Two?

Qi Ming was slightly stunned, it turned out that when he was in the Blood Wilderness, his ranking was so high?

After thinking about it left and right, after getting rid of the control of the Gu Blood Bracelet, he almost didn't do much in the later stage...... It's still in second place?

Damn, how many people did you kill when you ran away before?

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Qi Ming was a little stunned here, and the demon clan behind the counter was also a little stunned, this little-known little hairy boy in front of him had such a high combat power?

This "two" is obviously not the second overall ranking in the second round, but the second place in the bloody wilderness in which Qi Ming participated.

Rao is like this, this kind of combat power is not something that a civilian little demon clan behind the counter can wantonly mock.

Thinking that he was still mocking the other party for being young and ignorant just now, this little demon broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and hurriedly smiled on his face: "Mr. Qi, please ...... over there."

In this Ten Thousand Demon Blood Arena, the little demon also relied on Qi Ming that he would not trouble him on the spot...... It's just that I'm not sure if the other party will hold a grudge against him because of this, and settle accounts after the autumn. Splashing blood in five steps without saying a word is too common for the warlike demon clan.

Qi Ming didn't have time to pay attention to the change in attitude of a passer-by, so he took the jade slip and turned his head and left.

Before turning around, Qi Ming glanced at the start schedule posted on the wall behind the little demon, and thoughtfully walked towards the other long queue that was lining up to enter.

At this glance, the little demon was dripping with cold sweat, and he only felt that Qi Ming's eyes were full of majesty, like an abyss.

Although Qi Ming hadn't actually paid attention to him at all, the sorrow of the little people was roughly like that.

......

Waiting is always painful.

Qi Ming held his sword and looked down at his toes boredly, quietly waiting for the bloody battle to begin.

He has seen the sword in his hand, the name of the sword is "Chopping Autumn", the human level is high-grade, the manufacturing process is very sophisticated, nearly five feet long, the blade is three fingers wide, similar to the knight chopping sword in the Western Middle Ages on the earth, but it is a two-edged open edge, the tip of the sword is unmatched, and it is suitable for chopping and stabbing.

Such a long sword, adults wield it a little hard, the sword stood up, even caught up with Qi Ming's height, the sword was not unsheathed, which made people very suspicious of whether this young man took a wooden sword to bluff people.

He had also checked the storage bag in his arms, and there were some bottles and jars in it, all of which were elixirs to speed up the recovery of spiritual power and repair wounds, which was better than nothing for Qi Ming.

The line behind him became longer and longer, and there was no end in sight. But the strange thing is that this hall seems to have infinite potential, and although it is crowded, it can always be accommodated. With the continuous influx of people outside the hall, the space of this hall is also constantly opening up, always maintaining a volume that is acceptable and does not leave too much space vacant, and the proportion is very exquisitely controlled.

I don't know how long later, as a mighty bell rang, the sound resounded throughout the hall, and the originally scattered team tensed up in an instant.

The entrance slowly appeared at the head of the line, a circle of light that radiated a mesmerizing halo of color.

The administrator guarding the entrance to the aperture was pushed away by the demons who had been holding it for a long time before he could speak, and hurriedly walked into the aperture.

The team began to move slowly, one after another into the aperture, and as the contestants entered with the jade slip in hand, the screen above the aperture began to scroll with the information on the jade slip.

Once you step into this aperture, you will be randomly assigned to each battlefield that will be opened simultaneously. At the same time, the entrances of the other Ten Thousand Demon Blood Arenas distributed in the national capital were also slowly operating.

Tens of thousands of demon clans flocked to the small world behind the aperture without hesitation, the momentum was extremely huge, in Qi Ming's opinion, it was like groups of pigs being escorted into the slaughterhouse for slaughter, and what made him feel ridiculous was that he was also one of them.

Before he could laugh at himself and relieve his boredom, there was a sudden commotion at the back of the team, and the chickens and dogs were jumping and it was very noisy.

Qi Ming subconsciously looked back.

Layers of figures blocked the view, and it was impossible to see what had happened behind him.

Seeing that it was about to be his turn to enter the field, Qi Ming didn't care, turned back again, and waited for the team to move and his turn.

The movement behind him was getting closer and closer, and the noise was so close to him that the sound almost slapped on his back.

Qi Ming frowned, had a heart attack, endured it, and decided to take a step out of the way.

Just as he wanted to take a step, a familiar cold drink suddenly came from behind him.

"Fuck off. ”

Qi Mingden froze in place.

The people in the rear didn't mean to talk nonsense with him, and rudely and arrogantly stretched out their hands and pushed Qi Ming away, and went straight over Qi Ming's original position, taking the lead with no momentum.

Qi Ming was like a pile of wood, and he didn't even react when he was pushed back a few steps, just stunned.

As the man walked by, five young boys and girls walked behind him one after another, all six of them were dressed in blood-red armor, all of them handsome, their eyes did not squint, and their expressions were extremely indifferent.

A group of six people, like an extremely sharp steel blade in this crowded crowd, split a straight line in the crowd, and everywhere they passed, all the pedestrians retreated, and none of them dared to speak out to dissuade.

As the group of six people as mighty as the gods descended into the circle of light, the hall finally regained its calm.

It's just that for some reason, the sixth person at the end of the line, when he was about to enter, suddenly looked back, as if he was searching for something, and the companion in front of him urged him, and then turned around, frowning lightly and disappeared into the aperture.

Six messages jumped on the screen above the aperture one after another.

"Zang Feng, first round results: none, second round results: one, third round results, none. ”

"Chi Yao, first round results: none, second round results: four, third round results, none. ”

"Yan, first round results: none, second round results: three, third round results, none. ”

Ze Yan ...... Second Round Results: Lu ......"

"Qingqi...... Round 2 Results: Wu ......"

"Yang ...... Round 2 Results: Seven ......"

When Qi Ming was stunned, the team had already returned to normal order, no one paid attention to this young man who seemed to have lost three souls and seven spirits, and no one looked at him.

After a long time, Qi Ming suddenly laughed.

The laughter was a little abrupt, and finally someone looked at him with a strange look on his face.

Facing the irritated gazes cast from all directions, Qi Minghun didn't care, as if he couldn't hold back his laughter, he raised his foot while panting and walked straight to the aperture.

"You kid, dare to cut in line?"

Immediately, seven or eight demon clans didn't do it, and they reached out viciously and pushed Qi Ming.

In an instant, the snow-white sword light rose and fell.

Seven or eight arms fell to the ground.

"Get out. ”

A hoarse voice sounded, and everyone was startled.

The sword is sheathed.

Qi Ming didn't stop, and walked straight into the aperture.

This time, no one dared to stop him, and the demon clan in front saw the miserable situation of the seven or eight unlucky ghosts behind him who were not long-eyed, how dare they make a noise to obstruct him, and they all got out of the way.

As Qi Ming walked into the aperture and disappeared, a message popped up on the screen above the aperture, and soon disappeared as the next entrant stepped into the aperture.

"Qi Ming, first round results: none, second round results: second, third round results, none. ”