People Are in Douluo, Good at Hugging Thighs

And the stronger the more difficult it is to achieve, because their combat opponents are arranged by the arena.That is to say, before the arena encounters competitors who can match them, they will play the role of terminators, or they will not be released to participate in the battle at all. Therefore, it is hard to say whether they can play 50 games. It's winning streak.

Besides, the field is still a top expert dispatched by the imperial military, winning is impossible.

As for the remuneration and the so-called sharing, the dead are not entitled to enjoy it, even if they are entitled to enjoy it, they are their own people.

Full, full of routines...

"Golden Warrior, here is your proof. In addition, we have already matched you to the battle, and the venue is No. 11. Please follow me." Saying that, the beauty at the counter put a token in front of Ning Xiaotian, and then Come out from the side exit.

"Yeah." Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly, picked up the token and looked at it, a three-finger-wide sapphire was embedded on the top, with the word "0" displayed inside, and below it was a four-finger-wide topaz, showing With the words "11".

0 should be the victory field, 11 is the battle field, but it is simple and clear...Put the token into his arms, Ning Xiaotian took a step, followed behind the beauty, his admiring eyes drooped, and the peaches were swaying.

On the other side of the wall, a burly man stood up with a smile on his face. In the center of his token, a yellow light flashed, showing the word 11.

Seeing the man leave, everyone showed envy on their faces.

At this time, the beauty brought Ning Xiaotian to the two doors.Opening the door on the left, he walked in, with a "click", the door closed, and a guard inside quickly took off a pair of bracelets from the wall, walked up to him, and said, "This warrior, please extend your hands. "

Ning Xiaotian stretched out his hands cooperatively, and was put on a bracelet. The guard turned sideways at this time, pointed to a door on the left, and said: "This warrior, you chose hand-to-hand combat. This arena will provide Special combat clothing, please enter to change, close your ID card to open the door."

This is very considerate... Ning Xiaotian sighed, nodded, swiped the card, opened the door and walked in.

Clothes of various sizes with notes are placed on the side-by-side hangers, and all of them are white, and there is even a bathroom inside.

He quickly took off his clothes, changed into a white shirt with half sleeves around his waist, and sighed secretly: "White, it satisfies the special preference of some spectators for blood."

Walking out of the room, the voice of the guard came, "The battle will begin soon, this way please."

Ning Xiaotian looked, and there was an open door next to the guard, and the white light shone in through the three-meter-high passage.

Without hesitation, he walked in, and the door closed with a "snap".

As the light became brighter, Ning Xiaotian walked out of the passage, and he saw a circular field with a diameter of 20 meters, surrounded by stone slopes at an angle of 45 degrees, carved into rows of seating platforms, scattered Sit some spectators.

Further up, there are inclined lamps, illuminating the ground brightly.

Looking down, a strong man in white clothes came out from the passage in the distance. He was nearly two meters tall, with tangled muscles, and looked down with disdain.

The two approached slowly, and when they were close to three meters away, there was no shout from the host, but only the sound of a bell shaking.

Immediately, "Boy, die!" Amidst the roar, the giant leaped over and punched Ning Xiaotian head-on with a fist the size of a child's head.

Ning Xiaotian squinted his eyes, motionless as a mountain, and at the same time felt a chill in his heart, "Too weak, too amateur... No wonder the girl at the counter didn't ask me the specific level of soul power, this is using the life of the weak to test the new The strength of the contestants."

"Once the real combat power of the contestants is determined, the value will be evaluated immediately, and the weak ones will be eliminated to test the new round of contestants. The slightly stronger ones will be used to manipulate the game and squeeze out the commercial value. The extremely strong ones will create momentum, Constantly arrange for the strong to fight, earn huge profits and at the same time train high-ranking generals for the imperial army, if not, arrange for the top masters to enter the arena and be executed."

"It seems that while I am practicing here, I have to arrange a retreat..." Ning Xiaotian's eyes flickered.

Seeing him sitting on the stage without moving, someone sneered, "This kid doesn't even hide, isn't he frightened?"

