Lei Luo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard that the kill figure reported by the young woman was exactly the same as the number of heads he had actually killed.

It seems that the Iron Gate is still underestimating, and their monitoring tool is not a crystal sensor - or rather, it is not just a crystal sensor.

Could it be that the equipment is weird?" Lei Luo sighed softly.

Then there is no way.

Even if he had a gun on the back of his head, he couldn't give up the massive potential that was sent to him. Whether it is the Shadow Moon Continent or the World Realm where it is now, it is still full of mystery and danger. The sooner you improve your strength, the more secure your life will be.

"If you come here, you can only take one step at a time. Lei Luo made up his mind, but felt a lot more relaxed.

The demeanor of the other trialists was by no means easy. Especially the trio of the Backfire Martial Arts Gym, the original arrogance had turned into stunned and frightened, and Tie Qing's face looked like he had just been slapped by the big head.

Kill 24 people!

How did these two guys sent out by the Iwayama Martial Arts Hall do it? Could it be that they have been in the jungle for seven days without eating, drinking, or sleeping, looking for a killing opportunity?

With the exception of Pfister, Mona, and a few strong men, all eyes were on Tutu.

As the only son of the chief director of the Iwayama Martial Arts Gym, Tutu's identity is no secret for a long time, but his strength is too weak, so he has always been despised by everyone. Now the teenagers have come to their senses, it turns out that this fat boy is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Tutu maintained a solemn face very appropriately, his chubby body was like a deep mountain, and the grandmaster was full of bearing. At an angle where no one was looking, his legs were trembling, cold sweat was rolling down his chin, and even his crotch was already soaked.

Only then did he realize that Lei Luo around him was not only a paranoid, but also a murderer.

"What kind of meat have you fed me these days?" Tutu was more concerned about this issue than Lei Luo's sudden surge in strength.

Lei Luo was stunned by his rich imagination, and after a while, he replied maliciously, "You guessed right. ”

With a "wow", Tutu spit out on the spot.

Most of the people on the peak were stunned, not understanding what secret method they were practicing. Lei Luo smiled, walked to the distribution of equipment, and slowly picked it up.

The Trialists who were previously named have already received their mission rewards and are trying them on the spot, ready to experience different defense improvements. Only Mona didn't move as she carried her equipment bag, and she didn't seem to be interested in being lazy.

A short-haired woman in the Liufeng Martial Arts Pavilion had just put on her new protective gloves, and suddenly a strong air flow surged around her body, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"What a strange feeling!" next to him, a teenager in a new breastplate couldn't help but kick his legs and punch with a bang.

Pfister looked at the equipment he had just received and tried to put on his bracers. When the metal clasp "clicked" shut, he only felt a slight pain in the skin of his forearm, as if pierced by a thin thorn on the inside of the wristband, followed by an indescribable rush that had been born from that position, and spread sharply throughout his body.

The invisible energy spread out in the field, and a shock wave in the shape of a smoke ring rose from the ground. Several nearby trialists stood unsteady on the spot, took a few steps back, and looked at Pfister in shock.

This originally warm and watery young man with a lionheart had a sickly blush on his cheeks, his eyes were full of light, and the spirit of the whole person had become sharper than a sheathed sword!

"That's ...... so"

Pfister stared at the intricate patterns engraved on the surface of the watch, his heart moved slightly, and he quickly returned to normal, and smiled apologetically at Serena beside him: "I'm sorry, I scared you, right?"

"I've been weaned a long time ago. Serena responded coldly in a way that ordinary people would never understand.

The commotion in the field was becoming more and more obvious, and after changing into bronze-level equipment, the trialists were pleasantly surprised to find that their overall strength had greatly improved! And the more equipment they had, the greater the increase. The three people of the Backfire Martial Arts Hall hurriedly discussed for a moment, and concentrated all 5 pieces of armor on one of them, and the results of the experiment made them stunned - they had already increased their strength by one level, from the original fifth-level warrior, to the sixth level in an instant!

Bronze-level armor not only strengthens defense, but also attacks! What about weapons???

The Trialists who reacted looked at the two representatives of the Iron Islands, Mokoye and Barodo. Because of their different bloodlines, although neither of them was over seventeen years old, they were born tall and burly, with bearded faces, and looked much more mature than ordinary young men.

The record of killing 2 people can only be exchanged for the same amount of equipment. Mokoye and Barodo seemed to think that one or two pieces of armor would not be of much use, so they simply chose a two-handed weapon.

