Martial World

ps: there is a small chapter in the back

In the discussion among the crowd, Lin Ming also heard the names of several second-floor masters, Aoquan, Meinu... These people are all people who can be ranked in the top ten in second-floor strength, and they have already gone to the third place. The qualifications for the first floor were just stuck on the second floor and refused to go.

At this time, the match on the arena was finally decided. The barbarian master fell in a pool of blood and was carried down by the staff, but the troll master was not feeling well, and he was seriously injured in many places. almost consumed.

"Congratulations to Zang Gao for winning another victory. Now Zang Gao has won four consecutive victories. Now congratulations to him on his end, and wish him another brilliant future!" After a high end, he put on a more excited expression and shouted: "Here is the super expert Xueman who invited me to the second floor of the Tongtian Tower for 70 consecutive victories!"

The black-clothed referee's voice seemed to have some kind of strong contagion. When he announced that Xueman was on the field, the entire martial arts field erupted in enthusiastic cheers. Many goblin women screamed harshly, and Xueman was bloodthirsty. In their view, not only is it not fearful, but it is a symbol of majesty and domineering.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the bloody man with the upper body was naked, carrying a mountain axe on his back and walking into the ring. He was one foot and one foot tall, with exploding muscles bulging high, pitch black and hard like pig iron, and his hairstyle was very special. , there is only a tuft of upside-down hair on the top of his head, and the rest is shaved. Whether it is his head, or his face and body are all covered with scars and cut with knives. Stabbed with swords, scratched with claws. The teeth were torn. Originally, these wounds could be removed with some healing medicine, but Xueman was happy to keep them on his body, which was a sign of his countless fights.

After Xueman came on stage, he stood on the ring like an iron tower, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop suddenly because of the wanton suffocation on his body.

Beside Xueman, the referee only reached Xueman's shoulder, he raised his arms and shouted: "In the past three months, Xueman has only participated in four battles in total, and no one dared to challenge Xueman in three of them. Man has only fought once and completely defeated his opponent! Now, Xueman has just won 70 consecutive victories, and if he wins Xueman, he can get seven killing points. If you get a lot of suffocation, you can also get a certain number of consecutive victories!"

In the arena rules of the Babel Tower, if the difference between the two sides in the winning streak is more than 30 games, then if they win the opponent, they can directly obtain a certain winning streak.

This kind of regulation is to prevent someone from appearing in the cold field before playing a few times because the opponent is too strong every time they challenge. As a result, the winning streak cannot be accumulated.

"Which warrior is willing to challenge the blood barbarians and win this supreme glory?"

The referee's voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and he poured the magic essence into the sound,

Makes the sound very provocative. However, the warriors under the stage were not moved at all.

Xueman is basically an ancient beast in human form, and his most terrifying part is his power. In terms of strength alone, he can even surpass Xingtian!

Many opponents were torn apart by the blood barbarians, and even their treasures were broken by his bare hands! This kind of violent and bloody killing method is frightening, and almost all those who are defeated by the bloody hands will be dismembered!

If ordinary warriors, there are some combative people who may come to experience it, but in the face of blood barbarians, they do not have the courage, the killing points, suffocation and winning streak are all clouds, and even their lives are lost. for what?

Some spectators were in a commotion. They were looking for qualified warriors, such as Mei Nu, Aoquan and others, but these people were not present. Only one Fengling, who was ranked fifth and sixth in strength on the second floor of Tongtian Tower, However, he closed his eyes and rested in his position, as if the old god was there, obviously unintentional.

"Feng Ling didn't make a move, do you want to be in the cold again?" Some warriors who deliberately wanted to watch the fun were a little disappointed.

While these people were making wild guesses, Lin Ming stood up, passed through the auditorium, and walked to the edge of the ring. This time, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Lin Ming!?"

On the second floor of the Tongtian Tower, Lin Ming's limelight was already the first among rookies. Eighty percent of the warriors knew him and could call him by name.

However, newcomers are newcomers, and they cannot always be compared with senior trialists. These are completely two groups, and there is a big gap between them.

Could it be that Lin Ming was going to challenge the blood barbarians?

"Haha, Lin Shaoxia, do you want to challenge Xueman?" The referee asked excitedly, Lin Ming vs Xueman, the first pair of rookies against the top senior testers, this is definitely a top-notch match!

For this kind of competition, the martial arts arena must be paid for, and the price is very high.

"Yes, I want to challenge the blood barbarians." Lin Ming said loudly.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the noisy martial arts arena, and the audience in the entire martial arts field suddenly became quiet.

Lin Ming disappeared more than a month ago, and most of the time he went to retreat to practice. Now his first battle out of the customs was actually - against the bloody man!

Xueman's fierce name spread throughout the Tongtian Pagoda. It was impossible for Lin Ming to not know the bones of Xueman's subordinates, but he still dared to challenge it.

This kind of approach, this kind of confidence, can only be described as crazy!

If Lin Ming was a pure rookie, people might say that Lin Ming was stupid, but a month ago, Lin Ming killed Lan Xing under the circumstances that no one was looking forward to it, and it was a brutal killing!

With this battle at the bottom, no one dared to say that Lin Ming was stupid.

People have arrogant capital.

However, Xueman had already won seventy consecutive victories. In this situation, except himself, no one knew where the limit of Xueman's strength was. Even without any information about his opponent, Lin Ming still dared to make a move. The confidence that penetrated into the bones made these audiences feel trembling!

Terrible young man!

This time was not the time to discuss how much Lin Ming could hope to win. Just that he could make a move at this time made the warriors on the scene have to admire him. Even Feng Ling, who ranked sixth in strength, didn't have the guts.

Seeing Lin Ming calmly walk into the ring, a martial artist suddenly thought of something, picked up a sound transmission and ignited it.

"The third one, there is a great match in the martial arts arena, come and watch!"

"I'm busy, what is the best game, isn't Xueman not cool this time? Is there any fool who can't think of sending Xueman to death?" The warrior was pressing a goblin beauty under his body to vent recklessly, and received a sound transmission. The news responded reluctantly.

"I don't know if you will die or not, but the person who shot it will definitely make you blind. It's not the charming girl, it's not Aoquan, it's not Fengling, it's Lin Ming who is the number one rookie!"

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