At this moment, in the corner of the Colosseum, a slight trembling trembled. Soon, a thin figure slowly climbed up from the sand. His movements were very stiff, and his lifeless eyes were scanning the whole audience. The man moved slowly, and all his joints seemed to be frozen by something. When he walked forward, he was slow and laborious.

This person's face was pale, and there was a shocking wound on his neck. You could see the wound turning outwards, and you could even see the thick white bones inside his neck. The outside of the wound was red, and even the outermost skin was a little white. A large amount of sand was stained on the wound. This was clearly a corpse that had been dead for a long time. No matter from any aspect, this was not a living person.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.

The middle-aged man, the woman Yuan Dongyun, the fat man, including all the spectators on the left and right stands, were silent, staring blankly at the person who suddenly stood up from the pile of sand. No, to be precise, it should be a corpse.

This person is the thin man around Huang Yuchen, the person who was completely frightened by the atmosphere of the Colosseum, the person who threw helpless eyes at Huang Yuchen. He was already dead at that time, and died under Huang Yuchen's nose. He was killed by the middle-aged man who killed God and cut his throat with a knife. The knife almost cut off his neck, and a large amount of blood gushed out. Such injuries were impossible for anyone to survive.

There are many contestants who have no sense of existence in the battle in the Colosseum, but the young waiter did not announce which people in all teams are. Perhaps no one knows who this thin person is except the people in their team. And now there are only three people who can stand on the field, none of them are teammates of the thin person.

According to the announcement of the young waiter before, except for Giant and Huang Yuchen, who formed an independent team, the rest of the people came from various departments. They naturally formed a group and agreed to the outside world. No one knew which department this thin person came from.

After the thin man came out of the pile of sand, he stood there for a moment before he raised his head, touched the huge wound on his neck with an equally pale hand, and then grinned. The smile was strange and strange, as if it had reduced the temperature on the field a lot. The middle-aged man's killing god turned to look at this person. He had been trembling on Gu Jing Wubo's face at this moment, which was something he had not expected. Who would have thought that 40% of the people could still stand up. How should such an enemy be dealt with? Cut into meat paste?

"I'll emphasize it again." At this moment, the voice of the young waiter came into everyone's ears again: "The rules of the Colosseum are that not everyone dies. The first place can win. We must ensure that everyone has lost their combat power. The last person who still has combat power is the winner." The smile on the young waiter's face was still bright. He glanced at the thin person with a strange smile and said again: "There are still people who are not dead on the field now, but now they have lost their combat power. I will no longer include them among the contestants. But if these people resurrect during your battle, they can continue to join the battle at any time, and I will not say anything more."

"In other words, you can all understand. I will give you a notice just now. It is just that the person who still has combat power on the field, not the person who is still alive on the field. The fourth person who suddenly appears is a combat power, so he is still one of the contestants. If other people who still have combat power on the field have recovered their combat power, they can continue to participate in the battle until the last person who still has combat power remains. The battle will end." The young waiter explained his words again with a bright smile, then looked around the audience, stopped talking, raised his hand, and signaled everyone in the field to continue.

The explanation of the young waiter this time made the three people on the field frown. This short sentence of the young waiter showed several meanings.

First, this battle is not about killing everyone, but about trying to make everyone lose their combat effectiveness; of course, the easiest way to make others lose their combat effectiveness is to kill them, but seeing the thin person standing up behind, this explanation has a different direction.

Secondly, the words of the young waiter can be understood in this way. Whether he has lost his vitality or not is still fighting power is two different meanings. In other words, this thin person who stands up may no longer have vitality, but he can still fight. This statement is incredible, but it is a reality that everyone has to face now.

Third, in the field, after the natural disaster and the fight, there were still people who were dead. They were likely to recover in the subsequent battle process. In other words, even if the four people on the field decide the final winner, they are likely to face those who are not dead and stand up again. If they want to completely end the battle, they not only have to defeat all the enemies standing up, but also check the bodies that seem to be lifeless, so as not to be hit by sudden attacks behind them.

