The city of holy names.

A ring.

The long-haired man sat under the stage, frowning slightly.

The splattered blood avoided him and scattered on the other seats.

"It's too heavy."

he said.

On the arena, there were severed limbs and stumps everywhere, blood covered the ground and seeped down the vertical wall.

A young man with a gloomy expression stood on the stage.

He stepped on a head and said expressionlessly:

"Killing them will calm my anger a bit until that moment comes."

He was covered in blood, but he didn't care.

The long-haired man suddenly thought of that hateful boy.

His wrinkled brows were smoothed out, and he pondered: "You have to keep fighting and get the title as soon as possible."

The young man on the stage said, "Title..."

"Yes, that kid is very cunning, but the title is the power of the law, which can deal with him." The long-haired man said.

"Then go on."

The young man threw out his number plate.

His number plate rolled in the air for a while and landed on the computer induction table under the ring.

drop!

The computer beeped, and a line of small words appeared on the screen:

"No. 54 of the B character, your promotion challenge will begin immediately."

The young man stood there and waited silently.

The long-haired man stood up and walked away.

"Where are you going? As soon as I win this game, I will need your judgment soon." The young man on the stage said.

"I'm going to find someone to trip up your opponent and come back right away."

The long-haired man said.

"Hurry up, I have to get the title before that kid." The young man said.

The long-haired man showed a winning smile and said slowly:

"Don't worry, I will always judge you to win the arena battle. As for the title task—"

The title task can be helped by someone, you can exchange the helper, I will help you with the gnome, and it will be completed soon. "

This time, the young man nodded and said nothing.

...

Still the city of holy names.

Another arena.

"How do I get the title?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"It's hard." Monkey said.

"How to say?"

"According to your 'top' evaluation, you have actually surpassed the average A-brand powerhouse. The computer will match you with some equally powerful opponents. You must win three games in a row."

"Won the title after three wins?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"How is that possible! After you have won all three games, there will be one more option in the exchange column: title task."

"It's been called a 'nightmare' challenge."

"You have to finish it, understand?"

The monkey squatted on a tree beside him and explained to Wu Xiaode.

"Okay, let's hurry up and start now." Wu Xiaode said.

He pasted the number plate on the induction table of the computer.

A line of small words suddenly appeared on the computer screen:

"Pairing succeeded."

"There is a professional A-brand to challenge you."

"This time the battle level is 'A', and a strong person with a title level will come as a referee to judge the battle."

Two figures appeared on the ring.

A figure is a monkey.

The other figure was a burly man wearing a field uniform and carrying all kinds of firearms.

Wu Xiaode looked at the opponent and turned his eyes back to the monkey.

Monkey is the title of strong.

Also, just now it launched the famous skill.

so--

"Junkyard" has two strong titles?

The monkey waved at Wu Xiaode and said:

"Come on stage."

Wu Xiaode jumped onto the ring according to his words, looked at the burly man with a gun on the opposite side, hesitantly said: "He uses a gun, I use a fist, how to judge the outcome?"

"This computer doesn't matter, you can't deal with firearms professionals, right?"

The monkey took out a tablet and said while swiping over it.

The burly man also shook the submachine gun in his hand and said with a smile:

"Dude, don't play hard, I have to accumulate victories."

"The same, please take care of me." Wu Xiaode said.

He unconsciously looked at the opponent's gun.

——I am a martial artist, but I can control my moves, not heavy.

But your bullets have no eyes!

As if he knew what he was thinking, the burly man explained: "I'm all empty bullets and have no lethality, but as long as you are shot twice by me, the computer will judge you to lose."

"So it is." Wu Xiaode nodded.

No one wants to lose their fighting power.

After all, staying here for one more day will consume more victories.

Right now, this way of judging winners and losers is fairly reasonable.

After all, it is really difficult for the gunman to be approached by melee warriors, unless he is also good at melee combat.

"I'm ready." Wu Xiaode said with a fist fight.

"Boy, I see that you have accumulated two victories without redeeming anything. What do you want?"

The monkey stared at the tablet.

"In the beginning, I wanted to find a way to defeat the 'Death God'." Wu Xiaode said.

"Wow, isn't this my business? This is not about using someone else's hand to deal with the 'Death God', but you got information with your own efforts, so I can tell you!" Monkey said excitedly.

