Infinite Sims

Chapter 137: Revenge novel

I saw the other corner of the Scarlet Forest.

Two figures slowly emerged, it was actually a person and a dog.

Ren Mo is about thirty years old, dressed in a customized jungle hunting suit, behind him is a shotgun and a crossbow.

The dog is dark, slender, and introverted, making it an excellent hunting dog at first glance.

"The first battle in the true sense!"

Jiang Ren, who was in the small room, switched the sights of the two spirit callers back and forth, observing the environment of the gladiatorial space through their senses.

This person, a dog, is his spiritual caller.

To put it in a more correct way, this twin spirit caller is actually one of the nearly 100 lives he has experienced in the Hunter World.

The human form is thirty-two years old.

Volume, speed, endurance, and balance are almost all in his size. He can reach the pinnacle of mankind. He is also a master of survival in the wild, a master of hunting in the wild, proficient in long-range guns and crossbows, and proficient in melee daggers.

In a sense, this humanoid evoked spirit represents the pinnacle of an ordinary human being. When placed in a suitable environment and given enough time, he can easily kill ten times a hundred times his own prey, whether it is a bird or a beast, or It is also the prey of human beings.

And the dog beside him called a spirit.

It was one of the descendants of Xiaobai who accompanied him when he grew up. Strictly speaking, this is already the fourth generation.

It may not be the strongest dog, but it is definitely the strongest hunting dog. This is the result of generations of screening and countless experience.

This is why Jiang Ren believes.

The reason why this battle can be won by virtue of the instinct of the spirit-calling war.

And there are levels of gladiators. As long as Eric has a face, it is impossible to arrange an overly strong opponent for the newcomer participating in the gladiatorial battle for the first time, otherwise even if he wins, the only reward will be ridicule.

"Is the battlefield the Scarlet Forest?"

Jiang Ren looked at the forest full of blood and gunpowder, recalling that Vivian had asked about what space she liked at the beginning, and some suspected that she had done tricks.

After all, the arena was previously managed by her father, and she might also control some small permissions.

He originally wanted to let the two spirit callers give full play to their strengths. When he saw this forest, he changed his mind and gave an order not to show too much strength.

"The Virgin is on top, it turned out to be a twin soul calling!"

Outside, the commentator let out a cry of exclamation, instantly breaking the peace of the entire arena.

"It's really unexpected. Although these two spirit callers are compared with pig-headed savages, like children compared to adults, they are weak and helpless, but..."

As soon as the answering voice turned, the emotions rose instantly: "This is a twin spirit caller! We have reason to believe that their small bodies contain powerful power. This battle is no longer a one-sided crush, but a close match. fighting!"

Woo-

The deep horn sounded.

Jiang Ren found that the restraints that fell on his two spirit callers disappeared.

But in the blink of an eye, the hunter, who found he could move, made a gesture, and the hound quickly rushed into the forest, followed by him.

With the perspectives of hunters and hounds, blood-colored trees flashed past Jiang Ren's eyes.

During this process, they did not cause any other sounds except the faint sound of their feet on the dead leaves.

Actually.

This sound was also masked by the rustle of leaves blowing in the wind.

The battlefields in the gladiatorial space vary in size.

Some are very big, some are very small. To prevent some oversized battlefields from turning into peek-a-boo boring games, and to control the time of each battle, the entire battlefield will gradually move towards the center as the horn sounds at the beginning. Zoom out.

"But this is just a regular gladiatorial fight. For some popular gladiatorial fights, the speed of shrinking the circle will slow down a lot."

Jiang Ren recalled the rules of the fighting space, and didn't have any worries about this fighting.

I don't know if it is under his influence. These two spirit hunters and hounds have vague sensitivity to crisis. Although they are not as sensitive as "beast intuition", they also have five or six effects.

"Small, where are you?"

The spirit caller of the pig head barbarian, Sisi's voice resounded over the Scarlet Forest: "Come in uncle's arms, uncle will love you very much!"

The spirit caller can only observe the scene of the gladiatorial space by calling the spirit.

But they can spread their own voices throughout the space, on the one hand, it facilitates mutual hatred, on the other hand, it will also increase the visibility of gladiatorial fights.

In certain fights, there is no shortage of examples of some weak people stimulating the strong through language, so that the opponent loses his mind, reveals his weaknesses, and ultimately defeats the strong with the weak.

This has also led to all veterans who have gone through many battles, regardless of how much combat experience has increased, but their mouth experience is better than one.

"Really, I'm looking forward to it."

Jiang Ren smiled and passed his own voice over.

For him, this provocation is not even tickle. It can only be said that although this is a reconstructed world, without the bombardment of Internet information, most people lack the elegant and easy-going ability.

