Magic Item Master

Chapter 1153 Powerful Country Arena

Although the city is floating in the air, it has a very special defensive ability. When Zhang Sen's beads bombarded the city, the city once again erupted with dragon-shaped fog. This fog can not only resist the camera, but also slide away his attack.

The bead hit the mist, and then slid away to both sides, easily defusing Zhang Sen's attack.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sen immediately accelerated, and his body hit like a cannonball. He wanted to see what other means the opponent had, as the smooth drive could not resist his impact.

However, when he hit the past, the fog suddenly dissipated, and then he fell into the city gate that was suddenly opened. There was obviously a problem with the space inside the city gate. He passed it and felt that he had overlapped several spaces. When he saw the light again, he was already inside the Colosseum.

The surrounding auditorium was full of people. These people were dressed in different clothes. There were mages, Hanfu, and Japanese ronin. You could even see ancient humans wearing animal skins who looked like apes.

Of course, there are also many orcs, such as rabbitmen, werewolves, eaglemen, dragonmen, kobolds...

Zhang Sen circled around, almost thinking that he had returned to the Eternal Kingdom, but when he came in, the cheers never stopped, and all the people in the stands looked at him enthusiastically, each of them seemed eager to try.

At this time, the scarred man seen on the screen before appeared on a round platform above, holding a microphone and said: "Dear warriors of the king, this Mr. One Thousand Points is very remarkable. He has successfully defeated countless cannon fodders." , come to our arena, now his score has increased from [-] points to [-] points, you all have the opportunity to challenge him, defeat him and you will get everything you want, power, wealth, women, men , everything will be yours!!!!"

"Roar!!!!"

A burst of cheers broke out in the auditorium, and everyone was extremely fanatical.

Zhang Sen is keenly aware that the mental state of these people is completely different from that of the people below. If the people below are forced to fight by Dazheng Tianmu, then these people are full of enthusiasm for fighting, and they are willing to be under the hands of Dazheng Tianmu. work.

This change is too strange. The people below and the people above feel like people from two different countries.

Zhang Sen estimated that Dazheng Tianmu either had some huge interests that made these people willing to obey him, or there was some kind of brainwashing method that directly changed the thinking of these people.

And he prefers the former. After all, brainwashing will reduce people's potential. It is estimated that Dazheng Tianmu will not do such stupid things. If he really wants to completely obey his puppet, he can create substitutes in other ways, and there is no need to do so.

At this time, those people had already started to draw contestants. Zhang Sen thought about it for a while and didn't rush to make trouble. Instead, he planned to stabilize first and find out why these people were so enthusiastic about fighting.

"Congratulations to our No. 69 warrior, you have won the first chance to challenge Mr. [-] points!" On the round stage, the man with the scar suddenly shouted.

A man in white stood up, carrying three swords on his back, one of the swords was suddenly unsheathed, he reached out and grabbed the hilt, and the sword led him down to the arena below, just opposite Zhang Sen .

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!" Countless people in the auditorium immediately shouted loudly.

However, there are also some people who are singing the opposite tune, cheering for Zhang Sen, encouraging Zhang Sen to kill the man in white.

"Three Holy Swords... Ning Wuyou, please enlighten me!" the man in white said.

Zhang Sen thought for a while, then said: "Since you use a sword, then I will use a knife, draw the knife and chop... wait, juhe chop... is not right..."

"You want to delay?" Ning Wuyou asked with a frown.

Zhang Sen shook his head and said: "No, I never like to procrastinate, I just want to think of a louder title, such as your Three Holy Swords, which sounds very prestigious."

"..."

Ning Wuyou didn't expect Zhang Sen to be such a person, ordinary masters don't have the bearing of masters, why does Zhang Sen feel a bit funny to him.

He forced himself to be serious, and said: "No matter what your title is, we are dueling now, please hurry up."

"Okay, okay, I'll think about it right away, everyone just wait a moment." Zhang Sen nodded, then touched his chin and said to himself seriously: "First of all, since I use a knife, I must not What kind of sword is it called? The one on the opposite side has the word holy, which seems very good. I will also add a word holy, cutting holy? This kind of title is a bit rotten, holy swordsman?"

"How about cutting the saint?" A loud orc roared. This orc had a big head and a thick neck, and his voice was extremely loud.

As soon as the voice came out, there was a brief silence, and then countless people shouted: "Cut the saint, cut the saint, cut the saint, cut the saint!!!"

"They're so enthusiastic that I'm a little scared, but it's okay to cut off the title of Holy Guest... then let's start, you do it again, and then I will declare my title!" Zhang Sen looked at Ning Wuyou and smiled. Said.

Ning Wuyou was a little speechless, you thought it was filming, and you had to report again, but seeing Zhang Sen's attitude that if you don't come again, I won't fight, he had no choice but to take a deep breath, and said unhappily: "Three Holy Sword... Ning Wuyou, please teach me!!!"

