Chapter 230 Born to be a warrior, fight, have fun!

Chapter 230 Born to be a warrior, fight, have fun!

Chapter 230 Born to be a warrior, fight, have fun!
Earth, bloody city.

Competitive arena.

"Friends of all races, welcome to the finals of the Ultimate Fighting Tournament."

The host's voice rang out, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of the audience:
In the audience, members of the Night Demons and Trolls suddenly burst into deafening cheers, and applause rang out like a tide.

Accompanied by whistles and shouts, the entire venue seemed to be shaking in the sound waves.

The lights flickered, illuminating the excited faces of the audience. They waved glow sticks and flags, and some even held up posters of their support for the contestants. The atmosphere was so warm that it almost broke through the dome.

"Tonight, we will witness the showdown between two top powers and the birth of a new generation of legend!" the host continued to announce loudly, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

As the host spoke, highlights of the two contestants began to play on the big screen.

In the picture, fists are whistling and legs are as fast as lightning. Every attack is accompanied by the audience's exclamations and admiration, pushing the atmosphere to a higher climax.

The cheers were getting louder and louder, and the whole venue was boiling with excitement for the upcoming battle.

"Now..." the host dragged out the tone, with a hint of expectation in his voice:
"Let us welcome the two leading actors tonight with the warmest applause and cheers!"

Before he finished speaking, the lights in the venue suddenly went out, leaving only two spotlights shining on the entrances on both sides of the ring.

The audience turned their attention, a burst of passionate music sounded, and two contestants slowly walked out of the aisle.

"First up is," the host's voice sounded again:
"A new generation legendary player from the Giant Mang tribe, a phase kill."

After he finished speaking, Phase Killer's figure appeared under the spotlight. He was wearing a black battle robe, nearly two meters and five meters tall, with clear muscle lines and eyes as cold as a knife.

"And his opponent is."

The host deliberately paused to whet the audience's appetite:

"A berserker from the Night Demon Clan, Iron Armor!"

Following the host's introduction, Tiejia strode onto the stage, his golden battle robe sparkling under the lights, a wild smile on his face, his arms raised high, as if welcoming the cheers of the audience.

The atmosphere on the scene also reached its peak.

Two contestants walked onto the ring at the same time.

There was no referee on the ring to explain the rules because there were no restrictions on this contest.

After both sides stepped onto the ring, they each went into the preparation area in the corner and took their positions.

At this time, Phase Kill in the left corner of the ring glanced at his opponent "Iron Armor".

His fists were slightly clenched, and his knuckles made a slight "cracking" sound.

He could feel his heartbeat quickening and the blood rushing through his veins.

Every nerve was tense and excited for the upcoming battle.

When the bell rang above the ring.

Before the sound faded away, Phase Killer's figure rushed out like a cheetah.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he crossed half the distance of the ring. Before Tiejia could fully react, Phase Kill's fist was already heading straight for his face with a whistling sound.

boom!
Tiejia hastily raised his arm to block, and his fist and arm collided with a dull sound.

The huge impact force caused Tiejia to involuntarily take two steps back, with half of his foot on the edge of the ring.

But Phase Kill's attack did not stop. He stomped one foot on the ground, and his body spun like a whirlwind. He swept out with a sharp whip kick, hitting the armored man's waist directly.

Tiejia roared, his body suddenly sank, and he crossed his arms to protect his sides, taking the blow head-on. Cracks immediately appeared on the edge of the ring.

Fortunately, he managed to keep his body steady and was not kicked away.

But Phase Kill's offensive was continuous like a tide, his fists and feet left afterimages in the air, and each blow was accompanied by tremendous force.

Iron Armor was in a state of disarray under the quick attack of Phase Kill, and was always looking for opportunities to counterattack.

At this time, Phase Kill's straight punch came again.

Tiejia suddenly turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the punch. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and he seized the opportunity to deliver a backhand elbow strike, aiming directly at Phase Killer's chest.

Phase Killer's eyes flashed, and his body tilted backwards like a tumbler. Armored Armor's elbow brushed past his chest, bringing up a gust of wind.

Before Tiejia could stop his move, Phase Killer suddenly exerted force with his legs, flipped his body in the air, and kicked Tiejia's jaw with an inverted hook-like kick.

