Chapter 159 Promise me one thing
The killing game officially begins.
"Fuck-"
As soon as the croupier finished speaking, a slave's throat was cut by someone around him. The blood spattered directly on the dealer's face, and he smiled and stuck out his tongue to taste it.
It was fishy and bitter, just as hard as his pitiful and miserable life.
In this jungle world where the weak eat the strong, only the strong deserve to enjoy the resources.
Slaves with sizes C and T instantly become the target of public criticism. They are the weakest and the easiest to be killed. As long as others die, they can live.
Xiang Huan was forced back step by step and could only barely resist the surging attacks.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced in the direction of Ding Shiliu.
Hey, where are the people?
He must have been killed!
hateful……
My mind felt restless for a moment. Although it was a flash of lightning, I was tightly grasped by my opponent.
The B-size slave fiercely inserted the sharp blade into his shoulder. Xiang Huan's right hand suddenly lost strength, and the weapon "clanged" and fell to the ground.
Damn, dead.
Xiang Huan's heart felt cold, and he was unwilling to give in. He hadn't rescued Xiaotian yet... He wanted to get out alive.
"Duang—"
A violent metallic buzzing sounded less than half an inch away from his neck.
Xiang Huan held his head in a daze.
The head is still on the neck and has not fallen off. He is not dead?
A cold voice drifted past my ears. Although it was weak, it was very familiar: "I can't even hold the sword. It's really embarrassing to the master."
Xiang Huan took a deep breath: "Senior Sister Jiang Hua?"
Jiang Hua responded with a cold snort, intercepted Hu's slave who wanted to assassinate him, and beat him back fiercely.
She was covered in blood, as if she were a doll fished out of a pool of blood. The moves were fierce and directed at the vital point, and a red lotus blossomed out of an inconspicuous narrow sword.
Lian Yun was elegant, but Jiang Hua's sword intent was chilling.
The size B slave suddenly screamed and had his wrist cut off abruptly.
Bai Li just took in this scene.
Her beautiful eyes did not hide her admiration at all. She was truly the well-deserved King of the Top 100 of Kongming Academy. Even if her opponent was several times stronger than her, she could still make a comeback.
But admiration was quickly replaced by anxiety.
Of the sixteen slaves, only one can survive in the end. Do they have to kill each other?
No, there must be another way.
At the same time, Jiang Hua's fierce appearance scared off others.
Those who wanted to pick up the soft persimmons were as silent as birds and beasts. It wasn't until everyone's eyes moved away that Jiang Hua couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Bai Li immediately rushed to support her, held Jiang Hua's pulse, and gently felt it.
His face suddenly changed: "How could this be so?"
Even if she had no medical skills, she could still detect abnormalities in her pulse.
There was no movement at all.
Only people who are dying have no pulse at all, right?
Jiang Hua suddenly grabbed Bai Li's wrist and shook her head slowly, signaling her not to say anything.
At the same time, a faint circle of light lit up on his wrist, and immortal energy continued to flow into Bai Li's body along his arm. Her pulse condition has been determined, and she is now at the end of her strength. If she continues to act recklessly, even the arrival of the Daluo Immortal will not be able to save her.
"Stop, you'll die!"
Jiang Hua held on tighter, breathing less in and out more, "Tell me your name."
Xiang Huan also noticed something strange and quickly checked Jiang Hua's pulse, then his face suddenly turned pale. It was obvious that the senior sister was in trouble. Her vitality had long been cut off. She had just gathered her strength to resist the fatal blow for him, but there was no way to save her.
Jiang Hua's eyes flashed with tears: "Tell me..."
"Bai Li, my name is Bai Li!"
"Junior sister Bai, I have a favor for you..." Jiang Hua was so angry that Bai Li could only lean down and listen. After biting her ear, her eyes suddenly widened.
Jiang Hua: "Promise me...promise me..." "I promise you!"
Jiang Hua used her last bit of strength to force out a smile, and the corners of her eyes dropped.
Bai Li's face was frighteningly dark.
His eyes glanced at Xiang Huan intentionally or unintentionally, and he stayed in place, with an inexplicable coldness trembling from the soles of his feet, as if an evil spirit was leaning over and was about to be dragged into the eighteenth level of hell.
What a scary look.
Who is this Junior Sister Bai Li?
No one answered. Bai Li quickly looked away. When he looked at everyone on the field, his eyes no longer had any warmth.
"Senior Brother Xiang, I will help you leave."
Xiang Huan: "?"
Before he could react, Bai Li had already moved. She jumped into the air, and suddenly the sky was like a thunderbolt, and dark clouds quickly covered the Colosseum.
"Why did it suddenly get dark? What happened?"
"What the hell."
Suddenly, a purple lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck the woman in mid-air. The woman's hairpin cracked, three thousand black hair exploded randomly, and thunder and lightning continued to surge on the square inch of skin.
"It's a thunder element cultivator!"
Everyone screamed wildly, practicing the thunder element is like fighting for one's life in the gate of hell, but once it is perfected, it will definitely be the king who dominates all parties.
