3027 Silence, wait
The deaths in the dueling ground continued every minute and every second, until the last enemy fell.
The death of a Duelist did not cause any commotion at all. Many spectators did not even notice it.
Their eyes were dazzled as they scanned the dueling ground, looking for a target that interested them.
The famous Duelists received even more attention. Every time they killed someone, they would attract the excited cheers of the audience.
The unremarkable Tang Zhen was clearly unable to attract the attention of the audience, even though he had just killed an old hand with a sword.
As the saying goes,"a horse makes a mistake." On a chaotic battlefield, there were countless cases of veterans being killed by newbies.
Even if someone noticed that the duelists were killed by Tang Zhen, they would only think that the other party was unlucky.
Most importantly, this was a team battle. Individual strength was nothing.
The true purpose of the battle was to see who would win in the end. If it belonged to the losing side, it would be difficult to escape death no matter how good their performance was.
The battle continued.
Another enemy stared at Tang Zhen, who was standing in the same place. He raised his hand and a heavy dart flew out.
The DART was big and heavy, probably weighing three to four catties. It was in the shape of a cross.
Ordinary light armors could not withstand the attacks of the darts at all, and they could be easily penetrated.
The enemy who launched the attack saw Tang Zhen standing on the spot and made him the target of the attack.
Originally, the other party thought that he could kill Tang Zhen with a single strike and did not even bother to look back.
After he shot out another dart, he turned his head around to take a look. In the end, he discovered that Tang Zhen was still standing at the same spot.
The DART that he had shot out earlier was now flying towards his face at an extremely fast speed.
"Not good!"
The duelists were shocked. He knew how terrifying the damage of the DART was, so he quickly dodged it.
however, compared to the fast dart, the duelist's dodging speed was obviously slower.
With a scream, the cross-shaped dart was nailed to the head of the sneak attacker.
His body was like mud as he collapsed to the ground.
When his companion beside him saw this, he glanced at Tang Zhen from afar and revealed a trace of fear on his face.
The weapons chosen by the duelers were naturally the ones that they were skilled in. Who would have expected that during the sneak attack, they would be killed by Tang Zhen using the same method.
This could only mean one thing. The strength of Tang Zhen, who had successfully counterattacked, far exceeded that of the Duelist who had been killed.
Tang Zhen, who was originally not noticed by anyone, also began to be paid special attention to. This was to prevent him from using the same method to launch a long range attack.
Contrary to the enemy's expectations, Tang Zhen did not continue to launch his long-range attack. Instead, he remained standing at his original spot as though he was in a daze.
However, even if this was the case, no one dared to underestimate him. They guessed that it was very likely that Tang Zhen was deliberately confusing the enemy.
The duelists from the same camp noticed the abnormal Tang Zhen. They originally thought that he was timid and cowardly, but they did not think so now.
How could there be such a timid person who could kill two Duelists from the enemy camp in a row without a sound?
He was probably a wolf in sheep's clothing, and definitely not some newbie.
Similar thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't have the time to think about it.
As time passed, the originally huge dueling ground had started to shrink.
The place where the light shone on became dark, like an invisible wall that was constantly moving forward.
Because of the existence of this wall, the duelists had nowhere to escape and were forced to approach the central area.
This was done to limit the time of the duel so as not to delay the start of the next death arena.
The intense and tragic battle scene could make the audience more satisfied, and they would always maintain a high state of excitement.
The duelists who had been wandering around the edge of the battlefield or launching sneak attacks from afar were forced to move closer to the center.
Tang Zhen, who was standing on the same spot without moving, had actually become the most central area.
If they wanted to last until the end, they had to occupy this position and then guard it firmly.
At this moment, Tang Zhen had become the target of everyone's arrows. At the same time, he had also become the target of his comrades "assistance.
The enemy was attacking him, and his companions were also shouting for him to hold on, ready to help him.
Tang Zhen, who was in the middle of the storm, did not seem to be affected in the slightest. He continued to quietly stand on the spot.
"Damn it, why are you in a daze?"
One of Tang Zhen's accomplices reminded loudly when he saw that Tang Zhen's soul seemed to have left his body. His tone was filled with intense anger.
It turned out that not far away, two enemies were brandishing their large blades as they slashed toward Tang Zhen.
The two enemies were tall and strong. They were like two moving Hills as they ruthlessly crashed towards Tang Zhen.
From their appearance, it was obvious that they wanted to kill Tang Zhen and seize the core area.
The audience had already recognized that the two tall Duelists were veterans in the arena, who had died hundreds of times.
However, all of these guys had a lot of experience, and they were all fierce and cunning.
After dying many times, they learned how to bring death to others, but the number of times they died became less and less.
Upon seeing the appearance of these two enemies, the surrounding companions were almost certain that Tang Zhen would turn into a corpse in the next instant.
However, the real result was often beyond expectations.
Just when everyone thought that Tang Zhen would definitely die, they saw him raise the bronze short sword in his hand.
This sword was no longer than two feet long, and the body of the sword was inlaid with gold and silver. It was obviously the sword of a noble in the past.
However, the Pearl was now covered in dust and rust. It had been a long time since the blade had been polished.
There was a trace of red in the rust of the sword, which was dried blood.
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on him.
In the past days, this worn-out bronze sword had pierced through the bodies of countless Duelists.
Following Tang Zhen's dance, this bright red color became exceptionally gorgeous as it swiftly glided before everyone's eyes.
The two Duelists that were charging towards Tang Zhen were swept by this brilliant red glow and were instantly torn to pieces.
A look of disbelief appeared on his ferocious face, as if he had not expected to die so easily.
He didn't even have the chance to fight, and he didn't even have the chance to swing his weapon, and then he became a dead soul under the sword?
Although one could be resurrected after death, this kind of death was too depressing.
Unfortunately, once they were killed, they would lose the right to participate in the game. If they wanted to take revenge, they would have to wait until they were reborn.
Tang Zhen had killed two strong enemies in an instant. This had indeed exceeded everyone's expectations.
No one had expected that the seemingly low-profile Tang Zhen would actually be so terrifying when he erupted.
The threat level suddenly increased, and several enemy Duelists, who were confident in their superior strength, immediately regarded him as a hunting target.
In this kind of life and death arena, not only did one have to kill the enemy, but they also had to perform a wonderful performance.
This was the only way to increase their popularity, gain more recognition from the audience, and have a higher value.
The appearance fee of a Big Shot was hundreds or even thousands of times that of a newbie. This was the most basic standard of the arena.
As long as they seized the opportunity, the duelists would do their best to perform. The goal was to make more spectators remember them and then become true stars in the arena.
Tang Zhen had successfully attracted the attention of these experts after killing two powerful Duelists with a single sword strike. The gazes of an increasing number of spectators had also landed on him.
However, all of this was the result that Tang Zhen wanted. This was because he was quietly waiting for a certain fellow to come knocking on his door!
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