Chapter 39: Snow and blood blooming in the jungle

　　　　 "Welcome to Iota Arena, challenger."
　　 "You are currently challenging: the first area, the ice arena. Guardian: Frost Dancer."
　　 Hearing the familiar and indifferent voice in his mind, Ai Luo couldn't help but smile knowingly.
　　 haven’t been here for more than four years...
　　 Although Ai Luo almost succeeded when he first challenged the Ice Arena four years ago, he was not in a hurry to challenge again after the wound healed, even at that time he was 70% sure.
　　Because the guard of the Ice Arena, the Frost Dancer, is only the guard of the first level.
　　 At that time, even if Ai Luo could break through the Frost Dancer, judging from the strength of this arena guard, he could never break through the second level. So eagerly challenged at that time, in fact it didn't make much sense.
　　 But it's different now. After entering his teenage years, Ai Luo completed his second awakening as scheduled, which not only brought him more and more detailed inheritance memories, but also tempered his whole body like a miracle.
　　 Even if I recalled it again, Ai Luo had to say, the feeling of awakening, no, it should be said that the feeling of getting stronger quickly is really great.
　　The abundant energy produced in the world is accompanied by the ubiquitous air in an instant, filling his entire body, every muscle, and every scale.
The magic power flows with the blood rushing. With the dragon crystal as the core, it continuously circulates and condenses, and naturally continues to circulate inside and outside the body, forming a mighty river that slaps blood vessels and nerves, like the sound of thunder. Vast and piercing.
　　 No wonder it was mentioned many times in memory that the strength of the dragon clan is extremely closely related to age. Different from the countless examples of young people defeating the elderly, young dragons often have difficulty defeating those old dragons because of the existence of awakening!
　　 After experiencing the second awakening, Ai Luo believes that he can easily suppress the unawakened him today-the quality of his strength has changed to such a level, even if his heart is as strong as Ai Luo, he can't help but sigh for a long time.
　　 In short, the time has come to challenge the Iota Arena again. Although Ailuo understood that it was still impossible for him to break through all nineteen levels at once, he would not be killed in the second level if he wanted to.
　　 The north wind whistled and the heavy snow flew. The environment in the Ice Arena is as bad as last time, but now Ai Luo is no longer afraid.
　　 The dragon crystal vibrated slightly, and the fiery breath radiated from his body, neutralizing the cold.
　　 Since knowing that he has a high resistance to fire and heat, Ai Luo has been thinking about how to improve the resistance to ice and cold. He quickly realized that it was too inefficient to increase resistance through patience in the normal way.
　　Because coldness has twice the effect on Ai Luo, he must spend twice as hard to train in order to achieve the normal training effect of others.
　　 But, what if you change your mind?
　　 Just like what he just did, neutralize the cold with the searing heat!
"come on."
　　 Ai Luo whispered, raised his head and looked towards the end of the field of vision-there, the petite figure surrounded by the snowstorm appeared.
　　 The Frost Dancer is still the same elegant appearance four years ago, gently raising his hand, the violent snow and wind will turn into a dragon shape, and it will rush towards Ai Luo!
　　 She also saw the power of Ai Luo, this time she didn't keep any hands, it was the strongest blow!
　　 If it were for Ai Luo, who entered the arena for the first time four years ago, there would be no reason to survive.
　　 Ai Luo's expression remained the same, it was obviously a ferocious blow, but his heartbeat was unusually calm.
　　 "Frost Dancer...your dance, it's time for a curtain call."
Some inexplicable words fell, Ai Luo did not dodge, and opened his mouth is a gloomy black fire that blooms proudly like a red plum. With no casting, he directly tore the sky full of blizzard, and attacked the opposite enemy with the most outrageous posture. .
　　 This is a breathing technique used by Natalie to condense the energy to a point. Although the attack range is sacrificed, it greatly enhances the lethality and penetration.
　　 Break through this thick snow curtain, just a breath!
　　The elven girl surrounded by the snowstorm frowned her pretty brows. She was a phantom puppet spawned in the arena. She seemed to have wisdom, but in fact it was just the result of a lot of experience.
Faced with Ai Luo's attack, she didn't even have time to react. She only felt that the fire was a bit dazzling. She was about to summon an ice shield to block her. The next moment she found that the fiery breath had reached her throat-although the dragon's breath was forcibly condensed by energy A manifestation of aggregation, but due to its high energy intensity, it exhibits physical attack properties similar to a hard solid under the forced compression and aggregation of Ai Luo, just like a dark long sword.
　　 In an instant, scarlet blood blossoms appeared!
　　 "Puff"
　　 The flames of death flashed away, and the wind and snow kept surging, but at this moment, there was an extra corpse on the snow.
　　 The blizzard that lost the controller gradually dissipated, and Ai Luo calmly stepped across the blood-stained snowfield, his eyes never falling on the corpse of the elf girl. Because he already knew the result of this battle.
　　 His goal is not just to defeat the Frost Dancer.
　　 "Congratulations on breaking through the first area, does the challenger return to the real world?"
