The Great World

"Both players Zhang Jian and Cheng Xuan come from the same institution."

Burn the mouth to sort out the information that I read yesterday.

Every commentary needs to be prepared in advance, you are not required to write it down, at least you can say it briefly on the day.

Let the audience know roughly, "Oh, that's how it is."

Even if a parrot evolves into a source beast, his memory is not as terrifying as a beast master, and most of them are almost the same as ordinary people.

The scalding mouth is just an ordinary source beast parrot.

But he never slackened.

Just the night before the start of today's game, he looked at the information for the entire night.

Rest for an hour before the start of the game and adjust the state.

Of course, Yuan Beast's physical fitness far exceeds that of human beings.

Burning mouth stayed up all night, but now my mental state is better.

"This year, three participants from Donghua University have entered the top ten.

So, who can represent Donghua Academy to challenge the championship? "

In the eyes of the scalding mouth.

Cheng Xuan should have a high winning percentage.

This family background puts her above everyone else.

It can almost be said to be a transcendent existence.

I have watched the previous game video.

In the beginning, there was a sense of disharmony in the knife skills of the Chef Demon.

With one game after another.

The knife technique is becoming more and more rounded and more casual.

Send and receive handily.

The Chef Demon is about to incorporate his own Dao into the sword technique.

If it is integrated, I am afraid that only Chen Xian can defeat her.

The reason why it should be.

Zhang Jian can't be seen through the hot mouth.

This person.

The background is average, and there is no support behind it.

The quality of the source beasts is also extremely fast at the same level, and even some geniuses are far behind.

Even some of the source beasts that have been cultivating with source cores are not growing as fast and solidly as the Thunderwing Crown Alligator.

That's such a person.

He has a calm temper and a more delicate appearance, but his mother doesn't grow up according to common sense.

People have to be curious.

The battle against Hill was amazing.

He had already calculated that he would be entangled by the vines arranged by Hill in advance, and let his source beast cut off his calf.

I have to say that he is a ruthless person.

Strong when it is strong, weak when it is weak.

This is the hot mouth view.

Burning mouth is not sure, it is because of his views on Zhang Jian.

The sky above the playing field began to freeze.

【Ancient Battlefield】

Broken spears and swords can be seen everywhere in the vast land, and the metal decay on them brings a grandeur of time.

Just looking at the screen picture, you can feel a sense of killing rolling.

The metal ground cracked from it and shrank quickly to the sides.

From the low pitch black to a hollow, a continent slowly rose up.

en route.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of rust makes it difficult to breathe, just like a duck with its neck strangled.

This time, the audience was shocked.

Dumbfounded!

What kind of picture is that.

The thin white misty mist has gathered for a long time, wandering over the dark red soil.

Seen from the perspective of the audience, the 10,000-meter dark red earth looked like a **** hell, like a short knife piercing the eyes.

Ancient battlefield.

The ancient meat grinder, the real land of Shura!

The hot mouth was also taken aback.

Reacted immediately.

"It seems that the luck of the two players is really bad."

Tanzui was once fortunate to witness the real ancient battlefield.

Only blood and death belong there.

Once you step on the ancient battlefield and want to come out, you can only bathe in blood and crown him as Purgatory Shura.

In short, no matter whether it is a human or a source beast, they can only move forward and keep killing them!

Go to the end, fight all the way out, leave the place where the ancient battlefield is located, and then return to normal.

Those who can come out will end countless creatures in their hands.

Although this is not a real ancient battlefield.

But I am afraid there is also a bit of power.

The emperor penguin's lazy posture has changed abruptly, and a touch of caution flashes in his eyes, "I feel a breath from it, the breath of a real ancient battlefield."

Burn your mouth and breathe in the air-conditioning.

"I'm afraid today, the death of the source beast will happen again.

Remind the protection personnel in advance, remember to be highly concentrated, and always prepare to save the players. "

Hearing the words of the hot mouth and the emperor penguin through the microphone, the audience also realized the importance of the matter.

It hasn't waited for them to discuss.

The countdown to the game has ended.

Two metal doors reflected faint light, and slowly opened.

Re-engraved ancient battlefield.

Standing on the playing field, the oncoming killing intent seemed to be a sharp arrow, which made him feel terrified.

After a pause of ten seconds, Zhang Jian stepped out and formally stepped into the ancient battlefield.

Cheng Xuan on the opposite side was extremely uncomfortable.

This kind of suffocation made her want to hide back into the depths of her soul.

Her face was pale.

As the only daughter of the Cheng family, she has never faced such a scene.

Suddenly in a trance.

A minute later, she gritted her teeth and stepped into the ancient battlefield.

...

The dark red soil has a special texture.

Stepping on it through the shoes is like stepping on cotton, but strangely, it has a substantial feeling.

brush--

Zhang Jian summoned slave soldiers.

Turn on the pineal gland.

"Um?"

His face changed slightly.

Something is eroding my spirit.

It is very subtle and can be ignored.

Looking at the blood all around.

Zhang Jian thinks it is best to be cautious.

"Slave soldiers?"

The slave soldier stood there, as if thinking.

The body is like a cold sculpture, as if it has lost its vitality.

The slave soldier woke up from contemplation, turned his head, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"I used to pursue martial arts here."

Good feeling of secondary school.

Zhang Jian said inwardly.

"This is now called the Ancient Battlefield. What was it called before?" Zhang Jian remained motionless. "Will there be danger before, such as not entering the living?"

"Before, it was called Shura Hell.

The martial artist seeks the most end of the martial arts.

There will be no danger.

There is an intangible special thing inside, this kind of thing will interfere with reason, make the living body become thinking confusion, only knows to kill.

However, killing can really improve martial arts. "

When speaking, the slave soldier's facial expression was relaxed, as if he was enjoying it.

Also, when he wakes up again, he faces a new and unknown world.

Coming to a familiar and unfamiliar place is not without a lot of nostalgia.

After listening to the words of the slave soldiers, Zhang Jian thought in his heart as he walked.

The slave soldiers have made rapid progress, and they have all learned to use the term life body.

Pseudo. Revisit the old place.

Although this is a re-enactment of the image of the ancient battlefield, since it is a re-enactment, it shows that the real ancient battlefield exists in reality.

Here comes the problem.

Why is the age of the slave soldiers not recorded in human history?

A flying machine based on the skateboard style of that mysterious man.

It may be in super civilization and modern civilization.

As for what happened, which led to a direct fault, it is unknown.

The ancient battlefield is not a single map.

There are a lot of hills and dead trees.

The hills are also dark red, consistent with the ground.

At the same time, it is relatively high, hills of six or seven meters can be seen everywhere, and more than ten meters high are everywhere.

The shape of the dead wood is strange, like a twisted human shape, making the scalp numb.

Especially the blood in the bark lines on the surface is shocking.

Zhang Jian paid attention to the surroundings and talked with the slave soldiers.

Although it is not the time to talk about this now, he is just curious.

"Do you have any improvement in martial arts here?"

"Not much improvement.

Saying that this is a martial arts holy land, it is actually a large meat grinder.

In order to survive, I will constantly stimulate my instinct..."