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"So many people?" Ning Xiaotian frowned slightly. Looking from a distance, he saw that the entrance to the arena was already overcrowded, and there were people pouring in from the streets and alleys, looking here from time to time.

He is 1.77 meters tall with boots, has black hair and silver eyes, and is wearing black armor, even his mouth and nose are covered.

Such distinctive features are easily recognized.

It must be said that Ning Xiaotian's height has grown rapidly in recent months.

In his previous life, it was normal for his age to grow by 7 millimeters per month. But in this world, he still has the energy from the soul bones in both arms to continuously transform his body, and the blood beads in his lower Dantian also increase his appetite and digestion ability. increase.

Not only his height, but also his strength is constantly growing... Ning Xiaotian feels that his body is changing every day. The feeling of soreness and numbness in the bones of the whole body after practicing, even when he stretches, he feels very comfortable.

"In line with Wilkin's judgment, more and more people are coming to Gengxin City." He walked steadily towards the gate without stopping. The morning sun was hanging slanting, the dark armor reflected the orange light, and the shadows under his feet stretched, towards the Spread ahead.

People consciously gave way to a passage, with expressions ranging from surprise, curiosity, and enthusiasm...

"He is Jin Can? He doesn't look tall or strong, but he can win 36 times in a row." Someone covered his mouth and approached his companion and asked. He is a soul master who came here because of his reputation. In the world of soul masters, people around 20 years old For a man, 1.8 meters is considered short.

"Brother, you won't say that when you see him play a game." His companion responded in a low voice and elbowed him to indicate, "Quickly, we are all late. There are so many people, it will be troublesome to enter later."

In view of the increasing number of people in the city, additional seats were temporarily added to the arena, otherwise they would not have been able to buy tickets yesterday.

Tatata, the stone paved floor made a crisp sound, and the echo filled the hall, but there was no human voice.

The man's throat was rolling, and he didn't dare to say the words stuck in his mouth. He dragged his companion aside and watched quietly.

His eyes followed the movements of the figure that everyone was watching closely, until he came to the counter.

"Continue hand-to-hand combat." Ning Xiaotian paused for a moment and walked towards the corridor leading to the waiting room.

He is the only one in the entire arena who is qualified to compete in the protagonist arena, and there is no need to queue up.

"Yes, Golden Warrior!" The receptionist's heart tingled. Looking at Ning Xiaotian who had disappeared into the corridor, she quickly picked up the communication device from the table, "Steward, Golden Warrior is here, please..."

Before he finished speaking, a violent roar erupted in the hall.

"The Golden Warrior is in! Come on, let's get in quickly!"

"Fuck! Don't crowd, don't crowd..." The audience came in with their mouths and buttocks touching each other, and they crowded together in a commotion.

"Steward, what should I do?" On the top floor of the arena, the man in green turned to look at the old man, looking anxious.

"Cold salad!" The old man rolled his eyes at him, flicked his right hand, and a silver gun appeared in his palm. He raised his left hand and gently rubbed the gun barrel, murmuring in a low voice, "Old man, it seems that we are going to fight together again today."

After that, he ignored the man in Tsing Yi and walked to the window. There was a "clang" sound from the tail of the gun hitting the ground. His body was majestic and straight, and his eyes were like eagle eyes scanning the bottom. The blazing white sun rose against the dome, beams of light. The light shines down from over the window sill, and the wind blows gently. The placket of her clothes is close to her chest, scars as big as an index finger are exposed on the collar, and the hem of her skirt is flying under her body.

The man in green's eyes were red, and he looked at that figure blankly, as if he had returned to the anxious battlefield back then.

The general charged forward with his angry horse in bright clothes, and they were protected behind him. His trembling heart calmed down, and endless courage emerged. "Men of the Star Luo Empire, charge with me!" The general raised his gun and shouted, and his horse turned into a strong wind.

Rush towards the enemy line.

Behind him, countless men attacked, and the ground trembled, as if it was going to crush everything.

"General..." The man in green murmured, and then quickly walked to the old man's side, his chest straightened.

Under the window sill, there were crowds of people, like a marching ant colony, pouring out from all directions.

A quarter of an hour later, looking down from above, it was already pitch black.

Only a small round area in the field glowed orange in the sunlight.

Ta-ta-ta... The footsteps were light, and the dust was stirred by the wind and rolled back silently.

In the center of the field, two figures, one black and one silver, stood majestically.

"Dingling bells..." After the clear female voice, harsh bells sounded from all directions.

"Boom...bang...clang..." The domineering knives and the sharp swords collided with each other. The passionate air waves spread from the feet, and the dusty sand rose from the gaps in the floor, sweeping like rocks.

It surged around like a falling pool.

With a click, the ground was overwhelmed and shattered.

The light of the sword was like a shooting star, and the light of the sword was like a curtain. The two figures "Clang" were shaken and each took a step back.

Immediately, there was a more intense confrontation. There were no gorgeous moves, only simple collisions. The strong sunlight was mixed with flying sparks, which burst out between the swords and swords, creating an even more blazing light.

"So strong!" The people watching all had such thoughts and were dumbfounded.

"It's exciting!" Ning Xiaotian was excited. The opponent's speed could actually keep up with his attack, and even his strength was not far behind. He parried his chops every time, but his reaction was slightly flawed and he could only fight violently.

Counterattack after collision.

After all, his mental power is very strong and he is always one step ahead when making moves.

This is also Ning Xiaotian's biggest advantage, so he has been relying on fierce attacks to find flaws.

In terms of physical strength, with blood beads in his belly and soul bones in his hands, with double blessing, he has never been afraid of anyone.

But it is limited to his hands. The blessing of two soul bones makes his arms extremely powerful and tough, but his spine and legs are shortcomings in comparison. If the opponent has absolutely crushing power, he

You can only avoid it.

Unfortunately, there isn't one on the opposite side.

The battle continues.

Ning Xiaotian attacked fiercely, not wanting to leave any loopholes for his opponent. At the same time, he concentrated on carefully observing the opponent's moves and the details of the linkage of the body. Fighting is like this, not only the waving of arms and the collision of weapons, but also the mobilization of the body.

Every muscle in the body works together, even if it is to dodge, it will affect the whole body.

The nearly two-meter size gives the opponent in front of him great strength, and the exquisite light armor gives him good defense. Coupled with the good speed, even if he has a sharp sword in his hand that is not inferior to the top initial weapon Wuhun,

It is also difficult to break through the armor and damage the body in a short period of time. "It seems that my action of slicing through the light armor with my sword made the arena alert." Ning Xiaotian thought about cause and effect.

The gladiators in front of the arena were equipped with fine iron armor.

"But, how many swords can it block?" His sword can be made of Hanxin Iron Essence, one of the hardest metals in the world. The manager of the arena probably doesn't even recognize him, let alone hire someone.

Built.

In a life and death battle, equipment can also bring great advantages.