In front of the ring.

More than 100 Class A professionals have put on a defensive posture.

Everyone was clothed with strong armor.

The warrior is on the outermost.

Ranged classes are hiding inside.

The long-haired man personally pointed out the defensive formation, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"The defense of more than a hundred people is naturally not so easy to break, so don't worry about it now, that kid will die."

He spoke.

"It's not interesting, it's a waste of time for the two of us to stay here." Gnome Road.

"I knew that I would let him pass the assessment casually, and then I would personally fight him and kill him directly." The long-haired man said.

He looked at the dozens of heads in the ring and regretted it in his heart.

So many men died.

A lot of things that are moving forward will be affected.

At that time, I noticed that the tone of the "Grim Reaper" was quite angry, and I couldn't understand it for a while.

Now understood.

This kind of person should be killed directly in front of him.

You must not give him a chance to slip away, otherwise it will be regretted!

The more the long-haired man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said, "Go, bring our execution rack." ”

"Yes, Boss."

Several of his subordinates hurriedly responded.

Soon.

A huge black iron frame about three people tall was moved to the front of the ring.

"Three hours later, he was gone." The long-haired man said.

"Boss means—"

"Here it is, stripped naked, chopped alive, burned until he dies."

"Yes."

Everyone looked at the huge iron frame, and fear gradually grew in their hearts.

This time.

Wu Xiaode was actually there.

He stood on the wall not far away, shrouded in the silent mist, quietly watching this scene.

Tsk –

It's a little tricky.

The knife I picked up was very ordinary, and I could barely see the knife that was cut out.

He didn't even have a sword himself.

Last time, I had to use "Thousand Hands, Violent Killing" to barely gather some sword rays and slash the soul's deceased with a sword.

At present, the joint defense of more than 100 people cannot be broken at all unless a thousand hands are used.

Do you want to use a thousand hands?

In that world that is about to be destroyed, no one sees it, but it doesn't matter.

It's in plain sight.

The ability to press the bottom of the box is also ready to deal with a strong man like a long-haired man in the future, if he sees it in advance, will it make him wary in advance?

Then think of something else.

It's really not going to work, and then use a thousand hands.

Other options......

Wu Xiaode sat down on the wall, meditating.

First of all-

This feature of showing the location every ten minutes is really annoying.

How does it know where it is?

That's right!

I have the skill of the Death Realm, and neither the Cyclops nor the "Grim Reaper" can detect it, so why can you know my location here?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought about it, and suddenly took out the number plate and studied it over and over again.

Two lines of small print suddenly appeared on the number plate:

"Real-time location display has been turned on on this information terminal."

"If you close this terminal, it is equivalent to losing the ring, and it will directly return to the realm of death."

It means that if you don't let me share my location, I'm going to die.

When Wu Xiaode saw it, he was a little pleased.

That's how you found out where I am.

So—

I'm not going to shut you down?

He placed the number plate on the wall tile beside him.

The numbered plate immediately showed a new line of small letters:

"You can't leave this number plate."

"If you are away for more than three seconds, you will be reminded immediately, and if you are away for more than ten seconds, you will be warned once; Collect two warnings, which means that you have given up on this ring match and are about to teleport to the world of death. ”

- It means that if I leave my body, you will die.

It doesn't seem to work that way.

So what else can be done?

Wu Xiaode took back the number plate, tilted his head and thought about it, and his mind suddenly moved.

A bronze hand reached out from the mist.

"Take it."

Wu Xiaode said silently in his heart.

Sure enough, the bronze hand stepped forward and took the number plate from him.

A line of small ice crystal letters suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Your bronze hand can be seen as an extension of your body, so it can be used as a substitute for you to hold the number plate."

Wu Xiaode immediately looked towards the number plate.

I saw that there was no movement on the number plate, and it seemed that the current situation was acquiesced.

There's a play!

In this case, the rules for sharing the position of the number plate will be clear!

Wu Xiaode looked at the time.

It's almost ten minutes again.

The mist on his body shook suddenly, spreading rapidly in all directions.

The fog was incorporeal and formless, and soon enveloped the entire ring.

"Go."

Wu Xiaode said silently.

The bronze hand grabbed his number plate and fluttered, eventually resting on top of the ring.

The bronze hand paused for a moment and slowly fell.