Just when the attack was about to hit, Phase Killer's body twisted in the air, supported himself on the ground with one hand to release the force on his feet, and did two consecutive backflips to distance himself from the armor.

Amid Tiejia's stunned expression, a hint of disappointment appeared on Phase Kill's cold face.

Seeing that Phase Kill actually gave up the offensive advantage, Tiejia felt annoyed. This was undoubtedly a contempt and provocation.

He roared, opened his arms suddenly, and pounced towards Phase Kill like a violent beast.

Phase Killer's body retreated lightly, avoiding the armored attack.

Attack and defense exchange.

The phase kill moves smoothly, as if it can predict the actions of the armor.

At the moment when Tiejia missed, Phase Kill suddenly rushed forward and hit Tiejia's abdomen with a knee strike.

Boom!
Tiejia groaned, his body slightly bent by the blow, and a crystal smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

While feeling the pain, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Tiejia's eyes.

At the moment when Phase Kill was about to stop, he raised his hand with pain and grabbed his shoulder. The huge force made it impossible for Phase Kill to break free for a while.

"caught you!"

Tiejia grinned fiercely and exerted force with both arms, trying to throw Phase Kill to the ground.

But Phase Killer's body was as flexible as a loach. He twisted his waist suddenly, and with the help of the power of the armor, his body drew an arc in the air, and then he did a roundhouse kick and hit the armor's temple.

boom!
Tiejia was kicked back by the blow, his head buzzing.

He shook his head violently twice, and Tiejia's eyes became even more ferocious, like an enraged beast.

Phase Kill also landed steadily at this time, his eyes were cold and his breathing was steady, as if the fierce confrontation just now was just a warm-up.

"kill!"

Before he finished speaking, Iron Armor suddenly exploded, and his body rushed towards Phase Kill like an out-of-control chariot.

The ring was shaking under his feet.

Phase Killer's eyes narrowed, and his body sank slightly, preparing to meet the impact of the armor.

The two figures appeared again, and the sound of fists and feet colliding echoed in the ring like thunder.

The audience cheered and shouted one after another, and the whole venue was boiling with excitement because of this peak showdown.

The phase kill's offensive gradually accelerated during this process, like a violent storm, so fast that it was dazzling.

Every punch and every kick was extremely precise, as if they had been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations.

The armor was like a moving mountain. With its powerful strength and tenacious defense, it withstood the phase-kill attacks and constantly looked for opportunities to counterattack.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the physical contest between the two fighting masters showed the ultimate strength and speed to the fullest.

The audience held their breath, afraid of missing any wonderful moment.

boom!
A few minutes later, accompanied by a dull thud, the blood-soaked iron-armored warrior fell to the ground with a bang.

The winner of this duel was officially decided, and the strongest of the new generation in Blood Kill City was born.

The bell for the end of the duel echoed above the ring. Phase Kill stood in the center of the ring, breathing slightly.

His fists were still clenched tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from excessive force, but the coldness in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

The cheers from the audience surged in like a tide, but he seemed to be in another world, with only the sound of his own heavy breathing in his ears.

Without stopping for long, he turned and walked down the ring, through the long corridor and returned to the lounge.

The door closed gently behind him, and the noise from the outside world was instantly cut off, leaving only silence and darkness in the room.

After a short stop, I walked into the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, cold water instantly poured down from the top of his head, washing away the sweat and blood on his body.

The water flowed down his shoulders, chest, waist and abdomen, taking away some of his fatigue.

It also relieves the tense mood.

He closed his eyes and let the water splash on his face, feeling every inch of his skin gradually relaxing.

"Won."

He muttered to himself, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

This victory was not easy, the strength and toughness of the armor far exceeded his expectations.

Every collision of fists and kicks, every dodge and counterattack, replayed in his mind.

The water gradually became warmer, and steam spread in the bathroom, blurring the figure in the mirror.

He raised his hand, wiped the water droplets on his face, and looked at the strong body covered with scars in the mirror.

His gaze finally fell on his palms which were covered with calluses and scars, each of which was a testimony to his countless training and battles.

I clenched my fists gently, feeling the power coming from my fingertips, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction surged in my heart.

"not enough."

