Shen Bai was wearing a blue dress and stood on the ring.

Because there were only twenty-five people left, the Yongsheng Group once again overhauled the fighting venue.

Twenty-four of the twenty-five arenas were cleared, leaving only the middlemost arena No. 12.

The contestants stood together, waiting for the final round.

Chen Bai, Di Tian, ​​Feng Hua Lian, Jiang Yueling...

The twenty-five young leaders who stood out were wearing blue dresses. Those who were familiar with each other would whisper a few words. However, because there were too many spectators around and the noise was continuous, the contestants felt a little hard to hear after they said a few words. Clear, can only amplify sound communication.

Shen Bai didn't talk to Feng Hua Lian or Di Tian, ​​he just thought about the days when he would go home.

"If you succeed in advancing and go to Shendu to participate in the finals, it will take at least November 7 to get home. The fastest is today, and the slowest is nine days... I wonder if Sister Mao'er has gained weight?"

When he was lost in thought, the time in Utopia had already reached ten o'clock.

There was silence all around, then a salute was fired, and countless fireworks bullets of various colors were shot high into the sky, dyeing the clear and cloudless sky into a rainbow-like appearance.

At Guangming City's Crazy October Martial Arts Arena, more than three million spectators gave earth-shattering cheers and kept shouting the names of the players they supported. Although they knew that the final fifth round would most likely not be a martial arts fight in the traditional sense, they Still looking forward to the final selection.

After all, the finals in Shendu are the finale of the crazy October. Young giants from all over the world fight in a bloody battle. There is also an indescribable sense of regional honor. Just looking at the dresses that the contestants wear to represent their regions is enough to make people feel... The blood boils.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, Night King Wu Li walked out.

He stretched out his hand and pressed slightly to signal the crowd to be quiet. When the noise dropped to a certain limit, he slowly spoke:

"Crazy October Utopia Division, rematch, fifth round, begins!"

"In the previous competition, the twenty-five players on the field have proven that they are strong and can convince everyone in terms of combat power."

"Therefore, this round, we only compete with will."

"Without a strong spirit, warriors are just muscular barbarians with no brute strength; without a consistent will, high-level enlightened people are just lunatics with terrifying weapons."

"The fifth round only tests the strength of will. The first twenty-two people to come out of [Lost Dreamland] will be qualified to go to the Divine Capital."

"Players please relax, follow the guidance of the Pearl of Light, and enter the lost dreamland."

The contestants looked at each other, and finally took a deep breath obediently.

The pearl of light bloomed with a stronger halo, and twenty-five pure white circles floated from the brilliant light. These circles looked like the legendary angel halo, and they looked like they were on the head.

Di Tian frowned slightly. His Tian disease is that "the injuries suffered in dreams will be copied in reality". He is instinctively sensitive to spiritual and will-like things, and the name Lost in Dreams... sounds very offensive to him.

But he was too proud, so proud that he didn't even bother to practice martial arts, and he also thought he could dominate a generation.

When it comes to spiritual will, he is not afraid of anyone.

Therefore, like others, he picked up the halo floating in front of his eyes and put it on his head.

Buzz——

Twenty-five halos were absorbed into the minds of the respective contestants.

Shen Bai shook his head, not feeling any discomfort. At that moment, he came up with a somewhat funny and terrifying thought:

"These white rings, aren't they some hidden weapons? They look like droplets of blood. When put on the head, they will shoot out shark-like serrations, cutting off the entire skull..."

Facts have proved that he thought too much.

"Ring of Flowing Light" is a unique training method in Guangming City. You can train your body very well with a lot of money and a lot of time, but it is difficult to temper your mental will. Only by living longer and experiencing more can a person become better. Firm and tough.

As a secondary derivative of the Pearl of Flowing Light, the Ring of Flowing Light cannot be used as a weapon. The only way to put it on someone else's head is that the person must be willing, otherwise their spiritual will cannot be imprisoned.

The moment the halo entered the player's brain, twenty-five light gates appeared on the ring.

