On the other side.

Outside the city.

The body of the demon spider was buried deep underground.

"Death" and the long-haired man stood quietly on a rock.

"I know what it looks like at the age of seventeen or eighteen."

"Fisting, swords, swords, and bronze hands, aren't they? I've recorded it. People with this ability are easy to identify." said the long-haired man.

"Death" looks out at the city from afar.

"I'm going to kill him, I need his soul, and something in him."

"Death" said anxiously.

"Don't worry, everyone with the title is checking problems in the city, so I can't give you the people in the city - we want to find targets outside the city." The long-haired man said slowly.

suddenly.

A flash of void.

A few people fell down.

"Is this the city that must be fought?" said one person.

"Yes, its law is 'win'. Only by constantly 'winning' can you stay in the city, enjoy the protection of many laws, and even obtain the holy name." Another said.

"It took a lot of effort to teleport over. This time I must earn back the capital." said the third person.

"At least you have to earn a suitable weapon." The first person who spoke said.

As they spoke, their eyes fell on the city together.

No one noticed that the god of death and the long-haired man were standing beside them.

——They can't see these two beings at all.

"Let's go into the city." The second person who spoke said.

Just finished speaking—

The long-haired man stretched out his hand and pointed.

One of them suddenly looked dazed and his body was shaking.

"He is dead, and now his body is yours." said the long-haired man.

The god of death nodded, jumped forward, and hugged the man.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Two companions asked about concern.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm just a little excited." The man suddenly woke up and said.

"Let's go."

"good."

The three of them walked towards the city together.

The long-haired man nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and then disappeared.

...

There are rings everywhere.

Wu Xiaode took a random walk around, then found a ring, sat on a bench under the ring, and watched the battle silently.

According to the computer below, the two players who are fighting on it are both players with B font sizes.

After looking at it for a while, he gradually felt a little relieved in his heart.

It turns out that the professions in the B level are about 10 to 15 points professions in the soul power level.

At this level, some powers that cannot be understood in conventional combat can already be used.

But when it comes to the battle itself—

How many professionals have a solid foundation for fighting?

Awakening people like Li Kunlun set conditions for themselves early on that "once they awaken, they must first awaken their memory."

So Li Kunlun will probably gradually recover his combat power.

Others do not have the systematic and superb power usage skills and must explore it slowly by themselves.

——This is different from yourself.

I have obtained the teaching of the spirit and gained a complete set of knowledge, skills and experience. Just walk step by step and it will be natural.

Seriously speaking, these professions should not be their opponents in combat skills.

Plus death skills.

——Three soul power is also worth a battle!

At this time, the two of them finished fighting on the ring, jumped off the ring and left each.

Wu Xiaode walked forward and continued to stick the number plate on the computer's sensing area.

A few lines of words popped up on the computer screen:

“Pairing successfully.”

"There are 5 professionals in B-type to challenge you, and you can choose your opponent now."

Wu Xiaode chose a random one.

Swish-

A woman suddenly appeared on the ring.

"He's a handsome brother." The woman smiled.

"Hello sister." Wu Xiaode jumped onto the ring and saluted.

"You'll be gentler later. It's so scary that my sister will hurt." The woman said, taking out the nunchaku from behind.

Wu Xiaode touched his waist and suddenly remembered that Zhenguo's sword was broken.

He had no choice but to put on the black boxing gloves.

"I'll do it first?" the woman asked.

"Please." Wu Xiaodedao.

The woman leaped and rushed towards him, and the nunchaku in her hand danced into two afterimages.

Wu Xiaode used his fist to stop the opponent's seven or eight consecutive swings, and jumped back several meters with the momentum.

The two of them set apart.

Wu Xiaode suddenly looked down.

I saw his fist being sealed by a layer of frost.

"Elemental attachment?" he said in surprise.

"That's right," the woman smiled, and was about to continue speaking, suddenly a flame rose from her nunchaku.

She quickly shook her sticks and put out the flames with frost.

"Elemental Gloves - It seems that there is still a fight in this game, stinky brother." The woman said.

As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed up again.

Wu Xiaode's single-handed training target was a one-eyed giant. Although he often died, his reaction ability and response speed were far superior to ordinary people.

At this time, he had adapted to the opponent's attack and immediately found the opponent's gap, took a step forward, and threw a blow from his fist and hit the woman's arm directly.

The woman couldn't stand the impulse brought by this punch, and took a few steps before she stood up with her arms covering her arms.

"No more fight."

The woman said.

"Ah?" Wu Xiaode suddenly stopped.

"Your strength is far greater than me. I don't want to be injured and lose my combat power, so let's end it." The woman shouted to the machine in the audience: "I admit defeat!"

"Thank you." Wu Xiaodedao.

He could understand the other party.

Because if you are seriously injured, you will not be able to participate in the arena battle.

It takes time to recover from injuries.

If you lose your combat power, you can only spend it in the city, watch the time pass by day and finally go to the world of death.

Swish-
To be continued...