He whispered to himself, his voice echoing in the empty bathroom.

Although he won the battle, he knew his goals were much bigger than that.

A truly strong person will never stop at the victory in front of him.

After rinsing, Phase Killer turned off the faucet, picked up the towel beside him, and wiped his body casually.

Then he changed into a clean set of clothes, returned to his room, stood in front of the window and opened it.

The night breeze blows on my face, bringing a hint of coolness.

He looked up at the night sky, which was dotted with stars and had bright lights from tall buildings in the distance. The hustle and bustle was still there, but at this moment he felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility.

Every time a satisfying battle ends, he feels unprecedented pleasure.

This is the fighting instinct that becomes stronger as you get older.

He still remembered that when he was young, he naively asked his teacher why the Giant Mang Tribe did not pursue modern technology and always wasted time on meaningless battles.

It means that no matter how strong the fighting skills of the Giant Mang Clan are, they are still no match for the technological weapons of the Lunar Eclipse Clan, so there is no point in training them.

Faced with the question, the teacher was silent for a long time, then said with a serious expression:

"Phase Kill, do you know why the Giant Mang people are born warriors?"

He still remembered that the teacher did not wait for his answer and continued speaking:

"For us, fighting is not only entertainment, nor is it just glory. It is a meaning that is inherent in our existence."

"The ancestors of the Jumang tribe once lived in a barren land. There were no abundant fruits, no mild climate, only endless wilderness and ferocious beasts. Our ancestors did not choose to escape. They used their fists and will to forcibly open up a way out of that land. Fighting is something engraved in our bones."

"In battle we feel pain and fear, but it also brings us a sublime level of strength."

"The warriors of the Giant Mang tribe do not fight for killing, but for understanding the meaning of life, because we always believe that life is not a comfortable journey, but a practice of constantly breaking through ourselves... The environment on Earth is too comfortable, but we have not forgotten our instincts. We built the arena because only in battle can we truly see ourselves clearly."

The teacher's words were like a bolt of lightning, splitting the fog in his heart.

So he blurted out:

"Teacher, if our ancestors loved fighting, why did they flee to Earth instead of dying in battle in their hometown when the catastrophe struck?"

He clearly remembered that the teacher's expression became very interesting when he heard these words.

Afterwards, he was hung on the ceiling by the teacher and beaten severely. When his parents found out, he was beaten again when he got home.

But he felt extremely aggrieved.

The older generation felt that he had been impacted by foreign cultures such as the Eclipse Clan and had problems with his thinking.

But he felt he was not wrong.

No matter how strong the body is, it cannot withstand the modern weapons of the Eclipse Clan; no matter how high the fighting skills are, they cannot avoid the carpet bombing of modern weapons.

For a purely entertaining fighting event, a huge amount of energy and financial resources are invested every year to host various competitions. This is simply going backwards in history and showing a lack of ambition.

He felt that the Giant Mang Tribe should keep up with the development of the times, learn from the human race and other ethnic groups, and actively embrace modern technology.

This is the future way out for the Giant Mang Clan.

But as he grew older, he gradually understood the profound meaning of his teacher's words.

Fighting is not a choice, but an instinct ingrained in our bones.

He found himself beginning to crave a fight, and with every breath he could feel the suppressed restlessness in his heart surging through his body.

This change once frightened him.

He tried to suppress the desire in his heart, but found that the more he suppressed it, the stronger the desire became, and it hit his reason like a flood.

Finally, during his graduation trip, he asked his parents for some money and headed to the Eclipse Tribe to seek answers.

After a long appointment and wait, he walked into the external medical center of Eclipse City.

The Eclipse Clan's medical technician conducted a comprehensive examination on him, and then gave him a conclusion that shocked him in a room full of technology.

He still remembers those words vividly.

"Phase Killer, you have the fighting genes of the ancestors of the Giant Mang Tribe flowing in your body. In the ancient times, your ancestors experienced countless life-and-death battles. Their bodies evolved in constant battles, and their genes were changed in repeated stress reactions. The increase in muscle strength, reaction speed, and pain tolerance... these advantages were selected and engraved into your blood."

"Every generation of Jumang people, from the moment they are born, carries the fighting genes accumulated by their ancestors through countless battles. These genes not only shape your strong physique, but also have a profound impact on you spiritually."

