In front of the ring.

More than a hundred professionals with A-sized fonts have posed for defensive postures.

Everyone wore strong armor.

The warrior is on the outermost side.

Random professions are hiding inside.

The long-haired man personally gave a guide to the defensive formation and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"It is naturally not so easy to break with the defense of more than 100 people. Don't worry about it now, that kid will die."

He spoke.

"It's boring. It's a waste of time for us two strong men with titles to stay here." Dwarf Tao.

"If I had known, I would let him pass the assessment, and then I would fight him personally and kill him." The long-haired man said.

He looked at the dozens of heads on the ring and felt a little regretful.

So many subordinates died.

Many things that are being promoted will be affected.

At that time, I realized that the tone of "Death" was quite furious and could not understand it for a while.

Now I understand.

Such people should be killed directly in person.

You must not give him a chance to slip away, otherwise it will be really regretful!

The long-haired man became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and he said, "Go and bring our execution."

"Yes, boss."

Several subordinates responded quickly.

After a while.

A huge iron frame about three people tall, pure black, was moved to the front of the ring.

"He will have nowhere to hide in three hours." said the long-haired man.

"Boss means—"

"It's here, stripped naked, cut alive, burned until he dies."

"yes."

Everyone looked at the huge iron frame and gradually felt fear in their hearts.

At this time.

Wu Xiaode was actually present.

He stood on the wall not far away, surrounded by the silent fog, and watched this scene quietly.

Tsk—

Things are a bit difficult.

The knife I picked up was very average, and the sword light that was cut out could barely be seen.

I don't even have a sword.

Last time, I had to use "Thousand-Handed·Breaking Kill" to barely gather some sword light and cut off the soul's deceased sword.

At present, the joint defense of more than 100 people cannot be completely broken unless they use a thousand hands.

Do you need to use a thousand-handed?

It doesn't matter if you use it in that world that is about to be destroyed.

This place is in full view of everyone.

He is also planning to deal with strong men like long-haired men in the future. If he sees them in advance, will he be wary in advance?

Then think of another way.

If it really doesn't work, use Thousand Hands.

Other methods...

Wu Xiaode sat down on the wall and pondered.

first--

This feature of displaying positions every ten minutes is really annoying.

How does it know where it is?

yes!

I have the skills of the Kingdom of Death. Neither the monocular giant nor the "God of Death" can be noticed. Why can you know my position here?

Wu Xiaode closed his eyes and thought about it for a few breaths, and suddenly took out the number plate and studied it over and over again.

Two lines of small words suddenly appeared on the number plate:

"This information terminal has enabled real-time location display."

"If this terminal is closed, it is equivalent to losing the arena, and it will directly belong to the country of death."

It means that if you don’t let me share the location, just die.

When Wu Xiaode saw it, he was a little happy.

So that's how you discovered my location.

So--

I won't close you?

He placed the number plate on the wall tiles beside him.

A new line of small characters appeared immediately on the number plate:

"This number plate must not be left."

"The time you leave your body for more than three seconds, immediately remind you, more than ten seconds, and once a warning; collecting two warnings means you give up this ring match and will be teleported to the world of death."

——It means let me leave you and die.

It seems that this is not possible.

So what else can I use?

Wu Xiaode took back the number plate, tilted his head and thought about it for a few breaths, and his mind suddenly moved.

A bronze hand stretched out from the mist.

"Hold it."

Wu Xiaode silently recited in his heart.

The bronze hand came forward and took the number plate from him.

A line of small ice crystal words suddenly appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"Your bronze hand can be seen as an extension of your body, so it can be a substitute for you to hold the number plate."

Wu Xiaode immediately looked at the number plate.

I saw that there was no movement on the number plate, and it seemed that it had defaulted on the current situation.

There is a chance!

In this way, the rules of the position sharing of the number plate will be clearly understood!

Wu Xiaode looked at the time.

It's almost ten minutes again.

The fog on his body suddenly shook and spread out quickly in all directions.

The fog was invisible and soon enveloped the entire arena.

"go."

Wu Xiaode recited silently.

The bronze hand grabbed his number plate and floated around, finally staying above the ring.

The bronze hand paused for a while and slowly fell down.

Taking advantage of this, Wu Xiaode carefully looked at the professionals with A-sized font sizes.

A sturdy man caught his attention.

This strong man seemed to be extremely powerful, and no one dared to approach him. Just now, someone took him up and slapped him in the face.

The bronze hand wandered back and forth in the crowd, and finally landed beside a man beside the strong man, hiding between his legs.
To be continued...