Wizard of All Souls

silence.

Luo Lan's wild words stunned all the orcs present.

Every orc stared blankly at Luo Lan. They couldn't imagine how arrogant Luo Lan would be to say such a thing.

Even the referee who was Emperor Wu was stunned, unable to react for a while.

In the stands, Karen covered her forehead, speechless, and didn't know what expression to show.

Diana poked Kallen quietly, and asked in a low voice: "Did Luo Lan know that he can't win, and that a year's hard work was wasted, so he went crazy?"

Karen rolled her eyes and said, "How do I know?"

When all the orcs didn't know what to do, one orc stood up - Martial Emperor Giles!

Martial Emperor Giles clasped his hands, looked at Luo Lan with glowing eyes, and laughed loudly: "That's right, one must have this kind of awareness to be a warrior! Competition? Rules? One-on-one and group fights? The real strength is not to be compared Yes, it was typed!"

The words of Emperor Wu Giles were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing countless ripples in an instant, and the entire arena became lively like never before.

What the world lacks most is people who eat melons.

What do you most want to see as a melon eater?

Great fight?

Handsome guy?

Enchanting beauty?

No no, what they want to see most is - lively!

What about the rules? What about the game? These are all things considered by the people above.

As a melon-eating crowd, I only know that there is excitement to watch!

For this, of course, every orc was extremely excited, cheering, shouting, and cheering loudly, just for this unprecedented feast.

"what to do?"

More than a dozen Martial Emperors present looked at each other in blank dismay. After the words of Martial Emperor Giles, things had already developed in an uncontrollable direction.

But after thinking about it for a few seconds, most of the Emperor Wu present laughed, as if he didn't think it was a big deal.

"Forget it, they can do whatever they want."

"It's been a long time since I saw such an interesting scene, and it's quite interesting."

"That being said, if Luo Lan, the instigator of the situation, is not strong enough, his end will be miserable."

"Haha, let's fight! Let's fight! Let's kill! This is the real competition! The way we did it before is like a hypocrite."...

After the Emperor Wu expressed their support one by one, the audience was even happier.

The referee in the arena was speechless. After glaring at Luo Lan, he said with a self-defeating look: "Anyway, that's what happened. For some reason, the rules have been temporarily changed. Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight , the one who can stand when the time limit comes is the winner of this competition."

"Wow-"

"come on! Come on--"

"Fight and fight—"

The referee's words seemed to add fuel to the fire, causing the audience to shout enthusiastically.

...

"Mere Martial King, don't be too arrogant!"

Finally, one player couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards Luo Lan who was on the arena.

It was a tauren with huge horns on its head and eyes reddened by anger.

When the tauren was still a hundred meters away from Luo Lan, he kicked his legs hard, and his heavy body was shot forward like a cannonball.

In mid-air, the blood energy condensed into a bull-shaped phantom attached to the tauren.

"Boom boom --"

The muscles of the tauren continued to swell and bulge, but when it reached ten meters above Luo Lan, it had already transformed into a three-meter-tall muscular cow.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

The tauren roared and threw a punch at Luo Lan. The wind of the punch alone made the stone slab under Luo Lan's feet crack.

"The first level of a martial saint?"

Luo Lan's face remained unchanged, and his blood burst out suddenly.

As if a small sun exploded, the tens of meters around it were washed by violent blood.

"Whoa—"

I saw the tauren who was still angry a second ago, vomiting blood like a demon descended into the world, and flew backwards at a faster speed.

"Boom!"

The body of the tauren hit the ground heavily, and dragged on the ground for more than a hundred meters before stopping.

Before the audience understood what happened, another figure rushed towards Luo Lan.

The sharp-eyed person shouted loudly: "It's the apprentice of Emperor Wu's Shadow Claw, Mo Fei wants to..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "boom", and another black shadow flew out and hit the ground, losing consciousness, following in the footsteps of the tauren.

Luo Lan, who had defeated two Martial Saints in a row, glanced around sharply, and shouted arrogantly: "Who else! Who else!..."

"Unlimited warriors are really powerful. The Martial King realm has a combat power comparable to that of an intermediate martial sage, but you are too arrogant. Do you really think you are invincible with a mere mid-level martial sage?"

A elephant clan genius walked towards the arena step by step, every step made the ground tremble.

The elephant clan genius came to Luo Lan, its huge body shrouded Luo Lan in the shadow like a small hill.

The two-meter-tall Luo Lan was already quite a strong man, but in front of the two-meter-five elephant genius, he looked so thin.

Luo Lan raised his head and asked, "Are you one of the three high-ranking Martial Saints in this competition?"

"That's right."

The elephant clan genius grabbed Luo Lan with both hands.

Facing the attack of the genius of the same clan, Luo Lan unexpectedly did not dodge or evade, and raised his hands to meet it.

"What does that guy want?"

"Couldn't he be trying to compete with the Elephants?"

"Is that guy a fool? That's the Elephant Clan! He's still a high-ranking Martial Saint! Even an over-limit warrior can't win in a pure competition of strength!"

All the audience thought Luo Lan was crazy.

The strength that Luo Lan showed was indeed strong. He killed two low-level Martial Saints in a row. If the strategy was used properly, he might be able to defeat the high-level Martial Saints.

They are also looking forward to it, wanting to witness the miracle happen.

But how dare you compete with the Elephants?

It's courting death!

Not to mention other orcs, even the genius of the elephant race was stunned for a moment. Luo Lan's reaction was obviously different from what it imagined. Originally, it thought that Luo Lan would use its dexterous body and steps to fight it.

In the end, Luo Lan chose to compete with it in strength?

It really suits it!

Under the attention of all the people, the four palms of the big two, two small and four finally touched together.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Almost instantly, Luo Lan's feet sank down.

The elephant tribe genius is tall and condescending, and has advantages in realm, race, and terrain. How could he lose in a pure competition of strength?

In terms of pure strength, even a peak Martial Saint, or even a half-step Martial Emperor's orc, is definitely no match for a genius of the Elephant Clan!

"Roar--"

"Aw--"

A tiger and an elephant roared loudly, and the two sides continued to explode with blood energy, and the huge blood energy kept colliding like two hills.

This competition of strength actually came to a stalemate?

Luo Lan did take over, but he was not crushed.