"I thought there was something to watch, but I didn't expect that it was someone who came to die." The companion next to him shook his head, stood up, and was about to leave after the end.

"Pfft!" There was a crisp sound of fist and flesh exchange, and there was complete silence all around.

"One...one hand..." The giant man showed fear, and said loudly, "Impossible", and was about to withdraw his hand, "Ah!", amidst howling in pain, his huge body subconsciously leaned back, just in front of him. At this time, Ning Xiaotian grabbed the left hand of the giant man's wrist and pulled it lightly, and the giant man's body immediately staggered uncontrollably.On the spot, with a straight punch, Ning Xiaotian moved quickly and punched him directly in the heart.

That is the xiphoid vein at the bottom of the sternum, without the protection of muscles, ordinary people would feel chest tightness when they press themselves, let alone being hit directly by Ning Xiaotian with a heavy punch, there is only a "poof", there is no high-spirited There was a cry of pain, only the blood mist sprayed in the air.Ning Xiaotian turned to leave, and there was a "bang" sound behind him, and then fell into silence.

My heart is broken, and there is no possibility of survival.

The tall and slender figure walked into the passage silently, and the sound came from the seat above.

A man's mouth fell to the ground, and the ashes were picked up.

"One punch...and it fell down?" He opened his mouth, and instead of looking at the chicken leg on the ground, he moved his head little by little to look at his companion.

"It seems that he took a step forward, grabbed the wrist of the giant flying in the air with one hand, and then pulled it, the body of the giant was pulled over, and then flew with a straight punch, and spat out Blood, it looks like it's out of breath now." The companion said in disbelief.

"So strong!" The man who asked the question before hesitated for a moment.

At this time, the sound of "jingling bells" came, and in the distance, two guards walked out from the entrance of the passage, and quickly ran to the giant man. One guard touched the giant man's nose, then raised his head and nodded to his companion. nod.

On one side, the giant man was dragged away.

The locked gate opened, Ning Xiaotian walked in, glanced at the guards aside: "How do we start the second round?"

Chapter 178 Being Targeted

"Wait!" Hearing this, the guard immediately turned around and uncovered a box embedded in the wall behind him, clicked the red button inside, tilted his head slightly forward, and spoke clearly, "The winner of field 11 requests to continue fighting."

"Got it, matching opponents, please wait a moment." A moving female voice came from the box.

Covering the upper box, the guard turned and looked at Ning Xiaotian, "This warrior, please wait a moment."

"Yeah." Ning Xiaotian nodded slightly, sat on the bench beside him, closed his eyes and meditated.

At this time, in the observation room at the top of the NO.11 field, a man picked up the microphone-shaped device on the table, pressed the red button on the far left, and said, "Speak!" A slightly old but powerful male voice came calmly, bringing With the majesty of a superior.

"Director, you'd better come to the NO.11 field to have a look. There is a contestant with abnormal combat power here." The man respectfully said: "He has applied to continue fighting and is matching his opponent."

"Okay." The old man's tone remained calm.

The observation rooms at the top of the arena are connected to each other. After a short while, an old man in a black robe pushed the door and entered, followed by two guards on both sides. He walked slowly to the respectful man, calmly Said: "Has it started?"

"The subordinate has just called the front desk and personally selected a good opponent for him. The wrestling will begin immediately." The man said in a humble tone, bowing his body to get out of the way.

"Hmm." The old man raised his forehead and walked to the window sill.

The door slowly opened, Ning Xiaotian walked into the passage, came to the venue facing the white light, and looked indifferently, a man with a height of nearly 19 meters walked towards him, with a slender figure and sharp eyes, as if he was ready to go cheetah.

"The one before was really released to die. It is probably a novice who swelled after winning one or two games. It is not at the same level as the one in front of me." Ning Xiaotian slowly approached, looking up and down, "Unfortunately, it is still not good enough. a bit."

