The War Lord of Samsara Paradise

[The hunter has chosen his outfit and started teleporting. 】

Gao Fei was teleported into a floating circular venue. The diameter of the venue was roughly estimated to be four hundred meters. Under his feet was a ground made of non-slip, wear-resistant and considerate metal materials, and an indispensable energy shield wrapped around the entire venue.

The surrounding area is like a large gymnasium in a university in the real world. The auditorium extends from bottom to top in a staircase shape. The lowest level is also higher than the level of the arena, allowing the audience to see more clearly, instead of watching at the same level, which is possible. Details and "micro-management" of certain angles will be missed.

There were only a few people in the audience, and I knew with my feet that not many people would watch this kind of ranking competition. Those who came to watch it were probably groups of relatives and friends, or maybe they came specifically to watch the "rookies pecking each other".

[Three, two, one, the battle begins. 】

Gao Fei did not move where he was, but was observing his opponent. The site is a flat surface with a wide view and no hiding place.

Opposite was a little old man holding a stick. His robe betrayed his profession. He must be a mage.

But could this be a disguise? He deliberately dressed like a master, but he was actually a close combatant? Everyone knows that when fighting a master, you need to get close. As long as you get close, the crispy master will basically declare GG. However, if his true identity is a "Shaolin monk", I won't be afraid of being beaten with two sticks, but I don't want to be beaten.

The situation became awkward for a while. Gao Fei stood still and the "Master" on the opposite side also rooted to the spot. He raised the wooden stick in his hand and began to mumble.

"Isn't this really a master?" Gao Fei thought to himself, but he still didn't approach rashly, and just moved irregularly in the private area near him.

It's been a long time...

"Why can't this beep come over? Is there a bug in the disguise of Samsara Paradise?" "Master" opposite Gao Fei thought to himself.

Gao Fei, who had been moving randomly, also noticed something was wrong at this moment.

Why does the opponent's skill take so long to chant? Can there be a great forbidden spell at the first level? No, I have to step back.

So Gao Fei, who was approaching the midfield dividing line, began to retreat and stared cautiously at the chanting "Master".

When "Master" saw this, he immediately stopped "chanting" and shouted to Gao Fei: "Why don't you come over?"

Gao Fei immediately replied: "Why don't you, meow, come over? Do you think I'm stupid for going up to use my skills?"

"I am Master Fa. Do you know how to play? To fight Master, you have to stay close. The workers selling milk tea at the entrance of the arena know it, but you don't know?" "Master Fa" lost his cool and became irritable and shouted.

"I'm playing tricks on you, you must be holding back a lot, and you want me to suffer a big loss! If you have the guts, just come over!" Gao Fei, who was not fooled, replied without thinking. At this moment, he was sure that the other party must be holding back some high-damage skills, otherwise The chanting time cannot be so long.

"Who are you talking about who doesn't have the guts? If you have the guts, come here."

"come here!"

"come here!"

The scene gradually got out of control, and a big shot on the sidelines who was watching the novices pecking each other was a little confused and forgot to eat the melon seeds in his hands.

"Silly beep, grass (a plant)."

The "Master" on the other side disappeared after saying a word, and then Gao Fei returned to the rest room.

"???"

The victorious Gao Fei looked confused. He speculated that the opponent only had one ultimate move and couldn't hit it empty, so he would rather give up than try his luck and release it randomly. At this time, Gao Fei felt that he was a genius and a divine fortune teller.

[The personal battle is over, victory! 】

[The hunter’s ranking has been improved from 184657 to 163245 (first level). 】

[Received a message from the opponent in this match, check it y/n. 】

"How dare you leave a message, you coward." Gao Fei, who pretended to be angry, checked the message.

"If you don't know how to play, then find a job in a factory. If you don't get close to me, how about playing with mud horses?"

Ouch, I have such a bad temper. After watching this, Gao Fei was so angry that he just wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, so he quickly started the next match.

The matching was very fast, and Gao Fei returned to the field where he had just met. The contractor opposite was dressed in very traditional clothes (ancient times), holding a long spear in his hand, like a general on the battlefield.

Cheers came from the sidelines, and Gao Fei realized that there were dozens of spectators in the auditorium, presumably fans from the opposite side.

[Three, two, one, the battle begins! 】

"Who is coming? Tell me your name. I will not kill the unknown person!" The "General" on the opposite side pointed the spear in his hand and looked at Gao Fei and said.

"?"

I'm so deeply involved in the drama, I'm afraid there's something wrong with my brain.

"Wow, Brother Long is so handsome!"

"I want to give birth to a monkey for Brother Long! I've already thought of a name!"

The audience on the sidelines started shouting, there are quite a lot of female fans for this guy! hateful!

Then Gao Fei, who had bad thoughts, raised his head, looked forward and replied seriously: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong! Come and fight!"

"Are you also called Zhao Zilong?" The gun-wielding "general" was stunned for a moment, and then roared as if he had thought of something: "You dare to play tricks on me, you will die!"

The furious "General" rushed toward Gao Fei with a gun, and was quickly pulled within a few hundred meters.

Just as the "General" was holding the spear with both hands, preparing to stab Gao Fei, a gunshot was heard.

"Bang!"

The "General"'s eyebrows were pierced by bullets. As he was only LV.2, he didn't expect that Gao Fei's weapon was actually a gun. He thought Gao Fei was a melee fighter when he introduced himself before.

"Times have changed, my lord!"