"This type of combat gene is also an internal driving force in your growth. It makes you have an instinctive desire for combat. As you grow older, these genes will gradually awaken and drive you into combat."

He remembered that he was silent for a long time, and asked the Eclipse Clan's healer in a low voice:
"Is this a curse?"

The Eclipse Clan's medical practitioner shook his head upon hearing this and said firmly:
"No, this is a gift from your ancestors, the Jumang tribe, to future generations. It is also proof of your blood connection with your ancestors, and proof that your Jumang tribe was once powerful and glorious."

"Don't try to suppress it, try to accept it, because this power is a heritage engraved in your blood."

"Remember, this is not a curse, but a blessing from our ancestors."

These words were like a key that unlocked the shackles he had used to seal the beast in his heart.

He no longer resisted his inner desires and chose to embrace his instincts.

Fighting is no longer a burden to him, but his mission and the bond that connects him with the blood of his ancestors.

From that moment on, he completely transformed himself and took the initiative to register as a fighter.

He no longer suppressed his strength, but released it through fighting, letting the fire of battle burn in his body.

Every fight driven by instinct is a tribute to his ancestors and a recognition of his bloodline inheritance.

After that, he grew rapidly with talents that surpassed his peers, until he stood at the pinnacle of the new generation in Blood Kill City.

My thoughts drifted back to the present, looking at the night view outside the window, I couldn't help laughing.

I never thought that I, who hated fighting the most when I was young, would go down this path.

Just as the teacher said back then, every member of the Giant Mang tribe is a natural born warrior.

Just recently, the blood of battle has been further intensified.

The reason was that he came into contact with the virtual game Monster World.

The highly spiritual environment seemed to have activated the latent blood in his body. The desire to fight burned in his body like a flame, becoming more and more intense.

The beast imprisoned within him finally broke free.

Every time he entered the game, he could feel the dormant power in his body gradually awakening.

It was just that feeling, and he no longer resisted it.

The game Monster World also made him realize how naive his understanding of physical strength was when he was young.

The long years of peace and the weak spiritual environment on Earth have seriously weakened the strong physique of the giant snake tribe.

The first group of giant ancestors who came to Earth were always in a state of "hunger".

This hunger does not come from a lack of food, but from the thinness of spiritual energy.

Their ancestors lived in a high spiritual environment, where the air was filled with rich energy. With every breath they could feel the spiritual energy flowing through their bodies, nourishing every inch of muscle and every bone.

The high spiritual energy environment also allows their cells to evolve continuously through battle, becoming stronger and more explosive.

However, the spiritual environment on Earth is far inferior to the world where our ancestors lived.

The spiritual energy here is so thin that it is even impossible to perceive. The body of the giant snake tribe is like a high-performance engine that is injected with low-quality fuel.

Although they consumed enough food, the energy contained in these foods was far from enough to meet their bodies' needs for spiritual energy, and hunger appeared at the cellular level.

This slows down cell metabolism and causes a gradual decrease in muscle and bone strength.

Even the body appears to degenerate to adapt to the environment.

After living in a weak spiritual energy environment for a long time, the body mechanism of the giant mang people changed from growth to energy-saving mode.

Start reducing your need for Reiki.

This degeneration is particularly obvious in his generation.

This made him realize that physical strength is ultimately limited, and no matter how strong the muscles are, they cannot withstand the bombardment of modern weapons.

But the high-energy environment of the monster world made him feel unprecedented comfort.

He realized that this was the power his ancestors once possessed.

If you think about it carefully, our ancestors didn't study any complicated technologies.

Able to descend to Earth through a simple teleportation array.

This proves that our ancestor used his physical body to clear the way and crossed the space current to come to Earth. This alone shows how powerful our ancestor was.

It turns out that a strong body is enough to shake those powerful technological weapons.

He watched the Eclipse Clan’s recent Monster World special briefing.

After learning about the situation of the Green Wood Tribe, he realized that the racial welfare easter eggs belonging to the Giant Mang Tribe were gradually being activated in the game, at least for himself.

The night wind blew across his face, bringing a hint of coolness. Phase Kill's eyes penetrated the city lights and saw farther away.