At this time, Wu Xiaode took a closer look at those A-brand professionals.

A muscular man caught his eye.

This strong man seems to be extremely strong, no one around dares to approach, just now someone looked at him, and he picked it up and slapped him.

The bronze hand wandered back and forth through the crowd, eventually landing next to a man beside the brawny man, hiding between his legs.

It's time.

The numbered plate again began to show where to hide.

Everyone subconsciously looked at their number plates -

"He's here!"

"This kid—"

"It's among us!"

"Oops, beware of sneak attacks!"

The crowd was agitated and shouted.

The roar of the strong man suddenly covered all voices: "It's him!" ”

He raised his fist the size of a sand bowl and slammed it into the face of the man beside him with all his might.

Boom.

There was a muffled sound.

The man was caught off guard and was directly shot in the head.

Everyone was silent.

Even the long-haired man under the ring couldn't help but swallow the "stop" in his throat.

- Kill everyone.

Did you kill the right one?

If that kid really gets into the crowd and gets punched, it's actually a big deal.

The crowd looked at the man's body, then at their number plates.

As everyone knows, at the same moment as the strong man made a move, the bronze hand swayed and moved a little, turning to the back of the strong man's buttocks.

So the result is-

"Not good!"

"Mistakenly, he's the kid!"

"He deliberately obfuscated!"

"Kill him!"

The crowd shouted.

"Slow! Stop it all! The long-haired man shouted.

Everyone immediately fell silent and stopped attacking

The strong man stood in the ring, his face pale and his legs trembling.

- He was surrounded by everyone, and he was almost killed by the fire.

It's still the boss who is wise!

The strong man breathed a sigh of relief, opened his arms, and was about to signal that he would not disobey his orders, when he suddenly felt something more in his hands.

He unconsciously reached out and shook it, only to realize that it was a knife.

The strong man hurriedly wanted to say something, but he found that his hand was held down by something, and he waved forward.

The golden thread flew out of the blade and struck the two pros.

The audience was silent.

The strong man hurriedly said, "Everyone-"

He tried to let go of his hand, but found that something was pinching his finger so tightly that he couldn't let go of the handle.

He wanted to use his other hand to help, but his crotch suddenly cooled, followed by a hot feeling beyond imagination.

It's simply-

melt

cliff

burst

Crack!

It turned out that the other bronze hand just now was behind his buttocks, holding the number plate tightly, and pointing into a gun, secretly sneaking a blow.

Some parts are not only human weaknesses, but also those of all mammals.

Wu Xiaode remembered that he had seen the scene of hyena hunting.

Even a lion, under the siege of the hyena pack, only dares to sit on the ground with his butt and flee while biting everywhere.

So the softness of this part is beyond imagination.

The strong man received this terrible blow, and the expression on his face changed continuously, and he was suddenly speechless.

Everyone saw that he looked weird, his head was covered with cold sweat, and the long knife in his hand was raised again-

Do you want him to kill?

"It's him! Kill him! ”

The long-haired man yelled.

The sound of intensive casting and attacks instantly resounded all around.

The strong man was carried away by a wave.

His body fell to the ground.

Ten seconds to come!

The whereabouts of all are again invisible.

"Bring his body down!" The long-haired man said loudly.

"Yes!"

The crowd answered, carried the body down, and placed it in front of the long-haired man.

The long-haired man squatted down and snorted softly, "This clumsy strategy, I also want to follow me-"

He closed his mouth before he finished his sentence.

Wrong.

Not at all.

The long-haired man looked at the number plate in his hand.

I saw a line of small words floating on the number plate, motionless:

"The street fighting continues."

Ongoing ......

If the boy died, the battle would naturally be over.

But the battle continues.

In other words, the boy was not dead.

The corners of the long-haired man's eyes jumped, his face became more and more hideous, and he suddenly roared angrily: "Admit defeat, you all admit defeat!" ”

The crowd was at a loss.

This is when they realize that the battle is not over.

The people I killed just now were all my own people.

It's all my own!

"Yes, Boss."

"Yes."

"I throw in the towel."

The pros withdrew from the battle in frustration.

"Do you want to get him through?" The dwarf asked.

"Let him pass, only if he passes, I will kill him." The long-haired man said with murderous intent on his face.

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