Being targeted

"Wait a minute!"

The guard heard the words, and immediately turned around to uncover the box embedded in the wall behind him, clicked the red button inside, his head slightly tilted forward, and his words were clear,

"The winner of the No. 11 field Please continue to fight."

  "Received, matching opponents, please wait."

A moving female voice came from the square box.

  After closing the box, the guard turned to look at Ning Xiaotian,

"This warrior, please wait a moment. "

  At this moment, in the observation room at the top of venue No. 11, a man picked up the microphone-like device on the table, pressed the red button on the far left, and said, "Speak!" A slightly old but powerful male voice came indifferently, with With the majesty of a superior.

  "Director, you'd better come to the eleventh venue to take a look.

There is a contestant with abnormal combat strength."

The man respectfully said:

"He has applied to continue fighting and is matching his opponent."

  "Okay."

The old man's tone was still indifferent. .

  The observation rooms at the top of the arena are interconnected, but for a short while, an old man in a black robe pushed the door and entered, followed by a guard on each side.

  I saw the old man walking slowly to the respectful and saluting man, and said indifferently:

"Have you begun?"

  "The subordinate has called the front desk and has chosen a good opponent for him, and the gladiatorial fight will begin immediately."

The man said humbly and bowed. Get out of the way.

  "Well."

The old man nodded and walked to the window.

  The door slowly opened, and Ning Xiaotian walked into the passage, facing the white light to the venue, and walking out was a man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, slender and strong, with sharp eyes, like a cheetah ready to go.

  "The previous one was really released to die. It is estimated that it is a rookie who has won a game or two and swelled up. It is not at the same level as the one in front of him."

Ning Xiaotian slowly approached and looked up and down,

"Unfortunately, it is still poor. a bit."

  Although he can't use soul power now, and he can't spy on the strength of the opponent's soul power through the eyes of the broken pulse, he can still judge the approximate strength of the opponent by observing the opponent's spirit and physical state with his powerful mental power.

  The two stopped three meters away and stared at each other quietly.

  The man on the opposite side didn't say anything, just stared at Ning Xiaotian, his whole body was tense, and he adjusted himself to the best state.

He had won 9 games in a row in the arena, and he knew that every opponent could not be underestimated. die.

  "Ding Ling Ling"

  "Shh!"

Before the bell sounded, the figure had already arrived. In the eyes of the man, the distance between the two seemed to be only a step away.

One meter away, Ling Lie slapped his hand when he raised his hand.

  His wingspan is very long, and when he launches an attack from a distance of one meter, it is an effective killing distance and a safe retreat distance.

As a Spirit Master of the agility system, one of the reasons why he can survive until now is one of the reasons why he is able to retreat quickly if he misses a single hit.

  But he still underestimated his opponent.

  "Too slow!"

Ning Xiaotian whispered, he is not only strong in spirit, but as a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who has cultivated distraction control to the eighth major achievement, his dynamic perception can be described as abnormal, even if he does not use it.

The pupil of the broken pulse, the movement of the man in front of him is like a turtle crawling in his eyes, extremely slow.

  "Crack." Ning Xiaotian turned slightly to the side, the left arm that had absorbed the 80,000-year spirit bone was as fast as a phantom, raised his hand to turn into a claw, lightly pinched the man's wrist meridian with two fingers, and pulled down in the direction of the attack, twisting, " Click", the crisp sound of bones shattering.

  "Ah!"

The man screamed, his body fell uncontrollably and landed.

  Without the slightest delay, the moment his body fell to the ground, Ning Xiaotian had already raised his right foot sideways, with a "bang", the tip of his toe hit the xiphoid cartilage under his chest, "Pfft" The man vomited blood, and his body suddenly bowed, sticking to it. Pan to the ground a few meters away.

  The whole body twitched, and scarlet blood continued to pour out of the man's mouth.

  The unpleasant fishy smell flowed into his nose and nose, Ning Xiaotian frowned slightly, turned and left.

  In the observation room at the top, the old man whispered,

"What a strong fighting talent, not the slightest sloppy, but looking at the reaction, it seems that few people kill people, this age, this kind of combat power.

It should be released by a certain sect or a big family to experience it. Blood disciple."

  "Director, what should I do? If it hurts him,"

the man beside him worried.

  "So what? Could it be that our Star Luo Empire's millions of troops are still afraid of those sects?"

The old man snorted softly. He is a veteran who retired from the army.

After the baptism of blood, he is only loyal to the empire. The power doesn't have much favor.

  He even felt that those spirit master groups with families as the core seriously hindered the expansion and development of the empire.

For example, the most powerful Spirit Hall, if not for its existence, the Star Luo Empire would have long ago destroyed the Heaven Dou Empire and completed the great cause of the unification of the continent. .

  "But if the trouble comes to His Majesty's side,"

the man tentatively said, the empire's army of millions is naturally not afraid of any sect power in the mainland, but the royal family is afraid, especially the sect with the title Douluo, if you send it casually, you can make it difficult for the royal family to sleep and eat. install.

  "Humph! Sooner or later, our empire's army of millions will wipe out all those sect forces."

The old man was displeased and said with resentment, the empire is now giving three points to the continent's major sect forces because of the lack of a powerful Title Douluo to sit in. .

  If there were a number of Titled Douluo masters to defend the empire and the royal family, the empire would have sent a large army to destroy the Spirit Hall and attack the Heaven Dou Empire from the north.

  The man next to him dared not speak.

  "Go on, find out the contestant's residence in Gengxin City and what he did every day, and present it."

The old man waved his hand towards the guard on the right, paused, and said again:

"Be subtle, Don't let him notice."

  "Yes!"

The right guard bowed and left.

  "Does the general manager want to bring him together for His Majesty?"

If the man realized something, he was a trusted confidant who was personally promoted by the old man, and he also had some guesses about the old man's mind.

  Since you can't offend for the time being, you can only try your best to win over and add help to the empire.

  "Well."

The old man nodded slightly,

"Since this person is wearing a mask, I think he doesn't want to reveal his identity, so we don't need to make a big deal to attract people's disgust."

  "What's more important is that at such an age, you can have such combat power without using soul power. Even if you come from the top three sects, you are definitely an elite disciple. Befriending his sect is also beneficial to the empire."

  "The chief is wise." The man bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Then how should we deal with this person's next match in the arena?"

  "Our arena has not appeared for many years.

A contestant with a high win rate.

" The old man looked at the few spectators sitting on the stage below, touched his chin, and said, "If he has such strength, it is also a chance for us to make a fortune."

The man's eyes lit up. , said:

"My subordinates understand."