Wu Xiaode put his hand on the statue and slowly looked down.

The red rope tied to the wrist was made by rubbing two thin ropes. At this time, one of them broke into several pieces, and was blown away by the wind.

Only one remains.

Wu Xiaode looked at the explanation in the Book of the Undead, and then looked at the thin red rope left in his hand, and suddenly understood.

Has your destiny changed from "Death Cage" to "Road to Peace"?

hiss--

There's something wrong with this long-haired man!

He was so diligent that he wanted me to work for him, but he wanted to kill me?

I have no grudges against him!

Wu Xiaode suddenly remembered when the magic spider crawled on the top of the city and released the God of Death skill——

People go to ask for the title of the strong to take action.

As a result, the first person to come forward was this long-haired man.

He can fly away the "Death God" and the soul's prayer for the dead at will.

- Is he really that strong?

There were countless questions in Wu Xiaode's heart, but he said with an apology on his face: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped a bit, hey, this has already been chosen, then there is no way, please forgive me."

The gentle smile on the long-haired man's face gradually disappeared.

He stared at Wu Xiaode coldly, and there was a crackling sound all over his body.

——This is the sound of the bones all over the body.

"The organization you want to join is the 'Xingkong Shenniao', and they are now busy hunting for souls in a world that is about to be destroyed - they can't take care of you for the time being."

The long-haired man said gloomily.

The dwarf became nervous, pulled out two kitchen knives, held them in both hands and kept flying, screaming: "You can't break the rules of the city, Sixth! You can't do it yourself!"

"Of course I know," the long-haired man said. "Since people don't give face so much, then forget it. But when you first joined the force, you had to face three challenges to determine your strength. This is the rule."

"Yes, this is the rule." The dwarf nodded.

The long-haired man paced with his hands behind his back and walked down the ring slowly, with a look of watching a good show on his face.

Ding!

The number sticker in Wu Xiaode's hand suddenly shook.

He looked down and saw a line of small words on the number plate:

"You will be judged by the computer after three battles to determine your professional qualifications."

"Three battles are about to begin."

"The current number of challengers..."

"A total of 197 professionals."

"The number of people exceeds the limit."

"Start reporting."

The long-haired man stood on the edge of the arena, his mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "It is recommended to have an indiscriminate city and street battle and evaluate it with actual combat."

"I agree." The dwarf said immediately.

A new line of small print quickly appeared on the computer:

"The two titled powerhouses have reviewed."

"Comment passed."

"The rules of this battle:"

"Report their location every ten minutes. For ten seconds."

"If the battle is not completed within an hour, it will be changed to notify the location of each professional every five minutes."

"If the battle is not completed within two hours, it will be changed to report the location of each professional every minute."

"If the battle is not completed within three hours, it will be changed to directly display the location of each professional."

"Counting down tens of seconds, the city street battle begins!"

Wu Xiaode originally had an apology on his face, but at this time he couldn't even hang up his apology.

Isn't it that I didn't join your force?

You have made 197 top-ranking masters, and you are rushing to fight me?

Are you going to kill me?

It would be understandable if the long-haired man was in the same group as "Death".

But why do dwarfs—

Wu Xiaode couldn't help looking at the dwarf.

"I'm sorry, boy," the dwarf said with a regretful expression on his face: "You have offended the powerhouse. For the stability of the holy city, you should go to the world of death, so that everyone can do it well."

to the world of death.

Just to die.

Wu Xiaode said curiously, "I don't seem to have any grudges against you."

"It's true that there is no hatred, but I'm on the side of our title of powerhouse. This is no problem." The dwarf grinned.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "It's really no problem."

He looked at the long-haired man, only to see the long-haired man staring at him all the time.

The two looked at each other calmly.

Counting down on the computer screen.

ten,

Nine,

Eight,

"There is no regret medicine in this world. I hope you can remember this after you go to the world of death." The long-haired man said.

Wu Xiaode said thoughtfully: "There is no regret medicine in this world..."

three,

two,

one.

"The battle begins!"

The moment this line of small characters appeared on the computer, Wu Xiaode disappeared from the ring.

almost at the same time-

One figure after another flashed across the ring.

"Boss."

"Hello boss."

"I've seen the boss!"

Professionals of brand A saluted the long-haired man in succession.

"Go, grab that newcomer and kill him." The long-haired man said lightly.

He suddenly remembered the instructions of "Death" and added: "Bring the body back."

"Yes!"

The crowd responded in unison.

However, everyone looked around, but saw no one.

"It's running quite fast, but the computer has recorded the appearance and characteristics." One person said.

"Let's disperse, spread out to the whole city, and once you reach ten minutes, you will be able to find him immediately." Another person said.

