Chapter 389: Increased difficulty?

Devil Blood City, arena.
The sixth match is in progress.
But this time, Lei Yi felt something was wrong, because his opponent had a somewhat larger strength span than before.
His opponent this time was a burly and sturdy head with a string of human bone beads around his neck.
The opponent's fierce look, and the strong smell on his body, made people feel scared at first glance.
In addition, the opponent's cultivation base and record are also outrageous, with 17 wins and 4 losses at the peak of Tier VI.
This opponent is not easy!
But although Lei Yi noticed something was wrong, he didn't think much about it.
Because the five opponents arranged for him in the Arena before, there are only two good players, and the remaining three are weak. Now there is no problem with a strong character.
Thinking of this, Lei Yi's figure retreated violently, avoiding the crescent shovel in the opponent's hand.
"It's ruthless, actually using a weapon!" Lei Yi looked at the eight-foot-long weapon in the opponent's hand, and spit out.
"Wow..." Tou Tuo was also angry when he saw that he could not attack for a long time.
He carried the crescent shovel in his hand behind him, his hands danced, and the whole person turned his body into a storm and rushed towards Lei Yi.
Looking at the Tou Tuo dancing the crescent shovel into a round ball, someone has not seen this trick for the time being, and can only temporarily avoid the edge.
Lei Yi's retreats one after another made the spectators around him boo.
"It seems that the people who bet on me are all betting on dogs!"
Hearing these boos, someone was speechless.
Then he looked at Tou Tuo, clenched his right fist, and punched out with invigoration.
boom!
The infuriating bomb hit the crescent shovel of Toutuo, and a wave of air erupted, blowing the gravel up, and rolling yellow sand formed a yellow curtain.
It's a pity that Tou Tuo's screams did not stop, and the zhenqi fist just now did not stop the opponent's movements.
"So fierce?" Seeing that the Zhenqi fist was invalid, Lei Yi also knew that this Tuo was definitely not an idler.
Seeing this, he finally fixed his gaze on Toutuo's turning body and the attack trajectory of the crescent shovel, and finally saw a trace of flaws.
"If you want to win, there is only this way!" In the end, Lei Yi unexpectedly went uncharacteristically and rushed towards his opponent.
"Wow!" Tou Tuo shouted louder when he saw this.
He danced the crescent shovel with both hands, this time it directly turned into a huge electric fan, advancing towards Lei Yi.
Because of the high-speed rotation of the crescent shovel, the air wave was surging, and the sky full of yellow sand splashed up, covering the two figures.
Suddenly, a dust storm formed in the arena.
In the dust, Lei Yi secretly said as expected, and then made an undetectable small movement with his right hand, and then made a fist with both hands, and the vitality above the arm and wrist bones was condensed, and a layer of fluorescence was revealed.
He waved his arms, like a weapon, and shoveled towards the crescent.
"Looking for death!" It may be that when he saw Lei Yi's movements, Tou Tuo let out a stern shout, doubled the strength in his hand, and directly used the crescent shovel as a war knife, slashing down.
clang--
Lei Yi's arms collided with Toutuo's crescent shovel, making a trembling sound that made his teeth tremble, and even the surrounding air trembled greatly under the blow.
"How is it possible that I blocked my weapon with my arm!" Toutuohu's mouth cracked, and there was a severe pain in his arm, and he exclaimed.
In his sight, there was a faint blood spill on Lei Yi's double walls, but after all, his crescent shovel did not break through the opponent's arm defense, even the wrist bone was not interrupted.
Seeing this, Tou Tuo's blue veins violently rose on his arms, and he actually started to increase his strength, trying to suppress Lei Yi with his strength.
"Look at me breaking your arm!" He thought so, he was about to use his whole body strength.
"You lost!" But at this moment, Lei Yi's left hand finger made a slight movement and hooked forward.
After listening to it, Tou Tuo didn't react.
But just as he gradually increased his strength, a cold light suddenly spread from the back of his neck, causing his hairs to stand upside down and his heart trembled.
Puff!
A ray of red light passed through the neck from the back of the head, leaving a slender opening in his neck.
"Why?" Tou Tuo looked at the red light, and finally realized that it was actually a slender flying sword in fiery red, "You are a cultivator..."
He never expected that Lei Yi could block his crescent shovel with his bare hands, but he was not a warrior, but a monk.
The strength in Toutuo's hands gradually loosened, and finally his hands released the crescent shovel, and his burly body crashed to the ground.
The dust in the sky returned to the ground, leaving only a human figure and a fallen corpse in place.
"Winner, Lei Yi!"
Seeing that the result of the battle was out, the broadcaster naturally shouted out the result of the competition.
What followed was a wave of cheers like a tsunami, and obviously many people were betting on someone with a 100% winning rate.
Lei Yi ignored the dog-gambling carnival, glanced at Toutuo's body, and returned to the lounge by himself.
He wants to digest the results of today's test while continuing to practice.