"Contestants are invited to enter their own lost dreams."

Not long after he finished speaking, the contestants filed in, and the arena suddenly became deserted.

There is no light and shadow projection screen, no real-time live broadcast, and the test involving spiritual will is not suitable for the public. Millions of viewers can only stare at the twenty-five light gates in boredom, guessing who can come out first.

…

Dongxing Street, Guangming City.

As an old street with a long history, with the expansion and renovation of the city, Dongxing Street is now far away from the city center, and the public facilities are also quite old. They are all in the style that was popular twenty or thirty years ago, but this kind of old street with history Streets always maintain the most essential and unique flavor of a city.

Although it is old, it has a unique flavor.

Carrying a gray wooden box on his back, Xue Yuzheng walked slowly on Dongxing Street. He fully agreed with the citizens of Guangming City on this old street.

Xue Yuzheng likes old objects with a sense of age. In his home in the Xueyu tribe, he collected a lot of bits and pieces of gadgets, including feathers of inexplicable birds and beasts from countless years ago, and feathers from hundreds of millions of years ago. The turbid crystals spewed high into the sky by volcanic eruptions are like the rough tools used by the ancestors of the imperial clan when they drank blood...

Coincidentally, the human boy named "Zheng Yu" who he killed and assumed the identity also had a collecting habit that ordinary people could not understand. Zheng Yu collected many people's signatures and carefully classified and framed them. .

If he were not human, we would probably have something in common.

Xue Yuzheng sighed, real sadness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

How can I, a beautiful woman like you, be a thief?

"Brother Zheng, it's begun."

A familiar voice sounded in Xue Yuzheng's ears. He was slightly startled, and then nodded unobtrusively:

"Okay, if everything goes well, I'll treat everyone to drinking for three nights after we get home..." Xue Yuzheng paused, with warmth in his smile:

"Remember to save your stomach, I have hidden a bottle of good wine for many years."

"Haha, is that the bottle that Brother Zheng took away from your ancestral home when you were a child?"

"Wipe it! I'm just telling you why you had such a bulge in your clothes back then!"

"You're such a tough cock, you can actually pluck out its feathers..."

The voices of the companions became smaller and smaller, and after the cheerful atmosphere, there was silence and solemnity.

If you want to go home in one piece...it's hard!

Xue Yuzheng took a deep breath and pulled the ring on the gray wooden box. After the sound of precise machinery, an iron nail as thick as a little finger appeared in his hand.

——Second-level derivative, [Death Blind Star]!

Pure combat-type derivatives, coupled with the innate abilities of the Xueyu Imperial Clan, can be said to be even more powerful. Now Xue Yuzheng is confident that he will not be at a disadvantage in a short period of time if he collides with the king-level human masters.

Whenever he plays with this derivative, deep awe and emotion will rise in his heart.

Launching the Battle of the Wall of Gods and Demons and removing the guardians is equivalent to abolishing two arms of Utopia.

In the name of Crazy October, embedding a ring of light in Ditian's brain to temporarily seal his immense combat power is equivalent to breaking two legs of Utopia.

In the middle of the road, he intercepted and killed the four judges secretly sent by the Federation, and took the tokens in the gray box for his own use, even pulling out all the fangs.

Although Utopia is still a strong giant, at this moment, he is undoubtedly in his weakest state.

A sharp look flashed in Xue Yuzheng's eyes, he pinched the nail-shaped [Death Blind Star] with his middle finger and index finger, pressed his thumb against the tail of the nail, and flicked it in a certain direction.

boom!

Dark silence fell on the path of the nails, and people closer to the path instantly lost their sight.

Six kilometers away, the body of a martial arts master-level agent from the Guangming City Public Security Bureau, dressed as an ordinary person and secretly guarding the surrounding areas, exploded, and blood shot out in all directions like needles. All pedestrians within a hundred meters of him were pierced by the blood.

The next moment, rumbling sounds continued to sound throughout Guangming City.
Chapter completed!