"No!" In the distance, near the ring, Ice Hand's partner "Bloody Hand" let out an angry roar and tried to rush to his companion's rescue.

But immediately, several mages of the tarantula tribe attacked at the same time, imprisoning him firmly in place, unable to move.

And this little commotion was not taken into account at all, and at this moment, when the black sea of fire mercilessly swallowed the ice hand, everyone—regardless of status, status, or race—all focused their eyes on Midi.

Who is this guy?

Most people have such a question in their minds.

In fact, an ice master of the level of an ice master in the dark region is far from being first-class.

For example, Zaknavan, although it is a melee professional sword soul, can also defeat and even defeat the ice player.

But to get that kind of victory, it takes clever calculations and a lot of skill combinations to finally achieve that fatal blow.

Using your strengths and attacking your opponent's weaknesses is a reasonable victory.

This is a victory that everyone can accept.

However, this victory of Midi is simply unacceptable, because it is too messy, too domineering, and too rude!

From beginning to end, Midi used only one skill, which was Asura's "Flame Burst Fluctuation Sword".

From beginning to end, Midi stood in the same position, not even moving a step.

Of course, from beginning to end, I didn't see anything technological, just a wild bombardment, and finally hit the other side to collapse.

Then, it won.

And it's not an ordinary victory, but an absolute victory that will blow the opponent to slag.

This is no longer something that can be described as domineering, but it is completely unreasonable and illogical.

It's so brutal!

Who can accept this?

Many dark elves want to say, how can such a way of playing that relies entirely on brute force and doesn't even use brains, how can it be possible to defeat the opponent, maybe it's luck, right?

But when the words came to their lips, they couldn't say anything.

Because Midi didn't just beat the Ice Hand by brute force, he also beat the lizardmen and the half-giants by brute force.

He crushed tough melee opponents with a stormy sword, and against tough French opponents, he crushed them with indiscriminate magic.

Although there is no technical content in every crushing, being able to crush all the way like this may be a terrible strength in itself.

Therefore, the dark elves who regard the law of the jungle as the criterion, and even the various races in the dark region, although they are extremely confused, can only admit that the human race in front of them, who stands proudly like the god of war, is indeed a strong man.

At the same time, a suppressed voice of shock rang out in a corner of the arena.

"Midi Asrex!" Mason muttered to himself, complicated emotions flashing in his eyes.

Midi and Ice Hand fought so earth-shatteringly, Mason naturally began to pay attention to it from just now.

It's just that under the cover of brilliant firelight, flying ice chips, thick black smoke, and white fog, even the eyes of the roaming gunner cannot see through the obstacles.

It was only at this moment, when the battle was over and the smoke had cleared, that Mason finally saw the human's face, and he was taken aback.

Just now, when Midi defeated the half-giant, Mason asserted that this human could never be his opponent, but now, after seeing the other party's appearance and confirming the identity of the other party, he couldn't say it.

You know, a few years ago, when Mason was many levels higher than Midi, he had already lost under his sword, and even his arms were cut off. After escaping back to the Shadows, the Black Dragon Priests paid a great price to regenerate their hands.

Even so, Mason's upgrade has been delayed for quite some time, and it is only level 60 now.

And that day was a painful failure, and Mason will never forget it in his life.

The person who had brought him this pain was in front of him at this moment, and for a moment, many emotions such as fear, anger, insecurity, and confusion flowed through Mason's heart.

Intellectually, he didn't want to be an enemy of an opponent like Midi.

Now Midi has not only caught up with Mason in terms of rank, but also shows a magnificent side, this kind of savage is not possessed by the Midi that Mason has fought against, but it is even more daunting.

But emotionally, Mason longs for a battle of revenge.

Who doesn't want to trample under their feet and humiliate an enemy who has cut off their arms?

And most importantly, Mason couldn't figure out at all, the good king of the Belmar Kingdom was not right, what was that Midi Asrex doing in a place like the Dark Regions?

Moreover, Why did he become a slave to the tarantula tribe?

Could it be that you are chasing yourself?

As soon as this idea popped up, it was rejected by Mason.

He didn't think he had that value, and besides, he didn't want to scare himself.

The only way, probably only to confirm with Midi in person.

In other words, in the next championship.

"It's better than the ice hand, but how long can you hold up with that messy way?" Mason whispered, shaking his head.

And as Mason's roaming gunslinger's vicious eyes could see, although Midi killed his opponent in an unreasonable way, he also paid a considerable price.

