080. I feel no pressure

Entrance to the Hell's Killing Fields is a ticket, a glass of Bloody Mary.

This thing is very easy to obtain for Chen Luo, just find an unlucky one, and Bloody Mary will be in hand.

In this place where there are no rules, everything is in the best interests of the people.

After entering the Hell Killing Field, Chen Luo soon ushered in his first battle.

The scuffle unfolded on an open field, and there were about five adults sitting in the surrounding spectator seats, most of them all looking very enthusiastic, and when Chen Luo and his nine opponents entered the arena, most of the audience cheered.

This made Chen Luo very suspicious, these viewers were afraid that they were not the atmosphere group invited by the staff of the Hell Killing Field.

"The battle begins!"

With the referee's order, Chen Luo and the other ten people immediately dispersed, keeping a safe enough distance from their opponents.

In the case of uncertainty about the strength of the opponent, the pre-war confrontation is an essential link, and this link does not last too long.

Chen Luo simply glanced at his opponents, and then began to walk towards the nearest opponent, he was the first of all to start acting.

The person who was chosen as the target by Chen Luo was a lame man, giving people a weak appearance, but as long as someone with a little brain can know that the other party's strength is definitely not simple, and the people who can survive in this place and dare to participate in the hell killing field are more or less ruthless.

Chen Luo naturally knew this, but he still chose the other party as his target, and there was no other complicated reason, just because the lame man was closest to him.

Chen Luo's speed became faster and faster, so fast that the other people who were ready to act involuntarily stopped their movements and focused on Chen Luo's body.

As Chen Luo moved forward quickly, the distance between him and the lame man kept shrinking.

A sneer flashed on the lame man's face, he squatted slightly on one leg, and then violently exerted force, the ground was actually stepped on by him, and his whole person rushed towards Chen Luo like a cannonball, his speed seemed to be faster than Chen Luo.

"Lame Seven has won five games in a row, that kid really doesn't have the eyesight to see that he is the first choice as a target, isn't this looking for death......"

The audience in the spectator seat was not the atmosphere group that Chen Luo ridiculed, most of them were regulars here, some of them had participated in the battle, and more of them were preparing in advance for their upcoming battle.

When Chen Luo rushed towards the lame seven, there was a lot of discussion on the viewing seat, but their discussion did not last long.

"Bang!"

Hearing only a muffled sound, Lame Seven stopped in mid-air, and then slowly fell to the ground, and no one could see how Lame Seven was killed by Chen Luo.

The originally noisy spectator seat suddenly fell silent, and they looked at Chen Luo dumbfounded one by one, unable to understand the four words as if written on their faces.

Chen Luo gently waved his left hand, which had just attacked, and without looking at the lame Qi, he walked towards the target closest to him at the moment.

The person who became Chen Luoxin's target instantly panicked, he swallowed his saliva, and then shouted in a little panic: "He's so strong, everyone is on it together, are you waiting to die?" ”

"Hurry up, why are you still stunned?"

No one responded, no matter how much the man cried, and just as he was desperate, one of them stepped forward, but only walked a few steps and stopped.

In this kind of melee, it is not easy to form an alliance, unless people who have been through many battles already know that their opponents cannot be defeated.

The man looked at the others with some despair, and then prepared for battle with a ruthless face.

Chen Luo soon came to the man's approach, and the battle was about to break out.

At this time, the battle of other people has also begun, in such an extremely cruel battle, it is not a rational thing to choose to watch the battle all the time, they were shocked by Chen Luo's strength before, and now they have all come to their senses, and they just want to seize the opportunity to kill the others.

In this battle, there is no existence that is killed by others because of a loss of mind, and one by one seems to be more cautious.

The man was constantly attacking Chen Luo at this time, and his fists swung vigorously at Chen Luo, but they all landed in the air.

Chen Luo didn't immediately take measures against the man, but just passively chose to dodge, his seemingly extremely casual movements, but he was always able to dodge the man's fist just right.

The man is not stupid, he knows that he is being played by the other party, or he has become an experimental subject in a state of adaptation, and death is getting closer and closer to him.

The feeling of imminent death was uncomfortable, the man seemed more and more nervous, the attack was a little disorganized, and finally he couldn't stand the huge pressure in his heart, and chose to escape, and the price of escape was obviously death.

Chen Luo smashed his fist on the man's back, and at this time, the sharp-eyed audience noticed that the moment Chen Luo's fist touched the man's back, a faint blue light flashed, and the man fell to the ground as if he had been hit hard.

Chen Luo looked for the next target, and the situation after that was not much different from the first two, and they fell under Chen Luo's fists one by one.

It is worth mentioning that two of the ten enemies with good strength each took out one target, and Chen Luo's final record was eight kills.

Chen Luo, who walked out of the Hell Killing Field, breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and said secretly in his heart: "I don't feel any pressure, but the control of the thunder scales needs to be further strengthened, and I can only release that kind of attack once in a short period of time, if only I could release it as I want." ”

"When you're new to school, let's find a place to stay."

Chen Luo walked along the street and walked forward, and after walking less than a hundred meters, he noticed no less than ten pairs of eyes hidden in the shadows staring at him, with the pupil of the divine dragon, any existence hiding in the shadows had nothing to hide.

"Rustling ......"

Footsteps suddenly sounded behind Chen Luo, and finally someone couldn't hold back and made a move on Chen Luo.

Chen Luo still walked unhurriedly, until the footsteps came to two meters away from him, he suddenly turned around, his left hand clenched into a fist, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his fist, and landed steadily on a man wrapped in a black robe, knocking it out directly.

After killing the black-robed man, Chen Luo continued to move forward.

After Chen Luo's figure disappeared, three or five people with different appearances went to check on the man's body, and they all looked shocked.

There was a noticeable depression in the man's chest, which was pitch black and emitted a scorching smell.

A short-haired woman took out a short dagger and cut open the man's body, and the internal organs were no longer shaped, as if they had been cooked and boiled, and the appearance was still a little burnt.