Black Wizard Zhu Peng

　　 Inside the test field of the Professionals Guild, there was a thundering train running.

　　 Zhu Peng squeezed a Tier 1 fighter off the train with a sideways collision and an additional squeeze step, but the other Tier 1 fighter did not rush in, taking advantage of the opponent's unstable footing.

　　 Instead, he jumped back and chose to stretch the distance. After adjusting his breath several times, a red light gradually appeared in the eyes of the two-handed swordsman.

　　 Bloodthirsty technique greatly enhances the dual attributes of force sensitivity, and even has the effect of suppressing pain and purifying will in disguised form to enhance physique and will, and it truly strengthens the four-dimensional attributes. The reason why this two-handed swordsman didn't use it just now was because he was worried about the rise of the fight and chopped off his comrades. Now he is alone, but like a trapped beast out of the shackles, he can let it go.

　　 Looking at the opponent's slightly red beast-like gaze, the suddenly elevated momentum and the strange muscle expansion of the body, Zhu Peng has probably understood what the other party is doing, and speaking, he also has similar skills.

　　 Zhu Peng took a violent breath, and once again raised his spirit and qi and blood state, he had to solve the opponent at once, and he should not let the opponent consume too much of his physical and mental energy. Crushing like flying, a few steps, the top of the iron-skinned carriage was stomped thunderously by Zhu Peng, and the left wooden shield was placed in front of him. When Zhu Peng charged in front of his opponent, Mu The shield waving and exhibiting layered like a wall, it really seems to be a human-shaped tank flying in and hitting it.

　　 In the face of such a fierce frontal impact, the two-handed swordsman who had already performed bloodthirsty mad warfare mystery, which led to a decrease in intelligence, roared, brandishing a long sword and slashing back with a fierce and vicious frontal not inferior to Zhu Peng.

　　 has flexible footwork and superb fighting style. He already knows that he can't fight the opponent, but if he fights head-on and compares his physical strength and physical fitness, these are the strengths of fighter professionals. He never believes that he will lose. Zhu Peng carried the fierceness of the slaughter. Although the shield and hammer were constantly attacking, the two-handed swordsman also wielded a fierce sword like a storm to attack fast, but he did not retreat half a step. Both sides are rapidly declining in physical strength in this frenzied attack against each other, but each other's aura is also frantically increasing, fighting more and more fiercely.

However, very abruptly, the two-handed swordsman smashed into the air with one sword. Zhu Peng's lower body slid like a shoveling foot of a national football, and one foot shoveled on the opponent's left ankle. The bloodthirsty two-handed swordsman reacted slightly slower. Being directly shoveled and rolled off the train, in a heads-up duel that requires the most accurate and instant judgment, this kind of frenzied combat skill that affects reason and clarity is a mistake in Zhu Peng's view.

And this time, the bloodthirsty two-handed swordsman was not as lucky as the warrior just now. He was drawn into the bottom of the train, and the scarlet plasma exploded in the crush of the train's iron wheels, and the screams were abrupt. But it was short, and as a warrior, it was almost meaningless to die. Leaping away from the train that was about to enter the iron fence, Zhu Peng looked down at the pool of flesh and blood corpses, and a touch of unpleasantness flashed in his heart.

　　 Then, he turned his gaze to the weird metal building, where a woman in a doctor's white robe stared coldly at what was happening below, and she stared at Zhu Peng with strange eyes.

　　 As for the death of one of his subordinates?

　　 This, she can't even make a wave of her eyes.

　　 Compared to wizard professionals who need a strong innate aptitude, explore their own spirit and even soul essence in the process of cultivation, and consume a lot of wizarding professionals, the combatants who cultivate physical strength are really worthless. A Tier 1 combatant died and died. Compared to the dead combatant, the indifferent female professor was more interested in the physical data of the man who was still alive.

"Mentor Alna, do you continue? The tester's physical fitness has been exhausted forty-seven percent, and the probability of him passing the next round is not more than 30%." A male researcher told him after analyzing the data. Mentor report.

　　 "...Look at his eyes."

　　 "Uh, tutor, what do you mean?"

"The man's eyes met with me without the slightest wave or fear, only a trace of regret for the warrior who died in the war. Continue the test, I have to see if he is really fearless or has another trump card. Alna stared at the gaze of the man on the train below. The courage and ambition of the two clashed through the sight, one is like a rushing earth fire lava, the other is as cold as a icy peak, in their own position, both Persist in refusing to retreat.

Four Tier 1 fighters appeared. From the beginning, the ragged-clothes were purely coolie fighters who sold their lives and money to Tier 1 fighters. The hired warriors in front of Zhu Peng improved their status. , The equipment on their bodies is getting better and better. The two fighters just now are just leather armored swords. The four Tier 1 fighters that appear now have iron-clad equipment.

Three melees, a male archer with elven blood on the slightly pointed ears, the three melees leaped onto the top of the train to outflank Zhu Peng from three directions, and the male half-elf archer leaped to a stable level. Arrows are not fired in the arena.

　　 The arrow is on the string, so it doesn't draw... However, that sharp will has already locked Zhu Peng. Normally, in the face of such a mature and powerful lineup, Zhu Peng, who has already lost more than half of his physical energy, will never have the possibility of a comeback~www.readwn.com~ Just like the male researcher next to Alna said, after his physical energy has been greatly consumed At this moment, Zhu Peng's odds of facing four first-tier fighters were not even more than 30%. In truth, this data will only be lower, because humans are not machines and cannot be derived solely based on data. Humans will be tired, injured, and fearful, and ordinary humans are weaker and weaker creatures.

　　 At this point, they are even inferior to many humanoid races, with the fierce instinct of trapped beasts fighting to death.

　　 Standing on the top of the train, Zhu Peng and the zombie-like woman looked at each other, and didn't even look at the fighters rushing up in three directions.

　　 (Are you blaming yourself? Are you angry? Are you... shirking responsibility? What are you looking at? Isn't it you who killed the man just now?)

(For your own dream, step on the bones of others and walk forward until you sit on the throne and look at all beings. Until that moment, you will be truly calm and feel safe? Anyway, is the high throne in Many beings are piled up with bones.)

(Invasion of the heavens and the earth, the mystery of seizing everything. Isn’t this intrusion and seizure the original intention of Taoism? Let go and do it, kill if you want, no need to hesitate or regret... Coming from the sky, holding a burning hand The black giant sword of flames depends on the burning of the earth and the destruction of all living beings. Isn’t this what your Dao Heart refers to?) In Zhu Peng’s sea of ​​consciousness, there is a dark golden card hidden or suppressed in the deepest part The card swirled slowly, it was suffocated, it roared, it had waited so long, and it had already swallowed so much power, but it didn't even have a chance to rush out to breathe.

　　 The dark golden card slowly rotates, scattered with brilliant and gorgeous light particles, rendering and affecting the host's entire sea of ​​consciousness... It is almost about to succeed.