Chen Qi flipped through the book of black prison in his mind and looked at the four people on the field.

Now, he was left on the field, the Man of the Cloth, the Corrupt and the Executioner.

But one of the four has been eliminated......

Executioners.

The executioner was dressed in heavy black armor, but unlike the prisoner, his internal body was flesh and blood.

In the battle against the Corrupt Prisoner Hunter, the executioner has not much blood at the moment, and his injured body is no longer enough to support him in the next battle.

A large number of internal injuries, coupled with a long period of fighting, put his body in a very dangerous state.

He grabbed his chest with his iron hand and glanced in the direction of the morning apocalypse.

When the executioner learned of his identity, he was more of an admirer.

The executioner looked at the Flower Witch and walked in the direction of the morning apocalypse.

At the urging of the audience, the Flower Witch exhaled and announced the participants of the first round of the semifinals:

"The fourth round, the participants of the first game, are from the man in the coffin!"

There were boos and doubts among the players.

Although the people who wrap the cloth are strong, because of the simplicity and unpretentiousness of their moves, their popularity is lower than that of the morning apocalypse and the corrupt.

Chen Qi was slightly stunned.

The contestant in the first round was not him......

So far, Apocalypse is the first player to appear.

"Does anyone know where this monster came from?"

"Hey, hey, my favorite and best-looking hunter, why don't you be the first to play!? Hunter! ”

There was a loud noise.

Accompanied by the voice of the Witch of Flowers, the person wrapped in the cloth held a long knife, very calmly, and walked to the center of the arena step by step.

The Flower Witch was in no hurry to announce the Clothman's opponent.

And at this time, everyone held their breath!

Prison Dance came out from behind the Flower Witch at some point:

"Everyone, welcome once again to the Blade and Flower Arena.

We're sorry that due to some off-field factors, we had to speed up the game.

Next, it will be up to me to host the following contests. ”

Prisoner Dance stood behind the Flower Witch and put her hands on the Flower Witch's slightly trembling shoulders!

When everyone saw the prison dance, they held their breath for a while, and the oppression from the entire arena continued to press!

Prisoner Dance bends down and reintroduces the history of the Blade and Flower Fighting Arena to the crowd:

"The new audience doesn't know anything.

In the last Blade and Flower Competition, the Dead Regiment, the Prisoner, and the Black River Prison used to duel here, and the winning prisoner was exempted from the death penalty and became a Dead Sea-level existence in the Land of Rare Light, while the loser died forever.

If those condemned prisoners manage to win the final game, they will be freed and will be able to turn over.

Then the power they gain is enough to kill all the people who reported them in the past, and the people who hurt them.

The entire Xindu District 8 will also be in fear!

And after many games, because of the cowardice of the powerful people of the Black River Prison and the Dead Regiment.

In the end, the condemned prisoner won and, according to the ancient convention, became a scourge that could rise above the sparse light and ignore the light of day.

But alas, the death row prisoner died, by triggering the death row mark carved by the prison master himself.

With his heart destroyed, he had no power to resist in the face of death row inmates and the siege of Heihe Prison.

And my weakness was discovered, and the end result was nothing more than my death.

For everyone in Xindu District 8, this should have been a perfect ending. ”

As the prisoner dance opened, the excited audience in the entire arena fell silent.

Morning Qi leaned against the wall.

The Prison Dance tells the story of a competition.

And at this time, the prisoner dancer looked in the direction of the corrupt:

"But it's a pity that the Black River Prison underestimates the dead group, and they have become obsessed with the New World and the High Heavens.

The Dead Regiment and the Black River Prison have their own ideas, and in the past era, the Black River Prison has the power to manipulate the Calamity.

And in the process of their cooperation, the suspicion, arrogance, and strength displayed by the Black River Prison finally aroused the covetousness of the dead group.

And the Dead Regiment was also extremely eager for this power, and in the end, the deputy leader of the Dead Regiment used the things obtained from the Lightless Land to secretly leave a little bit of power in my core, so that I could survive again.

They stayed with me, and longed to go through this ritual once again to reap the blessings of the Blade and Flower Fighting Arena! ”

Speaking of this, the corners of Prisoner Dance's mouth hooked up with a self-deprecating smile.

"Perhaps, it's the same as the fighting arena of the old days.

Although our arena has a reputation, although it is eager to bring cheers to the audience, although it is eager to be the strongest stage to compete.

But a desire is a desire after all, and everything is still under the king's power. ”

Prisoner Dance pulled the witch's long knife from her waist, her gaze like a sharp dagger.

"Only after becoming a calamity can the arena that I love be able to reluctantly break away from the machinations of the royal power of the old times.

Becoming a real land of blades and flowers, we turned the war of tens of thousands of people into a death match between royal families, and we saved countless people.

To this day, it is still a place of rebellion against intrigue and war. ”

The scarlet eyes under the flower struck the rotten one:

"However, we did not expect that you would be here again and covet the power of this calamity.

Is it the loser who is commanding behind your back? Or the greedy Black River Prison?

Have your ambitions been realized? ”

Prisoner Dance curiously asks if it's the Corrupt and his back, who are the ones who are in charge of it all.

Under the pressure of this terror, the Corrupt took his hat up, and in the midst of the oppressive silence he raised his head:

"The ritual can't be stopped, Lord Prisoner Dance.

Please hurry up and announce the start of the competition.

As you can imagine, if the game doesn't end quickly, our back could riot down again. ”

On Earth, the Holy Calamity Association has caused the innocent deaths of many players, even ordinary people, for this operation.

Under the coercion of the Prison Dance, the Corrupt remained calm.

Next, just kill the treasure hunter as they have in the script, and finally stay calm, or simply trade your life for sanity......

He was immediately sublimated under the witness of countless people!

With plenty of preparation, the Corrupt is ready to step up the stairs and evolve to the endless cheers of the audience!

"Right now."

Although the Prison Dance is powerful, the calamity itself is a stubborn thing, and coupled with the weakness of its own strength, it is actually the effort of this fighting arena.

At the end of the start, Prisoner Dance stuck out her tongue and looked in the direction of Morning Apocalypse again.

Something is wrong with this person, whether it is the Dead Regiment or the Black River Prison, it is absolutely impossible to let a person who studies the [Black Prison Technique] come to the Blade and Flower Arena! This is a suicidal act!

That is, there is a good chance that he will come here alone.

It's going to be a variable, a variable called the Black Prison......

This competition will not be a continuation of the previous competition.

Prisoner Dance spread her hands and announced:

"So!

The winner of the last tournament against the Corrupted from the New World.

From now on, the first game of the fourth round begins!

May your strength at this moment be victorious, Corrupt One. ”

The prisoner dancer gracefully bent down to announce the start of the first match of the semi-finals.

It leaves the Cloth-Wrapper to the Corrupt!

The champion of the last edition!?

Chen Qi was slightly startled, is the identity of this corpse the champion of the previous session.

However, according to Prison Dance, the champion of the previous edition eventually died because of the death row mark on his heart.

The cloth-wrapping man removed the bandages on his upper body, revealing gray-white muscles, his chest held in place by a blade-like object.

"Is it me, it's really a problem......"

The pupils of the Corrupt constricted suddenly! There was something more than he had anticipated.

"It's okay, I'm going to win everything.

From the moment I stepped on this island, we had already written our destiny. ”

The Corrupt One's gaze was removed from Morning Apocalypse, and green flowers spread out from his body again!

(End of chapter)