"If it's just a team, then why don't you call it Hongmeng?" Hong Mingtian pulled out the folding fan pinned to his waist again, and unfolded it with a "poof", thinking of a name.

This name is very suitable for the taste of Fei Xuan and Zheng Jia, and it was determined without any objection, and after the group finished eating, they also bought new clothes for Che Xiao to make him look less shabby.

Half a month passed quickly, and the start time was held as scheduled, and sure enough, this year's new Sunset Battle had a larger crowd and the arena looked a little different than last year.

What's the difference?

"Let's take a look at the new rules and changes this year. Last year's big ring was split into four smaller rings of equal size, and the reduction in size also led to a decrease in the number of people that could be accommodated in each ring. There are only 400 people in this competition, and correspondingly, there are 100 players in each ring. ”

The narrator was still Yuan Jiang Xie who was standing at the top of the gladiatorial arena, and then introduced:

"The battle of the new sunset adopts a five-five elimination system, one is held a day, half of the people are eliminated in one game, and the top fifty rankings are officially determined on the third day, but the ranking still needs to be determined by the victory or defeat of the battle, this new sunset battle is less than the previous nature of life and death, so anyone who kills by mistake will be killed according to the laws of the Heaven and Earth Empire. ”

"In the end, the end of the game depends on the number of players on the field, and even if someone unfortunately dies on the field and is not cleared out of the ring in time, the number of temporary deposits will not decrease. Here, I appeal to everyone, so that you don't hurt your life, have you understood?"

Yuan Jiang Xie said the basic rules, and the people below all echoed and understood, and with a crisp bell ringing in the ring, the battle of the new sunset soon began.

Zheng Jia and his entourage were unlucky, and they were all scattered, Fei Xuan was in District 1, Hong Mingtian was in District 2, Zheng Jia and Nanxiao were in District 3, and Che Xiao was in District 4.

This battle is more quality than the previous one, excluding the rookies of Yizhongshan, Zheng Jia and Nanxiao are definitely waterless in the battle they have experienced under the premise of being safe.

No, as soon as it opened, someone came to Zheng Jia's trouble.

I don't know if it's because I'm jealous of his value, or if I want to see if Zheng Jia has the ability to be feared by all the demons, at this beginning, the three people from the two mountains attacked the two of them with a horn.

The two were back to back, Zheng Jia originally wanted to defend first, but Nan Xiao got out of this state first, pulled out the Yuhua sword in his hand and stabbed at a tall and thin man.

This sudden move made Zheng Jia a little overwhelmed, but when he was about to go to support, he was continuously attacked by a man and a woman in front of him, and he couldn't break free.

The crisp sound of metal colliding exploded between Nan Xiao and the tall and thin man, and the two were shocked back a few steps from each other, but it can be seen from this formation that Nan Xiao didn't seem to suffer much loss.

"That person's strength should also be in the early stage of Nieyama, otherwise he wouldn't have fought so disorganized. ”

In between the battle, Zheng Jia's afterglow glanced at Nan Xiao's side, and after making sure that she would not have problems for the time being, he focused on his own battle.

After a few face-to-face shots, Zheng Jia can roughly draw a conclusion, that is, the strength of this man and woman is around the level of the second mountain.

Although the strength is higher than his own, Zheng Jia didn't think that the two of them would cause him any big trouble, the blood-drinking sword in his hand blocked the left and right, and the ping-pong sputtered a few sparks.

Although Zheng Jia's pace has always been backwards, this rhythm is still orderly, which does not mean that he is at a disadvantage, but is always looking for the flaws of the other party.

But his expectations are still a bit too high, the two of them cooperate seamlessly, and every action is connected without finding any fault, which makes it difficult for Zheng Jia to find an opportunity to attack from it, and retreats again and again.

But soon, Zheng Jia came up with a plan, and the Pure Yang Sword Technique changed from the original rush style to the slow style, and every dodge became much slower, which made the attacks launched by his opponent more and more violent.

Pure Yang Sword Technique, there are four types of priority, and those who are slow can be confused or confused and show the enemy to be weak.

This "flaw" was exposed more and more obviously, and the man's heart for victory became more and more urgent, and finally, the sword in his hand quickly scraped over, making Zheng Jia's pace more compact.

But because of the desire in his heart, the original tacit cooperation was completely disrupted, and he had a fair duel with Zheng Jia alone.

Slow didn't seem to be in a hurry during this stormy attack, but every time he narrowly blocked or changed the opponent's attack route.

Seeing that the other party obviously had a flaw and he couldn't break it, this man's mentality seemed to be a little explosive, humming in his mouth, and the swordsmanship in his hand became more and more chaotic.

Even so, Zheng Jia still didn't start to move, but played more slowly, in fact, he was also exercising his proficiency in this move.

Among the four types of priority, it is the most difficult to play the slow style, and the biggest shortcoming is to always predict the opponent's attack route, so as to dodge well in advance, the slower, the more flaws will be exposed, which is a great test of one's mental strength.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the woman also joined the ranks of the fight, but now their cooperation was not as good as it had just been, and she felt a little out of tune anyway, and even almost hit her own people's offensive line a few times.