Gao Fei blew on the muzzle of Black Gold's gun, as if he wanted to blow away the non-existent gunpowder smoke.

【Second winning streak! 】

A line of golden characters appeared above Gao Fei's head, and the fans in the audience suddenly went crazy and began to yell and curse at Gao Fei.

Gao Fei didn't want to scold the "brainless fans" in this situation, so his figure began to become transparent and he returned to the rest room.

[The personal battle is over, victory! Two consecutive wins! 】

[The hunter’s ranking has been improved from 163,245 to 145,627 (first level). 】

[Received a message from the opponent in this match, check it y/n. 】

Gao Fei simply ignored it and clicked delete, thinking why he met two funny people. It seemed that he couldn't exercise his actual combat ability without ranking.

So Gao Fei paid attention and decided to start scoring points. His weapons were far ahead among the first-order contractors.

【Three consecutive wins! 】

【Four consecutive wins! 】

…

As a master was hit by an electromagnetic bullet shot by Hei Jin, big shining golden characters appeared on Gao Fei's head.

【Eighteen consecutive wins! 】

At this time, Gao Fei's ranking has reached 10,086, and he should be able to enter the ten thousand list in the next game.

[The match was successful. Due to the Hunter's eighteen-game winning streak, the arena matched the Hunter with less than 10,000 opponents. 】

"It's finally here." Gao Fei stood up from the recliner. The previous eighteen "showdowns" were simply outrageous. When he saw Gao Fei draw a gun and fight hard, he refused to hide. He became invisible in the audience without showing his head. In the end, he fell asleep and snored and was raped. What Fei discovered was a strange wet nurse who was neither breastfeeding nor fighting.

I don’t know who ruined the wet nurse’s ethos. It’s really unflattering to see everyone holding sickles and battle axes. Hey, as a righteous partner, Gao Fei directly used a hand cannon to blow the wet nurse’s head off. The long-term pain is not as good as it is. It's a short-term pain, and neither party needs to get entangled.

Gao Fei was teleported to the battlefield. There were many more spectators for the duel, which numbered less than 10,000. The surrounding spectators blushed and started shouting. Even Gao Fei was a little moved.

The opponent was a sword-wielding female contractor dressed as a clown. There were holes in the stockings on her slender legs. Her demonic twin pony tails swayed as she shook her head. Her face was made up with extremely pale makeup, and there was lipstick on the corners of her mouth. After painting on the apple of her cheek, she drew a sword flower, holding the sword behind her back and looking at Gao Fei.

This should be an interesting opponent, Gao Fei thought, his body's center of gravity began to sink slightly, ready to move suddenly at any time.

[Three, two, one, the battle begins! 】

The moment the Samsara Paradise prompt ended, both parties on the field burst into flames and headed toward the center of the field.

When Gao Fei was still about ten meters away from the midfield line, he stopped suddenly, took out the black gold with both hands at the same time and started shooting.

The clown swordsman was startled, and her sprinting rhythm was disrupted by Gao Fei's operation. However, she reacted quickly and immediately moved sideways to avoid this round of shooting. She didn't expect that Gao Fei's attention had been focused on her feet. When Gao Fei noticed that the clown swordsman's right foot was slightly tilted to the left, he prejudged and fired a shot to her left side.

The bullets shot out. In Gao Fei's eyes, whether the shot hit or not was completely random. His original intention of coming to the arena was to train himself. If he hit, it would easily cause damage to his opponent, making it inconvenient for him to try close combat.

The clown swordsman did not expect that the gunman on the opposite side was so experienced. She saw a bullet coming towards the point where she moved. She had no choice but to use her sword to block the bullet because she did not have the skills to cut it with her sword.

"Ding~"

The bullet was blocked by the dark blade of the sword and left a dent on it.

"Lucky, but his gun is so powerful that he can't be hit." The clown swordsman was delighted and glanced at his sword from the corner of his eye.

After the block, the clown swordsman immediately rushed towards Gao Fei. At this time, the distance between them was no more than 20 meters, so this distance was not a problem at all.

Gao Fei also saw the clown swordsman's purpose. He was willing to let go, but he would not disrespect his opponent. He put away the black gold and punched the clown swordsman.

The clown swordsman was already approaching. She originally wanted to swing her sword to destroy Gao Fei's body balance and force him to dodge. However, when she saw that Gao Fei not only did not dodge, but instead punched forward, she changed the horizontal cut to a straight thrust, with an impressive target. It was Gao Fei's right hand.

Gao Fei didn't panic. The physical skills he practiced focused on stabilizing the lower body and exerting strength on the waist and abdomen.

He followed the forward punching motion and pounced forward. When he was close to the ground, he raised his left hand, and his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force. His body began to rotate along with the force, and he spread his legs to maintain balance.

Roundhouse kick!

It was the first time that Gao Fei used this taijutsu in actual combat. The previous robots were too powerful and could not be shaken with his current strength and skills, but now his target is the Clown Swordsman.

The Clown Swordsman is a female and a professional swordsman. All of them have squishy attributes and are not very strong in resisting attacks at the first level.

If you don't like this kind of funny and nonsensical stuff, I won't write like this in the future. It's also very tiring to make jokes. At least it has to be less blunt and brainless. But there shouldn't be such an opportunity in the future. The first-level arena is just a place. transition.

Thank you for your favorites and recommendations. The author has also been reading other books in the past two days and learning some writing skills~ Sometimes the input method of cell phone coding is stuck, which makes my brain hurt.