"Why is this kid's opponent so much stronger? If I am the person in charge of the Arena, I should continue to arrange winning streaks to increase this kid's popularity, and then come a wave of even more ruthless things?"
On the viewing platform, Lu Yun also noticed something strange.
According to his ideas, Lei Yi's winning streak should be around 7 to 8 games.
At that time, Lei Yi's popularity will definitely reach a peak, and then the Arena will arrange for a dark horse to appear, defeat Lei Yi, and harvest a wave of leeks.
As a result, this arena did not play cards according to the routine. The Tou Tuo sent today can be said to have appeared with the idea of ​​defeating Lei Yi, but he did not expect someone to be more skilled and won the competition.
"The purpose of the Arena is Lingshi, unless someone tells the senior to do so, and their purpose is probably this kid..."
With Lu Yun's eyesight, he analyzed the doorway in just a short while.
at the same time.
Inside the VIP room of the Arena.
"What kind of is that Tou Tuo, or is it a powerful figure in the arena, and as a result, after so many tricks, he was defeated by that crap?"
Xuan Wu'ao stood by the window, watching everything in the arena below, roaring and venting his dissatisfaction.
"Cousin Wuao, don't worry, that kid hasn't left yet, we have a chance to kill him!" In the VIP room, the Tie Family boy spoke again.
As he said, he also wiped the oil of a beautiful maid beside him, making those maids shy for a while.
The boy was intoxicated, like a little devil, enjoying the kneading service of the maid around him.
"Haha, this is life, thanks to the cousin Tiehan not coming, otherwise there would be such a chance!" The young man drank everything in his glass in one gulp, very pleasant.
But Xuan Wu'ao ignored this cousin. Although Tie Yingjie was a direct descendant of the Tie family, he was still inferior to his Xuanye disciple.
Because Xuan Zhai's direct son is only one of him, but the Tie Family's direct son is much gone.
"No, this young master has not experienced this kind of anger. Since the people at the early stage of the sixth stage can't get rid of him, then I will let the Arena arrange the middle stage of the sixth stage.
Seeing Lei Yi win the game, Xuan Wuao's heart was filled with anger, and he wanted to vent.
So he immediately ordered to go down, and let the high level of the Arena prepare to go again.
They didn't dare not obey the orders of the young master of the Xuan Family. After all, before the departure of City Lord Zhu Lie, he had given a thousand warnings and must not make these young masters dissatisfied.
Who doesn't know, City Lord Zhu Lie has always wanted to get in touch with the Xuan Family.
...
The next day, the Arena.
The seventh game begins.
"Hey, hey, is this making me more difficult?"
Lei Yi stood in the arena, looked at the opponent this time, rubbed his eyes, couldn't believe it.
His opponent was a blood-robed man with red hair and a tall stature. His body was as heavy as a butcher who had just killed hundreds of pigs.
The most important thing is that this person is actually a martial artist in the middle of Tier Six.
In the arena, generally matches of the same level are arranged, there are not many cross-level battles, and most of the opponents arranged are of similar strength.
For example, if you have a high winning rate in the early stage of the sixth stage, an opponent with a lower winning rate in the middle of the sixth stage will be arranged, so that the difference between the strength of the two will not be very large.
Although Lei Yi was in the early stage of Tier 6, he only played six games, and he had not yet reached the point of arranging cross-level opponents.
What's more, the blood-robed man's record is 55 wins and 14 losses, this winning rate is simply outrageous.
At this moment, he also had to suspect that this was deliberately arranged by the Arena to rectify himself.
"To tell you the news, Xuan Wu'ao of the Xuan family has also arrived in the arena. Judging from the conflict between him and your master, he should have arranged it!"
Just as Lei Yi guessed, Lu Yun came over to explain with a proper voice transmission.
Because of speculation that there was something tricky in the arena, Lu Yun went to investigate, but he didn't know if he didn't check it, and he got such first-hand news after checking.
"Sure enough~EbookFREE.me~ This is specially to increase the difficulty for me!" Lei Yi looked at the blood-robed man and sighed at the same time, he could only open his posture and prepare to meet the enemy.
The test begins!
The man in the blood robe shook his hands, and then a stream of blood flew out from his arm, and at the same time the qi on the body surface condensed on his chest.
He stepped forward, and a thick qi was formed in front of his body, and the whole person was also wrapped in the qi and rushed towards Lei Yi.
"Boy, have a taste of my blood punch!" The blood-robed man rushed towards Lei Yi, while shouting frantically: "When I kill you, I will use your blood and bone marrow to cultivate, hahaha... "
"How is it possible that the Arena can take away the opponent's corpse?" Lei Yi asked with a look of surprise when he heard the other party's words.
But during the match, he couldn't ask questions, and the opponent couldn't take the time to answer such questions about rules.
In the arena, the blood-robed man carrying the gang, slammed into Lei Yi's location, the qi burst instantly, forming a storm.
When the storm was raging, Lei Yi and the man in the blood-robed robe were fighting in the wind.