Bursting Flame Orb double salvo is not a simple technique.

Not only does it require a high level of concentration to do two things, but, crucially, it consumes more mana.

Especially for Midi, who was using this technique for the first time, it would be an additional waste because he was not skilled enough.

In the battle just now, every time Midi fired a volley, the magic power consumed was enough to release four ordinary Flame Burst Wave Swords.

In other words, in order to get a faster firepower pouring speed, Midi directly paid a full double the price of mana.

Not only that, in order to be able to penetrate the ice hand's defense, Midi also used a variety of super magic techniques on this Flame Burst Bead, such as acceleration, such as extreme effect, and finally, when he used his skills, he put a ghost array under his feet.

Even Midi, who has the Spirit Dragon Sword, has squeezed his magic power to the limit under such a crazy bombardment, and he is almost exhausted.

After all, he is a ghost swordsman after all, based on ghosts and gods, and although his magic power is extremely pure, it is not suitable for this kind of large-scale magic bombardment.

However, it's just like the flesh that shook it before.

Now, Midi has used his magic power to shake his opponent, and his magic power has been further purified.

This kind of purification is not because of the absorption of pure magic, but on the basis of absorption, it is boiled again, so the purity is even above it.

Originally, the purity of the dark magic power in the dark region was already quite high, but now that it was squeezed, Midi was pleasantly surprised to find that the purity of the magic power in the body was even higher than that of the outside world!

If the body can be filled with this kind of magic power, according to Midi's estimate, the battle just now will not fall into a state of depletion of magic power, but there will still be a lot of surplus.

However, this is only a "what if" after all.

At this moment, the magic in Midi's body was gone.

And a new round of selection has begun.

"Red Nine vs. Red Five!"

The referee's voice rang out in the arena.

This is the final round of the points competition.

Red Five, a Dark Elf assassin, is considered to be the middle of the team, and is the last opponent of Midi.

In the eyes of everyone, Midi shuffled to the ring that had just been repaired with magic.

He didn't hide his tired expression, he didn't even bother to stand, so he sat directly in the ring, and just looked at the Dark Elf assassin opposite.

"Now that my magic is all gone, this is the best chance for you, and the only chance to defeat or even kill me. Midi said calmly.

There was an uproar in the stands, even among the slave fighters, for no one expected that Midi would be so frank.

What did he want to do again?

That's what most people think in their heads.

Not caring about the surrounding discussions, Midi paused, showed a calm smile, and continued: "But of course, even if I lose my magic power, I will definitely not be restrained. Moreover, if you have murderous intent towards me, then I will definitely do my best to kill you. ”

"It's up to you to decide whether or not you want to take advantage of my weakest opportunity and give it a fight. After saying the third sentence, Midi closed his eyes and began to meditate directly in the ring.

On the other side, the face of the Dark Elf Assassin showed a look of struggle.

Being able to kill such a formidable opponent is undoubtedly the best chance to make a name for yourself.

As a slave fighter who is eager to advance to the top five and then gain freedom, this dark elf assassin naturally wants to take his dagger **** Midi's heart.

But once he's determined to do so, then Midi will undoubtedly fight back.

Will you be able to withstand the assault of this terrible human being?

Even if Midi had already exhausted his magic power in the battle just now, the Dark Elf Assassin would not dare to fight this package.

After all, the scene just now where the ice hand was killed with a burst of flames was too domineering and unreasonable.

And the scene of brazenly killing the half-giant before was also terrifying.

If he was slashed by Midi's sword, the Dark Elf Assassin doubted that with his agile stature, he would be able to block a single blow.

To live, or to fight?

Two opposing thoughts clashed in the mind of the Dark Elf Assassin, causing him to freeze in place, unable to act.

In other words, because he was afraid of being seen as an attack by Midi, he did not dare to act lightly.

"Kill him, and I can give you all the contribution points I've earned these days!" Bloody Hand roared suddenly from under the ring on the other side.

The Dark Elf swordsman stared at Midi with a resentful gaze, eager to eat him alive on the spot.

However, after hearing the angry words, the Dark Elf Assassin calmed down.

He groaned for a moment, and then he figured it out, looked at the referee very happily, and said loudly: "In this game, I admit defeat!"

In the final round of the points match, Midi won without a fight, accumulating a total of eight points, ranking first in the red group and advancing to the championship.