"Well, Zhang Sen, the slasher, please enlighten me!" Zhang Sen said.

After finishing speaking, he said happily: "Sure enough, this is very imposing, it feels like a duel in a novel."

"Hey, are you still going to fight?" Ning Wuyou really wanted to get angry, the momentum he created just now was gone, and he wanted to run away.

Zhang Sen quickly nodded and said: "Fight, fight, let's start now, please first!"

"Hmph, then you have a good look at it." Ning Wuyou finally calmed down and said immediately.

Probably because he was afraid that Zhang Sen would mess up again, Ning Wuyou didn't give Zhang Sen a chance to speak, so he immediately stretched out his hand and shouted: "Sword!"

Of the three swords behind him, one of them immediately flew out of the scabbard and fell into his hand in an instant. He swept across Zhang Sen with a sword. Under this sword, the ground was immediately covered with hoarfrost, hoarfrost Even with sword energy, he quickly approached Zhang Sen.

The sword energy came quickly, and Zhang Sen's speed was even faster. The ground under his feet instantly became scorching hot, and then the magma quickly spread around him, and when the sword energy swept over, the magma in the ground turned into a knife When the slash hit the sword energy, the cold and heat collided immediately, and a large amount of steam burst out.

In the steam, suddenly there was a flash of silver light, and a sword stabbed at Zhang Sen instantly. Li's sword was flung out, and Ning Wuyou had already killed him, holding a sword full of lightning in his hand.

It may be the ability of this sword, his speed has been greatly improved, and he almost killed Zhang Sen in the blink of an eye. At this time, Zhang Sen bent down and instantly had a knife in his hand.

Slash!
The light of the knife flashed by, and one arm of Ning Wuyou flew out, but because he sacrificed this arm to block it, which gave him a chance to survive, he gave up the attack and turned around in mid-air, and instantly stepped back and fell to the ground. His severed arm fell to the ground tick-tock.

"A wonderful duel, at the moment of life and death, the warrior Ning Wuyou decisively blocked an attack with his arm, and our Mr. Ten Thousand Points once again used his own strength to prove that he is worth the ten thousand points!!!" The man with the scar yelled loudly at this time There was a burst of cheers from the auditorium.

Zhang Sen flicked the (harmonious???) knife, then put the knife back into its sheath, looked at Ning Wuyou and said, "You've already lost, I think it's better for you to admit defeat, there's no need to sacrifice your life for Dazheng Tianmu, right? "

"Hehe, what do you know, the greatness of Emperor Tianmu is beyond your imagination. Even if I lose, there will be more people challenging you. No matter what you want to do, you are doomed to fail!" Ning Wuyou stood up straight. The sword that flew out flew back, instantly freezing his wound to stop the bleeding, and then he said with a mocking expression on his face.

The man with the scar also said at this time: "It seems that our Mr. Ten Thousand Fen has a big opinion on our king. What do you think we should do?"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him, kill him...!!!!" There was a terrifying roar from the auditorium. Almost no one had any other thoughts, and they all wanted to kill Zhang Sen.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Sen complained silently in his heart, how big the benefit could be to bring about this kind of unity, especially since Ning Wuyou is like this, and he still looks like he will fight to the death, isn't he afraid of death?
Before he could think too much, Ning Wuyou launched another attack.

Probably because one of his arms was broken, his melee ability was greatly reduced. This time he directly used the sword control technique, manipulating three swords to attack. These three swords have three kinds of abilities, namely frost, lightning, and flame. Among them, the speed of the lightning sword is The fastest, the flame sword has the strongest explosive power, and the frost sword is the sharpest.

The three swords came out at the same time, Zhang Sen was dazzled for a while, he resisted for a while, and finally gave up, his body appeared behind Ning Wuyou in a flash, before Ning Wuyou could manipulate the flying sword back to help, he directly stabbed in with his sword. Ning Wuyou's chest.

Ning Wuyou froze for a while, then shouted: "Revenge me!!!"

Then he fell down, his body quickly reduced to ashes.

Countless people in the audience burst into roars, and some people were applauding Zhang Sen. The man with the scar opened his mouth and said at this time: "It seems that the warrior Ning Wuyou is not the opponent of Mr. Ten Thousand Fen, and he simply lost, so what is the next step?" What's the number?"

"I'm really not afraid of death!" Zhang Sen said in surprise, looking at the ashes on the ground, regardless of other people's reactions.

Ning Wuyou's last roar before his death was so heroic that he even doubted that he was the villain, but then he realized that he was not a good person in the first place, so the villain is the villain.

Besides, he didn't come here to rescue these people, he just came to seize the three Jilong Spiritual Creations of Taizheng Tianmu. Speaking of which, his starting point is actually not that serious.

While he was thinking, the man with the scar on the round platform had chosen a new challenger, a ronin dressed as an island warrior.

(End of this chapter)