The aftermath of the battle was still echoing in his body, but his thoughts had already drifted to another world.

He turned around and walked to the game cabin and pressed the start button.

In reality, he has already reached the pinnacle of the new generation in the Bloody City Fighting League, but his journey in another world has just begun.

Soon, Phase Killer's figure appeared in the Colorful Mist Coast space.

Calling up the forum interface, his personal homepage album records his conquest of the monster world.

The homepage of the album is a screenshot of him winning 6 games in the Ancient God Arena, and the album picture is frozen at the moment when he killed his opponent.

At this time, many players left messages on the personal homepage asking for information.

Phase Kill replied to several players he knew and called out the friend chat group:

[The battle never stops (394 players online)]:
Flaming Fist: (Video clip) This move of my arena opponent is too fierce. It made me depressed. A big guy in the group came out to crack it. I want to improve again.

Shadow Blade: I have recently been studying the synergistic effect of blood flow and muscle strength. I found that if the qi is compressed to the tip of the fist at the moment of punching, the explosive power can be greatly improved. However, this sudden compression of qi will also put a burden on the body. If the body is not strong enough, blood will be lost, unless one has extremely strong control.

Berserker @影刀: Consider brain overclocking to give you the ultimate control experience (funny.jpg)

Shadow Blade: Don't even mention brain overclocking, that thing is just a useless soul used by sissies, the Gangqi soul is the best in the world, I will never have the chance to overclock my brain in this life.

One Punch to Save Souls: What a weird thing brain overclocking is, in my eyes this soul is always the worst in the version, if it is not necessary to practice combat skills, I don’t even want to embed the Breath-Eating Soul, in my eyes, the strongest souls are only Gargoyle and Unyielding, sanctifying the body is the right way, magic systems are all evil ways.

Kill Kill Kill: Brothers, has anyone studied the techniques of predicting counterattacks? I recently encountered a speed-type monster while exploring. Conventional blocking is not enough, so I can only rely on prediction.

Phase kill: The prediction technique is to observe the opponent's starting posture, such as slight movements of the shoulders and shifts of the center of gravity. The same is true for monsters. The muscles will inevitably change in advance before launching an attack. I usually react 0.3 seconds before the opponent attacks.

Muscular man: 0.3 seconds? You are worthy of being the leader of this group's record list. Your reaction is too fierce. I usually have to wait until I get hit in the face with a fist before I know that the other party has launched an attack, and the target is my face (Explorer scratches his head in embarrassment.jpg).

Kill, kill, kill, kill: I'll just take it, since I have a lot of health (eating dirt and getting a bruised face.jpg).

……

The content of the group chat made Phase Killer burst out laughing.

Everyone in the group is a combat enthusiast, and they exchange and learn combat experiences every day.

This group of brothers can be regarded as model workers in the player army.

Every day, he waits for the bus at the Colorful Mist Coast, looking forward to entering the Ancient God Arena and fighting against powerful enemies.

In addition to the group chat he is in, there are also a large number of communication groups formed by arena enthusiasts.

The size of their group is gradually increasing as the number of players grows.

The live broadcast room of their group is also very popular. In addition to the players who enter the small black room, there are also a large number of tourists coming to visit.

After checking the time, Phase Kill arrived at the Emperor's Tomb Mountains through the teleportation array.

The bustle of Colorful Mist Coast is on the beach, there are not many players in the space node, and the bustle of Dizhong Village is in the space.

This is also the only space node with functional buildings, and is regarded by players as the main urban area among the five major space nodes.

Arriving at Teizuka Village, Phase Kill summoned the map and headed straight to the weapon forging room.

Now his stock of sacrifice power has reached 2, which is enough to make a basic weapon.

As a fighter, he prefers gloves that are more suitable for his fighting style when it comes to weapon design.

In choosing the weapon resonance feature, he referred to the weapon templates posted by players on the forum.

The main material of the weapon is dragon blood gold, and the enchanted particles are mainly wind particles and armor-piercing particles. The 2 holes of the level 16 weapon can be combined to create the weapon resonance characteristic "wind pressure".

The effect is that it can slightly increase the attack speed and attack damage, and can also enhance the effect of the wind particles.

