The sun was blazing and the air was humid and dull, as is always the case in temperate summers.
But when compared with the crazy sea of people shouting enthusiastically, this scorching temperature is nothing worth mentioning.
The arena actually originated from the empire, but this highly entertaining competition system has also been very popular in Yama.
It's just that the empire uses slaves or guilty reformers, but in Yama the contestants are elite descendants from major families.
Not everyone is qualified to step into Yama's largest arena.
Only those warriors whose strength is truly recognized can enjoy the spotlight here.
Every time the arena is opened, it will attract a large number of Yama people.
Although most of them are just ordinary people, this does not dampen their enthusiasm at all.
As time went by, this type of competition eventually became a grand gathering of Yama.
People enjoyed the visual feast, and major families used it to demonstrate their strength.
When 25 warriors with different attires and different expressions stepped through the blood-stained passage and entered the large arena in their own place, they were greeted by the thundering cheers of the crowd.
They represent 25 families and also represent the strongest combat power level of the younger generation of Yama.
They will defeat all opponents in the cruel arena and win the final victory under the spotlight of everyone.
No rules are the rules of the arena.
All skills and tactics that can be used will be fully released here.
In such a cruel duel, the person who can stand to the end is the undoubted winner.
Warm cheers and applause filled every corner of the venue, igniting every contestant's enthusiasm for victory.
This is their stage, the best stage for these proud people who are eager to prove themselves.
Fan stared expressionlessly at the crazy crowd in the stands, listening to the noisy and enthusiastic cheers in his ears.
He had no sense of belonging, nor was he even remotely ignited by the enthusiastic cheers.
Because he knew that among these cheers, almost none was given to him.
He was a "notorious" angel of death, coming from a cold-blooded organization that even the most tolerant Yama could not tolerate.
"Kill that angel of death" cheers similar to this were the most frequent sounds in his ears.
At this time, Fancai finally realized that Byron had sacrificed too much to achieve the final victory.
At least when it came to selecting contestants, Byron had almost lost the support of the people.
But these have nothing to do with him.
If this is the task assigned to him by Byron, all they need is to complete it just like in the Angel of Death.
Maybe this can't be called a task, it might be more appropriate to call it a transaction.
Byron used Brahman, and Brahman used Byron.
"Fan, if you really can't make it to the end, you must give up immediately.
As for the chronic poison in your body, I will find a way to remove it for you."
Angelil's last reminder before the game somehow broke into Van's thoughts.
"Give up" Fan whispered softly.
"Ha."
He suddenly laughed, his smile was calm but sarcastic.
He will live and conquer all enemies.
If these are the real powers of Yama, then for Brahman, he is a little disappointed, or rather, very disappointed.
Da, da, da.
With steady steps, he finally walked out of the dark passage, and the true appearance of Yama's largest arena finally came into his sight.
The huge stadium contains almost all complex terrains, woods, mountains, miniature valleys, etc.
They will not be provided with any supplies until the last winner is born.
Trial of Survival.
This is the best word that Fan can think of to describe it, but compared with the real trial of survival, this is not worth mentioning at all.
Kaka.
Fan carefully loaded all the guns, then opened their safety guards, then sorted out the ammunition he carried, and placed a few special sniper bullets in the most suitable positions.
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Then he almost disappeared into the depths of the forest in the blink of an eye.
For him, entering the battle in an instant has long been instinctive.
He was lurking and curled up in the lush tree canopy, his body completely covered by the dark robe.
Under the shadow of the lush branches and leaves, he seemed to be integrated with the environment, and the scorching heat could not affect him at all.
Under a tree not far away from him, he casually threw a bullet.
The bullet's position flickered, neither obvious nor completely hidden.
This bullet is enough to lure those "careful" prey.
Yes, it's prey.
From the moment he steps into this arena, all others will eventually become his prey.
No one is exempt.
The battle not far away had already begun, with deafening cheers from the audience.
Brahman, on the other hand, is like a statue sitting still, and no external objects can affect him.
And when time passed slowly, he, who had been huddled under the tree canopy, finally opened his eyes gently.
Finally, someone took the bait.
Fan slid down the tree canopy silently.
Under the scorching sun, the forest was filled with noisy insects, and all footsteps and breathing sounds were perfectly covered up by all the noise.
But for Brahman, who has the ability to perceive, these are not problems that bother him.
A figure with a strong body and a bear's stride marched boldly through the lush woods.
His right hand clasped the lightsaber tightly.
His solid body was ready to launch an attack at any time.
The most eye-catching thing was that , carrying a huge heavy shield behind him.
He moved slowly, and in the palm of his left hand, he gently held a thick bullet.
He made no secret of his figure, and even deliberately exposed himself, because he didn't care at all.
Just because he has extremely strong confidence in his own strength, in fact, for every contestant, they firmly believe that the person who can reach the end will be themselves.
So when he finally waited for the attack from his opponent, instead of being nervous, he became excited.
Bang The deafening gunfire completely overwhelmed all the sounds in the forest and officially opened the prelude to this brutal battle
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