Who dares to disobey the laws of heaven?
"Thunder, breaking——"
Bai Li raised her slender fingers, then dropped them hard. Fourteen other figures fell to the ground at the same time, letting out shrill wails.
Only then did Xiang Huan realize that the Colosseum was filled with thousands of threads, tightly entwining everyone. After the power is turned on, no one can escape Bai Li's grasp.
How could she do it?
In a blink of an eye, she could weave a tight and tight net, and effortlessly trap a master who was a hundred times stronger than her?
Impossible, unless she is—
"Array Master! You are Uncle Wan's apprentice!"
Xiang Huan suddenly realized that no wonder Jiang Hua dared to entrust his life to Bai Li, whom he had only met a few times. She had long discovered that Bai Li was good at formations and was the disciple of Wan Qing, the formation master of Kongming Academy. And his lover is Wan Qing's only daughter, Wan Tiantian!
The smell of burning lingers in the air.
The dark clouds dispersed, and everyone else turned into scorched earth and drifted away in the wind.
There were only two people left on the field, Bai Li and Xiang Huan, both of whom were T-shaped contestants.
When did T-size become so domineering? !
There was silence.
Deathly silence.
With one move, he can easily kill everyone instantly with just one move. Is this something a T-shaped waste can do?
She, Ding Shiliu, is a waste, aren't they even worse than waste?
"Ding Shiliu! Ding Shiliu!"
One after another, everyone burst into fanatical calls, and there was no longer any suspense in this battle.
As long as the last head is cut off, she will be free.
There are even many forces that are ready to move and prepare to recruit this person into their ranks first. If we can bring this person back, why worry about the gang not being strong in the future? If you dare to seize the territory, I will strike you to death in one day!
The envious person looked jealously at the person who bet on Ding Shiliu's victory.
He bets a thousand, and the odds are 1:20, which means he can win cents!
Twenty thousand!
Grandma, what kind of bullshit luck!
In the Colosseum, Bai Li slowly walked towards Xiang Huan. Picking up the long sword he dropped on the ground, he stuffed it back into Xiang Huan's palm.
"Kill me and you can get out."
Xiang Huan smiled bitterly. Originally, he was unwilling to die because Xiaotian had not been rescued yet. But now Bai Li is more talented, more powerful, and more ruthless than him, and is a better candidate to save people. He shouldn't be selfish.
But when he didn't move, Bai Li took the initiative.
He grabbed the hilt of the sword and stabbed himself hard.
"puff--"
Everyone was shocked again. Is Ding Shiliu crazy? She is committing suicide!
The killing game officially begins.
"Fuck-"
As soon as the croupier finished speaking, a slave's throat was cut by someone around him. The blood spattered directly on the dealer's face, and he smiled and stuck out his tongue to taste it.
It was fishy and bitter, just as hard as his pitiful and miserable life.
In this jungle world where the weak eat the strong, only the strong deserve to enjoy the resources.
Slaves with sizes C and T instantly become the target of public criticism. They are the weakest and the easiest to be killed. As long as others die, they can live.
Xiang Huan was forced back step by step and could only barely resist the surging attacks.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced in the direction of Ding Shiliu.
Hey, where are the people?
He must have been killed!
hateful……
My mind felt restless for a moment. Although it was a flash of lightning, I was tightly grasped by my opponent.
The B-size slave fiercely inserted the sharp blade into his shoulder. Xiang Huan's right hand suddenly lost strength, and the weapon "clanged" and fell to the ground.
Damn, dead.
Xiang Huan's heart felt cold, and he was unwilling to give in. He hadn't rescued Xiaotian yet... He wanted to get out alive.
"Duang—"
A violent metallic buzzing sounded less than half an inch away from his neck.
Xiang Huan held his head in a daze.
The head is still on the neck and has not fallen off. He is not dead?
A cold voice drifted past my ears. Although it was weak, it was very familiar: "I can't even hold the sword. It's really embarrassing to the master."
Xiang Huan took a deep breath: "Senior Sister Jiang Hua?"
Jiang Hua responded with a cold snort, intercepted Hu's slave who wanted to assassinate him, and beat him back fiercely.
She was covered in blood, as if she were a doll fished out of a pool of blood. The moves were fierce and directed at the vital point, and a red lotus blossomed out of an inconspicuous narrow sword.
Lian Yun was elegant, but Jiang Hua's sword intent was chilling.
The size B slave suddenly screamed and had his wrist cut off abruptly.
Bai Li just took in this scene.
Her beautiful eyes did not hide her admiration at all. She was truly the well-deserved King of the Top 100 of Kongming Academy. Even if her opponent was several times stronger than her, she could still make a comeback.
But admiration was quickly replaced by anxiety.
Of the sixteen slaves, only one can survive in the end. Do they have to kill each other?
No, there must be another way.
At the same time, Jiang Hua's fierce appearance scared off others.
Those who wanted to pick up the soft persimmons were as silent as birds and beasts. It wasn't until everyone's eyes moved away that Jiang Hua couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Bai Li immediately rushed to support her, held Jiang Hua's pulse, and gently felt it.