It cost 2.6 to complete the weapon making, and Phase Killer walked out of the weapon forging room with a pair of silver fingerless gloves on each hand.

After calling up the mall interface and replenishing his stock of potions, he checked the time.

Then he decisively summoned the vehicle "Hoverboard" and came to the teleportation point of Tezuka Village.

Five minutes later, Phase Killer's figure appeared on the beach of Colorful Mist Coast.

At daybreak, a large group of figures had gathered on the shore.

Seeing the phase kill coming, players of all races greeted him.

One of the human players came closer and joked:
"Brother Phase, when will you be promoted to champion fighter?"

"There will definitely be a chance in this life, even to surpass the Ancient Gods." Phase Kill answered very seriously.

"Brother Phase Kill, I watched the game last night. Congratulations on winning the championship. Remember to post strategy videos frequently recently. I'm relying on your strategies to improve my skills." A Night Demon player shouted loudly at this time.

"Okay." Phase Killer smiled and nodded.

While we were chatting, the red sun gradually rose in the sky.

When the shuttle bus logo appeared on the map, all players turned their eyes to the end of the horizon and became excited.

"The shuttle bus is here. I wonder which lucky warriors will be able to embark on the journey of glory today. Let us wait and see. Those who win, remember to start the live broadcast." A player shouted in the crowd.

While waiting, a flying vehicle appeared at the end of the horizon and flew towards the colorful mist coast at an extremely fast speed.

"Gang Qi, open!"

boom!
A player suddenly released his Qi and Soul, and his body was enveloped in red airflow.

The rest of the players released their Qi one after another.

This process is like showing off muscles, letting the operators on the bus see their powerful side, in order to increase the probability of being selected.

Other races avoid the flying vehicles in the Ancient God Arena, but players flock to them.

With the current strength of the players, they can make money as long as they go.

Phase Kill also activated the Gang Qi characteristic at this time, and spreading red ripples appeared under his feet, like blooming red flowers.

The power in his body gushed out like a volcano. His thin martial arts uniform was blown up by the red airflow, revealing his explosive muscles.

Soon, the aircraft arrived over the Colorful Mist Coast and hovered above the beach.

Several traction ropes with a gleaming metallic luster shot out from the bottom of the aircraft, wrapping around several players as accurately as snakes.

One of the traction ropes entangled the Phase Killer who was also releasing the red energy. The red energy collided with the energy field of the traction rope, sparking a burst of tiny sparks.

Phase Killer did not resist, allowing the traction rope to wrap around his abdomen and suddenly pull him to the bottom of the aircraft.

"Hahaha, I won. The live broadcast has started. Brothers, watch my winning streak. Get ready to receive the red envelopes in the group."

"I'm ascending. It's finally my turn. I'm in a good mood."

"Fighting, awesome! The Heavenly Ladder Campaign has begun!"

The chosen players laughed in the air, and looking down at the disappointed players below, they laughed even louder.

The player to be selected was swept away, and the arena flight area disappeared over the colorful mist coast in a flash.

The remaining players cursed and then dispersed.

……

After 2 hours.

Phase Kill, who had already arrived at the Ancient God Arena, was teleported to the duel arena on the first floor of the ladder: the Giant Snake Arena.

The arena on this level is shaped like a giant coiled snake with its head held high and its body circling the arena, with a huge circular dueling arena in the center.

At this moment, a spatial spiritual pattern appeared on the ground not far in front of him, and then a figure appeared.

The opponent that appeared was tall and slender, wearing clothes made of animal skins. His skin was dark purple, and his eyes were narrow and sharp, with dark blue pupils, like two balls of cold flames, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

But Phase Kill still saw a hint of fear in the opponent's eyes.

This fear was obviously a fear of the Ancient God Arena, not because of him.

After analyzing and scanning, the other party's information appeared in my mind.

[Black Knight (Dusk Knight)]:
Hunting level: 39.

Target introduction: A warrior of the "Black Riders" who descended from the Sea of ​​Death and possessed comprehensive combat skills.

……

After reading the analysis information, Phase Killer's body sank slightly, like a beast ready to attack.

All the muscles in his body tensed up in an instant, and every fiber was excited for the upcoming battle.

