Mechanical God Emperor

As soon as he entered the gallery, he came face to face with the cheers and excitement of the pavement.

In the center of the ring, there is a huge ring, over which a human male soldier is killing with a tiger strong man, with both sides equally powerful and scarred.

“Kill him!! ”

“Tear him apart, Tyler!! ”

“ …… ”

Above that audience, the mighty men of the Orcs roared wildly, lifting almost the entire gallery directly.

For the Orcs, the arena is the most sacred place, and once you enter the arena, do everything in your power to tear the opponent apart. All audiences only give praise to the victors, but no one pays attention to the fate of the losers.

Yang Feng looked over a tall platform dedicated to that noblest figure in the ring, and at first glance saw a beautiful woman with honeyed skin, a pair of lion's ears, tall and sexy, wearing a sexy leather coat, revealing a large area of skin and a wild smell sitting on a tall throne, overlooking the battle in the ring below, the color of excitement shined in her eyes.

As if I sensed Yang Feng's gaze, the beautiful woman with a wild smell turned her head slightly and looked at where Yang Feng was, her mouth slightly flashed, revealing a provocative smell.

Yang Feng's heart suddenly burst into a slight enlightenment, showing a smile: “Turns out it's her, she is the great princess of the kingdom of the Orcs! ”

The Orc woman who led the elite warriors of the myriad Orcs to intercept Yang Feng in the jungle was the great princess of the Orc Kingdom.

Suddenly, there was a shout of cheer above and below the ring, and the strong man had been torn to pieces directly by the strong Tigers.

After tearing the strong man to pieces, his eyes were red and he made a violent noise. At the same time, his strength was further advanced from a level 8 professional to a level 9 professional.

“Level 9 Orc!! It's so powerful that Tyrell has evolved to become a Class 9 Orc. He's the most powerful genius in our Orc family. ”

“Awesome, Level 9 Orc! Tyrell, you will definitely be promoted to a legend in the future, possibly even the next Orc King! ”

“Tyrell!! ”

“Tyrell!! ”

“ …… ”

Every one of the Orc's strong men in that gallery showed a hint of excitement and talked about it.

The Orc King of the Orc tribe is not hereditary, but honored by the strong. Any Orc who is promoted to the rank of Legendary Orc will be eligible to challenge the current Orc King. If he is able to defeat the current Orc King, the Legendary Orc will become the new Orc King and the old Orc King will be executed. If the challenge fails, the challenger becomes the servant of the current Orc King, unable to betray him for the rest of his life.

Therefore, when every Orc King begins to age, he will choose the most powerful Orc to become his son-in-law in the Orc clan in a way that is comparable to the use of martial arts. Then, if necessary, give your throne to the most powerful Orc, so that you can guarantee that your family will not be liquidated by the new Orc King.

That obtains the throne of Zen, the Orc King can not kill the old Orc King, but also the ancestral system of the Orc tribe, so as to ensure that the struggle between the Orc tribes is not too intense.

The Grand Princess of the Orc King's rivalry is in fact a contest to determine the next Orc King's belonging, thus attracting the genius of countless Orc people to participate, of which Tyrell is one of the strongest.

There was a roar of excitement over the arena when Tyrell was promoted to the Ninth Orc.

A fox driver came to the ring and pointed to Yang Feng's position: “Tyre's next opponent, the nine-level hero Red from the human kingdom, let's greet Red with a warm cheer!! ”

“Is that the ninth hero of the people? ”

“Die!! ”

“Be torn to pieces! ”

“Trash! ”

“You, you're dead!! ”

“Go to hell!! ”

“Death!! ”

“ …… ”

From the surrounding audience, there was a curse and a curse. The mighty of the Orcs are well aware of the mightiness of the human class IX hero profession. Now a class 9 hero of a human race dares to come to the battlefield of this Orc, suddenly filling their hearts with anger.

In that myriad of curses and outrages, Yang Feng walked very calmly onto the ring stage and pulled out the sword behind his back at will.

