Slowly swallowing a small amount of water in his throat, Jiang Hai enjoyed it very much but suppressed the desire to drink it down in one gulp. Jiang Hai's bloody battle brought huge profits to the second level competition field, so
As a reward, he got such a small bag of clean water. Although it was extremely disproportionate to his efforts, Jiang Hai was very satisfied. It would be damning if the bloody warriors were given equal treatment in the competition.
He put away the small water bag made of sand civet urine. In the dark world where water was extremely scarce, he only drank ten small mouthfuls of this water every day. The rest of the time, he drank some slightly filthy water to maintain his body.
Need, after all, if I want to get such a small bag of clean water again, I don’t know when it will be.
After a little aftertaste of the sweet clear water that had disappeared somewhere in the body, Jiang Hai once again entered into practice. There were ten blood fights every day, and there would be a ten-minute rest period for each blood fight. After ten blood fights,
, only one or two hours at most, so Jiang Hai has a lot of time to practice every day, provided of course that he can survive the competition.
The fighting spirit of the God of War, full of life, is constantly flowing in Jiang Hai's meridians, emitting a brilliant golden light. As it slowly grows, it is also constantly warming Jiang Hai's still tender meridians. The life breath on Jiang Hai's body is also gradually growing.
With the enhancement, I believe it won’t be long before he can return to his previous level. At that time, Jiang Hai’s combat power will leap forward again. After all, his previous physical strength is already close to the mid-level hero level four. Pao-(26
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"when"
There was a crisp sound.
Jiang Hai knew that it was time for him to play again. This was his seventh day in the second-level competition. He clearly remembered that he had defeated seventy-eight blood warriors!
This is a real life-and-death duel for seventy-eight times. The opponents faced each time are extraordinary. They have all experienced life-and-death battles of blood and fire and are real fighters. In just seven days, Jiang Hai's strength has changed.
After earth-shaking changes, although his fighting spirit is still at the peak of the Qi Condensation level and has not broken through to the second level of the God of War Art, the Qi Explosion level, his combat experience and consciousness are already comparable to those of the sixth level hero!
"Aren't ordinary blood warriors no longer a challenge to him? Let's do something more exciting, hehe."
A slightly sinister, but more exciting sound sounded from the first row of stands outside the competition venue. Unlike other crowded places in the competition venue, it was a separate area with only two or three people inside.
As before, the audience's hysterical roars resounded throughout the venue when the host announced that the end result was Black Moon Rising Dragon. At this time, Black Moon Rising Dragon's reputation had completely resounded throughout this second-level competition.
market, and even have a wider impact!
The arena where Jiang Hai is located is also becoming more and more popular. In order to watch the bloody battle of the newly rising blood fighter Black Moon Shenglong, many spectators come from other blood arenas, resulting in bleak business in nearby arenas and some arenas.
The hosts simply closed the arena temporarily to watch the bloody battle of Black Moon Rising Dragon. Some arena hosts even brought their own blood fighters to suppress Black Moon Rising Dragon's reputation, but the facts did not satisfy them.
, all the blood warriors who dared to challenge Black Moon Rising Dragon were cut into several pieces or torn into pieces by the Black Moon and Golden Dragon of Black Moon Rising Dragon!
Jiang Hai slowly walked onto the stage and stood upright, his silver hair dancing in the wind. Waves of cold murderous aura continued to emanate from his body, accompanied by a strong smell of blood. He had experienced more than seventy lives and deaths.
During the duel, his aura was completely different from when he first came out of Dusheng Academy. Just by looking at it, you could feel the intense murderous intent in its eyes!
In this second-level competition field, Jiang Hai has become a god of death!
"Aren't you afraid that he will be killed?"
The obese man sitting in the special stand was a little confused.
"Of course I'm afraid, but if we continue to let him slaughter like this, the audience will lose interest sooner or later. Rather than letting the audience slowly lose, it's better to let him continue to be gorgeous. Even if he dies in the bloody battle, my competition venue will still be very popular.
"
The person who spoke was the owner of the sinister voice just now.
The obese man laughed and said
"Haha, of course I'm not as good at making money as you are."
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Jiang Hai stood on the stage for a long time, and a thin man wearing armor slowly walked up, but strangely, the competition field did not have any dissatisfaction with the thin man's lazy style.
The thin man didn't stop until he was two meters closer to Jiang Hai. His eyes were cold and he looked at Jiang Hai as if he were looking at a dead person.
Jiang Hai only looked at each other with the skinny man, and felt a little trembling in his heart. The murderous aura in the skinny man's eyes was several times stronger than Jiang Hai's, as if it was about to turn into substance, and came out, piercing Jiang Hai's eyes.
.
Jiang Hai's eyes immediately became serious. This time his opponent was anything but ordinary.
The thin man's eyes slowly moved to Jiang Hai's left cheek, where an inch-long bloody sickle was growing lifelike there, that's right.
Seeing the sickle mark on Jiang Hai's face, the thin man suddenly showed a slightly mocking smile. Naturally, he didn't know that it was the symbol of a bounty hunter. After all, the bounty hunter had only been established for a few hundred years.
"Is this the symbol of the Black Moon and the Rising Dragon..."
The thin man's tone was somewhat disdainful.
After hearing the words of the thin man, Jiang Hai noticed that there was also a mark on the left cheek of the thin man. At first, he was afraid of the thin man's gaze and did not look carefully. Only then did he clearly see the mark. It was a seven.
number!
After more than seventy blood fights, Jiang Hai also vaguely knew that some powerful blood warriors would tattoo different symbols on their bodies to show their slight power. Most of them looked like beasts, similar to many monsters in Shenghui Continent.
, but there is still a big difference. After all, those patterns were handed down by people thousands of years ago. After thousands of years, some changes will inevitably occur.
There is a kind of tattoo that is exclusive to some people, and they are all tattooed on the same position on the left cheek. Those tattoos are all numbers one, they are the tattoos of the numbered blood warriors!