Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 653: Deathmatch Begins with the Players of the Comprehensive Network
After the huge hexagonal platform appeared, the magician flipped his hand, and a one-and-a-half-meter-long azure blue staff appeared in his hand.

He held the staff and looked at the many extraordinary people below. His voice was not loud but it reached everyone's ears:

"This is the quasi-sacred artifact - the Staff of Lodar, and it is also the trophy for the King of Death Fight in this Death Fight Tournament.

The rules of this deathmatch competition are that six people defend the ring, and the others take turns attacking the ring. The winner goes up and the loser goes down. Life and death are at the discretion of the person.

The maximum rest period allowed during each battle is half a day, so you can decide for yourself."

After saying this, the quasi-artifact staff in the magician's hand was lifted up by an invisible force and floated at the top of the central platform, falling into the eyes of all the extraordinary people.

After doing all this, he withdrew his hands and said calmly: "The death battle begins!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion among the many extraordinary people standing on the platform.

Gao Yang stood there without moving, just looking at these people quietly.

Suddenly, a teleportation light flashed among the crowd, and a figure disappeared on the spot.

Gao Yang saw clearly that the man was Casimir, the descendant of the magician.

The next moment, Casimir appeared on a high platform and looked up at the seven legends in the air.

Boom!

When Casimir was the first to stand on the platform, the barbarian Tuman in the crowd below bent his legs slightly, then exerted force suddenly, and rushed straight to another platform like a cannonball.

In the blink of an eye, the two platforms were occupied.

Those who dare to come to Eberron to participate in this deathmatch are all extraordinary and powerful people who have absolute confidence in their own fighting ability.

If a powerful person does not have this kind of confidence and combat power, he will not come to participate in this death match with an extremely high mortality rate.

After Casimir and Tuman each occupied a high platform, the crowd that was originally watching suddenly moved. The aura of many extraordinary peak powerhouses exploded instantly, and one by one the extraordinary powerhouses began to rush towards the other four platforms.

There were too few targets, but too many extraordinary people who were extremely confident in themselves, so the battle broke out before they even reached the platform.

When they set foot on the Silver Plateau, they realized that the battle had already begun the moment they set foot here.

So now, wherever I look, all I see are enemies.

Continuous roars and shouts suddenly exploded, and power systems from hundreds of different dimensions were revealed in an instant.

And the next moment, the smell of blood spread in the air.

Gao Yang was already accustomed to this situation. After just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the approximately 300 contestants who were still on the platform.

He could sense that many of the contestants were looking at him with hostility.

Among them, there were a few looks with ambiguous meanings.

By now, Gao Yang's perception has become quite high, so he can already slightly sense the emotions in these gazes.

This discovery made Gao Yang raise his eyebrows slightly. He looked around the entire platform calmly, but could not find the owners of those ambiguous gazes.

Gao Yang shook his head slightly, then sat back.

As he moved, an ice chair quickly took shape.

By the time he sat down completely, the ice chair was fully formed.

After doing all this, Audleyville lay down behind Gao Yang and began to take a nap, just like in the last death match.

The battle lasted only a few minutes before it was over.

After dozens of people were killed and injured, the other four platforms were also occupied.

By this point, each of the six Deathmatch stages had its champion. The remaining four hundred or so Transcendents, minus a dozen injured, briefly paused before ascending the stages and challenging the champions.

Compared to the first deathmatch tournament, the second one was more standardized, not only for the contestants but also for the spectators.

The creation of six platforms gave the spectators a specific target to watch the game.

From time to time, you can hear cheers erupting from the spectators. This usually happens when the contestant you bet on defeats his opponent.

As the contestants fell one by one, the six platforms were gradually stained red with blood.

Time passes along with the lives of these extraordinary and powerful people.

The intensity of the deathmatch competition is beyond the imagination of most people.

Among the six platforms, except for Casimir, Tuman and another half-orc with a quarter devil bloodline, the champions of the other three platforms have changed several times.

Moreover, every time a challenger dies, a new challenger will immediately take the stage.

As for the champions who successfully defended the ring, as long as they were not seriously injured, they would basically just take a short rest and then continue fighting.

As a result, continuous energy fluctuations continued to explode in the Yinchang Highlands, and one extraordinary peak-level strong man after another continued to burn themselves here, either trying to survive or fighting to death.

This death match can be summed up in one sentence: I would rather die standing than live on my knees.

During this process, Gao Yang sat quietly on the platform like a clay puppet, closing his eyes and practicing.

That posture, which was completely different from that of the combatants, also attracted the attention of many spectators.

When those people knew Gao Yang's identity, they all looked curious.

"This is the second Death Fight Tournament. Why is he, the first Death Fight King, here? Is he going to participate in the second Death Fight Tournament as well?"

"Maybe. After all, he is still a Transcendent and has not yet advanced to the Legendary level."

"I also heard that he killed a legendary elf in Shain. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, an extraordinary person killing a legendary elf, how exaggerated."

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The discussions continued one after another, but it did not affect Gao Yang at all.

"King Yu?"

A curious voice sounded not far in front of him. Gao Yang opened his eyes and saw a young man in a green robe looking at him curiously.

"Roar!"

Gao Yang didn't say anything, but Audleyville behind him suddenly opened his eyes, and two huge dragon heads stretched forward, one on the left and one on the right, guarding Gao Yang's side like horns.

"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand!" The young man in green robe waved his hands and took a few steps back to indicate that he was not a threat.

With a bright smile on his face, he looked at Gao Yang and said, "I just want to ask, can I challenge you?"

Gao Yang looked carefully at the green-robed young man in front of him. Suddenly, he sensed an inexplicable malice in his eyes. He looked at him and said slowly, "Player?"

"Haha, I guessed it right."

The green-robed young man laughed heartily, but suddenly the smile faded, revealing a ferocious expression: "Then, can I kill you?"

Gao Yang chuckled and shook his head slightly: "When you become the king of death battle, you can naturally challenge me."

　I'm having some writer's block, but I'm still short of the agreed daily amount of 10,000. I'm sorry everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)