Alien planets, above the vast plains.

The breeze blows by, setting off a wave of green, rising and falling, and exuding a surging vitality.

Allen stood on the ring No. 005, looking bored at the fierce battle on the other rings, with a little confused expression.

Even, he yawned lazily.

Of course, this does not mean that he has not had enough rest, just because the sunshine is just right today, shining on him warmly, as if a feather gently stroked his nose, making him unconsciously lazy.

This feeling is like the sunny afternoon sunshine, not strong, but it seems like mellow old, with a bit of a slight intoxication.

This feeling makes people intoxicated, as if it is a sleeping dream, making people willing to wake up.

Allen has even considered whether to lie down and enjoy this wonderful time.

After all, although this are made of earth, stone, and steel, Alan, who has a powerful physique that is comparable to the silver-level warrior, doesn't care about these coldness.

It can even be said that in such weather, this slightly coolness makes people feel more comfortable.

However, in the end, Allen's idea still failed.

Because, he had already felt a somewhat evil and charming aura approaching.

This feeling is like millions of cold-blooded poisonous snakes walking on him, all cold and smooth, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Open your eyes and look in such a strange direction.

Allen saw the challenger who came to find him.

An elf with dark skin and strange purple-red patterns dotted on it.

Drow elves, the dominant force group in the dark area.

Seeing this, Allen's calm expression began to change, and laziness and leisure were dissipated between his eyebrows, and replaced by sharpness, firmness, and caution.

He wasn't afraid or afraid of this group.

After all, although the Drow Elves are strong, their own power is only the dominant force in the dark area, and their open strength can basically be said to be without.

With the strength of the Shuguang Empire, even if both of them face Alan, they are sure that one of them will never suffer any losses.

Even if you enter the dark area and fight with the opponent, this fact will not change with the support of your home court advantage.

The reason why he changed his expression was because he was very familiar with the guy opposite him.

Because, this drow elf is one of the culprits in the hands of previous contestants in the Empire.

"In the first round, there were only nine winners in total."

"But I didn't expect that there were so many despicable males in it."

"I'm very curious, but they are just a group of lowly lowly people. What qualifications do you have to coexist with me?"

"Human male, I formally challenge you in the name of Salina Joyce."

He watched the other party slowly walk towards his ring, but in just a few seconds he crossed hundreds of meters away.

Listening to the other party's extremely disdainful and arrogant words.

Alan's expression was still calm, but there was a sharp edge between his eyebrows.

It seems like there is a sharp sword of magic weapons that has been sharpened for thousands of years, just to unsheath the sheath and kill all the enemy chiefs.

"I'll take your challenge."

With a straight body, straight as a gun. Alan stood indifferently on the ring, looking down at the Drow Elf who arrived at the ring in just a few breaths.

"I just don't know, what is your bet for this game?"

"all."

It was not a proposal, but a very ordinary tone, as if it should have been.

"You have great confidence, but I just don't know if your strength matches your confidence."

Allen's eyes were lowered, his tone was plain and even indifferent.

"This is not something you need to worry about."

"I'm very worried, I don't know if you have such courage."

"After all, if you are the only nine winners who are tied with us, if you don't have such a spirit, then you will not be worthy of being my opponent."

The extremely charming voice appeared on the ring in a daze.

Yan Shi Meixing seemed to be the Drow elf who was always emitting a charming atmosphere, looking at Alan and smiling disdainfully.

“As you wish.”

Allen whispered and didn't say much.

"good."

Salina seemed very satisfied with Allen's simplicity, took out the contestant's certificate, waved it casually, and a stream of light flashed straight into the light screen in the air.

Then, I saw the light curtain that originally only showed the ring number and time, and the words 400 points suddenly appeared.

However, there are two words in front.

“Price Pool.”

It is obvious that the winner takes all, and the loser eats dust.

When Allen saw the other party's actions, he did not hesitate at all. He took out his contestant certificate and put his points into the prize pool.

"Ha ha ha ha."

At this time, Salina, who was standing opposite Alan, seemed to have achieved her goal, and she smiled freely, with her originally evil and charming face full of pleasure.

This sudden emotional outburst makes people feel a little strange.

I don't know what the other party is thinking.

If it is someone else, even if it is calm, it will inevitably lead to a hint of curiosity when facing such a situation.

But Allen happened to be the exception.

He just looked at this scene quietly, his eyes as if it were an ancient well, and it was filled with a little tranquility, without any slight turmoil.

It is like experiencing wind and rain, stormy waves, but it still stands as before, with shocking perseverance and determination.

He didn't want to know what the other party was thinking, nor did he want to know why he came to him.

He knew only one thing, since he had become his opponent, had already shown naked hostility, had already formed enemies with their country, and had seriously injured his comrades.

Then he just needs to draw his sword, draw his sword mercilessly, chop without stopping, and give the other party corresponding reward.

The preparations for the competition have begun since the two of them put their points into the prize pool of the light screen at the same time.

The battle has also entered the gradual overture.

The countdown on the light curtain flowed, Salina's laughter stopped for a moment, and the air in the air became stagnant.

The breeze is no longer soft, but becomes cold and solemn, like the fishy wind floating on the battlefield where blood flows, with an uncomfortable smell of rust.

Allen's left fingers holding the scabbard were moving in sequence, as if he was doing the final warm-up.

His eyes were extremely thinly pressed by his slightly closed eyes, like the sharpest blade, with a terrifying edge that could cut through everything.

Salina, who was standing opposite Alan, was also ready.

The red and purple armor is full of bloody and cruel patterns, interlaced, depicting the most primitive and cruelest violent image.

The charming face was full of bloodthirsty smiles, and the eyebrows were free and full of violent aura.

She was holding a scimitar in her hand. At a rough look, it seemed that it was no different from an ordinary scimitar, but its dark background was extremely dark like a squatter of black death, so cruel and bloody that it could not be clearly embellished.

But it has already shown that it is definitely not an ordinary weapon, but a murderous weapon.

With his eyelids moving slightly, Allen instantly reflected the other person's image into his mind.

The brain also started to operate rapidly at this moment, analyzing the existing information.

[Zhuo Warrior, Zhuo Weapon Master, Dark Blade Dancer…]

Looking at the other person's dress, Allen speculated on the other person's possible profession.

But it is never possible to draw a positive conclusion.

After all, this kind of dress is not unique, and Allen doesn't know much about the Drow Elves.

I have basically learned about it from boring books and materials before. Strictly speaking, this is the first time I have come into contact in the true sense.

Even the other party's profession is [Zhaoer Elf Sacrifice], and it is not impossible to dress up and fight now just cover up.

After all, for this race known for its viciousness and cruelty, it is normal to play this kind of operation.

Without continuing to think about it, Alan integrated his mind and his mind was condensed like a knife, cutting off all the distracting thoughts in his heart.

The countdown is coming to an end and has reached the single digit level.

The atmosphere on the ring became increasingly heavy and stagnant, like a bottomless abyss, with tremendous pressure like mercury pouring out from all directions.

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To be continued...