"You mean—"

"You accumulate one more victory, and you can exchange for the 'instruction of the title powerhouse'." Monkey said.

Wu Xiaode's eyes lit up.

Among all the winning rewards, there is indeed such a one.

Row.

There is a way.

The worst part is that there is absolutely no way.

"Okay, I count down three times, let's start fighting!" Monkey said.

"three,"

"two,"

"one,"

"start!"

da da da da-

The burly man stepped back for the first time, and the submachine gun in his hand spurted flames.

But opposite him.

There were bronze hands in front of Wu Xiaode, which were densely piled up into a wall, blocking all the bullets.

"Force me to do a trick."

The burly man turned his gun and shot desperately towards the top of the ring.

The bursting machine gun flames shot into the sky, forming a long arc in mid-air, then quickly dispersed, shooting at Wu Xiaode from all directions.

- Shotgun bursts!

Wu Xiaode still stood still.

More and more bronze hands appeared in the void, gradually forming a small barrier on the ring to completely protect him.

Death Skill: Thousand Hands!

Every hand here has the strength of Wu Xiaode.

With his current upper limit of soul power of 19 points, plus a boxing technique, sword technique, and sword technique, it is naturally not a problem to use it to resist one or two bullets.

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"Hey! If you stop like this, we can't finish the fight!"

The gigantic man couldn't help shouting.

Wu Xiaode's voice came from the barrier composed of bronze hands:

"You're right, what should I do then?"

"Come out and let me shoot!" said the burly man.

Wu Xiaode said, "That won't work."

The burly man showed hesitation and said: "I have a big move, but it will consume a lot of ammunition. I can't bear it, you still admit defeat."

"...You can't bear the ammunition?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Yeah, the income is not proportional." The burly man said with a frown.

Snapped!

A soft sound.

The burly man was tapped on the shoulder.

"Varied--"

Before he could react, he was suddenly pinched by the neck and gently fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I really want to have a good fight with you, but time is tight, so I have to use means."

Wu Xiaode said apologetically.

Yes.

Time is running out.

Because the "Book of the Dead" of the death department was awakened, and the "Wall of Sighs" in the book was awakened, and the wish of the undead was obtained.

Now, Wu Xiaode's premonition of danger and death has been raised to a relatively high level.

Somewhere he could feel that something was gradually approaching him.

Gotta get your name ASAP!

"I surrender."

The burly man Road.

Wu Xiaode let go.

The big man stood up and looked at Wu Xiaode with an impressive expression.

"You suddenly emerged from those hands and stood behind me—this move must have consumed a lot of soul power just now?" he asked.

Wu Xiaode stood there with a thoughtful look on his face.

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Soul power still has 8 points.

Because he wanted to win three games in a row, in order to ensure the consumption of his soul power, he did not use iron fists, swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

The silent magic fog does not cost soul power.

Qianshou's defensive state and dirty state do not cost soul power.

Only the fog shadow man and the thousand hands · violent kill cost soul power.

In this sense -

Just now, he spent 1 point of soul power and used the fog shadower for a second to directly drill out of the protection of the heavy bronze hands and pinched the opponent. It is indeed a very consumption of soul power.

So Wu Xiaode said as a matter of course:

"Ah, yes, this is a move that consumes my soul power very much."

The big man was relieved when he waited for such a sentence.

"Since you have all made a big move, I don't complain about losing, bye!"

He even came up and patted Wu Xiaode on the shoulder: "Since you are willing to spend your soul power, then even if you win - thank you for not hitting me, that's the best, I can continue to fight."

"Acceptance, acceptance!" Wu Xiaode laughed.

The monkey watched, and then announced:

"Winner: No. 15, A letter."

The burly man teleported away.

In the ring, only Wu Xiaode and Monkey were left.

"Okay, you can now exchange for 'the advice of the strong', which is much better than intelligence." Monkey said.

"I exchanged the 'Guidance from the Powerful' and wanted to know **** the 'Death God'." Wu Xiaode said.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound on his number plate.

Wu Xiaode glanced down and saw several lines of small characters displayed on the number plate:

"All winning games have been consumed, and the exchange is: guidance from the strong."

"Instruct your strong man to be a title-level strong man:"

"Wait for the monkey."