Although he can't use soul power now, and can't spy on the strength of the opponent's soul power through the Pupil of Breaking Pulse, he can still judge the approximate strength of the opponent by observing the opponent's spirit and physical state with his strong mental power.

The two stopped three meters away, just looking at each other quietly.

The man on the opposite side didn't speak, just stared at Ning Xiaotian, his whole body was tense, and he adjusted himself to the best condition. He has won 11 games in a row in the arena, and he knows that every opponent should not be underestimated. die.

"Jingle Bell"

"Shua!" Before the ringtone fell, the figure had arrived. In the eyes of the man, the distance between the two of them seemed to be just a step away. One meter away, raising his hand was a lingering claw. His arm span was very long, one meter away. Launching an attack from outside is an effective killing distance, and it is also a safe retreat distance. As a soul master of the sensitivity system, he can retreat quickly if he misses a hit, which is the reason why he can survive until now.

But he still underestimated his opponent.

"It's too slow!" Ning Xiaotian murmured, he is not only strong in mental power, as a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who has cultivated distraction control to the eighth major achievement, his dynamic perception can be described as perverted, even if he does not use it. The pupil of the broken pulse, the movement of the man in front of him is like a tortoise crawling, extremely slow.

"Crack." Ning Xiaotian turned sideways slightly, and his left arm, which had absorbed the 8-year-old spirit bone, was as fast as a phantom. He raised his hand to transform into a claw, and lightly squeezed the meridians of the man's wrist with two fingers, pulled down and twisted in the direction of the attack, " "Crack", the crisp sound of bone shattering resounded.

"Ah!" The man screamed, his body fell uncontrollably and landed on the ground.

Without the slightest delay, the moment his body landed on the ground, Ning Xiaotian lifted his right foot sideways, and with a "bang", the toe hit the xiphoid cartilage under his chest. Move to a few meters away from the ground.

His whole body twitched, and scarlet blood kept gushing out from the man's mouth. Suddenly, his head tilted and he completely lost his movement.

An uncomfortable fishy smell flowed into his nose and nose, Ning Xiaotian frowned slightly, turned and left.

In the observation room at the top, the old man murmured, "Such a strong fighting talent, without the slightest sloppiness, but judging from the reaction, it seems that he seldom kills people. At this age, this level of combat power should be the children of a certain big sect or family who have experienced blood. .”

"Director, what should we do? If it hurts him," the man next to him worried.

"So what? Could it be that our Star Luo Empire's millions of troops are afraid of those sects?" The old man snorted softly. He is a veteran who retired from the army. He has gone through the baptism of blood and is only loyal to the empire. Power doesn't have much favor.

He even felt that those soul master groups with family as the core seriously hindered the expansion and development of the empire, such as the most powerful Wuhun Temple, if it weren't for its existence, the Star Luo Empire would have destroyed the Tiandou Empire long ago and completed the great cause of the unification of the mainland .

"But if it's on your majesty's side," the man tentatively said, the empire's million-strong army is naturally not afraid of any sect forces in the mainland, but the royal family is afraid, especially the sect with the title of Douluo. install.

"Hmph! Sooner or later, our empire's million-strong army will wipe out all those sects." The old man said angrily, the reason why the empire has given way to the major sects in the mainland is because of the lack of powerful Titled Douluo. .

If there were many titled Douluo masters standing guarding the empire and the royal family, the empire would have sent a large army to destroy the Wuhun Temple and attack the Tiandou Empire northward.

The man next to him dared not speak.

"Order to go down, find out the contestant's residence and daily activities in Gengxin City, and submit them." The old man waved his hand towards the guard on the right, paused, and then said: "Do it in a subtle way, Don't let him notice."

"Yes!" The guard on the right bowed and left.

"The manager wants to win him over for the empire?" If the man realizes something, he is a confidant promoted by the old man himself, and he has some guesses about the old man's thoughts. Since he can't offend him for the time being, he can only try his best to win him over and help the empire .

"Yeah." The old man nodded slightly, "Since this person is wearing a mask, he probably doesn't want to reveal his identity, so there's no need for us to make a big fuss to attract people's resentment."

