Vol 2 Chapter 463: Pick up the night battle

On the last day of the A-class gladiator, there was no opening, and thousands of warriors gathered around the corner.
Gao Yangyu doubled the price of the tickets and sold them in the first place.
If this time Yum is over, you can end the income of Xiao Chen and Gao Yang Yuguang tickets, you can make a lot of money.
But if you lose, the tickets will not be sold enough, unless you have all the bottom of his family, the gladiator will be taken over by others.
Gao Yangyu looked at Shi Fengdao in the room: "If you win, the appearance fee of 500,000 intermediate Lingshi will not be given to you."
Shi Feng said faintly: "No, I will definitely go all out if I promise to take the shot."
Gao Yangyu heard a little peace of mind, if Shi Feng made a full effort, even he himself was a little taboo.
The gate of the arena opened, and the crowd waiting for a long time immediately swarmed and seized their own seat.
Hey!
The drums sounded, and Yun Ping, who ranked No. 1 , took the lead. His face was weak and his chest was a dull pain.
Xiao Chen's foot, using at least half of the force, let him hurt and wounded, there is no magic bullet in a short time is difficult to recover.
If there were no accidents, the 18-game losing streak could not run. In the first round of candidates, they were eliminated.
Sure enough, it was only three games. Under the chaos, the injury was aggravated and forced to abstain.
Only the audience on the field, the mind was not placed on Yunping's corner, even the snoring was too lazy to give him, so directly appeared.
The players who played next, there are losses and wins, but there are also very interesting battles.
The battles of Jiang Zi Mo Ding and other people are more fierce and extraordinary than before. They are very exciting and very worth seeing.
But the attention received is also very few, and the battle with the Yunping people is not much better.
Back to the emperor's Jiang Zimo, looking at Xiao Chen, still immersed in the cultivation, a slight sigh in his heart.
Even today, even if he and the wind are set, he will become a supporting role thoroughly. This battle is now the only protagonist.
Everyone is waiting for Xiao Chen's appearance to see if he can break the record, create history, and truly leave the legend of Yum.
Time and time keep walking, rising from the rising sun, and the road is standing in the sun, the sun is hot, and the sun sets and the evening is coming.
Some people waited a little impatient, and the heart was a little impatient. Some people even cursed the gray robe.
Why do you have a good end to Xiao Chen, from the fifteenth to the hundred and twenty-five, so that people wait for a long time.
No matter how time is suffering, the coming will come. When the twilight falls, the old man in the grey robe finally reads: "On the 125th, speeding up."
From the cultivation, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and got up and fluttered gently. The figure flickered and fell to the arena.
"Da Qin State Xiao Chen, please enlighten me!"
Familiar voice, familiar white robe, familiar expression, Xiao Chen appeared again in the arena.
Hey!
The scene that had been quiet for a long time, immediately burst into the air with the appearance of Xiao Chen, and the sound of the drums was overwhelmed.
Jiang Zimo and Ding Fengqi and others did not value the virtual name, but they saw the warm atmosphere of Xiao Chen’s appearance at this time.
When I think about the silence of my appearance, my heart is still a little envious. After all, neither of them thinks that Xiao Chen is better than them.
It is true that Xiao Chen has made rapid progress in the past six days, and they have not stopped until they are, but the sentiment of the battle is not as obvious as that of Xiao Chen.
Among the towers, looking at Xiao Chen on the field, Gao Yangyu wants to spurt fire, cold and cold: "God drums!"
When the voice fell, someone immediately conveyed the meaning of Gao Yangyu. The drum on the square tower was immediately replaced by the Tianyin drum, a high-level drum made of dragon skin and dragon ribs.
Boom!
The drums stopped for a moment, and when they ring again, everyone in the field clearly felt the difference.
Not only is the sound more radiant, but there is also a kind of spiritual fluctuation that is fascinating in the drums.
Although Jin Ding Drum also has such an effect, it is significantly worse than the drum sound at this time.
The four drums are together, and everyone in the audience has a kind of heart in mind, and the idea of ​​wanting to end the battle, the heart does not consciously follow the drums.
"This is the Tianyin drum. The drums that will be used in the ten-year S-class arena are actually used by Xiao Chen. Gao Yangyu is really a big deal!"
"The Tianyin drum can make people want to fight involuntarily, and they will exert all their strengths in the battle without knowing it. It seems that Gao Yangyu will be painstaking about this victorious!"
"Yum, Yum, I hope Xiao Chen can really create a miracle!"
The audience in the field followed the drums and looked at Xiao Chen in the field. It was simply an incarnation of his own.
Five minutes later, there were no people who had challenges in the audience. Now, Chen Chen needs to pay more than 100,000 intermediate spirits.
Without certain certainty and personalism, it is really difficult for someone to make up their minds. This big stone is not something that everyone can afford.
Five minutes later, Xiao Chen’s first opponent finally appeared. The man was a middle-aged man who was over forty years old. He held a long sword in his hand and walked very smoothly.