At this moment, the powerful Mokoye was wielding a two-meter-long giant sword, and a terrifying whistling sound immediately swept through the surrounding space, and a half-foot-long green light suddenly jumped on the blade, and a tabletop-sized volcanic rock in the distance had been divided into two neat pieces!

"Hahaha!" Mokoye laughed wildly. Some teenagers who didn't choose a weapon changed their faces when they saw such power with their own eyes.

"Damn a big watermelon, what's the big deal!" Tutu had just finished vomiting, and it was really indescribably disgusting to be poured into his mouth and nose by the strong wind, and he scolded without thinking about it.

"What did you say?" Mokoye sank his face, and the imperial Chinese was actually quite fluent.

Tutu saw him holding the giant sword upside down with both hands, his steel needle-like beard stood up, and his mighty demeanor was like that of a tiger, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak. In the afterglow, he caught a glimpse of Lei Luo's back, and suddenly his mentality changed greatly, and the Mo Ke Ye in his eyes had become inferior to shit, and sneered slightly: "Lao Tzu is asking how your mother is! Hehe, I killed 24 wastes with my brother Lei Luo, and I didn't scream like this? To tell you the truth, equipment is a fart in our eyes! Lao Tzu kills people, but it's for meat! Yesterday I ate a fool with thick skin and rough meat similar to you, which caused Lao Tzu to digest **, didn't you see it when I vomited just now? Grandma's, what's going on between my teeth? ”

The jungle is in danger every step of the way, fierce beasts are rampant, and food is hard to find. Seeing that the fat boy stretched out his little nails and picked up between his teeth, his face was full of unfinished looks, Mokoye's Adam's apple rolled for a while, and he almost vomited sour water, and his fierce flames disappeared cleanly unconsciously, and his eyes flickered back.

The Iron Isles were the main members of the Iron People Alliance, which had been at war with the Silver Wing Empire repeatedly, and Tutu had no good impression of its representative, and when he saw that Mokoye was actually bluffed by himself, he honestly and unceremoniously spat again: "Phew! Fuck the sea mouse!" After scolding, he walked towards Lei Luo with a high spirit, but the steps under his feet were a little hasty, which was quite inconsistent with the overall momentum.

Of the 24 pieces of bronze-level equipment, Lei Luo selected all the armor, which was just enough to form three eight-piece armor sets. Compared to the black iron jacket on their bodies, these bronze-level equipment exude more intense and pure energy fluctuations. Lei Luo had to suppress the desire to feast, temporarily locking up the absorption instinct.

He had already sensed the change in the strength of those trialists behind him after putting on the equipment. At the same time, it was also discovered that there was another difference between the bronze level equipment and the black iron level, that is, there were more rune patterns on the metal surface.

The bronze bell that controls the corpse puppet and some of the magic weapons carried by the wizard have similar formations. If you look at it from the outside, the bronze-level equipment with smooth lines in front of you is not much different from those magic weapons.

Could it be that there is really some kind of connection between the two worlds?

Lei Luo vaguely caught something, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and then returned to normal.

The little young woman of the Iron Gate had been observing Lei Luo with interest, and when she saw that he had finished choosing the bronze-level armor, she immediately beckoned to the members of the organization next to her to give her a brand-new equipment box.

After the stainless steel box was opened, an invisible and heavy undercurrent of energy slowly poured out. Lei Luo's fingers slid over the silver-level weapons one by one, and the aura he felt was almost the same, and it seemed that it was still a batch product up and down the assembly line.

"That's it!" Relo picked up a dark silver metal glove with a pentagonal hellfire pattern on its back.

The Black Iron Grade Finger Tiger gave Lei Luo a taste of the sweetness of weapons, and now that he has changed to the Silver Level, he must have a qualitative leap in power. In order not to attract more attention, he did not immediately put on the gloves, but put them in the equipment bag.

"The next trial task will be issued tomorrow, please rest for the night, we have prepared food, water and other necessities. The young woman announced with a smile, glancing at Lei Luo intentionally or unintentionally, "I hope you all have a good dream!"

Carrying three bags full of equipment, Lei Luo swaggered towards the rows of wooden houses by the lake under the gaze of those who were about to breathe fire. Nothing is more important to him now than getting a good night's sleep in bed.

Tutu followed him into the house, his face still pale. Seeing Lei Luo lying down on his back, he soon began to snore, so he didn't dare to squeak and tiptoed onto another bed.

"As long as you are willing to be on your side, the devil will overcome the angels. ”

In the midst of Relo's snoring, Tutu remembered a phrase his father had once said.