His face suddenly changed: "How could this be so?"
Even if she had no medical skills, she could still detect abnormalities in her pulse.
There was no movement at all.
Only people who are dying have no pulse at all, right?
Jiang Hua suddenly grabbed Bai Li's wrist and shook her head slowly, signaling her not to say anything.
At the same time, a faint circle of light lit up on his wrist, and immortal energy continued to flow into Bai Li's body along his arm. Her pulse condition has been determined, and she is now at the end of her strength. If she continues to act recklessly, even the arrival of the Daluo Immortal will not be able to save her.
"Stop, you'll die!"
Jiang Hua held on tighter, breathing less in and out more, "Tell me your name."
Xiang Huan also noticed something strange and quickly checked Jiang Hua's pulse, then his face suddenly turned pale. It was obvious that the senior sister was in trouble. Her vitality had long been cut off. She had just gathered her strength to resist the fatal blow for him, but there was no way to save her.
Jiang Hua's eyes flashed with tears: "Tell me..."
"Bai Li, my name is Bai Li!"
"Junior sister Bai, I have a favor for you..." Jiang Hua was so angry that Bai Li could only lean down and listen. After biting her ear, her eyes suddenly widened.
Jiang Hua: "Promise me...promise me..." "I promise you!"
Jiang Hua used her last bit of strength to force out a smile, and the corners of her eyes dropped.
Bai Li's face was frighteningly dark.
His eyes glanced at Xiang Huan intentionally or unintentionally, and he stayed in place, with an inexplicable coldness trembling from the soles of his feet, as if an evil spirit was leaning over and was about to be dragged into the eighteenth level of hell.
What a scary look.
Who is this Junior Sister Bai Li?
No one answered. Bai Li quickly looked away. When he looked at everyone on the field, his eyes no longer had any warmth.
"Senior Brother Xiang, I will help you leave."
Xiang Huan: "?"
Before he could react, Bai Li had already moved. She jumped into the air, and suddenly the sky was like a thunderbolt, and dark clouds quickly covered the Colosseum.
"Why did it suddenly get dark? What happened?"
"What the hell."
Suddenly, a purple lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck the woman in mid-air. The woman's hairpin cracked, three thousand black hair exploded randomly, and thunder and lightning continued to surge on the square inch of skin.
"It's a thunder element cultivator!"
Everyone screamed wildly, practicing the thunder element is like fighting for one's life in the gate of hell, but once it is perfected, it will definitely be the king who dominates all parties.
Who dares to disobey the laws of heaven?
"Thunder, breaking——"
Bai Li raised her slender fingers, then dropped them hard. Fourteen other figures fell to the ground at the same time, letting out shrill wails.
Only then did Xiang Huan realize that the Colosseum was filled with thousands of threads, tightly entwining everyone. After the power is turned on, no one can escape Bai Li's grasp.
How could she do it?
In a blink of an eye, she could weave a tight and tight net, and effortlessly trap a master who was a hundred times stronger than her?
Impossible, unless she is—
"Array Master! You are Uncle Wan's apprentice!"
Xiang Huan suddenly realized that no wonder Jiang Hua dared to entrust his life to Bai Li, whom he had only met a few times. She had long discovered that Bai Li was good at formations and was the disciple of Wan Qing, the formation master of Kongming Academy. And his lover is Wan Qing's only daughter, Wan Tiantian!
The smell of burning lingers in the air.
The dark clouds dispersed, and everyone else turned into scorched earth and drifted away in the wind.
There were only two people left on the field, Bai Li and Xiang Huan, both of whom were T-shaped contestants.
When did T-size become so domineering? !
There was silence.
Deathly silence.
With one move, he can easily kill everyone instantly with just one move. Is this something a T-shaped waste can do?
She, Ding Shiliu, is a waste, aren't they even worse than waste?
"Ding Shiliu! Ding Shiliu!"
One after another, everyone burst into fanatical calls, and there was no longer any suspense in this battle.
As long as the last head is cut off, she will be free.
There are even many forces that are ready to move and prepare to recruit this person into their ranks first. If we can bring this person back, why worry about the gang not being strong in the future? If you dare to seize the territory, I will strike you to death in one day!
The envious person looked jealously at the person who bet on Ding Shiliu's victory.
He bets a thousand, and the odds are 1:20, which means he can win cents!
Twenty thousand!
Grandma, what kind of bullshit luck!
In the Colosseum, Bai Li slowly walked towards Xiang Huan. Picking up the long sword he dropped on the ground, he stuffed it back into Xiang Huan's palm.
"Kill me and you can get out."
Xiang Huan smiled bitterly. Originally, he was unwilling to die because Xiaotian had not been rescued yet. But now Bai Li is more talented, more powerful, and more ruthless than him, and is a better candidate to save people. He shouldn't be selfish.
But when he didn't move, Bai Li took the initiative.
He grabbed the hilt of the sword and stabbed himself hard.
"puff--"
Everyone was shocked again. Is Ding Shiliu crazy? She is committing suicide!
