"Hurry up, seize the central area, and kill all the enemies!"
"Trash, if you keep messing around, I will lose all my money..."
In the auditorium of the arena, shouts and curses could be heard constantly, frantically venting their excitement and dissatisfaction.
They all have a preference for one side, and they naturally hope that the side they bet on will win and the other side will be killed without leaving a trace.
It's just that the battlefield is unpredictable. Even if they have judged which group has a higher chance of winning based on the duelist's information, they still cannot guarantee victory.
Tang Zhen at this moment was the variable on the duel field, making those crazy bettors tremble with fear.
There are also many viewers who have high hopes for Tang Zhen. As long as he can win, he can double his bonus.
They shouted loudly and cheered for Tang Zhen, regardless of whether they could hear him or not.
In the center of the duel field, facing the five enemies rushing toward him, Tang Zhen remained calm.
This is not a world of purple light, and the rune array in the arena cannot suppress him at all.
But Tang Zhen followed the rules and did not use any means belonging to the gods, but pure physical strength.
His purpose in doing this was not to play tricks on the indigenous people, but to lure the enemy into taking the bait.
Just because Tang Zhen realized that the crazy monk was probably trying to seduce him on purpose.
In fact, the other party knew for a long time that Tang Zhen would track him down to collect debts, so he came up with a trick.
If this is the case, Tang Zhen will inevitably fall into the trap set by the other party if he follows it all the way.
Faced with god-level monks, Tang Zhen would never take it lightly, because every god has a way to beat the odds.
If the trap set by the other party was like the Purple Light World, it would most likely cause serious damage to Tang Zhen.
Having just experienced a near-death adventure, Tang Zhen was unlikely to make the same mistake again, so he decisively stopped tracking.
If a crazy monk sets a trap, he will definitely observe himself secretly and try his best to lure himself into it.
If you find that you have stopped tracking, the other party will definitely jump out and provide new tracking clues.
If not, it proves that Tang Zhen's judgment was wrong and he can still track it in the original way.
At most, it will take more time and reduce the chance of success, but it can avoid potential dangers.
What Tang Zhen wants to do is to make a name for himself in this death arena and let the residents of the entire city know about him.
If the crazy monk wants to find him, he can do so easily.
The main reason for not using divine means was to avoid alerting the enemy. Secondly, I was worried that there would be gods of the same level in this city.
If he were in the outside world, Tang Zhen would definitely not be so cautious, but in the spiritual world, he must be even more careful.
Just because there are crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the spiritual world, there are not only outside gods entering, but there are also many local gods.
These indigenous gods were cultivated by aborigines with immortal bodies. For some special reasons, they can only be regarded as false gods.
Although it is not a true god, its strength is not weak, and it also has a numerical advantage.
The last thing Tang Zhen wants to provoke is these indigenous gods. Once they cause a group siege by the other party, his situation will become very dangerous.
If you provoke a truly powerful being, such as the master of the spiritual realm, you may not be able to fly.
Fortunately, these indigenous gods rarely interact with foreign monks and do not provoke each other.
Tang Zhen had been worried that the enemy would use the local gods to plot against him secretly.
Especially when he discovered that the crazy monk's route was weird and actually entered the super giant city, he became even more vigilant.
"careful!"
There was a shout in my ears, and countless thoughts disappeared without a trace.
Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the charging enemy, and raised the bronze dagger again.
"Go to hell!"
The sound of fighting in his ears disappeared instantly, and at this moment, only himself and his enemy were left in the whole world.
At this moment, Tang Zhen only used pure physical strength, but his speed was still extremely fast.
The bronze dagger stirred up a ray of cold light, dragging a bright red light across the body of the nearest duelist.
A painful expression flashed across the other party's ferocious face, and those round eyes lost their luster in an instant.
The bronze dagger sharpened by flesh and blood burst out with a primitive light, and the murderous aura that had been trapped for many years was released again.
Under Tang Zhen's swing, the bronze dagger cut open the second duelist's body, completely cutting off the enemy's life.
Then the third, the fourth, until the last enemy.
When the bronze dagger pierced the fifth duelist's body, Tang Zhen, who was as fast as lightning, finally stopped.
"Well……"
The duelist stared at Tang Zhen, his eyes widened. He wanted to say something, but instead he was greeted by a bronze dagger that passed by his throat.
"boom!"
At this moment, the missing sounds reappeared, but they were still fighting and howling.
But in the next moment, it became silent again.
The duelists around him were all stunned by the scene in front of them, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
The five duelists who surrounded Tang Zhen fell to the ground one after another, all suffering fatal blows to their vital organs.
Pierce the heart, cut the throat, penetrate the brain...
Even if he blinked too slowly, five powerful enemies were killed by Tang Zhen in different ways.
Seeing this scene, the duelists suddenly felt a shudder, as if they understood what a real death match was.
It's not that he stares and wields a knife to cut you and me, but that he can't predict how he will be ended in the next moment.
Although they are not worried about death, the fear and despair caused by death still make duelists feel terrified.
Looking at Tang Zhen who slowly pulled out his bronze dagger and let his body fall to the ground, the duelists suddenly became less confident.
If you fight him, you will probably be killed in one hit, right?
Such thoughts popped up in the minds of the duelists, and the duelists from the opposing camp subconsciously dodged aside.
This kind of behavior is somewhat shameful, but if it is not necessary, who is willing to take the initiative to die?
The duelists participating in the death match have placed a heavy bet on themselves, that is, they can survive until the end.
If Tang Zhen kills him, he will lose all his money, which is really not worth it.
As the five enemy duelists were killed, the area around Tang Zhen turned blank, and no enemy duelists dared to approach anymore.
The duelists in the same camp were extremely excited, roaring and attacking the enemy.
Tang Zhen killed five enemy generals in one move, which was equivalent to a fatal blow to the enemy.
In this excellent situation, if they still can't win, it will only prove that they are all a bunch of waste.
As for the portable bronze dagger, Tang Zhen, who was still standing still, had become the most special presence in the duel field.
He stood there, but no duelist dared to come close, as if his surroundings were an absolute restricted area.
However, the shrinking duel circle forced the enemy duelists to keep moving towards Tang Zhen's position.
Finally, there were still enemies who did not believe in evil. They could not stand this uncomfortable atmosphere, and roared and attacked Tang Zhen.
Then there was a flash of red light, and the charging enemy fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then lost his voice.
Looking at the bloody bronze dagger, the enemy fell into silence, confirming that the five kills with one sword just now were no illusion.
But at this moment, they have no choice, because the decisive battle circle is getting smaller and smaller.
When you have no choice, you can only fight to the death and try to reverse the situation of the war.
But everyone knows that with Tang Zhen here, the possibility of winning is slim.
Broken limbs and broken arms were flying around, and the fighting and roaring continued until they finally became silent.
The victorious duellists stood in the middle of a pile of corpses and shouted to the sky to celebrate their victory.
Only Tang Zhen remained silent, standing in the middle of the cheering duelists, as if all this had nothing to do with him.