His eyes were fixed on the black knight not far away, his gaze as cold as a knife:

"Just barely enough to warm up."

Phase Killer whispered to himself, the fighting desire in his eyes completely ignited.

After experiencing the battles in the monster world, he lost interest in real battles.

In real-life ring duels, he always felt an invisible restraint.

That kind of restraint does not come from restrictions of rules, but from the deep respect and restraint for life in one's heart.

Every time he punched or kicked, he would subconsciously control the strength, fearing that a single mistake would take his opponent's life.

Modern education made him feel a sense of tearing apart.

On the one hand, he is taught to be civilized, and on the other hand, it is the desire from the bottom of his heart.

The oppressive feeling made him feel like a beast trapped in a cage. He had the power to tear everything apart, but he had to retract his claws and deal with his opponent carefully.

But deep down, he believes that fighting should be the ultimate release of power.

This is also the reason why he feels that the real fighting arena is stuffy.

That feeling is like an unfinished feast. You have tasted the delicious food, but you are still unable to enjoy it to your heart's content.

But things are completely different in the monster world.

Here, he no longer needs to suppress his own strength, and no longer needs to worry about the life or death of his opponent.

Fighting is a pure contest of strength and skill, but also a hearty release.

Every time he swung his punch, he could hear the whistling sound of the air being torn apart, and he felt the trembling of his muscles and the throbbing brought by the energy rushing through his body.

At this moment, he is like a beast that has broken free from its chains, and can run, bite, and fight to his heart's content.

The arena beneath his feet trembled slightly, and then a stream of red energy burst out from the soles of Phase Killer's feet, spreading around like ripples.

hum!
A low humming sound rang out in the air, and the red energy wrapped around Phase Killer like a flame, illuminating him like a god of war. The red ripples under his feet spread out in circles.

With the help of the strong energy, Phase Killer's figure appeared taller and taller, making Black Knight's expression nervous.

"bring it on."

His voice was low and cold, and there was a hint of provocation in his words.

The red energy condensed on the tip of his fist, like a burning flame, ready to devour the opponent at any time.

"The battle begins." The voice of Mannu sounded at this time.

At this moment, the figure of the Black Knight suddenly merged into the shadows, and the sound of the wind whistled.

At this moment, Phase Kill's gaze quickly swept to the right and sensed the approximate position of the Black Knight through the flow of air.

His body suddenly rushed forward, his fist whistling through the wind, and struck directly in the direction his eyes were pointing.

boom!
Before Black Knight could completely get out of the shadow state, he was hit in the chest by Phase Kill's punch.

The huge impact force caused the Black Knight to fly backwards like a kite with a broken string, and he fell heavily on the ring.

The Black Knight knelt on one knee, supported himself with his right hand and slid back several meters. He barely held up his body, but a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But the single-phase kill does not give any breathing time and comes quickly.

Black Knight quickly summoned a shadow shield to try to block Phase Kill's next attack.

break!
The approaching Phase Killer growled, and suddenly blasted out with his right fist surrounded by aura.

The brute force characteristic was also suddenly activated at this time, and golden energy emerged in the red airflow.

The moment the fist collided with the shadow shield, the energy shield caved inward, and then shattered into countless black spots like glass and dissipated.

Black Knight's pupils suddenly contracted, and before he could react, Phase Kill's left fist followed closely.

A hammer punch in the style of the armored fist hit the black knight's right shoulder hard.

puff!
The Black Knight opened his mouth and vomited blood. His body suddenly sank and he fell heavily to his knees on the ring.

Phase Kill did not give Black Knight any chance. He grabbed Black Knight's shoulders with both hands like iron clamps and lifted him up suddenly.

The Black Knight tried to struggle, but the power of the Phase Kill made it impossible for him to move.

"Finish."

The sound of Phase Kill rang out, his arms pressed down violently, his knees suddenly raised, and slammed heavily into the black knight's chest.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard, and the Black Knight's body was thrown into the air like a rag, and then fell heavily on the ring, unable to stand up again.

"1 wins!"

The voice of the barbarian slave was heard, and a teleportation formation appeared under Phase Kill's feet.

At this time, the live broadcast room was filled with "666".

As the record holder of 6 wins, Phase Kill's live broadcast room currently has nearly 149 million players and visitors watching.