"More importantly, to be able to possess this level of combat power at such an age, even if it comes from the upper three sects, it is definitely an elite disciple. If you can win him over, even if you can't directly cultivate it into an empire's combat power, you can use it to make friends with other sects It is also good for the empire."

"The manager is wise." The man bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Then how should we deal with this person's matchmaking battle in the arena?"

"We haven't had a contestant with a high winning rate in this arena for many years." The old man looked at the platform below with few spectators, touched his chin, and said, "If he has this level of strength, we can make a lot of money." Opportunity."

The man's eyes lit up, and he said, "This subordinate understands."

Chapter 179 Changes in Streak Records

"Well, it's up to you to arrange an opponent for him next. Remember, you must test his true strength before the 20th battle, otherwise once he enters the protagonist's arena to fight, it will not be so easy to control." The old man Solemnly, after [-] rounds, there will be a match that will be watched by thousands of people, and the opponent you will face must be a gladiator. If you are not strong enough, there is no need to arrange it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he can't rescue him, and the rules of the arena cannot be broken.

"Your subordinate understands! But manager, from the current point of view, this person's combat power is really terrifying, and the soul power of the strongest gladiator in our arena is only the strength of the soul king before being abolished. Is it not enough?" The man worried road.

The old man looked over, pondered for a while, and said: "It should be impossible! This person looks at most in his early 20s, and his soul power level can reach the level of Soul Sect. He is already a rare decisive genius in the mainland. It is a treasure that is cultivated hard in any force, how could it be put in this kind of place for training."

"Moreover, even if it is a top genius from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, it is impossible for his physical body to be comparable to the peak Soul King in the Soul Sect realm, not to mention that our gladiators are all veterans with rich combat experience."

"Director, have you forgotten the Haotian Twin Stars many years ago, especially that Tang Hao, who was less than 20 years old at the time, but won 39 consecutive victories? If it wasn't for the fact that a gladiator at the peak level of the Soul Emperor hadn't been dispatched, and he was seriously injured before he died, I'm afraid he would have to continue fighting." The man rubbed his forehead in cold sweat.

The rewards for 40 consecutive victories and 50 consecutive victories in the arena are actually for others to see, because once a contestant reaches 20 consecutive victories, they will encounter opponents at least at the same level as their own soul power. After reaching 25 consecutive victories, they will basically leapfrog fight.

Although most of the gladiators in the arena are soul masters born as commoners, they are not as good as the big sects in terms of resources and training, but in terms of combat experience, many gladiators are even far stronger than the disciples of the sect without using soul power. Not to mention the leapfrog challenge.

Tang Hao's streak of victories that year was already the highest record.

Fortunately, Tang Hao didn't challenge for 40 consecutive victories. If he really won, with the odds back then, the profit of 30 would be really scary. Just thinking about it makes the man feel a little emotional. Back then, he was still a soldier standing guard in the audience.

Just because the arena knew that Tang Hao was coming to compete in the arena, and won the permission of Haotianzong, and immediately started to publicize it. Many sects and families followed suit, with a profit of 30, which was worth tens of millions of gold soul coins back then. gamble.

It is said that all the crown princes of the empire were supported to watch the game. Tens of millions of gold soul coins, at the price of the year, were the food expenses of the imperial army for several years.

"That's different." The old man shook his head, with a strange expression on his face, "Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer martial soul is already good at strength, coupled with a strong physical body, and relying on many sect's unique skills to achieve such good results."

Back then Tang Hao chose hand-to-hand combat after 30 fights, with a big hammer in one hand and a cloak in the other. Without soul skills, ordinary gladiators dare not approach at all, and a touch would hurt their muscles and bones.To be honest, he felt that Tang Hao's way of fighting in the last battle was a bit shameless. The hammer was too big, it was used directly as a shield, and in the end he won with his fists.

After a pause, he continued: "But now that the Clear Sky School has already retired, this man must not be from the Clear Sky School."