I Have A City In An Alternate World

3028  Suspicion, wait

    "Kill, kill him!"

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  "Trash, if you continue to dawdle, I'm going to lose all my money, Yingluo!"

  In the audience stands of the arena, shouts and curses rang out incessantly, madly venting the excitement and dissatisfaction in their hearts.

  They all had their own sides, so they naturally hoped that the side they bet on would win, and the other side would be killed.

  However, the battlefield was unpredictable. Even if they had previously judged which group had a higher chance of winning based on the information of the duelists, they still could not guarantee that they would win.

  At this moment, Tang Zhen was a variable in the dueling ground, causing those crazy gamblers to feel their hearts tremble.

  There were still many people in the audience who had high hopes for Zhen Tang. As long as he won, they would be able to earn a lot of money.

  They shouted loudly and cheered for Tang Zhen. They didn't care if they could hear him or not.

  Tang Zhen's expression did not change as he faced the five enemies that were charging towards him at the center of the dueling ground.

  This was not the purple light world. The runic magic circle in the arena could not suppress him at all.

  However, Tang Zhen abided by the rules and did not use any techniques that belonged to a deity. Instead, he used his pure physical strength.

  The purpose of his actions wasn't to toy with the natives, but to lure the enemy into the trap.

  This was because Tang Zhen had realized that the deranged cultivator was most likely deliberately luring him.

  The other party actually knew long ago that Tang Zhen would follow him to collect a debt, so he came to beat him at his own game.

  If that was the case, Tang Zhen would definitely fall into the other party's trap if he continued to pursue.

  Tang Zhen would never let his guard down when facing a deity-level cultivator. This was because every deity had their own trump card.

  If the other party's trap was like the purple light world, it was very likely to cause serious damage to Tang Zhen.

  Tang Zhen had just experienced a near-death experience. It was impossible for him to make the same mistake again. Only then did he decisively stop his pursuit.

  If the deranged cultivator had set a trap, he would have observed him in secret and tried to lure him into it.

  If they realized that he had stopped tracking them, they would definitely jump out and provide new clues.

  If it wasn't, it would prove that Tang Zhen's judgment was wrong. He could still follow the original method to track.

  At most, it would take more time and reduce the success rate, but it could avoid potential danger.

  What Tang Zhen wanted to do was to spread his name in this death arena and let all the residents of the city know about him.

  If the deranged cultivator wanted to find him, it would be a piece of cake.

  He did not use any divine means, mainly to avoid alerting the enemy. Another reason was that he was worried that there would be other gods of the same level in the city.

  If this was the outside world, Tang Zhen would definitely not be so cautious. However, since he was in the extreme spiritual realm, he had to be extra careful.

  This was because there were many hidden talents in the extreme spiritual realm. Even if there were gods from the outside world, there were also many local gods.

  These Aboriginal deities were all cultivated by the natives who had immortal bodies. For some special reasons, they could only be regarded as false gods.

  Although they were not true gods, they were not weak, and they had the advantage in numbers.

  Tang Zhen didn't want to provoke these Aboriginal deities the most. Once he caused them to attack him in a group, his situation would become extremely dangerous.

  If he provoked a truly powerful being, such as the master of the extreme spiritual realm, he would probably be unable to escape.

  Fortunately, these native gods rarely bothered with foreign cultivators and didn't provoke each other.

  Tang Zhen had been worried that the enemy would use the local gods to secretly scheme against him.

  He became even more vigilant when he realized that the deranged cultivator was taking a strange route and had entered the Super megacity.

  "Be careful!"

  Shouts sounded in his ears, and countless thoughts disappeared.

  Tang Zhen's eyes narrowed. He looked at the enemy that was charging over and once again raised his bronze short sword.

  "Go to hell!"

  The sounds of battle instantly disappeared. At this moment, only he and his enemy were left in the entire world.

  At this moment, Tang Zhen had merely used his pure physical strength. However, his speed was still extremely fast.

