The arena in Eclipse City is the largest arena in the prehistoric world. It is directly built on the top of the huge Eclipse Mountain main peak. Although the altitude is a little lower than the Eclipse Clan Temple on the side peak, it is much larger than the Holy Temple. The entire arena is circular, divided into 5 layers, the underground one is a cage for raising various beasts, the first floor is a contestant passage, and the second to fourth floors are the audience seats. The fighting arena in the middle is not layered and controlled by huge mechanisms. The 1,001 fighting arenas can move freely. One of them is the home court and the largest one, which will only be used in the finals. The remaining 1,000 are of different sizes. Our 1,000 people will be held on these 1,000 venues this time.

This 10,000 people match is a single round-robin match. You can get a bedding and go home if you lose one game. I have been praying since yesterday, don’t encounter shadows, don’t meet dragon ghosts in the world, don’t meet handsome guys, well, and don’t meet the wind and thunder tiger, don’t meet the waning moon in the small building... This is much more difficult than playing the same duel in the auditions. Now all 10,000 people on the field are masters who dominate one side, and it’s a bit difficult to win. I don’t know who my opponent is today…

"It's you?!" As soon as I came on the stage, a guy holding a long sword in his hand and posing with a hero screamed in surprise.

"Do we know him?" I looked at him in confusion. I don't know this person.

"You don't know me, but I know you." The other party sorted out his hair that was scattered by the wind, "My name is Jianxue, and he is the star of tomorrow in the prehistoric world. And you, the poisonous archer, will be the stepping stone for my fame! Remember me! Remember this day! Remember you were defeated by a poisonous swordsman who is also good at using poison!" After saying that, he turned the hem of the swordsman's robe back, raised the sword with his right hand, and pinched a sword technique with his left hand.

"..." Is this guy an idiot? I looked at him speechlessly, really wanting to tell him: "My mother, the most unafraid of you is an idiot warrior like you who can't fight outside, because you can't beat me at all." But I didn't tell my opponent my characteristics of virtue. I pulled out the ghost killing, so I figured out how to deal with him. I originally wanted to be more cautious and use the corrosive poison arrow to quickly result in him, but I changed my attention. I want to drag the battle long, it's best to drag them until the shadows and they all started the competition. This can prevent us from colliding cars, and the second... I can abuse this big frog who thinks he is a prince!

I made up my mind, and I didn't talk nonsense, and quickly shot the opponent's door with one arrow. The arrow I used this time was Warm No. 2. This arrow was tempered with the poison of aconitum. Although the attack power of aconitum is not high, it is very long. After being hit, it was extremely itchy all over. Although it can't kill people, it is the best choice to abuse people. It is said that the daily necessities in the prison of the Fox Clan include this aconitum...

At this time, the big frog was still making his own declaration of victory. Suddenly, he saw an arrow flying straight towards him. He was shocked. Fortunately, he was a swordsman in a sharp direction. The arrow almost left his side, and the arrow cut a bloody mouth on his face. He wiped his face with a throat blocked by blood, and looked at me angrily: "You actually attacked!"

"Damn! There is no rule for the competition rules to not be allowed to attack." As I said that, I shot an arrow from a sinister angle at his neck without armor. Although I couldn't upgrade during this period, my skills became more and more proficient as I practiced. I studied Luo Feng's archery notes several times. Now I can say with confidence that I, Luoshui Spider, will definitely hit every shot when shooting arrows!

Seeing that blood sealed my throat, I blocked my arrow with a sword. As soon as I was about to fight back, I felt that my left face was itchy, as if hundreds of ants were crawling around under my skin. I had to stop the attacking movement and scratched my face with one hand, and itchy, and itchy again...

After a while, the face of Blood-Crossing Throat was already covered with blood. Although it was not bloody to self-harm, it still hurts. Moreover, my attacks and harassment never stopped during this period, which made him fumbling. Seeing Blood-Crossing Throat naturally knew that he was poisoned, but after taking N antidotes, it still didn't work. In the prehistoric world, as long as there are poisons sold in the system store, you can use the purchased antidotes to resolve them. However, the antidotes in a rare poison store like Aconitum can not be solved. Only a warlock who can detoxify and infect others can solve them.

This is a one-on-one battle, so naturally there will be no warlock to detoxify him. I have antidotes, but I will not give them to him either. He had to speed up his attack speed, hoping that after he could solve me faster, he could escape from the sea of ​​suffering. However, the more anxious he was, the more chaotic the attack rhythm was. It was really full of flaws, so I found an opportunity to reward him with a few more bugs.