Through the hound's perspective.

Jiang Ren finally saw the spirit caller of the opponent in this gladiatorial fight, a pig-headed barbarian human monster holding a thick wooden stick and walking upright.

With just a glance, he knew that he couldn't fight melee.

A monster with such a huge body, its strength, defense, and explosion are far beyond the limit that ordinary people can reach, and it can only be outsmarted and cannot be defeated.

Relying on the hunter who was fighting instinct, he immediately reached out and touched the shotgun on his back.

As long as you change into a special bullet, the pig head barbarian in front of you is just a large wild boar that can use tools and can walk upright, standing and shooting a few shots to solve the opponent.

"Can't use a gun!"

Jiang Ren immediately conveyed his intentions, and there was no need to expose his guns in such a win-win situation. This might be a moment of awe, but the subsequent disadvantages would outweigh the benefits.

And he also wanted to see how this pig-headed barbarian was able to call spirits.

The hunter removed his hand from the backpack.

Quietly retreated into the woods on one side, took out something from the backpack, and prepared to set up a few simple traps.

And the hound quietly followed behind the pig head man, while warning him, he was also preventing it from getting out of his line of sight.

"The twin spirits of shit, a puppy, an ordinary person, confirm that this is not the spirit of life?"

After seeing the hunter first spotting his opponent, he directly chose to retreat. The excitement of the audience that was originally aroused by the twin spirits gradually subsided, and many people even shouted.

"The Virgin is here, why did I spend several times the price to watch such a boring gladiatorial fight?"

"I bet that the Twin Spirit Calling will be knocked into flesh by a stick."

"No, I bet it is two sticks!"

Vaguely.

Jiang Ren heard the faint voice from the arena above.

"It's really grumpy."

Jiang Ren shook his head and didn't care.

At the scene of various fighting competitions in the real world, the spectators are going crazy one by one.

What's more, this kind of spirit-calling battle, which is indistinguishable from reality and ends with the life and death of one party, far exceeds the level of both the picture and the blood, and the audience inside will only be even more crazy.

"However, it's time."

Jiang Ren switched his gaze back to the hunter and murmured: "A wild boar is just a little bigger, and it doesn't need many traps."

Boom!

A gunshot sounded in the forest.

"little guy!"

The pig-headed barbarian is like a shark smelling blood, holding a wooden stick with a tip that is thicker than the waist of an ordinary person, and rushing in the direction of the sound.

The huge body made the ground tremble slightly.

soon.

The pig head barbarian saw a piece of black clothing from a distance behind a big tree.

"The humanoid spirit call has been discovered, our poor little gladiator, he will lose his first battle because of this mistake."

The commentary sounded again, unable to distinguish whether it was regret or ridicule.

One's energy is limited.

In the huge Scarlet Forest, most people are more willing to focus on the obviously more powerful pig head barbarian, for that thin humanoid spirit summoner has long lost sight.

"ended!"

The pig head barbarian laughed wildly, and his running body suddenly jumped and fell from a height of more than three meters.

Snapped!

The big tree and the clothes behind it broke down.

But the pig head barbarian had time to be happy, and the moment he landed, he let out a scream.

He raised his left foot painfully, and on the sole of the foot covered with calluses, there were several half-finger nails that had penetrated deeply into the flesh.

On the side, dozens of nails covered by fallen leaves can be clearly seen.

"The Madonna is here, the pig head barbarian is actually injured."

The commentator's voice was somewhat surprised: "Moreover, behind the tree he hit just now was not the humanoid evocation, it was just a black suit. As I said, this battle will not end so easily. "

In the words, he completely forgot to dislike Jiang Ren several times.

"Who can tell me what happened and why the pig head barbarian was injured?"

"Idiot, didn't you see him in a trap?"

"It's just a simple trap, it's impossible for a pig head barbarian to be fooled a second time!"

The audience in the stands couldn't help but talk. Although the pig head barbarian had been injured without seeing the shadow, most people were more optimistic about him who took the initiative to attack.

"Despicable little, get out of here!"

The pig head barbarian relied on his thick skin and thick flesh, and did not pull out the nails, but frantically waved the wooden sticks, smashing the surrounding trees to pieces, and wanted to find out the spirit who designed his own traps.

"The outcome is determined."

Jiang Ren smiled faintly.

Compared with other spirit callers that have more physical abilities, the hunter spirit caller is not only a hound of the same mind, but also can take out the things that have been used out of the backpack.

Including but not limited to simple trap props, and some powerful shotguns.

"Wow!"

The hound seemed to be startled by the sound of the damaged tree, and hurriedly ran out from behind a tree, preparing to escape from here.

