In the ring, the battle has been going on for half an hour. Although the Great Swordsman and the Assassin had no scars, they were already sweating profusely, and even though they had taken the pill, the physical fatigue and mental exhaustion still made them move more and more slowly.

On the other side, Zhan Tian, who seemed to have been dodging and bleeding, became more and more excited the more he fought, he dodged more and more calmly, his wounds healed faster and faster, and fighting almost became his instinct. Feeling that the other side was tired, he grinned, adjusted his posture, bowed his waist, horse step, left fist chest guard, right fist rib guard. The black light condensed in the right fist again, and the great swordsman and the assassin saw the familiar scene, but before they could react, Zhan Tian's right fist rushed into the sky, and the black light group split into two, and there were two soft sounds.

The Great Swordsman and the Assassin were already lying on their backs under the ring, and the two glanced at each other on the stretcher of the ambulance personnel, then turned their heads to look at the tattered Zhan Tian in the ring, and smiled bitterly. There are no serious injuries, just that they have lost their strength, and more importantly, they have fallen out of the ring.

Around the ring, the noise was extraordinary, and this game, because of the unregulated match of the battle day, made the game extremely hot. Zhan Tian has defeated his opponents again and again, and his popularity is also rising, worshipping the strong, which is the common feature of all weak people.

In the ring, the referee looked at Zhan Tian who was closed and cross-legged, and he asked with some curiosity, "Zhan Tian Xiaoyou, why don't you use spirit stones to recover?" ”

"Spirit stones? I don't have one, can I advance in advance? ”

“...... This won't work, but I can lend you some. "The referee is an old man, Martial Emperor Xiuwei, he took out ten spirit stones from the storage ring and handed them to Zhantian.

Zhan Tian took it, opened the smiling old man in front of him, and bowed. He came here, just met the game, hungry and waited for three days, know the importance of the spirit stone, no spirit stone, even eating is a problem, sleep is fine, feel free to find a corner to lean on, the sky is the quilt, the ground is the bed. But if he doesn't eat, he is really hungry, hungry and flustered, hungry and uncomfortable. Aside from fighting, he didn't know how to earn spirit stones at all.

The spirit stone in his hand contained energy, and Zhan Tian's stomach rumbled, as if he felt the energy that could be absorbed. Zhan Tian instinctively stuffed it into his mouth, clicked and chewed, and swallowed it. A warm current rushed to the stomach, spreading comfort throughout the body. One, two, but two or three breaths, Zhan Tian ate all ten spirit stones, smacked his lips with satisfaction, his body shook, pieces of blood residue and dead skin of wounds fell off, and he stomped his feet, and the air waves rolled, cleaning up his surroundings.

"Zhantian Xiaoyou, you, you ate the spirit stone?"

The referee's eyes are like lanterns, he has lived thousands of years, he has seen all kinds of strange things, he can eat spirit stones, chew and eat them like spirit stones, he is really the first time to see it, is Zhan Tian a demon beast, but it's not right, if he is a demon beast, he can't get into the ring at all, his brain is messy.

"Well, I haven't eaten in three days. This thing tastes good, sweet, and a little bitter......"

Zhan Tian ate the spirit stone, there were many people who saw it, and some viewers protested loudly, demanding to test Zhan Tian's identity, mainly because too many people lost miserably because of Zhan Tian. The referee was polite to Zhantian, but he would not be polite to those weak people who did not dare to go on stage, and glanced at the most fierce audience members in the audience with disdain, and his voice suddenly became quieter as soon as he pressed his momentum.

On the podium, Catherine was even more curious, while Lucy next to her pouted and counted with her fingers in distress, one hundred, two hundred, four hundred, seven hundred.

The fourth game began, three people, a shield warrior, a mage, a priest, a standard battle group, and the war pastor. After the two sides saluted each other, the battle began.

