When Tyrant and the others heard the news from the south courtyard, they all laughed wildly. They laughed at Xiao Tian for overestimating himself and his ignorance. Did he think he was Lan Bo? He wanted to challenge the strongest monk of the North Campus. Could a tiger with its teeth plucked still be awe-inspiring? Moreover, Xiao Tian is just a sick cat in my eyes. Since you want to die, I will send you on your way.
"Let's go, brothers. Let's go meet this great hero who wants to challenge the northern courtyard alone. Oh right, remember to keep the people in that area away from me. Don't let them come and spoil my fun when we're having fun.”After Tyrant finished speaking, he led a group of 50 to 60 people towards the Death Arena.
。。。。。。。The next day, in the prison canteen, Master Li, who was cooking, suddenly found that his knife was missing. Although the prison had a clear rule that any lost sharp weapon must be reported, no one wanted to cause trouble for themselves. Maybe he forgot where he put it, Master Li thought.。。。。。。
What he didn't know was that it was precisely because of this table knife that the death arena last night had turned into an endless hell.。。。
When they arrived at the death arena, no one except the person standing on the stage-Xiao Tian. Xiao Tian took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. There were still faint scars on his body. Those were the marks left behind when he was playing his side account in the north of the city. Xiao Tian clenched his fists and lowered his head, facing the direction where Tyrant and the others had gone up the arena. The monk and his group rushed to the death arena, and the side of the death arena was instantly filled. The last person to enter the death arena locked the door of the warehouse tightly. The monk seemed to be very satisfied with his subordinate's actions. He smiled at him in admiration and then turned to look at Xiao Tian, who was standing quietly.
The huge warehouse was silent at this moment. From time to time, a chill would hit her body, making her shiver unnaturally.
"You're here!" Xiao Tian said emotionlessly. It seemed to be saying to everyone, but also to one person.
"Yes!" Tyrant replied with a smile. He wanted to see what kind of tricks Xiao Tian would play tonight. He seemed to be looking forward to this completely disproportionate battle.
"Do you know why I invited you here?”Xiao Tian's head was still lowered.
"I know! Let's play a game of cat and mouse.”After saying that, the monk burst into laughter.
"Some people should live in this world, and some people shouldn't. For this group of people, they only have one path.”
"Oh? What is it?"
"It's death!" Xiao Tian slowly raised his head.
"Are you talking about me?"
"That's right, it's you. Including the people around you." Xiao Tian raised his head and stared at Tyrant and everyone around him with his blood-red eyes. Suddenly, a deathly aura enveloped Tyrant and his group.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!”The monk waved his hand and one of his subordinates immediately clenched his right fist and attacked Xiao Tianqian's chest.
Xiao Tian only had Tyrant in his eyes and did not care about the person who attacked him. Naturally, he did not dodge the fist. A fist came closer and landed heavily on Xiao Tian's chest. The man seemed to be very excited that he had hit Xiao Tian with only one punch. However, Xiao Tian only swayed slightly. Xiao Tian retracted his gaze and turned his head around, staring at that person with his left hand on his wrist. Seeing that his right hand was caught by Xiao Tian, the man realized that his right hand could not escape Xiao Tian's control. He immediately punched Xiao Tian's face with his left hand. Xiao Tian blocked with his right hand and once again grabbed his left hand. As Xiao Tian gradually exerted his strength, that person also began to howl like a pig.
Suddenly, Xiao Tian exerted force with both his hands. With a crack, the sound of bones being dislocated and torn echoed in the warehouse. The man's hands were like deflated balloons, hanging weakly by his side. It was obvious that his arms had been crippled by Xiao Tian. The man fell to the ground with an "Ah" and kept wailing miserably. Xiao Tian flew forward and kicked the head of the person on the ground. There was another crisp sound. It was the sound of a neck fracture. From then on, the person was completely silent. He was dead.
The people around the monk were all shocked by Xiao Tian's kick. It was not that these people from the Northern Campus had never seen a dead person, but they had never thought that Xiao Tian would kill someone who had no ability to resist. Seeing that one of his brothers had been killed by Xiao Tian in the blink of an eye, another person from the monk's group flashed out and kicked Xiao Tian with his right foot. Xiao Tian staggered, and at the same time, he used both hands to tightly hold onto the right leg of the person. He withdrew his right hand, raised his right arm, and used his right elbow to ruthlessly attack the knee of the person's right leg. Another " Kacha " sound of the kneecap shattering was heard, and it made people's bodies go numb. That person actually saw the sole of his right foot from his eyes. He was stunned for a few seconds before another scream entered everyone's ears. Xiao Tian flew up and kicked the man's neck, ending his life.
