The Dark Ages

There was a bang, and I saw that in the No. 8 arena, the five-meter-high body of the Balrog ignited raging flames, and the blue flames were extremely hot.

Die!

The Balrog roared wildly, ran away with a grinning grin, with a terrifying aura, swung a pair of flaming arms and slapped it fiercely.

That blow contained terrifying power, like a star exploding, if the arena hadn't been specially built, and even had densely packed defenses with countless formations, it might have been shattered.

With a powerful blow, heat waves rolled towards his face, but Jing Shan had an indifferent face, his eyes remained unchanged, as if he didn't see the blow coming down.

boom!

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, the Balrog flew upside down, hit the energy wall of the arena, and fell slowly.

It was blown away by a blow, and the inexplicable change made the originally hot shouts at the scene suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at it with wide eyes.

I saw that Jing Shan did not know when he came in front of the Balrog, waved his arms, and smashed his fists down like rain.

bang bang bang bang...

Thousands of punches were struck in an instant, and the huge body of the Balrog was beaten into flames, and the hard rock layer of skin all over his body fell off inch by inch.

Oh...I'll kill you! The Balrog roared angrily, his body rumbled violently, his arms raised his fists and swept across, forcing Jing Shan back.

He got up, his whole body was full of cracks, seeping out like magma, burning the ground.

This Balrog is very strong, one of the most powerful in the star class, but was almost killed here by Jing Shan by accident.

It rushed forward with a roar, its fists were wrapped in blue flames, and it rumbled across, covering the entire arena.

Boom boom boom!

Terrible vibrations and roars came from the arena, which shocked countless creatures of all races on the scene, and then roared wildly.

kill him!

Burn him!

Blast the human race!

With a loud cry, the wave was higher than the wave, and the atmosphere of the scene was mobilized. Everyone was extremely excited, thinking that the human race was over.

Looking at the hot atmosphere at the scene,

Many creatures couldn't help standing up and dancing, their eyes were red, revealing a sick emotion.

Bloody and exciting, the creatures of all races here seek excitement in such bloody fighting entertainment.

In the room, the maidservant of the Fairy Clan looked at Qin Tiange himself with flickering eyes from time to time, but unfortunately, his body was covered with gray mist, making it impossible to see his appearance and expression clearly.

Qin Tiange watched quietly. Behind him, Li Luo stood behind him without saying a word, guarding him firmly.

My lord, are you not worried about your war slave? The fairy waiter couldn't help asking, curious.

Qin Tiange didn't answer, but looked at Arena No. 8, where the blue flames shrouded and burned, obscuring the scene inside.

But he could clearly see that in the flames, Jing Shan was full of evil spirits, and his eyes were piercing with murderous intent.

boom!

With one punch, the Balrog stepped back and roared angrily, but was thrown into the air by Jing Shan, and kicked in the forehead.

With a bang, the Balrog's forehead cracked, the skin of the rock was splashed and scattered, and the blood flowed down, looking very miserable.

It was actually beaten badly. Here, it is already considered very strong, but Jingshan was turned into a monster by Qin Tiange with the blood of the demon god.

There is no way, for the sake of the time spar, and to show the majesty of the human race, even the slaves of the human race cannot be underestimated or even despised by all races.

So what about war slaves, even if some people in the human race call them war slaves, they cannot be underestimated, let alone ignored.

Hey...how is it possible?

The Balrog roared angrily, looking shocked and unbelievable, isn't the human race very fragile, why is this human race slave in front of him so tyrannical?

Not to mention the strength of the whole body, the power of the stars in the body exploded, and every move was like a supernova explosion, full of destruction.

In particular, Jing Shan's physical body was extremely tyrannical, like the body of a demon god. It was completely forged and refined by Qin Tiange with the blood of the demon god.

Kill! Jing Shan's eyes flashed violently, his killing intent surged, his heart was extremely excited, never had such a strong feeling.

He began to have a trace of suspicion and even awe of Qin Tiange, the mysterious master in his heart.

Not only his strength and mystery, but also his methods, and his courage. He directly washed his face and body with unknown powerful blood, and built up his current powerful strength, crushing the Balrog of the same level.