The speed is so fast that it will disappear into the woods ahead.

"Don't even want to run!"

The pig-headed barbarian didn't know that he was facing a twin spirit summoner, but thought that everything just now was done by this dog-like spirit summoner.

Immediately, he took the uninjured right foot as the fulcrum, took the wooden stick in both hands and quickly rotated it, and then shook the wooden stick forcefully.

The huge wooden stick flew towards the hound's position with a fierce wind.

"It's coming out!"

At this moment, the voice of the commentary became agitated: "This is the violent throwing of the pig head barbarian. If this stick goes on, even a two-story building will become ruins. Can the dog-shaped spirit caller escape?"

Boom!

The wooden stick hit the ground and suddenly raised a large cloud of dust.

When the pig head barbarian tried to check the results, he felt a pain in his back.

That is a short arrow.

Half of the short arrow was submerged in his flesh, but after the thick fat buffer, the arrow was stuck in the muscle under the fat.

"Coward, get out of me!"

The pig head barbarian was furious, knowing that he had been tricked, but before he could make a move, another short arrow fell on his back.

However, this also allowed him to find the person who shot the short arrow.

The opponent stood on a big tree with dense foliage, dressed in strange green clothing, shaped like a person, and holding a short crossbow.

"Coward, you finally dared to show up!"

The pig head barbarian screamed and was about to rush over.

However, just after taking two steps, he fell to the ground with a plop, his body twitching constantly, and he actually lost control of his body.

"The nails and short arrows are covered with quick-acting anesthetics that can fascinate two elephants, but it lasted so long."

Jiang Ren was not satisfied with the performance of anesthetics.

The performance of this opponent also disappointed him. The original hunter’s fighting instincts also considered that he might have a premonition that his body was wrong, and then act like escape. He also set up a few traps around to make anesthetics. The result is simply over.

The hunter jumped down from the tree, and the hound rushed out from the forest to follow him. The hunter came to the head of the pig-headed barbarian and aimed the short crossbow at the pig's eye.

"No, it's not fair."

Sisi's violent voice sounded over the Scarlet Forest: "Shi Yong, you little beast, a little beast without a father or a mother, fight me head-on if you have one!"

Because of the effects of anesthetics, his spirit caller pighead barbarian can no longer make even a single sound.

The hunter was about to squeeze the finger of the short crossbow, and suddenly stopped.

The godless eyes showed a few glories, as if Jiang Ren entered the body of the hunter, he showed a gentle smile to the pig head barbarian: "I am the one who looks down on others to die in front of me, so please live as much as possible. It needs to be longer!"

Sisi felt bad: "What are you going to do to me?"

Click!

A short arrow penetrated deeply into the pig's face.

Sisi suddenly uttered a terrible cry. As the spirit caller of the pig head barbarian, the spirit caller was injured and died, which would also have a big impact on him.

Jiang Ren calmly reloaded the arrow for the short crossbow, and then shot another arrow out of the pig-head barbarian's eyes. The non-lethal damage caused another scream.

And then.

The third arrow, the fourth arrow, the fifth arrow

Until this pig's head, which was bigger than a basketball, was densely filled with arrows, the pig head barbaric finally died in the screams of his spiritualist Saixi.

And this repeated action lasted for a few minutes.

It also silenced the audience cheering for the winner when the pig head barbarian fell.

Obviously, I feel that this humanoid evocation is not strong, even weaker than most of the evocations that have appeared in the Rose Arena.

But looking at him, many people felt an inexplicable chill.

Only a few people understand why this is.

A powerful spirit call does not necessarily make people feel terrible, only a spirit call like this that can make people feel desperate is the most terrifying existence.

"What a cruel child."

Eric, who watched the full battle, looked sideways at Sato Junichiro standing behind him: "Junichiro, if reality is a revenge novel, then this kid must be the protagonist in it, and you are the villain."

Junichiro was expressionless: "This novel will end due to the death of the protagonist."

Eric smiled and said, "You just confirm that? You know he didn't use all his strength."

"He is not my opponent."

Junichiro cherishes words like gold, with a faint chill in his eyes.

Thinking of the woman looking for death, he sighed in his heart, he shouldn't be soft-hearted.

A VIP room not far away~www.wuxiamtl.com~Miss Vivian! "

Xiluweiya hugged Vivian's hand and looked up at her pitifully, her eyes full of fear and fear.

Vivian smiled and asked, "What's the matter? Who is bullying you?"

"Miss, will Shi Yong trouble me?"

Xiluweiya's teary eyes were hazy.

Thinking of the scene where the pig's head was shot alive as an arrow just now, she shuddered, feeling that she would be filled with arrows next.

"Don't be afraid, you haven't offended him."