In just a few minutes, two of the monk's men had already died in Xiao Tian's hands. The two people who died on the ground opened their eyes and looked at the roof of the warehouse in disbelief. Blood slowly flowed out of their mouths. Xiao Tian was standing in a pool of blood. His pants were stained with blood, but he looked like nothing had happened. His blood-red eyes were still staring at Tyrant. This time, it was Tyrant and the others who felt their hair stand on end. They felt that Xiao Tian was like a cold-blooded killing machine. From his cold eyes, everyone could see the message from hell.
"Brothers, attack and kill him.”The monk began to roar.
When his subordinates heard the monk's words, more than twenty of them clenched their fists and rushed towards Xiao Tian. It seemed that they would not stop until they tore Xiao Tian apart.
Looking at the group of people from the North Courtyard rushing towards him, Xiao Tian clenched his fists and circulated the Genuine Qi in his body. His bones crackled and he raised his head to the sky and roared. His aura suddenly soared. He casually pulled out a one-foot-long table knife from his back and rushed into the crowd. The monk saw Xiao Tian draw a knife from his back and wanted to stop him, but it was too late. His men were already engaged in a chaotic battle with Xiao Tian.
Thinking of the scene of his three brothers lying on the bed covered in blood, thinking of the blood that kept dripping from their bodies, thinking of the brothers who were still alive yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, they were seriously injured and their lives were unknown, Xiao Tian was already furious. Xiao Tian held the knife and stabbed it at the person. He only knew that everyone in front of him was his enemy, so no matter who it was, he pulled the knife over and stabbed it until the person lost his resistance. Screams rang out from the arena. Xiao Tian was covered in blood. At this moment, Xiao Tian had no impression of blood and no feeling of death. He relied on his unparalleled physical strength to charge through the crowd. On the stage of the death arena, there were people with broken fingers, people with intestines in their stomachs. In short, the parts of a human body that could be cut off with a knife could be found on the stage.
The scene in the arena could only be compared to a river of blood. Although Xiao Tian had suffered countless punches and kicks, he was still fearless, like an undying god. However, anyone who approached Xiao Tian could not escape the knife in his hand. They were either dead or seriously injured. Even Tyrant and the Four Guardian Deities who had seen the world were stunned by the scene of blood flowing like a river. Some of the thugs who didn't go up to the side vomited when they saw the bloody scene.
The bloody massacre came to a temporary end when the last person in the group of people Tyrant attacked fell. Xiao Tian was still standing alone in a pool of blood. At this time, Xiao Tian was covered in blood. His right hand held the blunt table knife, and he panted heavily on the blood-covered arena. He used the rapid circulation of the true energy in his body to quickly replenish his strength, because Xiao Tian knew that there were still the Four Guardian Deities beside Tyrant who had yet to make a move.
The blood on the arena slowly fell to the ground, making a dripping sound. There were dead people lying around Xiao Tian, and many of them were broken. The cold wind outside the door blew and the smell of blood filled the air. Many people around the monk started retching again because they had vomited out all the things in their stomachs. There were also quite a few people who simply gave up resisting and ran down the stage. This was not a prison. This was clearly a live version of the 18 levels of hell. For many people who walked out of the Death Arena alive, this night had become a nightmare that they could not get rid of for the rest of their lives. The bloody scene played in their minds countless times. Aside from the Four Guardian Deities, there were only a few people around Tyrant. Out of the fifty to sixty people he brought with him, more than thirty of them died on the arena. The rest either ran away or were scared silly. The monk felt that coming here tonight was a mistake. It was a mistake to provoke Xiao Tian. It was also a mistake to set up a trap to seriously injure Li Dong and the others.
Xiao Tian slowly raised his head again in the pool of blood. His bloodthirsty eyes became brighter and deeper. A sense of terror once again surrounded the monk and the others on the stage. Xiao Tian, who had gradually recovered his strength, began to move slowly. He walked towards Tyrant and the others step by step. Xiao Tian's feet made a " kacha, kacha " sound on the blood-covered arena. It made people feel nauseous, but it also made them feel like the death god was coming.
Such a brutal massacre still couldn't stop Xiao Tian from taking revenge on the monk and his gang. At this time, Xiao Tian had lost his mind. Blood and hatred had filled his heart. The violent aura produced in the smurf was awakening, and it was also awakening the cold killing intent of Xiao Tian who was sleeping.
An even more tragic bloodbath was coming.。。。。。。
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