Tyrell's eyes flashed with a brutal light, a cold smile, and his hands popped up 30 centimetres long, claws like sharp blades: "Interesting, is it the ninth hero among humans? The strongest professional under the brave! Let me see what you got! What's the difference between your gut and a normal person? It'll be visible to everyone later! ”

“I'll show you the strength of the hero profession as a respect for you! ”

Yang Feng smiled slightly. [The Power of the Dragon] [The Agility of the Leopard] and other various intensive spells lit up on his body.

The judge who stood at the edge of the ring said, "Let the battle begin! ”

Tyrell smiled. At the bottom of his feet, one shadow appeared on the stage. That strange shadow was constantly approaching Yang Feng, making it impossible to tell the truth.

“How fast!! ”

“Is this the speed of Tyrell? Terrible! ”

“It's the most powerful genius of the Nine Orcs!! ”

“ …… ”

Above that audience, countless beasts flashed their eyes with excitement and talk. Only those Orcs above level 8 can capture a trace of Natalee's movements, and the rest of the Orcs can only see the remnants of Tyre's movements.

The great princess of the Orcs sitting in the Lord's seat showed a slight contempt and smiled coldly: "Is it the strongest genius of the Orcs? ”

Faced with the impending remnants of Tyrell, Yang Feng only took a step forward, drawing a sword and chopping it.

A sword sparkled, spraying countless pieces of blood from the empty void, and the first day of the Orc people broke Tyrell in half and the body fell from the sky to the ground.

Above that gallery, all the Orcs suddenly stood still as if time had stopped, staring and not making a sound.

“Second kill!! Tyrell was killed in seconds! ”

“How is that possible? How could Tyrell have been killed by him? ”

“Is the hero of mankind so powerful? ”

“ …… ”

After a while, it was like an explosion in that gallery, and there was a lot of talk. All the strong men of the Orc Nation were reluctant to believe that the nine-level Orc Tyrell had been killed by Yang Feng with a sword.

The referee immediately went up and dragged Natalee's body away, only to shed a trace of blood over the ring.

On top of that gallery, although there are regular staff cleaning, there are numerous dark red bloodstains on top of the gallery, with a strong bloody smell.

Yang Feng smiled with a big sword in his hand. “Who else dares to come up and fight me? ”

“Gally the Wolf, come to war with you! ”

A three-metre tall werewolf covered in a layer of wolf hair, with a wolf's head, as if a giant wolf were standing upright and a violent werewolf appeared over the gallery.

“Gally, the genius of the Lycans, who became a Class IX Orc three years ago, has a much worse talent than Tyrell, but now his fighting power is definitely above Tyrell! ”

“If it was Gally, it would have defeated that human hero! After all, that human hero has fought Tyrell! ”

“ …… ”

There was a myriad of talk coming out of that gallery, and the audience of the Orcs showed a hint of excitement in every eye.

Yang Feng smiled and glanced at the referee: "Interesting, let's get started! ”

The referee announced aloud: "Let the trial begin! ”

Yang Feng took a step forward, his body was blurred and very strange appeared behind Gally.

Gally's eyes flashed incredibly and his body split apart, turning into countless pieces scattered across the earth.

“Second kill!! ”

“Gally killed him in seconds! ”

“Is the heroic profession of mankind as powerful as this? ”

“What a monster! ”

“ …… ”

The surrounding Orc audience breathed a sip of cold air, flashing awe in their eyes.

Yang Feng is a half-step Sunday magician who is terribly powerful, and through hundreds of wars, whether it be combat consciousness, combat experience, or even power, far supersedes the genius of the Orcs, which can easily kill the genius of the Orcs in seconds.

The geniuses of the Orcs who were going to challenge Yang Feng were also honest. They are willing to fight for glory if there is a battle between even enemies. But if they die, they don't want to do that for nothing.

Yang Feng smiled provocatively at the geniuses of the beasts: “Anyone else dare to fight me? ”

The geniuses of the Orcs near the arena almost shot out a flame of cannibalism with one eye, but all bowed their heads and didn't mean to fight Yang Feng. Bravery and death are two different concepts, and the geniuses are brave, but they don't want to die.

“I come to fight you! ”

A voice sounded from the camp of the people, a handsome, tall man with dark hair jumped gently onto the battlefield.

Yang Feng swept the strong man with a dark hair, his eyes slightly shrunk, his body slightly tightened, his eyes flashed a heavy color: “Jiangshi! ”