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448 Today's battle is endless!

"ha!"

Shouts rose suddenly from heaven to earth, and the next moment the sound of wind was heard in the air, and several figures tumbled onto the ring like lightning.

Under the sun, the soldiers' armor is bright and dazzling. But it is not as bright as the spear in their hand. It is like blue thunder and lightning, which can enchant people's soul with just a flash.

Lin Chu frowned, and it only took one glance to tell that these were no ordinary soldiers on the stage. The eyes of these people were like a cold pool in the dark night, and their whole bodies were quietly filled with sharp murderous aura, wrapped in a hint of faint blood.

Killer!

A thought flashed through her mind. These people were all well-trained killers. How could they sneak into the Iron-Blooded Camp?

"Not a solo challenge? Why are so many people showing up?" Lin Changxi said coldly: "Are you bullying me because there are no people in the National Defense Army?"

"Isn't it just a fight?" Shi Feifei smiled lightly: "Who would be afraid of a fight? I have long heard how amazing the Iron Blood Camp is, and today I am here to learn from it!"

"Count me in!" Xiao Yinqiu smiled brightly, staring at his robotic arm with a stream of light everywhere. He finally had a chance to show off the power of his arm!

Zhong Si, Duan Muyan, and Su Wen didn't say anything, but they just wanted to go on stage. Mei Zhi's eyes were a bit shrinking, and he held the corners of his clothes and followed the crowd hesitantly.

"Don't move!" Lin Chu glanced at the crowd: "What's the point of killing a chicken with a sledgehammer? I can handle these people by myself!"

The young man's voice was loud and clear, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to the killer in front of him.

But Danqing's eyes tightened when he heard this, and his fingers in his sleeves suddenly clenched tightly, and his fingertips were wet with sticky cold sweat.

He knew that Lin Chu didn't want to hurt others, but how powerful were the enemies he faced? Today's battle would probably be a fight to the death!

He turned his head to look at Lin Zhi. There was only a calm look on that man's cheeks. There was no trace of urgency. Danqing secretly gritted his teeth, turned his head to look at Duanmulang, cupped his hands and was about to speak.

But suddenly I heard someone say slowly.

Danqing looked over and saw that the speaker was Bailiyuan.

Under the sun, Bailiyuan sat upright, his eyes full of awe-inspiring righteousness: "Lin Chu is alone, why do we need a whole team to fight? There is no glory in losing or winning! Just one person is enough, what about the chief minister's intention?"

Lin Shoufu said lightly: "Why do you need to ask me? Isn't it all your idea?"

Bailiyuan curled his lips and smiled, glanced at the Iron Blood Camp, and said calmly: "Cheng Yue, go ahead."

Someone in the crowd made a loud noise and said yes. A figure slowly stepped out, making a dull thud as he walked, like a heavy hammer hitting the ground.

The arena trembled slightly as he walked, and the people around him took a few steps back at that moment and stepped off the stage one by one.

If you look carefully, the people who retreated from the Iron Blood Battalion are not unwilling. They looked at Lin Chu in their eyes, and there was clearly a trace of... gloating about his misfortune.

One person replaces seven people, and you actually take pleasure in the misfortune?

This Cheng Yue... is not simple!

"Brother, I'm sorry." There was a muffled thunder in the air, which made people's eardrums buzz.

It turned dark in an instant.

Lin Chu looked up and saw Cheng Yue standing in front of him. Only then did he realize that he was apologizing to him.

The man was over ten feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. He stood like a shadow, blocking the sunlight above everyone.

There was probably no suitable armor in the army, so he only wore an ordinary single shirt. He unbuttoned his chest, exposing half of his arm, and the beard muscles on his arms shone brightly in the sunlight.

He held a pair of huge copper hammers connected by iron chains in his hand, and smiled at her: "You may die."


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