"Everyone knows the rules, so now, the game begins."
As the elder gave the order, the melee began.
The rules of this game are very simple, that is to see who can stand in the ring until the end.
As for whether you beat all your opponents to the ground or join forces with others and stand in the ring together, they don't care. They only want a final result.
Even if you are strong, if you fall off the stage, you lose.
As for whether you will be dissatisfied? They don't care at all. If you don't accept it, they will just beat you until you accept it.
"Anyway, strength is also a part of luck. If you have strength but have no luck, you deserve it."
These were the exact words of an elder. Although some people felt dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything.
Chen Feng stood on the ring, surrounded by a dense crowd.
He did not take action immediately, but stood in a corner and observed the actions of all of them.
Not everyone is like him. As early as the moment the game started, someone was killed and attacked.
Flying swords filled the sky, roaring towards the crowd, and this blow was intended to kill half of them.
After all, there are many people with low abilities in this game.
Many people come here with the idea of hanging out. What if they are lucky and can soar into the sky, or someone from that sect takes a fancy to them?
Contrary to what they think, there are those who are pretty strong.
They all took action in unison, with a simple purpose, that is, to deal with those with low strength.
One blow was fatal, many people died, and many others were knocked off the ring.
Only two or three minutes into the game, the arena where Chen Feng was standing was already missing nearly half of the people.
The remaining people are not good people either.
After dealing with those people, they did not hesitate to take action against each other.
They were close partners just a moment ago, but the next second they turned against each other and drew swords on each other.
At this time, it was not easy for Chen Feng to stay out of the matter.
As for Chen Feng, he doesn't intend to be a coward.
The power of a thousand Buddhas shrouded his body, and someone wanted to attack Chen Feng. As soon as he got close to him, he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and it was impossible to move even an inch.
By the time they wanted to take action, it was already too late, Chen Feng had already neatly dealt with them.
"Damn it, what the hell are you doing?"
Some people were cursing and did not dare to approach Chen Feng, for fear that they would be the next to snatch the dead souls.
Because of Chen Feng's viciousness, it didn't take long for a vacuum to appear around him, and no one dared to come up and attack him.
If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain. If they don't attack me, Chen Feng will take the initiative to attack them.
After all, there were thirty or forty people in the arena. Not to mention those sects, even other players would not let so many people win.
Because of Chen Feng's thunderous gesture just now, others did not provoke him.
Chen Feng was happy to be at ease, standing aside quietly and quietly observing other arenas.
He will also take action from time to time to deal with some strong competitors.
The number of people in the ring continued to decrease, and soon there were only three or four people left.
The three or four people stared at Chen Feng eagerly, looking like they were ready to take action at any time.
Compared to their preparedness, Chen Feng was much more relaxed.
"What, why don't you take action yet?" Chen Feng looked at them, a little impatient.