On October 26th, the weather was fine.

Since the "strange geographical phenomenon that occurs once in a thousand years", the vast land of Utopia has changed from late autumn back to spring, and the weather has become bright and sunny every day.

The second round of the rematch arena battle was held under such a flawless blue sky.

Shen Bai put his right hand on the bench and applied a little force. When the stone bench surface dented by centimeters, he raised his hand and carefully touched the palm prints.

The pain still exists, but it is very mild. The broken bones have grown back. Although they are not completely healed, they will not affect the combat effectiveness too much.

His opponent today is no small matter, he is a tough opponent.

In the first round of the competition, Utopia deliberately let the players with differences in rankings fight, eliminating almost all the 200 people outside.

Because the difference in combat power between the two sides in the first round was not small, there was no disability or serious injury. The most seriously injured was "Xue Mei's" opponent, whose legs were only broken and could be reattached with medical equipment.

But in today's second round, many masters of the same level will meet. Just looking at the number of medical staff on the field is much more than yesterday, you know that Utopia has been prepared for a large number of contestants to be injured.

Because the number of people was smaller and the fighting power was similar, the time would inevitably become longer. The second round of competition was held in the morning and in the afternoon. Shen Bai was arranged in the 37th ring in the morning.

He carefully checked whether the gloves were tied again, tested how much strength he could exert, then closed his eyes and waited quietly.

"Classmate Shen, it's your turn to enter."

"good."

"Classmate Shen..." The young woman wearing a black waiter uniform bowed slightly and said softly:

"I am from Lanhai City, and you are our pride. May you defeat powerful enemies and have a prosperous military fortune!"

"Ha, I'd like to lend you some good words." Shen Bai responded with a smile and accepted the beautiful words.

He stood up and walked forward along the contestants' aisle. Just like yesterday, the gray walls had hundreds of hollowed-out grooves, and weapons were placed in each groove.

In the Crazy October Arena, you are not allowed to use weapons, as long as they are not derivatives.

Shen Bai did not use his bare hands like yesterday, but picked up a long knife, sheathed it, put it behind his back, and continued to move forward.

The light at the end became more dazzling, and the cheers of the audience became more deafening.

"Shen Bai! Xiao Bai!"

"Han Changqian! Changqian!"

This time, the cheers were not his alone.

Shen Bai stepped onto the ring and looked at his opponent quietly.

"Han Changqian, predicted to be ranked 29th, a senior student from Guangming City's No. 1 Middle School, B-level [Color Magician], True Blood Realm!"

"I was born into a noble family. Both my parents were mid-level and high-level cadres in the military. I participated in the military's [wall rushing] program a year ago and went to the old land to hunt for mutants. I am familiar with all kinds of known firearms and weapons, and I learned from the masters of fighting. ... Just by looking at the introduction, you can tell that he is definitely a strong opponent. More importantly, the name of this person's Apocalypse ability is too vague to predict in advance."

Shen Bai followed the referee's instructions and walked over, preparing to give the warrior salute. On the way, he did not forget to carefully look at Han Changqian's clothes and equipment.

Opposite him, Han Changqian was of average build and handsome appearance. He was dressed in dark clothes and looked a bit cool.

"Sure enough, there is a bulge in the waist and abdomen. The shape does not look like a sharp blade. Could it be paint? The name [Color Juggler] does not sound like a strong front. I must attack first to cover the distance, so as not to act like a monster... "

According to common sense, the name of Apocalypse will imply the nature of the ability. The real strength of [Tyrant] is "forcibly modifying the properties of objective things within a limited time." Xiao Linhai's [Elemental Limit] can be heard as a long-range turret. It has a super large-scale AOE ultimate move. As for the Emperor Tian S-level [Peerless Martial God], just by looking at the name, you will know that this guy must be the kind of peerless evildoer who defies the heavens at birth.

The two approached, extended their hands in salute, and then each stepped back fifty meters.

"Left, Lanhai City Sixth Middle School, Shen Bai!"

"On the right, Guangming City No. 1 Middle School, Han Changqian!"

"Game start!"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Bai disappeared on the spot, leaving only two deep footprints on the hard arena.

The distance of a hundred meters was quickly broken within a few centimeters. Shen Bai drew his sword, held it tightly, attached it to the flame, and slashed diagonally, all in one go.

The arena wailed, and hundreds of meters of flaming knife marks ferociously tore through the main body of the arena, which was harder than steel. The blazing golden flames burned, almost igniting the air.

"It doesn't feel like being cut..." Shen Bai murmured, and based on the touch feedback from his skin, he raised his leg and kicked backwards. This time, the kick hit the ground. The boy named Han Changqian flew backwards and hit the dragon scale shield directly. Was bounced back.

"call……"

Han Changqian exhaled quickly, suppressed the pain in his chest and abdomen, and ran along the outer edge of the ring, so fast that he almost turned into an afterimage.

At the same time, Han Changqian opened his close-fitting waist bag, revealing the jars of paint inside.

In less than half a second, both sides came to a conclusion.

——In the close bunt competition, Han Changqian is definitely no match for Shen Bai who has the blessing of [Tyrant].

"In this case, use your ability to kill from a distance!"

However, what Han Changqian didn't expect was that as soon as his fingertips touched the paint can, Shen Bai's blade had already touched his cheek.

Wow!

Blood splattered, and Han Changqian's face was cut open. Shen Bai refused to give in, and had no intention of stopping. The sword light danced, enveloping the sky with golden flames, and slashed at the opponent's chest crazily.

Dang Dang Dang Dang——

The sound of steel colliding kept erupting between the two of them. Han Changgan vomited blood and his face turned pale, but his clothes were not damaged at all. It was just that the huge brute force penetrated his internal organs and abdominal cavity through the clothes, ravaging his body.

Although the injuries were serious, they were not fatal. Han Changqian took this opportunity to take out two paint cans, opened the corks with his fingers, and poured one of them onto his face.

With a swipe, the dark paint poured all over his face. The liquid flowed very fast and immediately covered every inch of Han Changgan's skin.

Now not only were his clothes pitch black, but his entire body was darker than the bottom of a pot.

clang!

The moment the black paint covered the skin, Shen Bai's blade struck Han Changqian's forehead. As he expected, the blade was blocked by the skin. Although some of the force could penetrate it, it only made the opponent retreat tens of meters.

"The black color... prevents cutting and greatly weakens the strike power... Tsk."

Shen Bai made a judgment in the flash of lightning. He dropped the knife, raised his left hand, and punched his opponent like thunder.

"Well done!"

Han Changqian's eyes lit up and he spilled another bottle of paint in his hand.

This time, it's bright yellow.

Click!

Shen Bai's fist hit Han Changqian's chest firmly, and the majestic force exploded, making a roar like the end of the world.

The next second, he was knocked away by the same force.

The two men flew backwards at the same time, smashing through the ring. The thousand-meter-wide fighting arena was instantly destroyed. Their blood-stained figures rumbled tens of meters underground, and they did not stop until they hit the dragon scale shield.

"Wow……"

Han Changqian vomited out his bloody internal organs and stared at the black clothes with a big hole in them in fear. On the strong skin, a fist mark was clearly visible.

If he wasn't wearing special black clothes and smeared with black paint, he would have been able to penetrate and kill him with just one punch!
Chapter completed!