrifice of blood and pray to the gods for good weather and abundant harvests.

The master of ceremonies wearing a silver-white wig smiled in front of the VIP stage, and opened his hands to indicate slightly. The excited crowd gradually quieted down and sat down one after another.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, and today we are about to usher in a very great moment! After more than twenty years of silence, the solemn and sacred arena is finally open!"

The crowd erupted in cheers.

Eric couldn't help but frown. Could it be that you are wrong, that people's hearts are so hungry for violence and blood?!

"Today, we will witness how the Divine Chosen One was born! Glory will belong to you, to the Island of Light, to the whole world!"

There was another landslide and tsunami cheers in the audience!

"Now, there are the long-awaited Oriental players, natural magicians and warriors, and extremely powerful about ~~~~ grams!"

York entered to the applause and cheers of the crowd. Countless petals fell from the sky, and York held his hands high, his whole body equipment shining - he was indeed equipped with the Angel Alliance.

"Players from the West, please! He once won the siege on the Isle of Light! Although he has been controversial, no one can deny that he is a very powerful hero, and he has enough strength to compete with the mighty York! He is the famous valley~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Gu Shiyu stood in front of the fence, watching it rise slowly, and then strode into the arena and raised the sword in his hand high.

He expected the audience to treat him like a Yorkie, but he was wrong, and was greeted only by a boo, and even some rotten eggs and rotten fruit.

"Gu Shiyu, we support you!" In the midst of the boos, a childish shout came from the stands. Gu Shiyu looked around, and saw the excited children's leader Ressa jumping non-stop, leading a dozen little children to wave flags and shout in the audience.

Gu Shiyu couldn't help but smile slightly. Well, you little girl is alive and kicking, and she doesn't seem to have been caught by the bankers yet, and you're not hungry yet!

He couldn't help but rise from the soles of his feet, and his inner breath came from the bottom of his heart, like a wolf standing on the top of a mountain, letting out a long howl towards the sky!

Grandma's, let me show you ignorant people who are the worthy of the Chosen One!

In fact, Gu Shiyu is also very suspicious of his identity. He said that he was the chosen one of the gods, but so far he had not seen a single god with his own eyes, not even in his sleep.

But since he let out a long howl, he felt that he had a lot of confidence. Although he still had some doubts, the prophets and high priests were so sure that they were the Chosen One, so what was there to doubt?

York nodded slightly at Gu Shiyu. He found that Gu Shiyu was not equipped with the Dragon King's divine power, but was wearing a broken Angel Alliance suit, carrying the Phantom Divine Bow and a pot full of Heavenly Feather Arrows on his back.

He was surprised. Wearing the dragon king's divine power, that can limit my magic below level 4, do you still want to use magic to fight me?

Also, why don't you take out the Tears of the Gods? Only that bow is what I fear the most!

What York didn't know was that such equipment was chosen by the Prophet for Gu Shiyu, and the Phantom Bow was the equipment that Boris lent him. After ten challenges, no one will inevitably get injured, and with this choice, Gu Shiyu can equip the Holy Blood Vial to automatically heal his injuries in order to maintain his best condition in the final battle.

For the time being, the tears of the gods are not used, because Gu Shiyu finally learned the reason why he didn't need arrows with the tears of the gods! Every arrow shot by the tears of the gods was condensed with his blood, and the more arrows he shot, the weaker Gu Shiyu would become.

He now regretted that he shouldn't have shot rabbits and squirrels with this bow. However, the prophet did not tell Gu Shiyu how to use the most powerful power of the Tears of the Gods. This is an evil bow from hell, and the darker and more evil the person who wields the bow, the more powerful the arrow has to shoot the gods. He didn't dare to say this, because he was afraid that Gu Shiyu would not be able to suppress the desire in his heart, and instead sought the powerful power given by the dark god.

"How do we fight?" asked Gu Shiyu.

"Let's go through the first ten challenges side by side, and I hope you survive and have a final battle with me. ”

Gu Shiyu nodded. The two turned around, faced the VIP seat, and saluted with their fists on their left chests.

"So, let's have a feast of blood together!" the master of ceremonies announced loudly.

The spectators in the stands all stood up and clapped their hands and cheered! The four doors of the arena suddenly opened, and a large group of black werewolves rushed out of them, roaring and pouring into the arena.

Black werewolves are not fearsome, although they have fangs and claws, move quickly, and are adept at ramming. What was terrifying was a large group of black werewolves, which seemed to be more than a hundred. If you don't care about the past and the future, and unfortunately get bitten by the black werewolf, no matter who it is, you will become their kind!

A group attack magic can already destroy them a lot, but York and Gu Shiyu have no intention of using magic, they have to use their limited magic reserves on the last blade.

The first streams of blood finally spurted out. It was York who used the sword of the Angel Alliance in his hand to cut off the head of a werewolf.

The audience erupted in cheers, and everyone opened their mouths as if they wanted to taste the rich smell of blood.

There may be a lot of evil in the world, but what is even more evil is the human heart, especially when the gore brings out the most primitive wildness of human beings.

Compared with York, who fought bloodily, Gu Shiyu seemed more relaxed. He didn't swing the Vulcan Sword in his hand, and the severed limbs and arms flew with blood, but just struck the werewolves' hollow noses from time to time with the blade.

The most vulnerable part of canines is their noses, which Somra told Gu Shiyu. Sure enough, as soon as the nose where the nerve endings were highly concentrated, the werewolves collapsed to the ground, their limbs twitching and dying.