"Do not."
　　 softly rejected the voice in his mind, so the next moment, the scenery in front of Ai Luo changed again.
　　 The roaring snowfield disappeared as if it had never existed, and replaced by a lush forest. For a time, Ai Luo almost thought that he was back in the life and death competition with Natalie.
　　 "You are currently challenging: the second area, the forest arena. Guardian: the shadow of the jungle."
　　 The moment the voice in his head stopped, Ai Luo instinctively felt something was wrong.
　　 Around... it seems too quiet.
　　 That's right, there was a momentary silence between the heavens and the earth, and there was only a sharp breaking wind.
　　 The enemy’s attack has come!
　　 Under the sudden change of heart, Ai Luo suddenly understood the meaning of the guard in this area: one hit would kill, and before his line of sight caught the opponent, he would kill himself.
　　 is really... interesting.
　　 At this moment, an imperceptible brilliance shot towards Ai Luo's heart.
　　 It is silent, and it is obviously just an arrow, but it makes people feel like being in the freezing wind and snow. And unlike the real wind and snow of the Frost Dancer, the Shadow of the Jungle... is just relying on killing intent to create such a momentum.
　　 There was a piece of silence around, but Ai Luo did not make any dodge action, this time not because of disdain, but... there is no need to dodge!
　　Although there was only one arrow in front of him, Ai Luo could feel that there were countless after-shadow-like arrows in the sky.
　　 What's more terrifying is that each of these arrows can bring him the same great sense of crisis, and there is no way to tell which one is the deadly arrow.
　　 can't escape, this arrow Ailuo is not sure that he can escape.
　　 What a terrible snow, what a terrible arrow.
　　 Then, don’t hide!
　　 "Golden scales, body protection!"
　　 In Ai Luo's deep black eyes, two shining golden spots lit up, just like the gold blooming on his scales at this moment.
　　 This wildly dancing wind and snow finally met the adamantine armor, and there were countless collisions.
　　 A series of fleeting sparks surged out in the dense arrow rain, Ai Luo closed his eyes, letting the massive arrows hit the scales. The Golden Scale Bodyguard is a high-level dragon language magic, currently with Ai Luo's strength, it can only be maintained for a short while.
　　 So, he wants to use this time to find a way to crack it before the real fatal blow arrives.
At this moment, on a towering tree that Ai Luo could not see, a pair of eyes had already seen the truth in it: the real arrow had just come out, and at the same time as the wind and snow came, the arrow was gradually approaching Ai Luo. heart.
　　Strictly speaking, Shadow of the Jungle is not much stronger than the Frost Dancer, but he only has one move to fight, which fully embodies his own strength.
　　 After this move, the challenger wins, otherwise it loses.
Depressed, Ailuo, who has closed his vision at this moment, only feels that the surrounding space seems to be isolated from the sky and the earth. The air inside is even exhausted, which makes people feel a suffocating sense of death. In seconds, his defense can be shattered like a rock.
　　 can't wait any longer...
　　 Depression and suffocation, this feeling is getting more and more in Ai Luo's heart, and the turbulent arrow rain breath also always brings a terrible sense of oppression. This real and false wind and snow gathered at the speed of the naked eye, and the wind and snow were more dense and dense, making people no doubt that Ai Luo's figure might be completely annihilated at any time.
The shadow of the jungle that 　　 observes quietly still has no mood swings. For him, he can relax only when the enemy is dead.
　　 But ~EbookFREE.me~ He believes that the moment is not far away.
　　 He understood that those phantoms of the arrow rain were not just to confuse the enemy, so as to cover the real fatal blow.
　　 The most terrifying part of this blow is to push the rain of magical arrows until the last moment is fully condensed on the real arrows. It is as if the floating ice blocks on the sea have completely gathered together to form a Wanren glacier, which crashed against the surging tsunami and stood on the seashore without falling.
　　 Like a black cloud pressing down on the city, Ai Luo's original huge figure looked so small and thin in front of this natural power, but his eyes were still calm.
"found it."
　　 Ai Luo raised his head, the same black firelight condensed into flying arrows, rushing up like a bright rainbow in the pale arrow rain, and the tumbling wind and snow was like a comet across the night sky, gorgeous and bright.
　　Perhaps he didn't even notice the shadow of the jungle, but his mood still fluctuates just now.
　　 Although this fluctuation lasted for less than half a second, it was enough for Ai Luo's terrifying perception and illusion-breaking pupil.
　　 The winner is divided.
The face of this man dressed as a standard elf archer showed a touch of surprise, and a deep brilliance reflected in his eyes, which was different from the archery engraved in his memory for the pursuit of concealment. Yijian has a style he has never seen before.
　　 is just like the pride and tenacity of the dragon as his opponent.
　　 In the next moment, the shadow of the jungle only felt a sharp pain coming from his heart, and his figure fell straight down from the tree like a broken kite.
　　 On the other side, with the death of the shadow of the jungle, the deadly arrow, after breaking through the fine gold scales, flesh and blood, and breastbone, disappeared invisible in front of Ai Luo's heart.