The era of global magic

"Perhaps everyone will wonder, why, this time, everyone will fight so desperately."

"Is it necessary? I think it is very necessary."

"Warrior has never been a comfortable identity. Every warrior has his own responsibility."

"The current situation in the world requires the emergence of high-level warriors. Maybe one day, when we are killed, it will be their turn to play."

"Every high-level warrior must have strong strength and a fearless heart."

"Resources are limited. Instead of dying in a different world, it's better to fall on the battlefield here and let the living people fight against the different world."

Following Li Dao's words, it spread.

The warriors around were silent.

In this game, you must go all out, and only those who win can get more resources!

The person who wins means that he is talented and has the ability to become a top martial artist!

Resources can never be distributed equally.

What is needed now is warriors with top strength, not all mediocre warriors of the same level.

In this competition, if one can be killed with the strength to become a top-level warrior in the future, then this competition is worth holding!

"24 qualified warriors are invited to enter the arena!"

The words came out with a middle-pitched voice.

Lin Luo and other fighters who had advanced to the top 24 also began to enter the arena.

Those twelve battle platforms have now been moved away.

Instead, in the middle, a gigantic battle platform has appeared!

The next match will be held on this arena!

"Tian Chongtian, number 1!"

"Cheng Lin, No. 2!"

"..."

At the same time, as the crowd read their names, each warrior stood up.

Every warrior straightened his back.

This time, it was a live broadcast for the entire China!

Everyone is paying attention.

"Number 11, Lin Luo!"

At this time, as Lin Luo came out, looking at the huge and exaggerated Fang Tian painted halberd that Lin Luo was holding, everyone's eyes focused on Lin Luo.

"Yangcheng Warrior Academy Lin Luo."

A large number of warriors have unkindness in their eyes.

After all, Lin Luo, in the forum of their Martial Arts Academy, is a little expert at trolling people.

They've been 'at war' for a long time.

"It seems that our Yangcheng Warrior Academy is quite popular."

Tan Yong, the instigator, was sitting in the audience at this time, stroked his beard and said.

Zhao Han, Zhang Tianzhi and other deans of other colleges didn't bother to talk to him.

Is this popular?

Obviously, everyone's eyes are full of unkindness.

And Lin Luo also had a headache, why did he feel like he had become a public enemy?

I haven't done anything outrageous either.

"See! This is my son!"

At the same time, in the supermarket managed by Lin Dong, a huge display screen was broadcasting today's live broadcast of the top 24 competition.

Seeing Lin Luo playing, Lin Dong said excitedly.

Apart from being proud, he was also a little worried. After all, this match was no ordinary match.

It might cost your life.

"Lin Luo is on the stage!"

In Yu Xiaoyue's martial arts class, the projection screen was also enabled to watch all at the same time.

"Lin Luo, can you win..."

Standing by the door, Wu Li looked at the screen projection and said to himself.

"You can win, this kid is amazing."

Standing beside him, Yang Jie also smiled.

At this moment, there was a look of pride on his face.

Walk out of Liancheng Middle School and enter the top 24 fighters of the Warrior Contest!

"I invite Tian Chongtian from the Martial Artist Academy in Beijing, and Cheng Lin from the Martial Artist Academy in Shanghai!"

At this time, everyone stood below and watched the scene on the battle platform.

The eyes of the surrounding auditorium also shifted to the battle stage.

Today's battle has finally begun!

Zhang Tianzhi and Zhao Han were all staring at the scene on the battle platform.

Both the capital city and the Martial Arts Academy in Shanghai are old rivals.

Last year, it was the Martial Artist Academy in Beijing that was even better. This year, the Martial Artist Academy in Shanghai is already more fully prepared.

"Don't worry, soon, I will kill you in front of you Chinese people."

Ella, who was standing beside Lin Luo, spoke to Lin Luo faintly at this time.

He is a sixth-rank martial artist, and it is easy to kill Lin Luo.

"It's not certain who will die."

Lin Luo said lightly.

At this time, Lin Luo had already started to warm up.

The same goes for the rest of the warriors.

Warming up and fighting on an equal footing also have certain benefits.

At this moment, Tian Chongtian and Cheng Lin were already fighting together on the battle platform!

Both of them frantically attacked each other as if they were desperate for their lives.

bang bang bang-

The sound of huge weapon collisions resounded continuously.

In the end, Cheng Lin had several fingers cut off, while Tian Chongtian had his shoulders pierced through.

Chenglin narrowly won.

Even if the audience in front of the TV is mentally prepared, their faces will not look very good at this time.

Fortunately, the live broadcast was slightly delayed, and there were already technicians coding in real time.

After all, it was too bloody, and many viewers couldn't accept it.

"If you fight like this, the next battle will be useless."

Some spectators sitting in the auditorium couldn't help but say aloud.

Although he has advanced, the next battle will not be so easy to win.

And can the attached fingers still be used?

"This is the spirit of warriors."

Wu Guoqiang said lightly.

If it was him, would we release the water?

Definitely going all out to win.

The resources for cultivation are limited, if you don't fight for it yourself, you will only be left behind forever.

The first game is over, followed by the second game.

In the second round, the students of Pengcheng Martial Artist Academy faced off against Shancheng Martial Artist Academy.

Yamashiro Warrior Academy wins.

The third game, the fourth game...

The time of each battle is not very long.

Soon, came the sixth game.

"No. 11, from Lin Luo, Yangcheng Warrior Academy!"

"Number 12, from Imperial Scholars College, Ira Mosby!"

At this time, as the host announced the names of the two, Lin Luo was already holding the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and entered the stage!

"Ella, kill him."

At this time, a martial artist from the Imperial Warrior Academy standing here suddenly said.

"That is inevitable."

Ella suddenly smiled.

He looked at Lin Luo who was walking towards the battle platform, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Lin Luo, he will kill him.

"Boss, your son is here."

Some supermarket staff, looking at the screen at this moment, suddenly said aloud.

The people panicked because of the Zerg matter, and now the supermarket has almost been looted.

But after going through this panic, I found that the whole world is still very safe, and there are no Zerg invasions around.

Gradually, everything started to get back on track again.

"Ah."

Lin Dong also clenched his fists at this time, and it could be seen that he was also quite nervous.

After all, his son was going to be on the battlefield.

And this match is not a friendly match, it's a bayonet fight!

"That bastard turned out to be the sixth rank..."

Peng Liang also clenched his fists at this time.

Although I really don't want to admit it, I have to say that Lin Luo is in danger in this battle.

At this time, he looked at Lin Luo on the battle stage, and Lin Luo still acted very calmly.

There was no expression fluctuation on his face.

"It seems that you are very confident in yourself?"

Aila stepped onto the stage, stood opposite Lin Luo, looked at Lin Luo, and said in a faint voice.

"Let me tell you, I am different from you."

He pointed at Lin Luo with the weapon in his hand.

"I am an all-round warrior who has experienced various battles in different worlds. The Chinese warriors of your generation cannot defeat me."

Ella is very confident in herself.