Countless white wind blades enveloped Natasha entirely, and even the hard granite platform was blasted out of a large hole.

Chunli, Xiaolong and Liwang showed unbearable looks in their eyes, although they didn't know why Huang Yuan wanted to kill Natasha, after all, they were friends who had lived together for so long, and the three of them were inevitably a little unbearable.

Only Xu Xi Ren Ran looked at it indifferently, he didn't believe that Huang Yuan would be so unwise, in his heart Huang Yuan has always been a guy who plans and then acts, never does useless things, and there must be something strange about everything.

Huang Yuan blasted Natasha directly into ashes and landed in the center of the Colosseum.

Although Chun-ri wanted to ask Huang Yuan why, she held back, she didn't want to question Huang Yuan's decision, which was the dignity that a team leader must be respected.

Soon, Chun-Li sensed that something was wrong, and everyone looked at the huge door that looked like a triumphal arch.

A red-haired figure was slowly coming out of the gate, it was Black Widow Natasha Romanoff.

Natasha still doesn't know what's going on.

Aren't you dead! Knocked to ashes by that bastard.

Natasha still remembers that at the moment of her final death, she seemed to have turned into a bubble, and when the bubble was detonated by Huang Yuan, she appeared inside this gate.

Natasha touched her left shoulder, where there was originally a huge laceration wound that Huang Yuan's bastard had hit with a finger gun.

Now, it's gone, and even the hair in my ears has returned.

It's just that real feeling of pain and death just now that Natasha knows that nothing before is a dream.

Chun-Li and the others also looked at Natasha curiously, and Chun-Li even ran directly to Natasha's side and touched Natasha indiscriminately.

The wound on his shoulder was gone, and even his tattered coat was restored.

"Hey, it's really gone, even the hair has recovered, what's going on?" Chunli looked at Huang Yuan with a curious expression.

Everyone also looked at Huang Yuan in shock and excitement.

From just a short period of time, they could think of the magic of this place, if it was really an immortal place, then how much help it would bring them!

Even Natasha, who was used as an experiment, was on fire.

This dead ghost experimented with himself, and he would definitely ask him for benefits for a while, remembering the feeling of watching himself die just now, Natasha couldn't help but shudder again.

Natasha didn't feel a little different in her mood, she was more lively and pure, not treating everything as a task.

It's like letting go of the obsession in her heart, and the relief and longing before dying made her truly reborn

Huang Yuan stood in the air and looked at everyone's expectant eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

"Welcome to the summoner, ahhhhh

"God of War Proving Ground?"

Everyone chewed on the name and understood the meaning of the name.

"You can fight as much as you like here, and even if you die, it's just fake death, just like Natasha just did." Huang Yuan said and looked at Natasha, and received a charming white eye from Natasha.

"Also, time here doesn't flow at the same rate as time outside, ten hours here, and only one hour outside."

I was shocked by this news again, not only immune death, but even time can be played, what kind of place is this!

Is it the kingdom of God?

"But it's not without its drawbacks, if you die, then your body will still be damaged, and you can only recuperate and recover, and here it just weakens the death and pain, not completely ignoring the casualties.

And the mental energy and qi you have spent can't be recovered here, so you need to take your time. ”

It turned out that this was the case, and everyone suddenly realized.

It's too powerful to be completely immune to damage and no consumption.,If it's just weakened, then it's acceptable.,What a ghost!

It's still very perverted, okay!

Everyone has been able to think of various methods to improve their strength, but they used to be too dangerous to use, such as fighting to the death with their opponents.

But now, as long as you do not die, you will do it to death.

Only Natasha flew directly to Huang Yuan with a roll of her eyes, this bastard knew that it was so dangerous and used the old lady to experiment, and sure enough, he was a stinky man, and he would only bully himself as a weak woman.

Huang Yuan continued: "Here, you can cultivate to your heart's content, and you can develop your physical strength to the greatest extent, and only in this way can you achieve the physique of cultivating those skills just now. ”

"The skills I just showed you are just the most basic skills, and you can improve them yourself according to your habits and ideas, such as this."

Saying that, Huang Yuan's right hand was facing a stone pillar, and in an instant, countless golden points of light shot towards the stone pillar, and in the blink of an eye, the stone pillar was beaten into a sieve.

"This is the move developed by my fruit power combined with the finger gun, the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade."

"In addition to these skills, there is another trick that paper painting can't be taught, you can only understand it, but you don't need to learn all these moves, as long as you learn what suits you, such as this trick iron."

After speaking, Huang Yuan grabbed a pistol and pointed it at his palm, and the bullet hit Huang Yuan's palm quickly but had no effect.

But isn't this a move that Huang Yuan has shown before! Just when everyone was wondering, a change appeared.

The bullet in Huang Yuan's palm suddenly disappeared, while the pistol that had just shot a bullet in Huang Yuan's other hand shattered.

"Iron Thorn can reflect the opponent's damage to yourself, and the stronger the damage, the greater the strength of the rebound, which is the best ability to defend against warriors.

It's a pity that these moves require strong physical fitness and a painful cultivation process, and I don't know if you can stick to it. ”

Huang Yuan's tone was full of temptation and excitement, but unfortunately Huang Yuan's excitement was doomed to fail.

Seeing this scene, King Li's eyes immediately lit up, isn't this a move tailored for himself.

Although Liwang is powerful, his speed is his shortcoming, not to mention the moon steps that can fly, even shaving and Lan's feet, Liwang feels that he can't learn it.

But this trick is too suitable for himself, he is already born with divine power, his body is strong, and he has cultivated the martial cultivation of Vajra is not bad, and the divine skill is even more indestructible.

It's a pity that these things add up to make the King of Power a shield, a shield without attack power, although the King of Power has great power, it is useless to miss.

All Liwang has been worried, worried that he will drag the team back, or even be abandoned, Liwang doesn't want to go home like this and become a housewife.

And Huang Yuan's iron gave King Li a new hope, a hope to keep up with the team, physical fitness, isn't that his strength!

Pain, what could be more painful than being abandoned by a companion.

Let the pain come more violently!

King Li looked at Huang Yuan with a flame in his eyes, this is an uncompromising consciousness.

Also having the same feelings as King Li is Xiaolong, as a representative of the summer martial arts, Xiaolong is also confused about his future.

Where is the end of martial arts?

Is it an alien like the Heavenly Master Dao who fuses Taoist or Buddhist supernatural powers, or is it like those new martial artists who combine genetic mutation with high technology.

But none of them are pure warriors anymore.

Tapping into the potential of the body and reaching the point of transcending everything is the path of a true martial artist.

Huang Yuan's moves gave Xiaolong a new direction, polishing his body more powerfully, and honing his will stronger, although the road ahead is full of thorns, but this is the path of a warrior.

The same momentum rose in the body of the little dragon, which was the consciousness of never giving up.

However, Xu Xi calmly looked at the weapons around him, for him who was paralyzed, these things were just small things, and the black man was not weaker than others.