  The bronze short sword flickered with a cold glint, dragging a bright red light behind it as it slashed across the body of the nearest Dueler.

  A pained expression flashed across the other party's ferocious face, and that pair of round eyes instantly lost their luster.

  The bronze dagger that had been sharpened by blood and flesh released an ancient light. The killing intent that had been sealed for many years was released once again.

  Under Tang Zhen's swing, the bronze short sword cut open the body of the second Duelist and completely cut off the enemy's life force.

  Then it was the third, the fourth, all the way until the last enemy.

  When the bronze short sword pierced into the body of the fifth Dueler, Tang Zhen, whose speed was as fast as lightning, finally came to a stop.

  "Uh, hehe."

  That Duelist stared at Tang Zhen. His eyes were as round as a ball. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he was greeted by the bronze short sword that slit his throat.

  "BOOM!"

  At this moment, the sound that had disappeared reappeared, but it was still the sound of fighting and screams.

  But in the next moment, it became silent again.

  The surrounding duelers were all stunned by the scene in front of them, as if they could not believe their eyes.

  The five duelers surrounding Tang Zhen fell to the ground one after another. All of them had received a fatal blow to their vital points.

  Piercing the heart, breaking the throat, penetrating the brain

  It was a little too slow to say that it was blinking. The five powerful enemies were ended by Tang Zhen using different methods.

  Upon seeing this scene, the duelists suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, as if they understood what a real death competition was.

  It wasn't that they were staring at each other and slashing at each other with their knives, but that they couldn't predict how they would end in the next moment.

  Although they were not worried about death, the fear and despair that death brought still made the duelists feel terrified.

  When they looked at Tang Zhen who slowly pulled out his bronze short sword and allowed his corpse to fall to the ground, the duelists suddenly lost their confidence.

  If he were to fight with him, he would probably be killed in one strike, right?

  Such a thought appeared in the duelists 'minds. The duelists from the opposing factions even dodged to the side subconsciously.

  As for Tang Zhen, who was holding the bronze short sword in his hand and still standing on the 11:39

same spot, he had already become the most special existence in the dueling ground.

  This kind of behavior was somewhat shameful, but if there was no need, who would be willing to take the initiative to die?

  The duelists participating in the Death Arena had all placed heavy bets on themselves, which was to survive to the end.

  If he was killed by Tang Zhen, he would lose all his capital and it was really not worth it.

  After the five enemy Duelists were killed, Tang Zhen's surroundings became empty. No other enemy Duelists dared to approach him.

  The duelists from the same camp were unusually excited as they roared and attacked the enemy.

  Tang Zhen had killed five of the enemy's generals in a single move. It was equivalent to dealing a fatal blow to the enemy.

  If they still couldn't win in such an excellent situation, it would only prove that they were a bunch of trash.

  As for Tang Zhen, who was holding the bronze short sword in his hand and still standing on the same spot, he had already become the most special existence in the dueling ground.

  He stood where he was, but none of the duelists dared to approach him, as if his surroundings were an absolute forbidden zone.

  However, the continuously shrinking battle circle forced the enemy Duelists to continuously move towards Tang Zhen's position.

  In the end, there were still enemies who didn't believe in heresy. They couldn't stand this kind of uncomfortable atmosphere and angrily roared as they attacked Tang Zhen.

  Then, with a flash of red light, the charging enemy fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then died.

  Looking at the bronze short sword dripping with blood, the enemy fell into silence, confirming that the five kills were not an illusion.

  However, at this moment, they had no other choice, because the dueling circle was getting smaller and smaller.

  Without any other choice, they could only fight to the death and try to turn the situation around.

  However, everyone was clear that with Tang Zhen here, the possibility of victory was next to nothing.

  Broken limbs flew in the air, and the battle continued. In the end, it became silent.

  The victorious Duelists stood in the middle of a pile of corpses and cheered loudly to celebrate their victory.

  Only Tang Zhen remained silent as he stood in the middle of the cheering duelers. It was as though all of this had nothing to do with him.