Very troublesome.

After all, the location will be reported every ten minutes.

——So should we just kill the long-haired man?

His eyes turned to the long-haired man.

After hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

If you are in the state of "fighting in the ring" and attack someone outside the battle, you may have violated some rules.

Right now, the rules are on the other side's side.

Still need to be cautious.

Wu Xiaode thought for a few breaths, got up and walked out of the street until he came to a certain restaurant.

He slipped in through the back door, found a pile of food in the kitchen, packed a bag, slipped out through the front door, and sat down in a pavilion.

Resting, eating and drinking can restore soul power.

——The health-regulating and nourishing talisman that Zhao Zhibing gave me is still attached to my body.

With this talisman continuing to exert its power, my soul power will surely recover faster.

Wu Xiaode dispersed the invisible magic mist of silence, then placed all kinds of food on the table and started to eat hungrily.

He ate very quickly.

After about seven or eight minutes, there was not much food left on the table.

Wu Xiaode wiped his mouth, drank a bowl of soup slowly, and looked up at the Book of the Dead.

I saw a line of small words in ice crystals floating on the page:

"Your soul power has been restored to 7 points."

"Current soul power value: 7/19."

7 o'clock.

If there was an open, fair and fair fight in the arena, I would still worry about whether these 7 points of soul power would be enough.

But now...

The other party doesn't respect martial ethics and has brought more than a hundred people into a group fight.

Then you don't have to put on airs anymore.

suddenly.

Two professionals walked past the pavilion and slowly stopped.

"Where did that kid go?" one person muttered.

"Take a rest. In a few minutes, the computer will report his location - he can't escape," another person said.

"That's right. There is a pavilion here. Let's go sit there for a while." The man from before said.

Wu Xiaode took another sip of soup and put down the soup bowl.

The two people walked into the pavilion.

Didi didi——

There was a noise on the number plate.

A line of small words jumped out:

"Showing the locations of all contestants!"

The two of them looked down.

A moment.

Wu Xiaode pointed his swords together and gently touched their necks——???.

Ding!

The number plate shows a map of the City of the Holy Name, with three flashing dots close together at a certain booth.

The next second.

Two of the dots disappeared.

Only a small red dot flashed rapidly.

This little red dot is Wu Xiaode.

…

Arena.

The long-haired man sat comfortably under the ring with his legs crossed, quietly waiting for the result.

"Okay, do you still need us to guard here for this kind of thing?" the dwarf said.

"I like to enjoy the fun of hunting - now that the hunting dogs are released, it will make people feel happy when they bring back the prey." The long-haired man smiled.

suddenly.

A man appeared on the stage.

Wu Xiaode.

He looked at the two powerful men in the audience, grinned and said:

"You're right, I'm already open."

He lifted the two heads, shook them towards the long-haired man, and then carefully placed them on the ring.

The long-haired man looked livid and said coldly, "You won't always be so lucky."

"Good luck?" Wu Xiaode asked curiously, "I never rely on luck when killing people."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a professional flying over from a distance, shouting excitedly: "I caught you!"

Between the lightning and flint, a bronze hand emerged from the void, clenching its palm into a fist.

——Iron Fist·Bengjin!

He punched out hard, hitting the professional in the crotch, until the man jumped onto the ring with his crotch covered, and let out a shrill scream.

Whoosh!

The other bronze hand formed a sword and imitated Wu Xiaode's example, slashing at the man's neck.

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Wu Xiaode stood up, walked over slowly, placed the man's head with the previous two heads, and then smiled at the long-haired man.

"You may not know me well, so you want to be my enemy. I have to say, you are a little impatient."

"But that's okay."

"Soon, these men of yours will report to the Death World."

He looked at the dwarf again and said calmly: "I thought about it carefully and you are right."

"Am I right?" the dwarf pointed at himself and asked in confusion.

"Yes, for the sake of the stability of the Holy City, I will kill all your people after the arena battle." Wu Xiaode said sincerely.

He stood up and looked into the distance.

Groups of professionals are rushing over.

"Come and kill him!" the long-haired man roared.

The answer is like a cloud.

Everyone just regretted that their parents had lost a few legs and couldn't rush to the ring immediately.

Wu Xiaode remained as calm as ever.

"Two adults."

He said softly:

"——There is no regret medicine in this world."

The voice fell.

The majestic mist swarmed up and hid his figure in it.
Chapter completed!