Mystery Makes Me Strong

While everyone was waiting, the day of the finals finally arrived.

More than 1,000 individual competition applicants were able to win six games, and only 78 people finally entered the final.

The method of the final is a single round-robin system, where the winners will automatically enter the next round, until the last one is determined.

Most people are still evenly matched, winning or losing is only a matter of thought.

There were almost casualties in the middle, but fortunately, the rescue was timely and no disaster was caused.

The long preliminaries were, for ordinary people, a popularization conference for aliens.

There are those who envy, and there are more who hate, but no matter what kind, we have to admit that in the future era, the aliens are the real protagonists.

Those arena matches, those kinds of strange abilities, and those scenes that are completely different from the competition on the modern battlefield, are all dazzling.

Contrary to what many people think, most of the winning streaks are not exciting and exciting. Unlike boxing and fighting, the losers often lose inexplicably.

Only the winner knows why the loser loses, and others can only see the loser go down.

Just like Wen Rensheng and Xu Yunshuang, the streak winners, who are not very advanced aliens, can't see the way to victory for these people.

Therefore, fighting like McCann's super fighters is more attractive to many ordinary people, because they can see and move, have big fists, great strength, fast speed, and get down on their opponents with one punch.

Of course, in the eyes of other people, it is disdainful.

"That super soldier must be the first finalist to be eliminated. No matter how powerful and fast he is, how can he still have powerful missiles?"

"Yeah, there is only blood and courage, and the scene is very warm. How to deal with those strange abilities. He can deal with a few weak priests, but other finalists are not easy for him to deal with."

"Guess everyone, who can make the top ten and who can win the championship?"

"I'm optimistic about that big star, he's so handsome, he looks like a champion at a glance!"

"It's boring upstairs, can you eat your face?"

"Isn't this nonsense? How many people rely on one face to earn tens of millions a year?"

"It seems that some aliens just look at their faces. For example, there are two classmates in my class with similar qualities, but it is the more handsome one who activates the aliens..."

"Chong..."

The location of the final was changed, and it was in another big venue.

The venue is newly built, similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome. Anyway, Dongzhou is rich and willful.

There are spectators all around, and below is the final venue.

The final venue is much larger than the preliminaries, with more than ten acres of open space.

At such a distance, the audience obviously can't see anything, and can only look down with a telescope.

Before the finals, the Inspectorate Division and the local navy were the organizers and selected candidates to speak.

In the venue, there was a high platform, which was only slightly lower than the auditorium.

"Everyone in the audience, welcome to the final venue of the Xenogeneic Conference..."

The host, a man and a woman, was speaking the lines, and suddenly there was heavy fog in the venue!

"Ah, what's the situation?"

It was not the live audience who screamed first, but the online melon eaters.

"What's the matter, is this a show before the finals?" Some people are still confused.

However, as the fog turned red and turned into a blood fog, everyone knew that it was not good.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't have the money to go to the scene to see it, but I escaped the disaster."

"What's the situation? It doesn't seem to be a good sign."

"I seem to have seen these blood mists somewhere. By the way, I remember someone sent me a letter for help with these things on it."

"Send it to you? Who is Your Excellency?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say, I'm just a little xenogeneic, a little famous."

There was a lot of discussion on the Internet, but everyone at the scene fell into chaos.

Of course, it was the spectators who were confused. They didn't expect that they could encounter such a desperate situation just by watching a game?

The blood mist quickly enveloped everyone, and in an instant, the huge finals venue was wrapped in it.

When the audience on the Internet saw the blood mist dissipated, they found that all the people disappeared!

Spectators, contestants, hosts, security guards... nothing but an empty playing field!

"How is this going?"

"God is hidden?"

"No, such a big game, with such a lot of attention, there will be such strange things. It seems that my hole should be dug deeper."

"Fool, this is not a mushroom war. What's the use of digging a hole? Don't you know that ghosts like to appear in holes the most?"

"Then what do you say? Should I build a shack in a bar or a square?"

"Well, that's right, a lively place is always a safer place."

"Yeah, didn't you see that the fish and antelopes are all in groups? It's easy to run away when they are killed."

...

The melon eaters outside commented in a leisurely manner, just like watching the Spring Festival Gala.

But the finalists and the audience of the finals being hidden by Shenyin, at this moment, the taste is absolutely unpleasant.

At this moment, Wen Rensheng was scanning the surroundings.

With the blood mist, he felt a sense of familiarity.

This sense of familiarity is nothing else, it is exactly the feeling of the last time he entered the fragmented world.

Could it be that the calamities have concocted a second fragmented world so quickly?

Wen Rensheng was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

It's like in the previous life during World War II, when they were both soldiers, some people couldn't eat grass, and some people were tired of eating meat.

Surrounded by a wilderness, there are many bloodstains on the ground, and there are faintly white bones and corrupt corpses mixed in it.

Occasionally, some mice scurried out of the grass.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

While he was watching, Wang Wenwen, who was beside him, asked.

Zhao Han, on the other hand, closed his eyes and seemed to be muttering to himself, probably predicting something.

At this time, he was surrounded by only four people who participated in the team competition, Lao Wu and Wu Shanshan, Wang Wenwen and Zhao Han.

His father and mother were in the audience just now, and their whereabouts are temporarily unknown.

However, Wen Rensheng was not flustered, because the inter-species connection between them was still very stable, and information could be transmitted at any time.

This is also thanks to his unscrupulous plan, and he has prepared the heterogeneity resonance in advance, so that he can be prepared, so that he will not regret it when it is imminent.

"Don't act rashly, check and understand the surrounding situation first." He said casually.

The surrounding scene made him a little inexplicably familiar.

Bloody wasteland, corrupt corpses, mice, this is how it looks like a scene of a game.

God of Darkness.

That's right, for the old bird, this is a game of picking up junk. After playing, the biggest gameplay is to brush the three big bosses every day and pick up the junk they exploded.

Those calamity lords are really in the mood.

What is the danger in such a place?

Wen Rensheng thought in his heart that a simple carrion and a mouse could not pose a threat. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It may be a big threat to those viewers, but to him, it's a free giveaway.

The same is true for ordinary aliens.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Han suddenly opened his eyes and said with a look of horror: "Teacher, I saw a blood pool, and those spectators, they were beside the blood pool, they were tied to the shelves, many of them wearing black clothes. The maid is holding a sickle and seems to be bleeding them..."

Blood Countess?

Wen Rensheng thought about it this way, and then said to several people, "Are you playing games?"

"Don't play."

"Playing games is playing with things to lose one's mind." Wu Shanshan said disdainfully.

"Yeah, what's so fun about games, I'm too busy with business." Wu Liansong nodded.

"Playing games can sometimes save lives." Wen Rensheng said quietly.

Unexpectedly, these guys are still high-level fun people...