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Star Domain Center, Ancient Colosseum. [Latest chapter reading...]
There are crowds of people, and the crowds are undulating, and the whole scene is extremely hot.
"Damn, how many people do you have to do?"
"Say at least hundreds of thousands."
“Selling tickets is a big profit.”
"Why haven't you come out yet? I can't wait."
"One hundred planes, one hundred chosen ones, hahaha... Some of them must have seen this time."
...
Every audience member was very excited. They were looking forward to the battle that would be in full swing.
In addition to watching the game, there are also bets.
The odds of each chosen person are 1:1. There are no exceptions, they are all the same, just like choosing **. If you choose, you will make a fortune.
This is also what makes them most excited.
One hundred times, the odds are so high.
Few people can find information about these chosen ones. One hundred planes and one hundred peak young strong men. Each of them can become the real chosen ones and be summoned by the God of Creation.
, be favored to become the new Lord God.
Lord God!
A super unparalleled existence, an absolute overlord in the star field.
There are only two ways to become the Lord God. First, I am favored by the Creator God and become the Lord God with one thought.
The second is to hunt the main god to obtain the main god's character.
No matter which one is, it is extremely difficult and almost impossible.
...
Player lounge.
Qin Tian leaned aside and watched many people around him busy selecting equipment. Waiting quietly.
"Defying Sword?"
"Caesar suit!"
"Oh my god, these are all good equipment that can't be exploded even if it is exploded. Hahaha..."
"A group of rural blokes have never seen the world, these things are nothing." The speaker was Mo Changtian, a thin man from the Longteng plane. While speaking, he pulled out his long sword with him and smiled proudly: "I know it
Is it something?"
"No sword!"
"The weapon used by the Lord God Yamotian has the breath of the Lord God. Have you seen it?"
Mo Changtian's face was full of pride.
He didn't even look at the weapons stored in the lounge.
indeed.
Having the main god weapon can indeed despise these equipment.
Mo Changtian smiled coldly and said, "You guys are really unlucky to meet me, so I would advise you not to show up. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to send you Guixi in front of hundreds of thousands of people. Hahaha..."
As he said that, he burst into laughter.
While laughing, he walked out of the lounge, walked to Qin Tian and said coldly, "Get out of the garbage, don't block my words, believe me or not to kill you?"
As he said that, he waved the Wuyishao in his hand.
The sword made a violent buzzing sound, and the main spirit breath spread out, and the entire lounge became extremely depressing. It was extremely uncomfortable, as if the heart was pressed by a huge rock, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.
Qin Tian's feet stretched out slightly shrank and smiled faintly.
Mo Changtian's face turned cold, and the long sword suddenly waved his sword and stopped half a centimeter away from Qin Tian's neck, and said coldly: "Why are you laughing at? Dead trash."
Qin Tian's body shook slightly, revealing a look of fear.
Mo Changtian Chuangzuo smiled and said, "You're scared, you're a waste. What kind of trash like you are going to participate in the Battle of the Chosen Ones? You're just here to die.
Qin Tian said lightly: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death. I want to die."
immediately.
His two fingers suddenly clamped Wuyijian on his neck, frowned, and the blue veins on his arm burst out, and he said lightly: "Break!"
Two fingers and one force.
Mo Changtian's face twisted, and he wanted to draw the sword but found that he could not draw the sword no matter how he was. His face looked horrified. When he wanted to curse, he found that Wuyi sword was cracking quickly!
The main magic weapon actually cracked?!
What's going on?
Before Mo Changtian could react, Qin Tian raised his hand and slapped it down, shouting: "Damn it, call you crazy, you crazy, you sister, I'm not crazy, you are so qualified to be crazy.
”
"Bang!"
Mo Changtian was thrown to the ground with a slap, his whole body twitched a few times, and he never got up again.
The entire lounge instantly calmed down.
Everyone looked at Qin Tian with dull eyes, all stunned.
He cut off the main god-level weapon with two fingers, and slapped him to kill a player with one slap. And he was a player of the peak level. This...
It's completely unacceptable.
Is there really that big difference in strength?
Qin Tian clapped his hands and looked at everyone and said lightly: "I advise you to go wherever you come from, don't join in. I will not be merciful except this lounge!"
These are innocent people.
In his eyes, he is not a B-level person.
Just like the players in the game, at some point Qin Tian felt a little sympathy for them. While sympathizing with them, he also found himself a little sad. After being manipulated for so many years, he was foolishly participating in the battle for the Selected Ones.
Life is like a play, and play is like life.
But this life is your own, but the plays you act are arranged by others. You are just a chess piece that is being tricked by others. If you want you to die, you will die.
Just like this system punishment.
If you don’t participate in the Battle of the Chosen within a month, you will just explode. What is this called?
After Qin Tian said that, he turned around and walked out.
There was silence in the lounge. They all came for a place in the main god, so they gave up like this?
Is the quota of the main god important, or is life important?
While measuring, many people make choices...
...
There are a total of ten lounges like Qin Tian’s stay.
When Qin Tian walked to the center of the arena, there were already many people there, all of them looking arrogant, and they didn't like anyone, and they looked contemptuous. Qin Tian shook his head and sneered without discouraging him.
Even if these people are talking nonsense, no one will listen to them.
The quota of the main god, the incomparable temptation, is it still human if you don’t fight for it? Are you still worthy of the system that has been with them for many years?
Qin Tian stood aside with his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and thought, waiting for the war time.
Time passes minute by minute.
It's twelve o'clock noon.
"boom!"
There was a sudden loud bang over the ancient Colosseum.
Immediately afterwards.
Ten people who had selected equipment in the lounge walked out one after another, including Qin Tian's lounge.
They walked to Qin Tian with a bitter look on their faces and said with a wry smile: "We want to abstain, but the punishment for abstention is the system's self-destruction. We have no choice but to fight to the death. There is really someone who is leading the game..."
After hearing this, Qin Tian changed his expression, looked up at the sky, smiled coldly, and said, "You are really cruel too!"
My heart sank.
Looking at the ninety-selected people in the Colosseum, Qin Tian said in his heart: "Since that's the case, don't blame me, I was forced to do it..."
Everything is in the hands of others.
Even if he was willing to let these people go, they would not be able to escape death, let alone these people want their own lives.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The battle has begun.
The scene was in chaos, and various powerful moves were released overwhelmingly.
Qin Tian walked towards the center step by step, and all the attacks were automatically ejected by the aura of his body. These attacks were too weak for him!
Immediately.
His eyes were stunned, he clenched his fists violently, stepped on his right foot, and shouted again, "Die!"