Seeing the phase kill battle end in such an easy way, everyone felt unsatisfied and posted comments on the battle.

Especially the brutal knee strike at the end, which was scored by the "cloud judges" outside the venue.

The phase killer who ended the battle also advanced to the second floor of the competition ladder at this time. Through the window, he could see the square competition arena outside with a giant sword in front.

This place is also known as the Giant Sword Arena.

"Blessing from the Ancient Gods, one Low Martial Spirit Orb is awarded for each victory, and 69 hours and 39 minutes of rest time is left."

The voice of the barbarian slave sounded again, and after the formation on the ground flashed, a red spirit bead rose up.

After taking the low martial soul bead, Phase Kill threw it into the space bag without hesitation, and then sacrificed the Emperor's Omen in exchange for sacrificial power.

As for whether Mannu would discover that he had a space prop on him, he didn't care.

In fact, the barbarian slaves never cared. Everyone just took what they needed.

"Mannu, I want to start the second game."

"As you wish." Having already gotten used to the players' high-frequency competitive mode, Mannu's cold voice without any emotion echoed in the room.

As soon as the words fell, teleportation patterns appeared under Phase Killer's feet, quickly interweaving and outlining.

My vision suddenly became blurry.

When his vision became clear again, he appeared on the giant sword arena, and a figure was standing not far in front of him.

This time the opponent has a humanoid form, about two meters tall, and has a head that looks like a dragon's head.

He was wearing a set of crimson light armor, his skin was crimson and covered with fine scales, he had a pair of horns on his head that curved backwards, his eyes were golden with erect pupils, and he exuded the wild aura of a beast.

It has sharp claws on the fingertips of both hands, with hot air flowing between its fingers.

Phase kill turns on analysis and sweeps away.

He was disappointed to find out that the other party's name was "Flame Claw" and his hunting level was only 32.

This was destined to be an unsatisfying battle because the opponent was too weak.

"The battle begins!"

As the voice of the barbarian slave sounded, Yan Zhua immediately assumed a fighting stance, like a beast ready to attack, his body leaning forward slightly, his arms hanging naturally, and the hot air flow at his fingertips transformed into a burning flame.

Flame Claw took the lead in launching the attack, his body suddenly rushed forward, and the flaming claws on both hands cut through the air, bringing up a wave of hot air.

However, his movements seemed to be in slow motion in Phase Killer's eyes.

The speed soul is activated.

Phase Killer's figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only footprints on the ground that quickly recovered after being sunken. His figure turned into a red lightning and instantly approached Flame Claw.

Flame Claw's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, a fist had already hit his chest.

boom!
The Flame Claw flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and before it could get up after landing, Phase Kill got close again and swept it across like a bloodthirsty battle axe.

"Crack!"

Flame Claw's ribs were broken and he was knocked away again.

Before it landed, Phase Killer leaped into the air and smashed down with his knee like a hammer.

boom!
The knee strike embedded Yan Zhua's body deeply into the ring, his chest sunken, the flames on his body extinguished, and there was no more movement.

Phase Kill looked coldly at the dead Flame Claw, did a backflip, and landed steadily.

A brand is formed as the light above the head flows, revealing the dog tag (Bloodthirst Brand).

Suddenly, the blood spilled on the ground was resolved into blood mist, rising up and transforming into nutrients to replenish physical strength and absorbing into the body.

The battle started and ended in no more than five seconds.

The live broadcast room was immediately flooded with comments, and the players and visitors watching were all saying: Fighting, so cool!
Brutal, decisive, and merciless... the crushing game of Phase Kill instantly made the players and visitors in the live broadcast room boil with excitement, and the barrage of comments rolled like crazy like a tide.

"2 wins."

The voice of the barbarian slave sounded, and Phase Kill was instantly teleported to the third level arena of the ladder: the Flame Arena.

The arena on this level was surrounded by blazing flames.

Phase Killer, who got two low-level martial soul beads, did not stop at all. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the room decisively, and said in a deep voice:
"Mannu, next."

The players in the live broadcast room were cheering.

They are eager to see Phase Kill break the record they set, break through the 6-win ceiling in the arena, and move to a higher stage.

(End of this chapter)