This competition is different from the auditions. There are spectators. Our stadium is located a little south, and there are quite a few people sitting in this area. There are countless people around our stadium. At the beginning, they watched the game quietly. When I poked seventeen or eighteen holes in my throat when I saw blood, and he didn't even touch my hair, the stage was boiling. Originally, most of the people playing games were men. We were one man and one woman. Although I was covered in my face, I still looked quite like a beautiful woman at first glance, so almost all the men on the stage cheered me on, and their voices were deafening, and there were some MMs in the middle. I was sweating so much that it seemed that my opponent was really not popular.

"Cum! Cum!" the stage shouted, full of gloating tone. When he saw the blood seal, he almost turned angry and turned his back.

I know why everyone asked me to shoot my legs, because when I saw that this guy was not fast, I only ran out 3 points, which made him feel that he could hit me at one point, but he could never hit me. The audience may feel that he was not satisfied with abuse like this, and he had to shoot and torture him slowly. The people's will is the highest. After hearing the people's voice, I nailed his left leg without hesitation. The speed of blood-squeezing throat slowed down instantly, staring at me with resentment, and cheers burst out in the audience.

"Other! Another!" This time the voice became louder. When he saw the throat of blood, he staggered and almost fell to bite the dog. He stabilized his body and hurriedly protected his right leg with a sword.

Hehe, am I such an obedient person? He passed by an arrow and hit his right arm that relaxed his defense without any suspense. He turned his eyes and was almost angry at me. He hurriedly returned to his full-body defense posture. Another arrow was shot accurately this time.

"Protest! I protest, she abused me in the game!" He saw the bloody throat and ran to the referee and cried.

The referee was enjoying watching it, and the guy who played the abused person disappeared, which made him extremely dissatisfied. "It's a big deal to protest. There is no rule for the game to abuse the opponent. Go back to the game quickly, otherwise you will be given a yellow card!" The referee said as he took out a yellow card and shone it lightly. The majestic man rushed back to the court after seeing the blood.

I burst out laughing on the stage, with some loud voices mixed in between: "NND, this ticket is worth it, you can actually see such a classic game."

When he saw blood sealing his throat, he returned to the arena, and the neat voice in the stands sounded again: "Come on all limbs, be a human stick! Shoot on all limbs, be a human stick!"

...Oh, the audience is the biggest these days. Brother, it’s not that I want to abuse you, but the people really won’t let you go. I looked at the throat of blood with sympathy, but my hands started to greet his limbs without hesitation. After a while, his limbs were filled with arrows. I looked at my masterpiece with satisfaction. It’s not bad, it’s really good. The arrangement of these arrows is very postmodernist style and looks very ornamental value... After the limbs are shot, I don’t know where the audience below will ask for it, eyes! I raised my bow and aimed at his eyes.

"Call JJ! Shoot JJ!" Such a voice broke out in the audience.

Plop! My throat and I fell down at the same time. Where did these masters come from? I looked at the audience helplessly. A group of men with excessive hormone secretion were dancing in the stands, howling and shouting horns. Some girls tried to shrug in shame, trying to distinguish themselves from these madmen.

"Call JJ! Cry JJ!..." The neat shouting continued, attracting more people watching the fun. Alas, it seems that if I don't do as I can meet their distorted psychological needs, I might be dismembered by the five horses after I stepped down and sealed my throat with blood. In order to save my life, I have to let you be a eunuch. Thinking of it, I glanced at him with my eyes. When I saw my malicious eyes, I immediately turned to my side, protected my vitals, and looked at me with vigilance.

I sighed and moved in an instant. The bow and arrow pointed to his vital point accurately. When I saw the throat of blood, my face turned pale. The moment before I shot the arrow, I suddenly shouted at the referee: "Referee, I surrender, I admit defeat, I won't play anymore!" Just kidding, if I was shot by this terrifying archer with high accuracy and scratching it, so many viewers will have their own reputation in life. Don't think about being in the prehistoric world again!

The referee walked onto the stage dissatisfiedly: "You have so much blood, why don't you play anymore? There are still opportunities. How can a man, a real man, give up easily? You can continue the game, I pretend I didn't hear you give up." The referee said generously, thinking that I haven't enjoyed watching it yet, how can you, as the protagonist, leave the game.

"No, I must admit defeat, I want to go home, 55~" I begged the referee in tears when I saw the bloody throat.

Seeing the tears flowing with tears, the referee had to announce helplessly: "Su Niecheng player admitted defeat, and the moon-Eclipse player won 51494 in this game."

"Shh~~" There were boos on the stage, "Coward! Coward! It's really not a man!" A group of viewers who had no fun cursed and pointed at the throat of the blood. Seeing the blood, the throat of the throat of the blood was as if it didn't hear it, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one to be seen. It was faster than the speed in the game. I dramatically won the first game of the 10,000 people. It's really simple, I thought so.

The stadium is full at this time. The system arranged for me the next game. I didn't know when it would be. I didn't return to the fixed seat. Instead, I used my players' privileges to go back and forth in the densely packed stadium to see if I could see interesting games.

