Rumble!

The floor under everyone's feet suddenly rose ten meters high.

Or.

The 100-player competition area in the entire square formed a super arena with a length and width of 10,000 meters in a short time.

There are a total of 100 such rings, each with one hundred people on them.

There is no magic barrier in the knockout arena, and there is no death limit.

Those who are afraid of death can jump off the ring.

Of course, it is not absolutely possible to die.

When the contestants are about to die, a shield appears on their token and transfer it to a safe location.

Otherwise, after the Magic Martial Arts Conference, I don’t know how many people will be left...

At this time, many people looked at each other and cursed in their hearts: "Is it so fair? Should the lottery draw be so accurate? Is this the death group?"

"There are 5 contestants on the strength intelligence list, and there are also a lot of high-level top professionals. What the hell is this?" Some professionals with average strength always feel that the goddess of doom seems to fall in love with him.

William was speechless. Sure enough, his luck could not allow him to enter any relaxed group.

Kakarog, the seventh place, is a super melee professional.

Auston Will, the thirteenth place, is a high-level magician of the two-type ice and fire.

The 24th place Crent, Thunder Swordsman!

The 27th place...

"This is a total of 100 stadiums. You are too random. Don't this group of people know how to average the masters?" William really wanted to talk to forces such as the Temple of Light.

But the four top forces also want to say to them: "Sorry, luck is also a kind of strength, and some people are lucky enough."

After all, even if 90 million people play Landlords, there will be a winner in the end!

So what is this person?

This definitely shows that luck is also a kind of strength!

Low luck value?

Who cares about you whether you die or not?

The strong men who can become legends almost always break through the single-plank bridges filled with opponents. If you can't get through, can you still blame the holy light under the skirt of the goddess of luck?

After seeing William, other professionals on the ring immediately had some thoughts in their hearts.

With a 'start' sound, it sounded.

Melee.

Officially started!

And in William's super arena, there were instant melee, but more than a dozen people rushed towards the Prince, the second-ranked Prince in intelligence.

There are only seven words in their minds.

Beat him to death first and then decide the outcome!

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On some other fields, those professionals who were famous on the intelligence list were almost also besieged.

Some of them could no longer stop them under the first siege. Before they could display their strength, they were completely eliminated, and they might have lost all the travel expenses to go home.

But no one noticed that there were four top bosses sitting in a pavilion far away in the square.

There is no doubt that they belong to the envoys of four forces respectively.

The representative of the Temple of Light is the commander of the Temple of the Southern Region, Roland Fick.

The Ninth Elder of the Magic Temple, Erin, a legendary magician in the water system.

The Dark God Envoy of the Dark Palace, Scarborough, and the Dark Legend Assassin.

The president of the Southern Region Trade Union of the Mercenary Union, Carlos Jaylen, and the Golden Berserker.

These four big guys were drinking tea and slap in the pavilion. Looking at the battle scenes of hundreds of water mirror techniques, it was hard to imagine how good their eyes were.

Among them, Elder Irene, the ninth elder of the Magic Temple, saw William's arena, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly: "Who do you think is absolute strength or absolute luck, which one is stronger?"

"Whoever you say is who." Scarborough the Dark God smiled, and he looked at Erin. This legendary female magician with a rare number is not only slender, but also has a strong figure, but also a very attractive appearance.

That's right.

He is just a courtship, and his meaning is very obvious.

Unfortunately, Erin glanced at him and ignored it. Instead, she wanted to hear other people's opinions.

Carlos Jaylen, president of the Southern Region Mercenary Union, pondered for a moment: "Absolute strength, I believe that my fist can break out of a bloody path and become the final winner no matter what the bad situation is."

"Where are you, Roland?" Erin looked at the old friend of the Temple of Light.

They are all powerful people at the legendary level and they all guard the various forces in the Southern Region. Although they usually face tit-for-tat, everyone has a lot of cooperation.

As for the private PY relationship.

That normal person will definitely not understand.

Roland Fick touched his sexy stubble, then glanced at Erin, who had a strong breast, and he laughed and said, "Of course I am absolutely lucky. Why not bet Scarborough with me, who will win, and who will date you tonight?"

Scarborough twitched his mouth. Does my bad looks look unlucky?

But he still asked, "What are you betting on?"

Roland pointed to the water mirror technique where William was beaten: "I bet he can win and stand to the end to prove my luck."

Scarborough glanced at William and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The elf prince in Dawn City? He is very confident. He doesn't even wear defensive equipment. Is it because he has absolute confidence in his body?"

But as William was knocked to the ground by many people and vomited blood.

Scarbro hesitated and immediately said, "Yes, I bet he lost. I have seen the list of this stadium. There are many talented professionals I am optimistic about now, and now they are teaming up to attack him. I don't believe he can win."

"Then wait and see!" Roland Fick shrugged.

Erin was angry when she found herself treated as a bet.

But she looked at Roland's shamelessness and was determined to be arrogant, and her legs could not be closed.

She just snorted lightly and stopped whispering. Her face was extremely tempting, and she didn't know what she remembered.

………………………………………

William is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

NONONO.

He just wanted to try how strong his talent is, "Body of Steel".

After more than five minutes of inhumane fighting.

He understood one thing.

As long as he does not face too extreme super-level professionals, most of the people in front of him will not be able to cause effective damage to them after he turns on the fighting shield.

He glanced at some guys, causing him to hurt him by dozens of points or dozens of points, and he couldn't help laughing. You are so naughty, and you are still participating in your sister's magic martial arts conference. Didn't you watch the epic NPCs in Dawn City, do I hit them all?

Kakarog, who was in the seventh place, used his long sword to cut him away again. After William knocked several people one after another, he did not intend to continue to hide his strength.

I saw colorful magic runes appear on his body in an instant.

In the short time that followed, the magic runes spun rapidly, instantly covering his clothes, forming a seamless rune suit.

One sentence.

Not only handsome.

The rarity of the rune suit is enough to make many people drool.

Many people secretly scolded William, a big dog lover.

Isn't he just a broken city lord?

Isn't he just an elf prince?

What to install B.

Do you really think you can become the number one if you have money?

I sir.

"It's too late to fight now." Kakarog's eyes shone golden light, and when the long sword in his hand swayed again, a strong and narrow sword aura had already arrived.

Auston, the two-type magician of ice and fire, is also extraordinary. He always has two layers of magic shields on his body to prevent others from attacking him. After seeing William put on rune equipment, the caution in his eyes became even stronger.

I saw that he condensed countless ice swords with one hand and fire dragon with the other, while covering William's seemingly weak body.

Crent, the Thunder Swordsman, just closed his eyes lightly, held the sword in one hand, like an assassin, calmly, as if he was planning to give William a fatal blow.

More than a dozen professionals are starting to grow at the same time.
To be continued...