A little celebrity has recently appeared in the arena of life and death, a young man about fourteen years old. He fights every two days, and every fight is extremely brutal, but he must win every fight. Now in just over a month, this person has
Already ten consecutive wins.
Ten consecutive victories means that this person has continuously hunted ten seventh-level strong men. Among those who live in depravity, there are several weak ones. To be able to stand out from them and survive to this day is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Of course, such a small achievement would not attract too many people's attention originally, but his slightly immature age and cruel methods attracted the attention of many people, but only a few people. Most people
Indifferent to this.
Of course, Wang Luo, who is the protagonist of this matter, is equally indifferent to these things. At this time, he is fighting fiercely in the arena of life and death, with swords and swords flashing, flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the two figures are going back and forth. The fight is extremely exciting.
In the end, the magical sound of water magic created a gap, and the water mist net concealed the sneak attack. Together with the square sword, it tightly imprisoned the person on the opposite side. The blue-edge sword suddenly flashed out, killing him with one blow. The net and the two swords cooperated extremely well.
tacit agreement.
A thin line of blood suddenly burst out on the neck, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the strange square sword suddenly shot out and was inserted into it from the slightly opened mouth.
The white teeth were completely shattered, and the square sword was inserted into the body of the newly deceased inch by inch. The steel sand scattered around also gathered together and shot into the body of the person from the outside.
With a little bit of shit yellow, the Sifang Sword kept trembling, and thoughts of pleasure and a hint of fear were transmitted to Wang Luo's heart. Wang Luo grabbed the Sifang Sword and walked off the ring expressionlessly.
Compared to the empty auditorium before, now there were dozens of people standing sparsely there. At this time, everyone looked at Wang Luo with fear in their eyes, and there was a trace of fire in their eyes that could not be concealed.
Ten people were killed in succession, and now eleven people have been killed, which means that the wealth of eleven people has fallen into Wang Luo's hands. No matter how small the wealth of the eleven people is, the accumulation together is very considerable.
But looking at the expressionless figure, everyone remembered that face deeply. No one dared to take action. In this life and death arena, their lives would definitely be over before they took action.
Wang Luo naturally knew what everyone was thinking. Although Zach was secretly guarding him, Wang Luo had never regarded it as a life-saving talisman. He could only rely on himself at critical moments.
Without returning to Courtyard No. 79, Wang Luo went directly to an underground training room in the Arena of Life and Death. He turned over his hand and took out a small black flag. With a slight wave, countless poisonous mist spread, protecting Wang Luo himself.
Inside.
This is not a blood soul flag, but an eighth-level magic array refined with black water mysterious vines and black water mysterious snakes - black water poison array, which can be used both offensively and defensively. It is one level more advanced than the water mist magic array Wang Luo originally used.
grade.
He reached out and condensed a stream of water to clean the Sifang Sword. Wang Luo threw it into the poisonous mist, letting the Sifang Sword refine the soul fragments it had just absorbed. The poisonous mist automatically vacated a space and surrounded the Sifang Sword.
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After finishing everything skillfully, Wang Luo took a few pills, closed his eyes, and began to practice slowly, recovering the consumed magic power and energy. Every battle was indeed a hard fight, and one accidental death could be fatal.
Throw it away.
More than a month ago, Wang Luo was afraid that Zach would deliberately arrange for him to be a weak opponent, but after Wang Luo came on the field, he knew that he was wrong. Every time Zach assigned an opponent with a stronger overall strength than Wang Luo.
The first time he stepped onto the stage arranged by Zach, Wang Luo tried his best. He used all the magical weapons, including the bone sword, but still failed. Finally, he used his trump card, the biggest attack method - blood.
Snake formation.
Even so, the opponent detonated his body at the last moment, and the violent energy fluctuations rushed directly towards Wang Luo. If Wang Luo was just a magician, with all his magic power lost and without any defense ability, he would die.
No.
Of course, that was only if, although Wang Luo did not die, he was caught by surprise and was blown to pieces with injuries all over his body. That time directly sounded the alarm for Wang Luo. From then on, Wang Luo never dared to look down on Zach again.
Give yourself an opponent.
Every time he steps into the arena of life and death, it is like experiencing life and death. In just one month, Wang Luo's combat effectiveness has soared. From Wang Luo's perspective, he can now stand alone.
Pick him from four or five years ago.
You have to pay as much as you get. Wang Luo knows these things, and Zac, who is a level nine expert, naturally understands better. He just pays attention to Wang Luo quietly, ready to rescue Wang Luo at any time, and occasionally give Wang Luo guidance.
It's called guidance, but it's actually guidance. But apart from giving guidance, it's natural to do other things. Wang Luo, that invincible guy, made Zach quite comfortable.
The two of them get along in such a weird way. It seems that Wang Luo sacrificed his own body in exchange for Zach's support and allowed himself to grow rapidly. It seems to be the legendary selling oneself. Of course, Wang Luo's death will not be the same.
Won't admit it.
Ever since he got off the ring half-dead for the first time, Wang Luo has lived directly in the training room of the life and death ring. This place is specially prepared for the seriously injured victors who have come down from the ring. It is very safe and reliable, but naturally everything is not
Free.
Everyone will press themselves to win before going on stage. If they survive, they will definitely make a small fortune. For the sake of their own lives, naturally they don’t mind spending a little money to recover from their injuries before going out. However, no one will ask Wang Luo
I just call this place my home.
It's okay to recuperate here occasionally, but most people can't afford the rent if they stay here for a long time. There's no way Wang Luo seems to be at the level of being kept. It's completely free to get to know the boss's boss here.
In line with the idea that he is a fool to take advantage but not to take advantage of it, Wang Luo lived in there without blushing and recuperating while reminiscing about the battles in the ring. When he felt about the same, he would go out to fight in the ring, on average, it would be about once every two days.
Arena.
After recovering his magic power and energy, Wang Luo slowly opened his eyes. A flash of light flashed through his eyes. He thought to himself: This time the opponent was weaker. Although it was miserable in the end, he didn't even force the bone sword out. It should be
Zach deliberately arranged to be weak.
"Zach is so thoughtful, I almost forgot that the changing of the guard will begin tomorrow!"
With a faint smile on his lips, Wang Luo continued to close his eyes, immersed in cultivation, and sighed secretly in his heart. In the blink of an eye, he had been in the Fallen City for about a month, and he should start tomorrow
It's time to perform the duties of the Tianxuan Academy's Guardian Team.