Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 12 Come, hit this way
But after the monsters who were also in the King's Battle Arena heard about his deeds, their eyes began to flicker when they looked at him.
"The game... begins!"
With a loud and powerful shout from the referee, the battle of kings in the second-level arena instantly kicked off.
Human figures instantly crossed each other on the huge arena, and each demon showed his best. A demon dressed in black emitted a thick green gas from his body, filling the arena with a foul smell.
Whoosh, a black shadow flashed.
In an instant, his head was twisted off by a demon with glowing hands, and he fell to the ground alive.
The entire arena was filled with the sound of wind as figures quickly passed by and the clanging of metal colliding.
The stench and sweet smell of poison gas mixed together, and there was also a strong smell of blood.
The fighting on the second level of the arena was more than twice as intense as that on the previous level.
"Ma Sheng has killed three people!"
"He's still killing!"
The leopard demon shouted professionally in a loud voice.
"Ma Sheng! Kill, kill, kill!"
The audience's eyes were red, as if they were the soldiers charging below.
Strong wind blows...
With his clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, Wang Chen stood alone, looking extremely desolate and helpless, watching the fierce fight in front of him alone.
Blood and body parts flew everywhere.
"Have I traveled back to the last battle of kings?"
"Didn't the leopard demon explain it clearly enough?"
Wang Chen screamed in his heart.
"Why doesn't anyone come to deal with me?"
Almost all the demon tribes have the same idea.
Since you know that you can only strike out once a day, wait until some unlucky person gets hit by it before you make any decisions.
It's like a group of people beating up one person, but this person has a gun with only one bullet in it.
Although everyone knew that he could only kill one person, no one wanted to be the one to get shot.
"Um?"
The leopard monster quickly discovered this situation.
"Oh my God, Jiang Yu is still alive and well."
He suddenly shouted.
The audience, whose attention was originally completely attracted by the fierce battle, quickly discovered this situation.
After a brief silence.
Shh!
There was a barrage of boos.
Is it possible that there are no warriors in the arena on the second floor?
"A bunch of cowards, actually scared away by a penguin that can only punch once."
"We paid to watch the game! Give us our money back!"
The monsters were very excited.
The boos from all directions finally affected the demons who were fighting fiercely, and pairs of murderous eyes suddenly looked towards Wang Chen.
At this moment, there are only more than 20 monsters left in the battle group , all of whom are strong men from the first and second echelons.
"Let's stop fighting temporarily and deal with that guy first."
Bao Tong's sharp eyes sent a signal to his opponent.
"good."
More than twenty monsters temporarily stopped fighting and slowly walked towards Wang Chen.
"Kill him and divide his body!"
I want to see his limbs torn off!
The spectators, with green faces and fangs, cheered wildly, waiting to watch the bloody massacre.
Wang Chen looked at a group of tall monsters walking towards him, his expression unchanged.
“Come on!”
A burly, dark-skinned man shouted loudly. He was at least two meters tall, and what was terrifying was that his broad body was also two meters wide.
"Hit here!" He patted his strong chest, making a thumping sound, provoking Wang Chen.
"Good job, Montenegro!"
"This is the warrior of our demon race."
The audience went crazy and cheered at the top of their lungs.
"Come on, hit here!" A short demon with a pointed head, pointed on the top and round on the bottom like a cone, also imitated Heishan and slapped his head, which actually made a metallic sound.
“Kill, kill, kill!”
"Kill him!"
The whole audience roared with thunder, and countless audience members couldn't help but stand up and shout loudly.
Among the group of monsters, several people had extremely cold expressions.
They hid behind the tall monsters, and every step they took was as light as a feather.
It's as if the whole body doesn't exist.
He just narrowed his eyes and fixed his gaze on Wang Chen's figure. Killing this shameless guy who had caused public outrage would obviously be a huge boost to his reputation.
whoosh!
The sound of wind blowing.
Bao Tong moved first. He was a leopard monster and was extremely fast.
In an instant, he turned into a residual shadow and suddenly rushed out from behind the monsters.
At the same time, two lightning-like figures also rushed out.
They were a mountain cat and a jackal, both extremely fast races. In a short period of time, the three seeded masters from the first echelon reached a cooperation agreement and attacked from three directions.
The audience only saw three-colored figures with afterimages, rushing towards the trembling penguin with lightning speed.
"good!"
"Let's see how he can hide this time?"
Everyone stared at Wang Chen's figure on the stage, afraid of missing the scene of him being dismembered.
In the blink of an eye, the three monsters arrived almost at the same time, slashing down with a sword and two knives at the same time.
The weapon passed through Wang Chen's body without any obstruction, as if it was passing through the air.
It's an afterimage!
Bao Tong and the other three demons were startled at the same time and were about to fly away, but they suddenly felt a huge force coming down from the air.
boom!
The smoke and dust began to jump strangely, just like the trembling .
Under that heavy pressure,
The solid arena was crushed by the pressure.
The audience around saw clearly that the indentation was actually the print of a hand.
On the ring, the monsters who were about to rush forward and kill the shameless penguin were overwhelmed by the pressure.
Those with low cultivation were directly crushed to the ground in a panic.
Even Bao Tong felt as if his whole body was filled with lead and he could hardly move.
He summoned up his demonic power and tried to escape from the terrifying aura, but he only felt a dazzling light in the sky, as if a sun was hanging in the sky.
In panic, he tried to look up.
A golden palm fell down at this moment!
Boom! The terrifying explosion like thunder echoed continuously in the arena.
Dust rose up, strong winds blew back, and the audience felt like they were facing a strong wind.
Clothes and hair fluttered violently.
At this moment, the only sound left in the entire arena seemed to be the whistling wind.
The leopard demon opened his mouth wide, and was about to make a passionate speech. Even the words like "This shameless penguin was finally killed, they are the real warriors of our demon clan" were swallowed back.
The audience was silent, with only the clear palm print on the ring remaining in their eyes.
A bunch of demons that were fighting fiercely and arrogantly just now were now lying on the ground like dead insects.
shocking.
“Oh my God!”
"What kind of palm technique is this?" It took a long time for the monsters to react and they were horrified.
"Even if this monster can only strike once a day, it is enough to crush the second-level fighting arena, and can even gain a foothold on the third level."
A tall and thin demon said in surprise. He often watched the battles in the arenas on various levels and had a relatively clear understanding of the strength of each arena.
"It's so scary." Among the audience there was a fighter from the second-level arena who came to check out the situation. At this moment, he secretly decided to give up if he faced Wang Chen.
But he has already passed the King's Battle, so will he still stay in the second-floor arena?
"But so what? Not to mention that he can only strike once a day, even if he can strike two or three times, a single attack method is still not good enough."
A bald and hairless demon said that he had a preconceived prejudice against Wang Chen.
"Hmph, next time, I'm going to see how he dies." A fat man stood up depressedly.
