Return from the second dimension

"Kill, kill him!"

"Hurry up, grab the central area, and kill all the enemies!"

"Trash, if you drag on, I will lose all of my money..."

In the auditorium of the arena, shouting and cursing were endless, venting their excitement and dissatisfaction crazily.

They all have their own sides, and naturally hope that the side betting will win, and the other side will be killed.

It's just that the battlefield is unpredictable, even if they have previously determined which group has a higher chance of winning based on the information of the duelists, they still cannot guarantee a stable victory.

At this moment, Tang Zhen was a variable in the duel field, which made those crazy bets panic.

There are still many viewers who have high hopes for Tang Zhen. As long as he can win, he can make his own bonus.

They shouted loudly to cheer for Tang Zhen, regardless of whether they could hear it or not.

In the center of the duel field, facing the five enemies who rushed towards him, Tang Zhen remained unchanged.

This is not the world of purple light, the rune array on the arena can't suppress him at all.

However, Tang Zhen obeyed the rules and did not use means belonging to the gods, but pure physical power.

His purpose in doing this is not to play with the aborigines, but to lure the enemy into the bait.

It was because Tang Zhen realized that the crazy monk was probably deliberately seducing himself.

The other party had already known that Tang Zhen would follow up on his own debt collection, so he came to a plan and settled.

If this is the case, if Tang Zhen keeps track of it all the way, he will definitely fall into the trap set by the other party.

In the face of a god-level monk, Tang Zhen would never take it lightly, because every god had a means to suppress the bottom of the box.

If the trap set by the opponent is like the world of purple light, it is very likely to cause heavy damage to Tang Zhen.

Having just experienced a lifelong adventure of nine deaths, Tang Zhen couldn't make the same mistake again, and then decisively stopped tracking.

If the frenzied monk sets a trap, he will inevitably observe himself secretly and try to introduce himself into it.

If you find that you stop tracking, the other party will definitely jump out and provide new tracking clues.

If it is not, it proves that Tang Zhen's judgment is wrong, and he can still track it in the original way.

At most, it takes more time to reduce the chance of success, but it can avoid potential dangers.

What Tang Zhen needs to do is to make a name for himself in this death arena and let the residents of the city know himself.

The frenzied monk wanted to find himself, and he could do it easily.

Did not use the means of gods, the main thing is to avoid throwing grass and scaring snakes, and then I worry that there will be gods of the same level in this city.

If he was outside, Tang Zhen would certainly not be so cautious, but he had to be more careful when he was in the spiritual realm.

Only because of the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the spiritual realm, not only the outside gods have entered, but there are also many local gods.

These aboriginal gods are all cultivated by aboriginal people with immortal bodies. For some special reasons, they can only be regarded as false gods.

Although not a true god, but the strength is not weak, and it also has a quantitative advantage.

The objects Tang Zhen didn't want to provoke were these indigenous gods. Once they caused a group siege from the other party, his situation would become very dangerous.

If it is to provoke a truly powerful existence, such as the master of the spiritual world, it will be difficult to fly by then.

Fortunately, these aboriginal gods seldom talk to the foreign monks and don't provoke each other.

Tang Zhen had previously worried that the enemy would use the local gods to secretly calculate himself.

Especially when he discovered that the crazy monk's path was weird and even entered the super giant city, he became more vigilant.

"Be careful!"

A shout came from my ear, and countless thoughts disappeared without a trace.

Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the enemy rushing over, and raised the bronze dagger again.

"Go to hell!"

The sound of fighting in the ear disappeared instantly. At this moment, the whole world was only left with himself and the enemy.

At this moment, Tang Zhen only used pure physical strength, but the speed was still extremely fast.

The bronze dagger provoked a ray of cold light, dragging the bright red brilliance, and passing it across the closest duel.

A painful expression flashed across the other's hideous face, and those round eyes lost their luster in an instant.

The bronze dagger, sharpened by flesh and blood, burst out with a primitive light, and the murderous intent that had been sealed for many years was released again.

Under Tang Zhen's swing, the bronze dagger cut through the body of the second duelist, completely cutting off the vitality of the enemy.

Then came third, fourth, until the last enemy.

When the bronze dagger pierced the fifth duelist's body, Tang Zhen, who was as fast as lightning, finally stopped.

"Uh……"

The duelist stared at Tang Zhen, his eyes widened. He wanted to say something, but he greeted the bronze dagger that passed by.

"boom!"

At this moment, the disappearing voice reappeared, but it was still fighting and howling.

But in the next moment, it became silent again.

The duelists around were stunned by the scene in front of them, and they seemed to be unable to believe their eyes.

The five duelists who besieged Tang Zhen fell to the ground one after another, all of them suffered fatal blows.

Piercing the heart, breaking the throat, piercing the brain...

It was a bit too slow to blink, and the five powerful enemies were terminated by Tang Zhen in different ways.

Seeing this scene, the duelists suddenly shuddered, seeming to understand what a real death match is.

It's not that you stare at me and you slash me with a knife, but you can't predict the next moment in which way you will be terminated.

Although there is no fear of death, the fear and despair brought about by death still make the duelists feel terrified.

Looking at Tang Zhen, who slowly pulled out the bronze dagger and let the body fall to the ground, the duelists suddenly became unconfident.

If you fight against him, you should be killed by one blow, right?

In the minds of the duelers, such thoughts emerged, and the duels of the opposing camp subconsciously dodge aside.

This kind of behavior is shameful, but if it is not necessary, who is willing to take the initiative to die?

The duelists participating in the death match have all pressed themselves heavily, that is, they can survive to the end.

If Tang Zhen is killed, he will lose his money, which is really not worth it.

As the five enemy duels were beheaded, Tang Zhen was surrounded by nothing, and no enemy duels dared to approach.

The duelists of the same camp were extremely excited, roaring and attacking the enemy.

Tang Zhen killed five enemy generals in one move, which was tantamount to causing a fatal blow to the enemy.

In such an excellent situation, if you still can't win, it can only prove that they are all waste.

As for the hand-held bronze dagger, Tang Zhen, who is still standing still, has become the most special existence in the duel field.

He stood there, but no duelist dared to approach him, as if his surroundings were absolutely forbidden.

However, the constantly shrinking decisive battle circle forced the enemy duelist to move towards Tang Zhen's position.

Finally there were enemies who didn't believe in evil, who couldn't stand the uncomfortable atmosphere, and roared and attacked Tang Zhen.

Then the red light flashed, and the charging enemy fell to the ground, twitching a few times, and there was no sound.

Looking at the bloody bronze dagger, the enemy fell into silence, confirming that the five kills with one sword were not an illusion.

But at this moment, they had no choice, because the circle of decisive battles became smaller and smaller.

Without choice, he can only fight to the death and try to reverse the situation.

But everyone knows that with Tang Zhen here, there is very little chance of winning.

The stumped limbs fluttered, the fighting roar continued, and finally became silent.

The winning duels stood in the middle of a pile of corpses, shouting to the sky to celebrate the victory.

Only Tang Zhen remained silent, standing in the middle of the cheering duel, as if all this had nothing to do with him.