The words of the young waiter made the already very clear behavior confusing again. The second natural disaster just came. After the second natural disaster, there were only three living people who could stand on the field, but seven natural disasters were prepared in the rules. Why?

This question is now answered. They not only have to fight, but also search the entire battlefield. In the process of searching the entire battlefield, they also pay attention to the passage of time, because every quarter of an hour, a new natural disaster will come, and the power and range will become greater.

This invisibly increased the difficulty of winning this Colosseum. Even the most powerful Killing God in the field couldn't help but frown. This rule seemed to make people die. Perhaps the lord of Chunhu Yongcheng had no intention of letting anyone go out alive. Or in other words, he had no intention of giving anyone freedom at all. This Colosseum competition was just entertainment from beginning to end, in order to relieve the depressed emotions in some people.

The sudden appearance of thin people made everyone feel a strangeness and fear from the depths of their souls. After a long period of silence in the field, the calm was finally broken through the words of another spectator.

The spectator said: "What are the odds now for this new person?"

The voices of discussion immediately spread out, and the staff of the Colosseum adjusted the odds of everyone on the field as soon as possible. The more the new person made the spectators feel strange, his odds were about higher, which set off another betting trend. They seemed to have forgotten the strange feeling brought to them by thin people. Everything in the field was not as important as the betting in their hands.

The middle-aged man of the God of Killing frowned slightly, and the woman Yuan Dongyun's eyes were solemn, but the fat man who had already fought for life and death on the side lit up. He originally felt that he was dead, but suddenly a variable appeared, making him feel that he could save him again. The fat man looked at this strange thin person and his mind began to turn quickly.

After a while, the fat man began to move slowly. His position was actually the farthest from the thin man. Directly opposite him was the middle-aged man of the Killing God and the giant corpse under his feet. On the other side was the female Killing God Yuan Dongyun. At this moment, the fat man's target was the thin man who had just stood up. He slowly moved his body to the edge of the Colosseum, then pressed against the wall, stepped on the raised sand dunes on the ground, and moved little by little towards the thin man.

At this moment, the God of Killing was considering the subsequent countermeasures, and he was indifferent to the fat man's movement. In his heart, he was happy to see someone touching this strange person. The more information he could get, the more beneficial it would be to the subsequent actions.

The fat man slowly moved his body, and he naturally had his own ideas. The relationship between the killing god and the female killing god was not ordinary. He used to be in the same department. If he started a fight, the first target would definitely not be each other, but the fat man himself. Now a variable has appeared. Of course, he hopes to pull this person into his camp to resist the two killing gods.

The mound of sand under his feet was pushed out by the strong shock wave of natural disasters just now. During the movement, the fat man paid attention to his feet and saw many pieces of his body, broken leather armor and broken weapons. He even saw a few familiar faces, some of which were from his own team, and some from other teams he knew well, and without exception, these people had all died of death.

The fat man moved forward carefully. The closer he got to the God of Killing, the more nervous he became. He knew the ability of the God of Killing. There were variables on the field. He didn't plan to fight against the God of Killing head-on now. At this moment, he still had fantasies whether he could finally win the Colosseum through other methods. Until the fat man slowly walked past the God of Killing, the God of Killing had not looked at him, he slowly breathed out, and then jumped off the sand dune, preparing to run directly to the thin person.

At this moment, he saw a familiar face in the sand dune. His eyes were closed, his lower body was buried in heavy sand, and his neck was covered with blood. One hand was still covering the wound on his neck tightly, and his face was pale.

The fat man recognized the master of this face at the first time. Who else could he be if he was not Huang Yuchen? At this moment, Huang Yuchen was lying quietly in the sand dunes, without a breath, as if he had completely committed suicide.

A sneer rose in the fat man's heart, looked at Huang Yuchen, then jumped down the sand dune and rushed to the thin person.
Chapter completed!