Necromancer system

Chapter 285 stand up
"Explosion!" Solo murmured softly.

The next moment, dozens of howling banshees on the arena exploded in an instant, and the two eighth-level fighters were not at all prepared.

The blood dance filled the air, and it was difficult for the spectators to see the situation on the arena clearly. They were waiting for the blood fog to dissipate.Only Lin Tian, ​​a god-level powerhouse, saw everything on the arena clearly, and was surprised in his heart. Lin Tian didn't expect Solo to be able to do this.

The blood mist dissipated, and the figures of Solo and two eighth-level fighters reappeared, all in a state of embarrassment.

The two eighth-level fighters supported each other and walked towards Solo with difficulty. The weapons in their hands had already fallen weakly on the arena.

Anyone can see that these two eighth-level fighters are already at the end of their strength, they are very weak, and they can continue to walk towards Solo because of the firm will of these two eighth-level fighters.

The two eighth-level fighters took each step very slowly. They were supporting each other, and they couldn't move forward with their own strength alone.

Everyone's eyes fell on Solo, Solo's face was pale, and there was obvious blood on the corner of his mouth.

However, Solo's body stood upright in place, his gaze was very firm.

Whispering softly in his mouth, he chanted the magic spell again. He squeezed the remaining magic power in his body with all his strength, trying to release another magic.

A magic circle emerged, which looked very illusory, and even the magic circle flickered a bit, as if it might collapse at any time.

Looking at Solo who insisted on chanting magic, the people watching the battle were silent, and Solo's will was not bad.Otherwise, ordinary magicians should have already chosen to give up, and every bit of magic power gushed out would make Solo feel obvious pain.

Seeing the illusory magic circle, the two eighth-level fighters wanted to speed up, but they could only cough in pain.The weakness of the body made the two eighth-level fighters realize that they could not interrupt Solo's spellcasting at all.

Looking at each other, the two eighth-level fighters stood in place, making a fighting posture, and they waited for the arrival of undead creatures.

An undead knight appeared in front of Solo, and the skeleton horse under him was flying in all directions. The undead knight pointed straight at the bone spear, and quickly rushed towards the two eighth-level fighters.

Staring at the undead knight, this is the undead knight summoned by Solo after exhausting the only mana in his body. He hopes that the undead knight can directly defeat the two eighth-level fighters.

The undead knight charged forward, gathering the strength of his whole body with the bone spear in his hand, and stabbed fiercely at the two weak eighth-level fighters.

"Ah!" An eighth-level fighter slammed all his fists at the undead knight, and the bone spear pierced the eighth-level fighter's body directly.Blood flowed from the wounds of the eighth-level fighters, and the gurgling blood made many people below feel unbearable.

And this eighth-level warrior endured the pain, the bone spear piercing through his body did not slow down his movements, and his fist hit the skeleton horse's head, smashing the horse's head directly.

The skull was crushed, the skeleton horse fell apart instantly, and the undead knight fell from the skeleton horse.

On the side, another eighth-level fighter who had already prepared punched out with all his strength, crushing the head of the undead knight, and extinguishing the faint blue soul fire.

"call" "call"

The two eighth-level fighters were panting. The attack just now exhausted their remaining strength, and their entire bodies were trembling.

Solo's heart sank, he had no choice but to move his steps, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth again.

Lin Tian in the air looked at the blood dripping from the corner of Solo's mouth, and instantly understood that Solo was injured in the self-detonation of dozens of wailing banshees, and the internal organs in his body were hurt.

The strange thing is that on the surface of Solo's body, there is no slightest injury.

"Is it necessary to persist like this?" Lin Ya looked at Solo on the arena and couldn't help muttering softly.

The Dragon Blood Emperor looked at his precious daughter, and said in a condensed voice: "Naturally, it is necessary. Only with such a firm will can one become a strong man. If Solo does not fall in the future, then Solo will definitely become a sanctuary." , may also become a god-level powerhouse."

The soldiers watching the battle also looked at Solo with admiration. Although Solo defeated their opponents, Solo defeated them entirely by his own strength.

The fighters all admire the strong, and Solo has been regarded as a strong by them until now.

As for the fact that Solo is still a sixth-level necromancer, these guards ignore the fact that strength is the criterion for measuring everything.

Lin Ya looked at Solo on the arena again, seeing the blood dripping from the corner of Solo's mouth, a thought flashed in her mind, "Could it be that I did something wrong?"

On the arena, Solo approached two eighth-level fighters, one of whom was bleeding continuously.

Without words, Solo's clenched fists slammed out, directly towards the two eighth-level fighters,

The two eighth-level fighters had been carefully observing Solo's movements, and they quickly swung their fists, but their weak bodies made their fists weak and powerless.

As the fist wanted to catch it, the bodies of the three of Solo couldn't help shaking, and the next moment, the three of Solo fell towards the arena.

"I didn't expect that even a weak eighth-level fighter could be so powerful!" Solo only had this thought in his mind.

The three of Solo fell heavily on the arena, and their injuries worsened again. For a while, the three of them were unable to stand up directly.

"Tie?" Lin Ya asked softly.

The Dragon Blood Emperor looked uncertainly at the three fallen people on the arena, and said, "According to the rules of our Dragon Blood Empire, if no one stands up within 30 seconds, then it's a draw!"

Beside him, a special guard took out a timing tool, and the time moved forward second by second.

Above the arena, Lin Tian looked at Solo, he could see Solo struggling.Every struggle will trigger the injured viscera in Solo's body, making Solo very painful.

The two eighth-level fighters lay in place without any struggle or attempt.As eighth-level fighters, these two eighth-level fighters clearly knew their situation, and they knew that they would not be able to stand up again.

Now, the two eighth-meter fighters can only hope that Solo will not be able to stand up, and a draw may be the best result.

Ten seconds passed, 20 seconds passed, and no one stood up on the arena.

In 25 seconds, Solo struggled to sit up, with blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, his face pale.

In 27 seconds, Solo didn't stand up, he was accumulating strength.

Everyone's eyes focused on Solo, wanting to know whether Solo could stand up, but just sitting up did not determine Solo's victory.

In 29 seconds, Solo jumped up with all his strength and stood still.The violent exercise made Solo spit out a big mouthful of blood, but Solo was smiling at this time, a bright smile!

"Solo, win!" Lin Tian judged the result.

Solo didn't have time to celebrate, his mind relaxed, his body fell straight, and passed out in a coma.

(End of this chapter)