Slow and abrupt, I saw Zheng Jia's speed like a creeping cheetah, not moving, and the movement was amazing.

In the face of this sudden stormy attack, the man and woman were suddenly beaten to the ground, and the original advantage suddenly fell to the bottom.

The sound of the metal colliding of ping-pong became louder and more harsh, and the man and woman also fought and retreated, both trying to find a point of cooperation in the defense, but it was completely too late.

Because they find that no matter how much they want to cooperate with each other's movements, they have misunderstood the meaning of what they are thinking in their hearts, not when they are in a hurry, but also when they are bumping and bumping, and the more backwards they go.

In the end, they fell back to the edge of the ring, and they all stepped on one foot and fell into the ring.

But Nan Xiao's side is different, this tall and thin man seems to be deliberately hiding his strength, and the two of them have been back and forth, but this person suddenly broke out and forced Nan Xiao to retreat step by step.

"The wind is even!"

With a loud shout, I saw that the long sword in the hand of this tall and thin man conjured up a lot of sword qi, and stabbed at Nan Xiao one by one at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

At this moment, Nan Xiao understood the seriousness of the situation, and a few jumps first dodged the sword qi in front of her, but the number of sword qi of the latecomer doubled or two, making it more difficult for her to dodge.

Seeing this, Zheng Jia carried the water under his feet without leaving a line of footwork, and his body surged towards the tall and thin man like a swift wind, and the blood-drinking sword stabbed straight away, and a sword qi attacked his dantian with a sword qi.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, both of them took a few steps back, and this sword Zheng Jia used a heavy style, and the force was so great that it almost knocked the tall and thin man to the ground.

It was Zheng Jia's attack that Nan Xiao had a chance to get out, and took several steps back in a row, trying not to get involved in their battle.

But the changes in the ring are changeable, although Zheng Jia relieved Nan Xiao, it doesn't mean that she is safe.

Originally, after defeating the man and the woman, Zheng Jia thought that he could fight two and one steadily, but he didn't expect to fight with this thin and tall man a few times now, and then he knew that his strength had exceeded the double mountain level, that is to say, he and Hong Mingtian, who had not been unsealed in the dantian, were the same strength.

The two swords were waved in the hands of the two, and the sound of ping-pong was heard, and in this slightly rhythmic sound, Nan Xiao suddenly attacked a person behind him.

The woman who sneaked up from behind was a woman with short brown and black hair, although the skin on her body was not very white, but something protruding from her chest was extremely eye-catching.

"Ding!"

The spear and the rain sword collided with each other, bursting into a burst of sparks, and the two women waved their weapons at each other, and even the air around them was slashed by the weapons.

"Gun Heart!"

As the woman shouted with a crisp voice, she saw the blade of the spear cut through a few arcs, and the arc was slightly energetic, and she attacked Nan Xiao's position. Of course, Nan Xiao has not come in vain these days, and in the face of opponents whose strength is almost the same as his own, he naturally still has useful martial arts.

"Ice Strike!"

Immediately following Nan Xiao's shout, I saw that the vitality around the Yuhua Sword condensed with each other, forming one ice pick after another, and the ice pick went towards the heart of the gun, and after a few muffled sounds, a cold mist spread.

The fog didn't spread much, but it gradually spread between the two women, and its cold aura combined with the current environment made the speed of both of them slow down significantly.

"Come again!"

Nan Xiao was a little unwilling, and the Yuhua Sword in his hand seemed to become illusory in his hand, and after a few swipes, more than a dozen ice picks gathered.

But this time the woman did not use the heart of the spear again, but plunged the spear into the ground, and the vitality gathered on the spear, and kicked it on the barrel of the gun.

The spear flew out like an oversized sword, and an invisible shield of vitality stabbed out of the front of the spear, carrying the ice picks one by one.

I saw Nan Xiao's pupils shrink suddenly, and when he saw that his ice picks were smashed by this spear like tofu one by one, his vitality gathered all over his body, and he kicked his legs, trying to dodge this spear like an arrow off the string.

But he didn't expect that this "arrow" seemed to be automatically tracking, no matter where Nan Xiao ran, it would chase it.

"Zheng Jia, save me!"

In desperation, Nan Xiao had no choice but to call Zheng Jia for help, and a lot of beads of sweat appeared on her body, and she couldn't stop being chased by the "giant arrow" at all.

Hearing the cry for help, Zheng Jia turned his head back, and saw that Nan Xiao was really in danger, and he didn't care about the battle with this tall and thin man, so he turned his body, and the blood-drinking sword emitted a faint ghostly red light, and the sword hit the barrel of this gun.

It was also because of this attack that the barrel of the gun fell heavily to the ground, and it was difficult to get up again, and finally it was the woman who carried out the sneak attack to attract it with her vitality, and then she took it into her hand.

Panting heavily, Nan Xiao was a little overwhelmed, her vitality was a little depleted, and her flushed little face looked a little tempting, but now was not the time to pay attention to these.

The two were back to back, Zheng Jia facing the woman with the gun, while Nan Xiao faced the tall, thin man who was gradually approaching......