said that Lu Li killed mutants with one hit in the first two games. This has already amazed the tens of thousands of people on the field, but his next combat effectiveness subverted everyone's judgment of him.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Lu Li is like a tireless machine, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, all the way forward, killing one mutant after another.

In the third game, Lu Li held a ** in his hand, and it only took three moves to cut the opponent under the knife

In the fourth game, it was still the **, Lu Li used four moves, and in the fifth game, he used five moves......

Until the eighth game, the ** in Lu Li's hand had been curled up, still unstoppable, without any exhaustion, in more than ten fierce collisions with the opponent, the last knife cut off the head of the mutant, leaving only a headless corpse half-kneeling on the ground, convulsions all around, blood flowing.

In these six gladiatorial battles, every time Lu Li killed a mutant, the cheers in the arena sounded once, and the sound was higher and higher each time, accumulating to the eighth game, and the cheers in the entire gladiatorial arena were already resounding in the sky.

Nearly 10,000 people stood up, blushing and cheering, Lu Li's crushing killing again and again just now made them immersive. It seems that the figure in the field is himself, and when he raises his hands and feet, the mutant is in a different place.

Many people have even burst into tears, the end has come for hundreds of years, human beings have suffered too much, even today, many people have become mutant blood food every day.

Therefore, all human beings hate mutants, because it is these monsters that have destroyed countless families, separated by yin and yang.

Although I hate, I can't help it, especially the nearly 10,000 people at the scene, although some of them have some low-level statuses, but most of them are ordinary people who don't cultivate blood souls, and they may never have the opportunity to go to the front line of the race in this life.

And Lu Li, with a knife in his hand, was unstoppable, especially the unyielding, indomitable, and indomitable iron will exuded from his body, which made their blood boil.

After winning eight games in a row and winning consecutive battles, Lu Li used his iron will to rekindle the blood of nearly 10,000 people on the scene, and at this moment, these nearly 10,000 people agreed with Lu Li, because they are of the same kind and origin. At this moment, Lu Li is the hero in their hearts, the hero who drinks the blood of the enemy!

"Lu Li!"

"Lu Li!"

“......”

First, a thin voice shouted Lu Li's name, and then more and more people spoke out, gradually converging into an earth-shattering sound, overwhelming wave after wave, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, the entire gladiatorial arena belongs to only one person, and that is "Lu Li"!

Compared to the almost crazy cheers of nearly 10,000 people, the faces of the people in the world at the scene were unprecedentedly dignified, and Lu Li's combat power was completely beyond their expectations before.

Listening to the cheers and shouts that resounded in their ears, many people in the world realized that the Mu family may have really miscalculated this time, no matter whether they can kill Lu Li or not today, one thing is certain, the Mu family has lost the hearts of nearly 10,000 people at the scene.

"Today is the hearts of nearly 10,000 people, but what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" Lei Qianlie was unprecedentedly excited, although he had long expected that what the Mu family did would lose some people's hearts, but he didn't expect it to be so thorough.

And the source of this qiē is the young man standing in the field with his head up!

Lei Qianlie silently looked at Lu Li in the field, his eyes were unprecedentedly strict, and he said secretly: This son's combat power is so strong, and his will is even more amazing, maybe he should really consider including it in the central government, but now I'm afraid it's too late......

Lu Li won consecutive battles, eight consecutive victories, the most excited is Ling Xi is weak, at this moment, looking at Lu Li, who is standing in the field and not moving. His pretty face was flushed with excitement, and his beautiful eyes were even a little moist.

"Grandpa, he's won eight, he's won eight...... As long as you win two more games, you can get out of the gladiatorial arena!" Ling Xiwan hugged his grandfather Ling Wansheng's arm and kept shaking, how could he have the usual appearance of a quiet lady.

Ling Wansheng smiled helplessly at his granddaughter's appearance, and said secretly: This is only the eighth game, and the next two games are the real test.

