Eschatological System

"Hey, guess how many rookies dare to challenge the stupid bear this time?"

The captains retreated to the side, gathered in groups of three or four, and swept across the members of the first team below the battle stage with strange smiles. (This chapter is uploaded by netizens)

"Stupid bear has been the captain for four years, and has been challenged 13 times in total. This time, the first team is basically the strength of the lower-ranked envoys. Only nine survived the last battle. Although they have the strength of the high-ranking envoys Strength, but I should have seen the strength of the stupid bear in the battle, so I probably won't dare to challenge it."

"Hey, the old people generally don't know how to challenge, mainly newcomers, a group of rookies who have never seen the world will think that they are invincible."

"Look, there is really a rookie to challenge!"

Under the battle arena, a young man wearing a blood-colored standard battle suit and carrying a machete stepped on the sole of his foot and jumped onto the battle arena.

"Please advise!"

There was a ferocious scar on the young man's cheek, which completely destroyed his handsome face, and he looked quite sturdy.

"Hahaha, come on rookie!"

With a height of more than 2.5 meters, Xiong Wei, who was as strong as a black bear, laughed wildly and waved his hands indifferently.

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and he stepped on the sole of his foot fiercely. His figure turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Xiong Shi. When he was in mid-air, the scimitar behind him suddenly came out of its sheath.

boom!

The scimitar glowed with a cold light, and it slashed fiercely from top to bottom.

"Luke, do you think this guy has hope?"

Under the stage, Wu Qi stared at the machete youth and touched Conan. asked.

"No."

Ke Bei casually glanced at the two of them, then shook his head. Ke Bei could see the strength of the two at a glance. The captain, Xiong Wei, had the strength of a high-ranking envoy, and the machete youth was just a middle-rank envoy. There was a qualitative gap between the two, unless the machete youth had an astonishing With talent, there is only a glimmer of possibility.

But look at the machete youth making the first cut. Ke Bei has already seen that, although the scimitar youth is good at swordsmanship, he belongs to the upper middle class among the middle gods. But fighting against the high-ranking envoy,

Apparently it wasn't hot enough.

"How can you confirm the challenge of Chapter 232..."

Wu Qi was a little unconvinced, he felt that the scimitar youth was very strong. The wind of the sword was fierce, but before he finished speaking, the young man with the scimitar was knocked off the stage with a punch that Xiong Wei lightly described.

"Luke, you are amazing..."

Wu Qi stared into his black eyes, stared blankly at the machete youth who fell off the battle platform, turned his head and slapped Ke Bei on the shoulder fiercely.

"Haha, the little guy has good sword skills. If your strength is a high-level envoy, you may still cause me a little trouble. Practice hard!"

He is over 2.5 meters tall. The strong bear like a black bear patted his chest and laughed loudly.

"Who else wants to challenge?"

Under the bloody battle stage, all the members of the first team looked at Xiong Wei in awe. They all saw the strength of the scimitar youth. Such a strong strength was defeated by the captain in two moves.

The old man in the blood robe with gold trim embroidered on the cuffs quietly looked at the members of the first team under the battle arena. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth slowly, and the hearty voice was heard clearly in everyone's ears.

"Since no one continues to challenge, let's start the second team!"

Whoosh!

Following the blood-robed old man's low shout, the captain of the second team rushed out, standing in front of the battle stage with a strong body.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, the thirty-fifth team had been reached.

The captains of these teams all have extraordinary strength. Although each team has several challengers, none of them can succeed.

"Squad thirty-six!"

The blood-robed old man with gold trim embroidered on the cuffs glanced at the hundred members of the thirty-sixth team below the battle platform.

bump!

Ke Huo, the captain of the thirty-sixth team, came out with a bang.

"The strength of this guy Ke Huo is a little bit stronger, he should have already broken through, tsk tsk... the peak strength of the god envoy, the rookie of the thirty-sixth team is really pitiful, unexpectedly met this guy Ke Huo."

The team captains in groups of three or five looked at Kehuo with a little awe, and then looked at the hundred members of the thirty-six teams under the battle stage.

"Huh? The thirty-sixth team actually has a newcomer who is a god envoy!"

The team captains who were gloating all of a sudden stared at the young man standing behind Ke Bei.

The young man looked a little thin, with disheveled hair, narrow and long eyes, occasionally a sharp cold light flashed, wearing a blood-colored battle suit, with black fists, his whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura that made people look at him.

"Who wants to challenge?"

At this moment, Kehuo, who possessed the peak cultivation of the envoy, coldly swept across the crowd below the battle stage, and finally settled on the young man with a provocative look in his eyes, as if these words were aimed at the man who was wearing loose clothes. The young man with the hair said.

The young man raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a icy cold light shot out suddenly. Through the scattered hair, the young man's cold gaze collided fiercely with Ke Huo's provocative eyes, and the terrifying fighting spirit came to him instantly. The two shot out.

boom!

The young man stomped hard on the sole of his foot, and suddenly jumped onto the bloody battle platform.

"interesting……"

Ke Bei clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at the young man with disheveled hair, and then at Ke Huo. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the two people on the battle stage with interest.

"Luke, our team actually has such a powerful existence!"

Wu Qi stared at the young man with shaggy hair, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and said to Ke Bei beside him.

"It's very strong"

Kobe nodded with a smile.

One of the two is at the peak of the God of War realm, and although the other only has the strength of a high-ranking God of War, he has obviously experienced countless fights, so he must have his own trump card.

"Luke, who do you think will win this time?"

Wu Qin bumped Ke Bei lightly with his arm, and asked softly.

"Hard to say"

Ke Bei looked at the staggered figures on the battle platform, and the two people who were fighting fiercely, fell silent for a moment and shook his head slightly.

"Haha, you were fooled last time, right?"

Hearing that Ke Bei said that he didn't know who would win, Wu Qi was immediately amused. Ke Bei smiled, did not speak, and shifted his gaze to the battle stage again.

boom!

On the battle stage, the captain Kehuo punched the young man with a hairy hair and flew him upside down.

"The captain's strength is really strong, that young man was completely suppressed and beaten, it is impossible to win."

Wu Qi stared at the two people on the battle stage with his big copper bell-like eyes, and muttered.

Off the stage, many people had the same opinion as Wu Qi. The young man with hair was completely suppressed and beaten by the captain Kehuo. It seemed that the strength of the captain Kehuo had firmly suppressed the young man with hair.

In the entire second team, except for the old man in a blood-colored robe with embroidered gold thread on his cuffs, only Ke Bei was optimistic about the young man with shaggy hair.

Even Ke Huo himself felt that he had won. ! ! !