Of course, every time he swung his sword, there would be blood accompanied by York, and he won the applause and cheers of the audience. Only real heroes will secretly admire Gu Shiyu's cleverness.

It is the layman who looks at the excitement, and the insider who looks at the doorway.

With the least strength, get the best effect, this is the real master, although the blind swinging sword is good to fight, but it is just a reckless man, how can there be longer persistence?

When the last werewolf fell, the arena was littered with black werewolf corpses, and the blood had already stained the yellow sand of the arena red.

York was covered in blood, and even his pupils were blood-red. He sat down cross-legged and breathed, and Gu Shiyu took advantage of the stall where the warriors with hoods were cleaning up the wreckage, and improvised a Franco dance in the venue. It is said to have been invented by a group of fearless warriors to express their fearlessness, bravery, and confidence in victory.

"You're dancing like a sow in heat!Go ****, you shameful clown!" shouted from the audience.

But there were also some who slowly clapped to the rhythm.

"The yellow sand of the arena has been stained red with the blood just now. But the sacred arena is a beast of prey, it is still hungry, and it needs more blood!Let's meet the second challenge with applause and cheers!" the master of ceremonies announced loudly.

The crowd began to boil again.

The second wave of attacks consisted of dozens of lizard shooters. This swamp-dwelling monster is adept at shooting with a bow and arrow full of slime to paralyze and poison its prey, which becomes food for their mouths.

When dealing with ranged attack troops, you can only fight quickly and closely, and you can't let them have any chance to attack from a distance. Standing in the center of the field, he was shot into a poor hedgehog in order to become the target of the public. York and Gu Shiyu collided all the way together, and finally broke into the formation of the lizard shooter.

Without the protection of close-range combat units, long-range units are subjected to devastating massacres. Such battles did not last long before they were over.

The third wave is Wolf Rider. This nomadic is particularly adept at mounted archery assaults, and even if they are shot down, the wolves under their crotch have an amazing bite force, and if they are unfortunate enough to bite them, their bones will immediately turn into powder.

If the first two battles were just warm-up matches, they have been mired in a vicious fight from the very beginning. The wolf knights who raced around the field shot their dirty, rusty bows and arrows, or burst into the two of them, wielding blades like wolf fangs and slashing at them.

Gu Shiyu kept running, shooting the wolf knight with the phantom bow from time to time, but the wolf who lost the knight was also terrifying. He retreated, approaching one of the seven hemispherical metal objects on the field when the enclosed shell suddenly opened, and several long blades flew from it.

A wolf rider couldn't dodge it, and was immediately stirred into meat sauce by the whirling blade!

Gu Shiyu was also swept by a sharp blade in his back, and the huge impact swept him a few meters away, but fortunately, the magical armor equipped on his body blocked the fatal knife for him. He was just about to get up, but a vicious wolf had already pounced on him!

He struggled to hold the wolf's jaw with one hand, and with the other he plunged his sword deep into the wolf's throat. The wolf's blood spewed down his head and face with disgusting saliva.

York's situation was no better than his. When all the wolf riders fell, both of them hung flowers more or less.

Gu Shiyu no longer had the heart to dance the Franco Mingo! While the warriors were cleaning up the wreckage, he, like York, sat down cross-legged to breathe.

The fourth wave is the monitor lizards of the swamps. This monster, which is several times larger than the Komodo dragon, not only has an amazing bite force, but also contains terrifying germs and neurotoxins in its saliva.

Gu Shiyu has already regretted it. I knew that this was the case, I should have learned beast training with Algin, and I should never have taken a nap while he was teaching him.

To this day, what's the use of regretting? If you can't use the miraculous sl Dafa, you must pay a corresponding price for your mistakes!

The two of them spent a longer time pranayama after that. This is the fourth level, and God knows how dangerous the challenges will be!

The fifth wave is terrifying. The black mist that erupts from their mouths and noses is suffocating and dizzy, and can quickly make people lose their strength and fighting spirit. Under their hollow, demented and godless gaze, they can even directly ingest people's souls and fall into the dark and boundless purgatory.

Both of them were chased by the galloping bulls, and were even overwhelmed by their powerful horns. Fortunately, both of them are extremely fast, and they can always roll on the ground, avoiding the trampling of cow hooves that rush like raindrops.

York couldn't help but start attacking with magic. While some of the Bulls fell under his powerful magical damage, the pain provoked even greater anger and hatred among the Bulls.

York's attempt angered them, and he was followed by a large herd of frenzied bulls, and he had to run wildly. Gu Shiyu relieved a lot of pressure because of this, and when he had spare time, he began to focus on shooting the fatal spot between the eyes of the brute bull with the Phantom Divine Bow.

A peculiar scene occurred in the arena. York led a large group of wild cattle around the field and galloped around, while Gu Shiyu stood in the center of the field, constantly shooting the wild cattle chasing behind York.

When there were only a few bulls left behind him, York turned around and slew the bulls under his sword.

"Thank you!" York's clothes were already soaked, and he gasped, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd die under the bison's hooves!"

"I look forward to a fair final duel with you, and I will not take advantage of the danger of others and fall into the ground. Gu Shiyu shook his head, then stepped forward and pulled out the Heavenly Feather Arrows embedded in the middle of the bison's eyebrows one by one.

"I won't owe you a favor!" yelled York, "I'll save you in the next battle!"

After the fifth, the two finally got a slightly longer and precious rest. Gu Shiyu has a sacred blood vial, and the wound will heal on its own soon, but it will inevitably bloom again in the next battle, and more blood will flow.

York took off his armor and began to dress his wounds.