However, Lu Li did surprise him, except for the first game, he was able to kill seven mutants with the strength of the late stage of the first realm one after another, which was really a bit beyond ordinary people, or it was simply a move against the sky.

You must know that the ** strength of mutants is far stronger than that of humans, even if it is a blood soul warrior, under the strength of the same realm, they are generally suppressed. Lu Li, on the other hand, subverted this law and killed eight mutants in a row, and he looked clean and neat.

"Grandpa, I also want to cultivate the Blood Soul!"

Just as Ling Wansheng was secretly admiring Lu Li, a familiar crisp voice suddenly sounded in his ears, so startled that he almost sat on the ground, turned his head and looked at this only granddaughter in confusion, and said to himself, could it be that he had auditory hallucinations?

"Grandpa, I also want to cultivate the Blood Soul!" Ling Xi saw the confused look on his grandfather's face, thinking that he hadn't heard clearly, so he said again.

Ling Wansheng didn't say anything yet, but Ling Aniu, who was originally shouting loudly by pulling his neck, jumped in front of her suddenly, and said urgently: "Pity the weak, what are you doing with cultivating the blood soul well, it's very hard, don't learn, you will have brothers to protect you in the future......" Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the side by Ling Wansheng.

"Pity the weak, you ...... Not kidding? Are you sure?" Ling Wansheng confirmed in a trembling voice.

"Well, I'm going to carry out bloodline cultivation!" Ling Xi's weak gaze looked at a certain figure in the field, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Pity the weak, you forgot, it's a very bitter ......" I don't know when, Ling Aniu's huge head came over again.

Ling Wansheng angrily and amusefully kicked it aside again, and shouted, "Shut up!" Seeing that Ling Xi's weak eyes were full of surprise, he couldn't help but want to laugh heartily.

He knows his granddaughter best, a typical soft on the outside and strong on the inside, once he makes a decision in his heart, he will persevere in it, since he said such a thing, it must not be a whim, but really made up his mind.

"Hey, thanks to that kid. Looking at Ling Xi's weak gaze, Ling Wansheng knew the subtle relationship between this, and he thought that he might be able to help this kid after a while.

Ling Xi is weak, the only girl in the three generations of the Ling family in Chuanzhou Mansion, a genuine pearl in the palm of her hand, this is known to everyone. But there was one thing they didn't know, Ling Xiqiao awakened the blood soul at the age of fourteen.

was once pinned on by the Ling family, but unfortunately it made people. Ling Xiweak naturally doesn't like to fight, and he can't stand the hardships of practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, no matter how he coaxes and induces, he still fishes for three days and dries his nets for two days. Three years have passed, and even the first vitality in the body has not been warmed up.

is in the spoiling of the only daughter of this family, and the ancestors in the clan are reluctant to fight, and they are reluctant to scold, especially when they see her when she is still a child, in the cold wind and heat, or shivering, or sweating profusely.

In the end, she simply let it go and no longer forced her, the Ling family protected her for the rest of her life, could it be that she would become a top wealthy family, and she couldn't protect a girl?

At the beginning, Ling Wansheng did not give up, and still induced Chunchun, but every time he fell short in the middle of the way, for no other reason, but it was the brothers who had held Ling Xiweak in their hands since childhood, and they couldn't see her suffering from this, and every time they tried every means to sabotage.

No, seeing that Ling Xi's weakness didn't seem like a joke, Ling Aniu couldn't care about his grandfather's warning eyes, so he rushed to him again, and said hurriedly: "But the blood soul cultivation is really hard......"

"Then I'll learn too!" Ling Xi glared weakly at his second brother.

Ling Wansheng didn't kick this time, but then he was almost choked by Ling Aniu's words.

"Okay, just learn, the second brother is next to you with your favorite iced pear juice, and you can take a sip if you want to drink it. ”

"Well, I knew that the second brother was the best for me. ”

Then only Ling Aniu was left smirking at the sight of his head.

"Oh my God, why is my Ling family's brain lacking roots......" Ling Wansheng couldn't help but sigh again.