Chapter 677

And the arena will constantly shrink over time!

The living space is constantly shrinking, and weak participants cannot survive a single encounter.

"Lanche is clearly very experienced; he survived the first encounter and immediately killed his way to the corner edge." Zero analyzed.

"This is something only experts dare to do, because falling off the edge of the arena also counts as elimination."

"But relatively speaking, the number of enemies faced at the same time is much less; unlike those standing in the central area, who will face opponents from all directions."

Zhao Xing nodded.

On the arena at this time, colorful secret techniques erupted, and the power of rules became incomparably chaotic.

It should be known that those Extraordinary-level Martial Arts Lords only have Extraordinary physical fitness, but the secret techniques and rule comprehension they master are very high.

Even hindered by physical strength, they can still erupt with outrageous power.

"In this competition, there are 33 people who have obtained the 'War King' title; Lanche may not necessarily be able to win."

"However, as long as he enters the top 100, he can get a bonus."

Zero said: "The bonus is 99% of the entrance tickets paid by the participants and audience tickets, with the official God of War Arena world taking 0.1%."

"How much can the first place earn?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Not much, ranging from 1,000 to 10,000 World Stones." Zero said.

"It mainly depends on the number of people competing on the same stage and the number of spectators."

Zhao Xing said: "The number of times this is held is quite high."

"If one's strength is strong enough, one can also earn quite a bit."

Zero laughed: "Master, you are overthinking it; in this kind of melee competition, one also has to rely on luck; no one can guarantee a winning streak."

"According to official data, even those with the 'God of War' title cannot keep winning."

"Because the higher your win rate, the stronger the opponents you are matched with."

"The God of War Arena world cooperates with the Martial God Hall; if you win streak to a certain degree, you will encounter powerhouses from the Martial God Hall."

Zhao Xing nodded; no wonder there are still quite a few 'War King' title holders on the stage.

"Master, look, 18 'War King' title holders have already been eliminated."

"All of them were hit by many attacks at the same time in the melee."

Zhao Xing was also observing; although he had never learned martial arts secret techniques.

But his horizon was not low, and he could see some tricks.

Those War King-level Martial Arts Lords had exquisite secret techniques, but unfortunately, their bodies were only at the 'Extraordinary level.'

Facing a siege, it was very easy to get injured.

Once injured, strength would decline, and it would be very easy to be eliminated.

Lanche at this time also suffered a few slashes, but his strength was relatively maintained intact.

His spear technique was very exquisite; standing on the edge of the arena, he only needed to face a small number of enemies at a time.

His movement technique was even more eerie; many attacks Zhao Xing clearly saw were about to hit Lanche.

But in reality, they failed to leave any damage and were dodged by Lanche.

As long as he didn't face War King-level powerhouses, Lanche could easily crush them.

Those two wounds were left by two other War King-level ones.

Lanche's luck was average; when he descended, there were two War King-level Martial Arts Lords around him.

"There are only a few hundred people left."

"There are still 6 people, three War King-level powerhouses."

"The range is also getting smaller and smaller, with only 1 kilometer in diameter left."

Zhao Xing looked at the melee zone; the elimination speed was very fast, and even those still alive now had significantly reduced physical strength.

Lanche was still very relaxed, but clearly full of experience.

On the edge of the arena, he mostly used movement techniques to dodge and rarely used his spear.

However, once he used his spear, he would inevitably solve the threat around him.

That spear technique was as fast as a poisonous snake, almost always fatal in one strike.

He saved enough physical strength, and when the number of people dropped to thirty-something.

Lanche, and the other five whose strength was particularly outstanding, began to clear the field.

"Whoosh~"

Lanche still maintained an extremely fast shooting speed, and the power erupted from the spear tip was also incomparably terrifying.

Fighting until now, even those left without the War King title had very remarkable strength.

But facing Lanche, none of them could take a single move.

The other five outstanding ones also each displayed powerful dominance.

Facing the remaining competitors, they were basically crushing them.

When the last six people finished clearing the field, their respective physical strength values were also very different.

"There is someone who saved more physical strength than Lanche." Zhao Xing focused his attention on a red-clothed woman using a saber.

"She didn't suffer any injuries at all, while the others were all injured."

On the arena, Lanche's eyes swept over the five opponents, judging the strength of the opponents.

"My physical strength is only 40% left; to compete for first place, I still have to solve at least two people."

The wound healing speed in the arena world is very slow, which is the recovery level of the Extraordinary level.

The official cannot let the participants turn into a bladder battle; physical strength, injuries, luck... the slightest difference could completely change the outcome.

Of the 33 War King title holders, only three are left now, and the rest are those without titles.

There are even 20 War King-level powerhouses who were eliminated before entering the top 100.

Powerhouses can also lose to the weak; this is the reason why many people eagerly participate in melee.

"Kill!" Lanche chose a burly man wearing gloves.

The other four also began to solve their opponents.

As long as one more is solved, the bonus will increase a bit.

…………

Soon the match ended.

In the end, Lanche won third place.

After solving the man with gloves, Lanche eliminated one more person, but in the end, because his physical strength was too low, he was harvested by the red-clothed female saber user.

"Hum~"

After the match, Zhao Xing immediately received Lanche's invitation and came to the other party's private space.

"Zhao Ming, sorry to keep you waiting." Lanche welcomed him with a smile.

This is a big client who has booked him for a year.

If he hadn't already signed up and been teleported in, he would have planned not to participate.

"No problem, being able to see a wonderful battle of Brother Lan is also very worthwhile." Zhao Xing smiled.

He is currently using an anonymous identity—Zhao Ming.

"Zhao Ming, then let's begin." Lanche said. "First, let me see your martial arts foundation."

"You come to attack me."

"Can do." Zhao Xing nodded.

…………

After some sparring, Lanche calmly gave an evaluation: "Skills are a mess."

At the same time, he also flipped through 'Zhao Ming's' information.

Oh, it turns out to be a Plant Lord, then it's fine.

There are also many Plant Lords in the Life Research Institute who want to learn a move or two of martial arts secret techniques.

Lanche was not surprised by this.

He himself, a Martial Arts Lord, occasionally studies academics.

For members of the Life Research Institute, crossing boundaries is not uncommon.

"Zhao Ming, I'll teach you the most basic force-exerting and force-unloading first."

"Force-unloading and force-exerting?" Zhao Xing didn't expect the other party to teach such basics, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

Am I really that bad?