The shield warrior raised his shield and collided, Zhan Tian was also a horse step, relying on his left hand to block, the shield warrior who was already a seventh-level samurai, the impact force was sufficient, Zhan Tian retreated more than ten steps to stabilize his body, and before he could relax, a big fireball had smashed into his chest, staggered back three steps, and could stop his body, as long as he took another step, he fell out of the ring and lost.

The scorching pain in his chest and face, accompanied by the smell of burnt skin and flesh, stimulated Zhan Tian's nerves, and he was careless, and he was satisfied with eating the spirit stone. Quickly stabilize your body, turn sideways, advance, and dodge the second big fireball. The fireball flew out of the ring, splashing a ripple on the barrier above the auditorium and slowly dissipating.

This battle lasted for two hours, because of the priest's recovery technique, with the supply of elixir, both spiritual power and spirit can be replenished, the tacit understanding of the three of them, the more they fight, the more excited they become, and many loopholes in the cooperation are constantly improving and tending to perfection, but they are hindered by the shackles of their own strength.

The three of them have made great progress, but they also know that they have lost, from the beginning when the shield warrior can knock back more than ten steps from Zhan Tian, to now he can only make his body shake slightly, from the beginning of the big fireball can smash Zhan Tian three steps, and now he waves his hand to bounce the fireball, the three of them know that they have no chance, and the priest who has been quietly releasing the recovery technique behind him has long been tired, and the small hand holding the staff trembles.

The referee announced the results of the game after the three of them admitted defeat, looking at the shattered dead skin, re-energetic Zhantian, the referee was also shocked, he was closest to the battlefield, and he could feel the changes in Zhantian the most, he seemed to be practicing with his opponent, from the rustiness of the first game, to the current proficiency, although the movements were monotonous, but they were worlds apart, he was really curious about whether he could win the championship.

On the command platform, Lucy's little face was flushed, she had already lost all her pocket money for half a month, if Zhan Tian continued to win, she didn't dare to calculate how much she would lose, even if Catherine promised to help her, she was afraid, afraid that every time she saw hope, the result was disappointment.

This intermission, almost a quarter of an hour, no way, it seems to be a ring match, but there are too many interests involved. Especially those owners who sit in the village and open casinos, many of them are not only painful, but also distressed. The odds they offered for Zhan Tian have dropped again and again, from one to ten at the beginning, to one to one now, they can't stop the fanaticism of some Zhan Tian brainless fans. originally cursed Zhan Tian, but after seeing the neighbors who had won the battle day one by one, they all quietly shut up and began to secretly borrow money to win the battle day.

Now, almost two-thirds of the audience in the audience think that Zhan Tian will win, which makes several bosses who sit in the village rack their brains, dot up and down, and collude in many ways to come up with a five-person team.

The fifth game began, warriors, mages, priests, thieves, archers, looking at the standard team, the audience was shocked, some scolded the five people for being shameless, and some scolded the war heaven for causing them to go bankrupt and deserve retribution.

The battle began, and the five people this time were all samurai level nine, and if you were careful, you would definitely find that these five people were all patchwork, and they were all the leaders of each bounty team. Not only is it strong in combat effectiveness, but it is also well-equipped, and the low-level martial arts team is not an opponent.

In a corner of the auditorium, Hei Lin and Hade were communicating sounds.

"Brother Hed, you don't think he'll win, do you? This is comparable to the strength of a low-level martial arts team. ”

"Lin'er, it's hard to say, if he really trains his opponent, then he should still be able to win......"

In the ring, the game has begun. The thief stealthily approached, threw the black bottle to the ground, Zhan Tian was shrouded in black fog, the mage's staff was raised, the wood winding technique fixed Zhan Tian, the archer screamed, a war eagle rushed towards Zhan Tian, bowed sideways, nine spiritual energy arrows shot out rapidly, the warrior's mask was pulled down, his hands raised his shield, and his hind feet stomped on the ground, savagely rambling.