"Brother Huan, come on! Brother Huan!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came over, and I turned to find the source of the sound... I died of sweat. It was the perverted His Royal Highness of Cat. Her sister, Candy Baby, was also next to me. The two were bringing a bunch of beautiful cheerleaders to cheer for the people on the stage. She just said 'Brother Huan', and the one on the stage should be Zi Huan's male elder of the Cross Iron Rose.

Purple ground-length hair, gorgeous clothes, flawless face, exquisite makeup, graceful body, elegant manners, I think it is a huge black hole that attracts many gazes from the world, making people forget morality and gender, mediocre humans bow down and surrender humbly, lick the owner's upper like a dog... revealing disgusting respectful eyes... The angel-like smile blooms with the charm of the devil... Even laughter makes all living beings fall in love with...

...I looked at the introduction of Zihuan in the special issue of the Honghuang Daily. In addition to being speechless, the Cross Iron Rose is indeed a place where perverts gather. It is probably more dangerous than a dragon's and tiger's den. Usually, people who grow up in such a dangerous environment have the same perverted strength as their appearance. I want to see what kind of martial arts like the Star-absorbing Technique has. Thinking of it, I walked to the field, kept a certain distance from the Cross Iron Rose's cheerleaders, and started watching the game.

I came here very coincidentally. They just discussed the rules of the competition. Zihuan, as described in the Honghuang Daily, was a charming handsome man. He did not take any weapons, but his slightly opened hands were covered with rings. The rings were different from rings. The rings were a special equipment. Even if you wear a ring on your hand, you can still wear rings. This thing is similar to the iron fingers in fighting, and is generally the equipment of a boxer. Is this charming man a boxer? This... is too incompatible with his image!

His opponent was a heavy warrior holding a long-handled sword. I could see that he had the same questions as me. At this time, the referee announced that the game had begun.

The heavy-armed warrior's long-established fighting spirit exploded instantly. With a wave of a long sword, a sword energy flew towards Zihuan in an instant. The fighting spirit was released! I grew up in surprise. There were not many people in the prehistoric world who could train fighting spirit to this level. Judging from his good equipment, he must be the boss of any gang of the White Wolf Clan. Only the White Wolf Clan produces such perverted warriors.

Zi Huan was not as surprised as he imagined. It seemed that he had known that his opponent's strength was good. Just as the sword energy approached, four black figures advanced in front of Zi Huan and pounced! One of the black shadows got into this sword energy and turned into a black smoke and disappeared... He was summoned? I was confused again. What was this situation? He did not hold a staff, nor did he chant a spell. How did he get these things?

Zi Huan did not stop, raised her right hand and made a few strange gestures. Ten black shadows appeared in front of him again. Only then did I come back to my senses and observe the black shadows carefully.

These are not summoned beasts! I definitely came to this conclusion. After being with Cao Huamei for so long, I can still tell whether the summoned beasts are summoned? Could it be that this guy is the legendary hidden profession - the puppet master?!

Regarding the puppet master, I heard from Shadow. It turned out that there was a puppet master in their gang, but that person was a rookie. Such a good profession was trained into garbage. The puppet master's spells are similar to summoning, but they do not consume mental power, but energy. Therefore, the puppet master's body is not as fragile as a mage. They can wear warrior equipment or mage equipment, but they do not have the attack skills of warriors and cannot cultivate fighting spirit.

Summoning a skill book can summon the corresponding summoning beasts, but the puppet master has to find monsters with similar attributes to him. After killing them, he will capture the souls and attach them to an object. When using it, he will directly command it with his handprints. This parasitic soul object can be anything. I looked at the dazzling jewelry hanging on Zi Huan's body and knew that these jewelry must be the carriers for him to install puppets. But, why did he wear those rings for...?

This warrior obviously had never heard of the profession of puppet master. He was quite alert to a large number of unknown objects. In an instant, he burst out all over his body and ran towards Zihuan with a roar. With a big roar, he waved his sword and ran towards Zihuan.

Zi Huan lowered her head slightly, and didn't even raise her eyes. It was a state of being cool and charming to this point, and I was sweating.

The 13 black shadows could not withstand the impact of the advanced fighting spirit, and they turned into black smoke in the heavy swordsman's swords, and only some small ornaments fell on the ground. Zi Huan was not in a hurry, but still looked like an old god. She raised her finger and summoned 20 black shadows to surround the opponent, and she began to fiddle with the rings on her hands.

The heavy warrior looked disdainful. When he used one skill, 20 puppets instantly turned into black smoke.

"You are very strong." Zi Huan spoke for the first time, but her eyes were looking at the floor tiles, as if a flower would grow there.

The heavy warrior was so angry that he was about to explode by his naked contempt. He roared and waved his sword to slash at Zi Huan, with a bit of Guan Yu's momentum in his movements.
Chapter completed!