My human race is not weaker than humans!

Jing Shan roared furiously and rose into the sky, a terrifying force erupted from his body, like a supernova exploding.

Accompanied by his punch, there was a bang, and the Balrog lay on the ground, half of his shoulders were shattered, and blood mixed with minced meat splashed everywhere.

Gradually, the surrounding flames collapsed, revealing the scene inside the arena, where the Balrog was lying there, struggling with difficulty.

It let out an unwilling roar: I don't believe it, the human race is weak, why, why?

boom!

Jing Shan stepped on the huge head of the Balrog, and said word by word: My human race is not weaker than any race, but you are arrogant!

As he said that, Jing Shan grabbed the huge body of the Balrog, his arms vibrated, a burst of tyrannical force burst out, and he tore his arms fiercely.

Ah... There was a shrill scream, and that tyrannical flame demon was actually torn in half by Jing Shan.

With a hiss, the Balrog's body split in two, bloody intestines scattered all over the ground, making the entire arena dead silent.

The Balrog, dead, was torn into two halves by the human war slave Jing Shan, and died tragically on the spot.

how is this possible?

The Balrog is dead?

Fake, fake!

At the scene, countless creatures were stunned, looking at the No. 8 arena, the tragic death of the Balrog was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

That kind of disbelief, that kind of shock, I can't believe my eyes at all, the powerful slave of the Yanmo tribe is actually dead?

All the creatures stared at the only person standing on the field, which was Jing Shan, the human war slave.

His eyes were calm, he scanned the entire arena, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, it was a roar full of grief and depression.

The human race is despised by all races, even looked down upon by all races, and has never been looked down upon by all races. At this moment, he actually tore the mighty Balrog.

Arena No. 8, the slave of the Flame Demon Race died, and the slave of the Human Race, Jing Shan, won!

A sweet voice came, waking up countless dazed creatures present, and only then did they truly realize that the human race had won this battle.

Damn it!

Bastard, my spar...

Accompanied by countless wailing sounds, those creatures who bought and bet on the victory of the Balrog Clan, without exception, roared crazily and seemed very angry.

Human slaves won?

Many creatures and strong men couldn't believe it. Why did the human slaves win after the Balrog died?

Isn't it said that the human race is the most vulnerable? Now, Jingshan has directly killed the slaves of the rival Yanmo clan and won the victory, which made many strong people realize that the human race is not as weak as they imagined.

If it is said to be weak, it is because the human race was almost exterminated due to the defeat of the previous generation, which made the human race decline from then on, and was oppressed and humiliated by various races, and that is why the human race was considered the weakest.

Congratulations, my lord, for winning.

Beside her, the Fairy Clan waiter had a pretty face in shock, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise. She knew Jing Shan's strength best, and it wasn't like this a month ago.

Her eyes flickered, and she said with a smile: My lord, if you win one game, you will get 10,000 time spars, if you win two games, you will get 20,000, and if you win three games, you will get 30,000. Double.

100 million time spars, I didn't expect time spars to be so easy to earn? Qin Tiange said to himself, flipping a card in the palm of his hand, which showed 100 million time spars.

Before betting 100,000 time spar down, Jingshan's odds are 1,000 times, and winning is naturally 100 million.

It looks like a lot, but in fact, the one who bought the Balrog on the handicap won a full 100 billion, and with the 100 million there is still 99.9 billion. The arena is a big profit.

Everyone, the lottery will begin in Arena No. 1.

Soon, a sweet voice spread throughout the audience, and the No. 1 Arena began to draw lots, and a line of names above began to emerge.

Soon, the lottery ended, and as a result, countless creatures of all races on the scene were stunned again.

Arena No. 1, lottery results, No. 5: Human Race Slave: Hongyu, against No. 9: Fierce Beast - Nine Infant Race Slave.

With these words, the atmosphere on the scene became hot again, and each and every creature looked at the two figures appearing on the No. 1 arena with great excitement.

A human woman, a ferocious beast, and a nine-infant clan.