"Walk!"

The crowd swept out of the ring one after another and dispersed in all directions.

Wu Xiaode stood in the invisible mist, looking at the situation in front of the ring from a distance.

One hundred and ninety-seven.

All are top-notch professionals.

very troublesome.

After all, the location is announced every ten minutes.

——So do you want to kill the long-haired man directly?

His eyes turned to the long-haired man.

After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head.

If you are in a state of "ring battle", but attacking people outside the battle, you might be violating some rules.

Right now, the rules are on the other side.

Still, be cautious.

Wu Xiaode thought for a few breaths, got up and walked out of the street until he came to a certain restaurant.

He slipped in through the back door, found a pile of food in the kitchen, packed a bag, slipped out through the front door, and sat down in a pavilion.

Resting and eating and drinking can restore soul power.

——The talisman for rejuvenation and nourishment given by Zhao Zhibing was still attached to his body.

With this talisman continuing to exert its power, the recovery of his soul power will surely be faster.

Wu Xiaode dissipated the invisible silent magic mist, then put all kinds of food on the table, and devoured it.

He eats fast.

After about seven or eight minutes, the food on the table was eaten and nothing was left.

Wu Xiaode wiped his mouth, drank slowly with a bowl of soup, and looked up at the Book of the Dead by the way.

I saw a line of small ice crystal words appearing on the page:

"Your soul power is restored to 7 points."

"Current soul power value: 7/19."

7 o'clock.

If he fought openly, justly and fairly in the arena, he would still worry about whether these 7 points of soul power would be enough.

But now what...

The other party didn't talk about martial arts, and more than 100 people engaged in group fights.

Then you don't have to hold the shelf anymore.

suddenly.

Two professionals walked past the pavilion and stopped slowly.

"Where did that kid go?" one person muttered.

"Take a rest, in a few minutes, the computer will report his location - he can't run away." Another person said.

"That's right, there is a pavilion here, let's go and sit for a while." The previous man said.

Wu Xiaode took another sip of the soup and put the soup bowl down.

The two entered the pavilion.

Drop drop-

The number plate is buzzing.

A line of small print jumped out:

"Showing the positions of all contestants!"

The two looked down.

Moment.

Wu Xiaode pointed to a sword, and gently placed everything on the necks of the two—

Ding!

The number plate shows the map of the city of holy names, and at the position of one of the kiosks, three flashing dots are next to each other.

next second.

Two of the dots disappeared.

Only a small red dot was left flashing rapidly.

This red dot is Wu Xiaode.

...

arena.

The long-haired man sat comfortably under the ring with Erlang's legs crossed, quietly waiting for the result.

"Okay, we are still here for this kind of thing?" the dwarf said.

"I like to enjoy the fun of hunting - now that the hounds have been released, when they bring their prey back, it will make people feel good." The long-haired man smiled.

suddenly.

A man appeared in the ring.

Wu Xiaode.

He looked at the two titled powerhouses under the stage, grinned lightly and said:

"You're right, I've already opened."

He lifted the two heads, shook them towards the long-haired man, and carefully placed them on the ring.

The long-haired man's face was ashen, and he said coldly, "You won't be so lucky all the time."

"Good luck?" Wu Xiaode wondered, "I never kill by luck."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a professional flying over from a distance and shouted excitedly, "I caught you!"

Between the lightning and flint ~lightnovelpub.net~ a bronze hand emerged from the void, clenched into a fist.

——Iron Wire Fist·Beng Jin!

A punch was slammed into the crotch of the professional, until the man jumped onto the ring clutching his crotch, screaming mournfully.

Swish!

The other bronze hand pointed to a sword, imitating Wu Xiaode's appearance and slashing out of the man's neck.

The screaming stopped abruptly.

Wu Xiaode stood up, walked over slowly, put the man's head together with the previous two heads, and then smiled at the long-haired man.

"You may not know me very well, and you want to be my enemy. I want to say, you are a little impatient."

"But that's okay."

"Soon, these men of yours will go to Death World Report."

He looked at the dwarf again and said calmly, "I thought about it carefully, you are right."

"Am I right?" The dwarf pointed at himself, puzzled.

"Yes, for the stability of the holy city, after the arena battle, I will go and kill all your people." Wu Xiaode said sincerely.

He stood up and looked into the distance.

Crowds of professionals are rushing over.

"All come to kill him!" the long-haired man roared.

Responders are like clouds.

Everyone just hated that their parents lost a few legs and couldn't rush to the ring immediately.

Wu Xiaode was still as calm as ever.

"Two adults."

He said softly:

"—There is no regret medicine in the world."

The voice fell.

The majestic mist rushed up, hiding his figure.

Then, the fog disappeared.