Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense, sorted his clothes, and then entered the huge pot with a wave of people.

The moment he entered the bucket, an unparalleled gravity hit, Wang Fan's feet couldn't help but sink slightly, and his face was a little unsightly.

He knew that it was the effect of those two thousand times the force of gravity.

This happened because he couldn't adapt for a while.

On the other hand, most of the other hundred people were calm and composed, and only a few people accidentally fell directly to the ground, making a big ugly.

Needless to say, those who fell were obviously the first to participate in this kind of battle.

Otherwise, as long as there is a certain experience, there will be no such ugliness.

Of course, since those people dared to take part in the battle, their own strength is naturally not enough, and their cultivation has reached a certain level.

Soon, they got up, but their faces were a little red.

No one around them laughed at them, but there was a little joking in those eyes.

One hundred people logged into the huge pot, and the iron door of the pot was slowly closed, followed by a ban.

At the moment when the ban was imposed, Wang Fan clearly noticed that the atmosphere in the entire pot had changed.

Become dull, depressed.

And the monks in front of them seemed to be no longer monks, but the most ferocious beasts in the world.

They all released a bloodthirsty and wild aura, quickly pulled away from each other, and looked at the surrounding crowd.

Here, there are no friends, only enemies.

If you want to pass the level, you can only do it by defeating everyone and becoming the final victor yourself.

Wang Fan also quickly distanced himself from the others and came to a corner.

Even if he is a god, but he can't use his divine essence, he doesn't have much confidence in defeating so many people at the same time.

If ninety-nine ferocious body refiners swarmed up, even he would probably have to kneel.

The place Wang Fan came to was in a corner, with enemies facing three sides in front, but a wall behind him.

In this case, he doesn't need to worry about being attacked by the enemy.

He glanced at the enemies, and then looked at the pot, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

This place is like a real cage, and these people are like trapped beasts, and they need to fight the cruel trapped beasts.

Only by surviving, only by laughing at the end, can there be hope of living.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but think a lot.

"start!"

At a certain moment, accompanied by an angry shout like a bell, in an instant, the hundreds of people moved almost at the same time.

With their scarlet eyes, they roared like wild beasts, rushing towards their respective opponents.

Hundreds of people charged, roaring from their mouths, like a wild beast roaring.

In the sound of clack clack, many cultivators' shirts burst directly, revealing the qiu knot muscles like steel pouring, which looked very powerful.

Wang Fan didn't move, but still looked around vigilantly.

There were a few people who didn't move with him, and those people also stayed in the corner, looking at the people who were fighting like wild beasts with solemn or indifferent eyes, without the slightest movement.

But if you want to go to the end without doing it like this, it is obviously impossible, and no one else will give you a chance.

Soon, two people locked on Wang Fan, and immediately grinned, revealing their white teeth, and rushed over without hesitation.

Boom boom boom.

Their feet stepped on the ground made of unknown material, and they made a rumbling sound, and the momentum was a bit amazing.

At the same time, there was a scream in the distance.

Looking up, I saw that someone had been knocked down and fell to the ground covered in blood.

Fortunately, he was only severely injured, missing arms and legs, and was covered in blood.

But those with bad luck were directly torn apart, or their heads, hearts and other parts were blown up, and they fell to the ground completely.

Wang Fan glanced at the cruel scene, his eyes still did not change at all, and soon he looked at the two people who killed him.

He still didn't move, just looked at the two people calmly, but the strength in his body had already begun to accumulate.

Since it is a battle, there is no need to shrink all the time.

He also needs to fight, and he needs to rely on fighting to improve himself.

"Haha, kid, go to hell."

In the blink of an eye, the two burly monks had rushed to Wang Fan's side, one of them suddenly raised his arms, clenched his fists, and blocked his head, and then the whole person pressed down on Wang Fan like a mountain.

I have to say, this guy is extremely smart, he even knows to use the gravity of this place and his own terrifying weight to attack Wang Fan.

In this way, he can save his physical strength to the maximum extent to achieve the purpose of dealing with subsequent battles.

In addition, the man's movements were also not slow. Almost at the moment when his companion pressed Wang Fan, he had already kicked towards Wang Fan's left side.

This leg, like a steel whip, set off a harsh scream.

Wang Fan just felt the power, but he had already guessed the strength of that leg, at least he could beat the initial stage of the Yellow Realm God.

Obviously, this guy is also very experienced, and he wants to block Wang Fan's retreat.

Once Wang Fan didn't dodge, he would only be able to withstand the attack of his companions.

And once Wang Fan evaded, he would endure his fierce and domineering kick.

Cooperate tacitly.

But soon, their faces changed.

Because facing the attack of the two of them, Wang Fan did not have any intention of retreating.

He raised his head abruptly, punched out, and slammed directly at the cultivator who was pressing down.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator was a little stunned, is Wang Fan crazy?

With the help of his own weight and the gravity here, and the inertial fall from a high place, the weight is more than a thousand kilograms?

Wang Fan threw out such a punch, isn't this the oyster mayfly shaking the tree?

Bang!

With a loud bang, Wang Fan punched the cultivator's chest.

The cultivator only felt a strong force coming, and at the same time, his body numb, and the next second, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and the visceral minced meat was spurted out.

Wang Fan ignored him, but moved his feet quickly. Almost at the same time as he rushed out, the other foot also flew out.

Bang!

There was another dull sound, and the legs collided in mid-air, making a harsh sonic boom.

Click.

The cultivator only felt a pain in his leg, and then even if it was irregularly bent, the whole person flew out.

Wang Fan didn't stop, but while moving his body, he slowly looked at the people in front of them who were caught in the melee.

He felt that under this atmosphere, his blood had begun to boil and burn.

The violent factor that has been suppressed all along seems to have begun to move excitedly out of control.

Wang Fan grinned, not even looking at the two fallen cultivators, and then he walked towards the center of the battlefield step by step.