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The center of the star field, the Colosseum.

There are crowds of people, the crowds fluctuate, and the whole scene is extremely hot.

"Damn, how many people are here. ”

"Let's talk less about hundreds of thousands. ”

"Selling tickets has made a lot of money. ”

"Why haven't you come out yet, I can't wait. ”

"A hundred planes, a hundred Chosen One, hahaha...... I definitely watched it this time. ”

......

Everyone in the audience was excited, and they were looking forward to the next battle, which would be exciting.

In addition to spectators, there are also bets.

The odds of each chosen one are 1:100, there are no exceptions, all are the same, just like choosing a special code, and you will make a fortune if you choose it.

That's what excites them the most.

A hundred times, the odds are scary.

For the information of these Chosen One, few people can get up, a hundred planes, a hundred peak young powerhouses, each of them has the potential to become the true Chosen One, called by the creator god, and favored to become the new main god.

Lord God!

Super incomparable existence, the existence of absolute hegemony in the star field.

There are only two ways to become the main god, the first is to be favored by the creator god, and the other is to become the main god.

The second is to hunt the main god to obtain the main godhead.

Either one is extremely difficult, almost impossible.

......

Players' lounge.

Qin Tian leaned to the side, watching many people around him busy selecting equipment and waiting quietly.

"Excalibur of Destruction?"

"Caesar's suit!"

"Oh my God, these are all good equipment that can't be exploded, hahaha......"

"A bunch of hillbillies haven't seen the world, these things are. The person who spoke was Mo Changtian, a lean man from the Dragon Teng plane, and as he spoke, he took out the long sword he was wearing, and said with a smug smile: "Do you know what it is?"

"No sword!"

"The weapon used by the main god night skyscraper has the breath of the main god, have you seen it in this group?"

Mo Changtian's face was full of pride.

He didn't even glance at the weapons stockpiled in the break room.

Truly.

Possession of the Master's weapon does despise these equipment.

Mo Changtian smiled coldly and said, "You people are really unlucky to meet Lao Tzu." I still advise you not to play. Otherwise, it will be embarrassing to send you back to the West with a sword in front of hundreds of thousands of people, hahaha......"

As he spoke, he burst out laughing.

While laughing, he walked towards the outside of the lounge, walked to Qin Tian's side and said coldly, and said disdainfully: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you?"

As he spoke, he waved the sword in his hand.

The long sword made a violent humming sound, and the aura of the main god diffused. The whole lounge became extremely depressing, extremely uncomfortable, as if the heart was pressed by a boulder, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Qin Tian's feet stretched out outside shrank slightly, and he smiled faintly.

Mo Changtian's face turned cold, and the long sword slammed and stopped half a centimeter away from Qin Tian's neck. Said coldly: "What are you laughing at, dead garbage." ”

Qin Tian's body trembled slightly, revealing a frightened look.

Mo Changtian immediately laughed out loud and said, "I'm afraid, dead waste, you kind of garbage also came to participate in the battle of the Chosen One, it's simply here to send you to death." ”

Qin Tian said lightly: "I'm afraid, I'm scared." I'm scared and want to die. ”

Forthwith.

Two fingers slammed into the sword at the neck. His brows furrowed, and the green tendons on his arms flare up. Said lightly: "Broken!"

Two fingers and one force.

Mo Changtian's face twisted, he wanted to draw his sword and slash it, but he found that he couldn't pull out the sword, his face was shocked, and when he wanted to scold, he found that none of the swords were cracking quickly!

The main god's weapon will crack?!

What's the situation?

Without waiting for Mo Changtian to react, Qin Tian raised his face, slapped it down, and shouted: "Damn, call you crazy, crazy your sister, Lao Tzu is not crazy, you have a fart qualification crazy." ”

"Bang!"

Mo Changtian was slapped to the ground, his whole body twitched a few times, and he never got up again.

The whole lounge fell silent in an instant.

They all looked at Qin Tian with dull eyes, all stupid.

Two fingers clipped off the main god-level weapon, and a slap directly killed a player, and it was also a peak-level player, which ......

Completely unacceptable same.

Is the difference in strength really that big?

Qin Tian clapped his hands, looked at everyone and said lightly: "I advise you, where did you come from, go back, don't get involved, once I have no mercy except for this lounge!"

These are innocent people.

In his eyes, he is not a boss-level person.

Just like the players in the game, at some point Qin Tian had a trace of sympathy for them, and while sympathizing with them, he also found himself a little pathetic, having been manipulated for so many years, he was still stupid to participate in the Chosen One Competition.

Life is like a play, and drama is like life.

But this life is your own, but the drama you play is arranged for you by others, and you are just a chess piece to be manipulated by others, and if you want to die, you will die.

Just like this time the system penalizes.

If you don't participate in the Chosen One Battle within a month, you will directly blow yourself up, what is this called?

After Qin Tian finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

There was silence in the lounge, they all came for a place as a main god, so they gave up?

Is the number of the main gods important, or is it the fate that matters?

While measuring, many people make choices......

......

There are a total of ten rest rooms like Qin Tianzhi's.

When Qin Tian walked to the center of the arena, there were already many people there, all of them looked invincible, looking at no one with a look of contempt, Qin Tian shook his head and sneered and did not dissuade him.

No one will listen to him, even if they say anything.

The quota of the main gods, the incomparable temptation, are they still human beings if they don't fight at this time? Are they still worthy of the system that has accompanied them for many years?

Qin Tian stood aside with his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and pondered, waiting for the time to start the war.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Twelve o'clock at noon.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the sky above the Colosseum.

Followed by.

The people who had selected the equipment in the ten lounges walked out one after another, including the people in Qin Tian's lounge.

They walked up to Qin Tian with a bitter look on their faces, and said with a wry smile: "We want to abstain, but the punishment for abstaining is that the system explodes itself, we have no choice but to work hard, this game is really dominated by someone ......"

After hearing this, Qin Tian looked up at the sky, smiled coldly, and said, "You are really ruthless!"

My heart sank.

Looking at the ninety Heavenly Chosen One in the Colosseum, Qin Tian secretly said in his heart: "Since this is the case, then don't blame me, I was also forced......"

Everything is in someone else's hands.

Even if he had the heart to let these people go, they would not be able to escape death, not to mention that these people also wanted their own lives.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The battle began.

The scene was chaotic, and all kinds of powerful moves were unleashed overwhelmingly. ，

Qin Tian walked towards the center step by step, all the attacks were automatically ejected by the aura on his body, these attacks were too weak for him!

Immediately.

His eyes were stunned, his fists were clenched violently, his right foot stepped on, and he shouted, "Die!"

A powerful blast erupted from under his feet......

**(To be continued.) )