Binoculars are like swords, and the sword is like a real thing. He shot sharply toward Xiao Chen. "Zhong Zishi, come to teach you a good move."
At the moment when the voice fell, the sword had already shot at the place where Xiao Chen’s eyes were less than one meter in front of him. The wind blew up and the sound of Xiao Chen’s hair continued to dance.
Feel the fierce sword meaning, the air in the heart of Xiao Chen, automatically rushed out and greeted.
boom!
Sword and Xiao Chen are about to condense into a knife-like spirit, collide together, and make a clear sound, like a real sword.
The two forces smashed out and formed a whirlwind in the air, swaying out.
call!
At the same time, the two men set off at the same time. When the cyclone had not yet dispersed, various killing moves were made to each other.
Hey!
The sound of the dragon and the tiger whistle, along with the sound of the swords of the bells and stones, the fierce battle in the field.
The figure flashed, and the speed of both of them was almost the same. The fists came to the sword and they took up ten strokes in a moment.
The sturdy swords fluttered, the raging momentum shot, the ground under the fight of two people, and soon became devastated.
Huh!
The figures of the two people are moving fast in the field, and they are not allowed to each other. They are everywhere in the sky and there are battlefields where the two fight.
After three hundred strokes, there was a violent energy fluctuation in the air. The pervasive sword gas surrounded the figure of the two, and the horrible energy fluctuations exploded.
In the air, like a flower blooms, it bursts into waves, and the explosions in the air continue to make waves burst into the air, making it difficult to see the core.
Everyone looked at this scene nervously, knowing that this was the decisive move of the two, and they urgently wanted to know who would win.
"Someone is out!"
All the sights, all of a sudden look at the past, I saw a middle-aged man, holding a long sword in his hand, slowly falling from the air.
It is the figure of Zhong Zishi, everyone is in a tight heart, is Xiao Chen defeated?
Hey!
After the bell stone fell to the ground, a arrow was thrown in the mouth, and the long sword was inserted on the ground, trying to keep the body from falling.
The people breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes continued to look upwards. After all the energy fluctuations dispersed, they saw Xiao Chen’s look floating in the air.
His eyes were calm, only on the left arm, there was a faint sword mark, leaving a trace of blood, apparently only slightly injured.
"Oh, I admit defeat..."
The bell stones on the ground spit out a bit of blood again, and finally stopped going and left the scene.
Xiao Chen slowly landed, not paying attention to the outside world, the gods became the ancient clock, and the interference caused by the Tianyin drum was excluded.
Closed eyes and spirits, quietly waiting for the second opponent, today's first opponent to play, let Xiao Chen almost ate a big loss.
It was just a blow in the air. The outsiders didn’t see it. They only felt the energy fluctuations, but they didn’t know how cruel the danger was.
If it wasn't for Xiao Chen who started the secret method in the blood sneakers under his feet, it would not be as simple as a minor injury, and the entire arm could be broken.
No, the next battle can't be so long. At the time of 100 games, Gao Yangyu will definitely have some action.
He dared to take the initiative to open the Yum!, certainly has full confidence.
I have to guarantee enough strength to cope with the final battle, and neither the strength nor the strength should consume too much.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes and looked at his second opponent. His eyes were sharpened by the previous calm.
He has decided that all the next 16 battles will be resolved in 50 games. The spirit will be integrated with the strength, even if it is the two dragons on the arm.
As long as it is not exposed, his knife's identity will be fine, and he must ensure sufficient strength and strength, as well as the spirit to face the last and most difficult battle.
war!
The Tianyin drum sounded, and Xiao Chen’s history began to take the lead. After the great development of the Cang Ming refining body, the pure force has already reached 700,000 jin.
The combination of strength and vitality is even more than 800,000 kilograms of horror, and the fists are screaming and screaming.
In this way, in the battle, Xiu Chen finally showed all the strength except the knife.
Every battle is kept within 50 strokes. If the opponent's obvious weakness is found, the battle is solved within 20 strokes.
When the seventeen battles were finished, the sky was completely dark, but it was not because the battle dragged on for too long, but after each battle.
It’s been a long time before someone will make up their minds to challenge. The longer they wait, the longer they will wait. The fight is so hard that it has more than doubled the time.
Boom!
Above the square tower, the turbulent fire column was suddenly swelled, and the dimly colored field was slightly brighter.
Next to the pillar of fire, the drummers beat the drums in rhythm, so that the drums did not stop from start to finish.
In the ninety-nine-game winning streak, the audience outside the stadium at this time, but unexpectedly there is no embarrassment, it seems very quiet.
In the heart of the waves, who can think of the original, not to be optimistic about anyone who is arrogant, will go all the way to the present, won ninety-nine consecutive games.
As long as you win another game, you can create a record, and everyone stops talking.
Some couldn't bear to make a sound, afraid to disturb the one in the field wearing a white robe, but a 20-year-old boy.
Just in the silence of death, a kind of agile figure, under the injection of fire, slowly drifted down the field.