The world of number two hundred was another battle coliseum, at the time that Liu Yang appeared on the spot. A system voice echoes in his mind.
"Congratulations on reaching the world of number two hundred, here is the World of Coliseum Number Two. To advance to the next world will be necessary to defeat the adversary.
The rules are simple, the one who is the strongest will be the winner. Good luck"
After the voice ended, a timer was shown in the sky.
00:59
00:58
00:57
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As time passed, Liu Yang looked around and realized that it was the same coliseum that in the hundredth world, the only thing that changed was the opponent, because it was a middle-aged man, he was wearing ordinary clothes that swayed with the blow wind. The middle-aged man was sitting on the floor with his eyes closed and cross-legged, despite the ordinary appearance, Liu Yang knew the middle-aged man was a specialist.